The Pill Ch. 04

"What!? No, I can I'm keeping it down right now."

"Why?"

The car rolled up to the garage. The door came up, and the car pulled in. Parked he turned the engine off before addressing her again.

"So when I took the pill, one of the side effects was an extreme enlargement."

"Same story every man gives."

"Yeah, well, mine will kill you."

"With a promise like that I have to see."

Sighing, he got out of the car. Vallerie almost expected him to turn around and drop his pants. Maybe show her the grower, but he didn't. The door closed and then she got out.

"Mitchell."

He stopped. He was already making what looked like a beeline for

the open garage door.

"Val..."

She walked up to him, making sure the tatters of her black dress fell away. Naked, she threw herself into him. He caught her, and the two started again. This time, Vallerie had no intention of stopping. He grunted once as her claws dug into the fabric of his clothes, ripping them off in no time. Naked with her, Vallerie dropped to her knees suddenly. He tried to stop her by reaching down, but as soon as her mouth opened, revealing the two long canines, Mitchell froze.

"Not a sight to be used to huh?" she said. She knew the look was terrifying. The hours she had spent looking in the mirror. Vallerie prided herself on her geekiness and even had a cape she liked to wear.

"Looks like I'm about to be devoured by a monster."

"Well, let's see if your monster can fight mine then."

Vallerie engulfed his cock. It was savory, and she could almost taste the blood flowing in it. Mitchell was, in fact, flaccid and even as she worked vigorously to get it hard, the thing refused to jerk up suddenly and fill her mouth. Pulling off, she looked up at him.

"Girl is gonna be insulted if you don't start giving a reaction."

"You don't understand; this is bad."

Growling, Vallerie stood up.

"Look Mitchell, I want you. Either fuck me or leave. But if you leave, I'll never speak to you again."

At that, she leaned over the trunk of the car, reaching up the glass and presenting herself to him.

"I want to thank you for earlier, so please, fuck me as your award."

She got her answer when walked up and slapped her ass. The slap was loud and hot. She screeched just a bit.

"Wow, that is a change," she sighed.

"Just wait, you'll be screaming soon."

"I hope so."

If he was hard or not, Valerie couldn't say. She felt him push himself into her which was disappointing, but she hoped his earlier threat would be followed through.

"One sec, it takes a sec."

"To get it up?"

"Yes," he hissed.

Then he pulled out.

"That wasn't it was it?"

"Hold on."

He pushed the head of his cock back into her. The nectar from her fruit was flowing, but as he slid in, it did notice that he was thicker and longer.

"There we go."

She sighed as it spread her. She moaned when it reached her cervix. She screeched when it stretched her out more than she had ever been.

"God this is such a tight fit," he commented.

"It feels so good. please, fuck me."

"I can't yet. It isn't done."

She gasped and then growled in appreciation as she stretched even more. It had been too long, and she was happy that so far, the sex had overridden her need to suck blood.

"All done I think, but the armor hasn't fully formed. When it does, its gonna hurt you."

"Look, Mitchell, it's been too long. Just fuck me. We will cross that bridge..."

Mitchell slapped her ass again before pulling himself out of her greasy pussy. The length was ridiculous, and so was his thickness, but her cunt accepted the cock as hard as he could give it. She was screeching, and her nails left scratches in the paint on the car. Mitchell was grunting, and sweat was beginning to pool on his brow, but he couldn't stop now if he wanted to wipe it off. Just like Valerie, it had been too long for him. As they each frantically worked towards release, they became rutting animals; their sounds replaced now by the animals they had chosen. It didn't matter to them.

Vallerie felt sweet release like never before. The stress, the tension, and the frustration all came flooding out of her at the same time. She screeched louder too, which caused the glass to the car to shatter as she left gouges in the metal of the body. As she calmed and while he didn't, she realized that Mitchell was the one for her. A mate finally found in Mitchell. Feeling overwhelmed, she started crying while he destroyed her cunt.

"Are you crying?" Mitchell asked. His voice was deeper, raspier.

Vallerie wasn't able to communicate right now. Her voice only came out in shrieks and so she reached back and grabbed a cheek. Pulling her ass cheeks apart, she allowed Mitchell to get in just a bit more of him meat into her. It was there, at her womb and with a push, she felt that to give way to accommodate his cock. Damn thing was still growing, but Vallerie didn't mind it at all. Now that it had begun, she was curious to see just how big he could get and how much her body could take.

"Tears-of-joy, keep going. I-want-more."

While he pulled himself out for a good stroke back in, Vallerie expertly twisted and soon was sitting on the car instead of bending over it. She had just gotten situated when he rammed his length back into her. Another shrill shriek escaped her, and she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck to steady herself. It was then that her nature of wanting blood took over.

Mitchell yowled in pain when she bit into his shoulder. Her teeth sank right into his flesh, and she was rewarded with the crimson drink that she so craved. Her lover continued to scream in pain, but his cock got bigger while it increased in ramming speed.

Vallerie got full on the blood quickly, and as her teeth pulled out, she realized she was drunk. Her pussy was barely holding on, no longer even able to grip his dick. The room swayed and finally she had a second orgasm. It was better than being high and having sex. So much better that as she came, she blacked out, but not before registering that Mitchell himself, was blasting hot cum into her hungry pussy. The world turned black as she smiled.

When Vallerie awoke, she was actually in a bed. Not her bed, but Mitchell's. He was next to her snoring. Feeling loved, she decided to cuddle up to him, which woke him up.

"Who, what's going on?"

"Relax Mitchell. It's just me."

"Oh, you okay?"

"Yes, you?"

"You left some holes."

"Well, you did stretch one mine out."

And it was stretched. She could feel it aching, but she loved it so much that she even contemplated trying for some more. What stopped her was that Mitchell fell back asleep, his snores growing loudly. Smiling and having her head on his chest, she fell asleep feeling safe and content. An alarm woke both of them up, and Mitchell suddenly lurched out of bed.

"Not good, that's not a good alarm."

He ran out of the room naked. Vallerie, still groggy, actually got up and used his bathroom. The lavatory was clean, much more so than her own which was new. A super clean man? What was going on with the world? The alarm had stopped by the time she wandered naked out of his room. She had no clothes and found nothing to wear in his. Feeling alone, she sought out Mitchell, who had left the apartment.

"The Facility" lights were on. All of them. That meant that something had happened and abandoning thoughts of finding her lover, Vallerie searched out her quarters. There, she showered quickly and found something to wear. Another dress, but this one was colorful flower prints. A change and it did go with her pale skin.

Now, Vallerie and Sandra were the security of the place. It wasn't late, but the two women worked in eight-hour shifts during the late day and night. There was no security while Mitchell worked in the labs and Melissa had her duties. The work area for the two security guards was located in the labs in a room full of cameras. Sandra was there.

"What's going on?"

Sandra looked to Vallerie from the monitors.

"There was a break-in."

"What?"

"Yeah. We found the intruder."

"Did you notify X?"

"Yes, he will be here soon."

X was coming. The man who had created everything with the pill was on his way. The boss in a sense, though X didn't act like one.

"Where is the intruder?"

"Mitchell has them cornered in a room in the house."

"I'll go look."

VAllerie left and headed towards the house. The elevator ride up seemed to take forever and when the silver doors she rushed out to find Mitchell. She found him on the second floor.

"Mitchell, what's going on?"

"She's in there."

He pointed to a room. One of the rooms that they weren't supposed to enter. That's why Mitchell hadn't apprehended to intruder.

"Have you seen her?"

"No."

"I'm going in."

"No, wait."

"I know, but we can't leave them in there. I'll flush them out."

"No, what if they are armed?"

"Hopefully if they are the weapon is big enough. You weren't even able to slay me last night."

He blushed and turned away. She walked up to him and grabbed his face.

"You are an amazing man," she said right before kissing him. He returned the kiss and Vallerie left him standing in the hallway. Moving into the room, she called out.

"Hello?"

No answer, but she knew someone was in there. She could smell them. And not by any animal standard the person just reeked.

"Look, you are trespassing, whoever you are, just come out. We will let you leave in peace."

There was movement in the corner, and Vallerie sprang at it. There was a cry, and she found herself standing over a sobbing teenage girl.

"Don't hurt me."

"We aren't going to hurt you. Might bathe you, though."

The girl buried her dirty face into her hands, sobbing even more.

"Hey now..." Vallerie said. She reached out, and the girl flinched away.

"Please..."

"Look at me."

The girl did. Poor thing was scared.

"Come on; it'll be okay. Let's get you a bath and we can get you fed."

At the mention of food, the girl perked up.

"Ah, are you homeless?"

"I ran away."

"Oh no, well we can help."

Holding her hand out, the girl reluctantly took it. Valerie studied the room, realizing it was a bedroom. It had to be X's, and everything was dusty. Even Melissa wasn't allowed in here.

"Where are we going?"

"To my room. We won't be bothered at all. There you can shower, and I can make us some breakfast."

When the two walked into the hall, Mitchell wasn't there. She was glad that he had heard her about not being bothered. The walk was quick, and the girl practically freaked out in the elevator. They made it to Vallerie's living quarters nut barely.

"Okay, so go into the bedroom, the bathroom is in there. I'll make us some chow."

The girl followed her directions. Though she closed the bedroom door, Vallerie went in as soon as she heard the bathroom door shut. She took the girl's clothes and laid out a beautiful robe for her. There was a pair of panties, which is the best she could do for undergarments. The closed reeked and Vallerie rushed to get them into a washer down the hall. When finished, she began to cook.

Now, Vallerie preferred to drink blood over eating regular food. She had stashes of blood pouches in a unique fridge, but the blood wasn't enough for her to live on. It was a tasty dessert when she decided to eat it. Eggs sizzled, over medium. Water boiled for oatmeal and fruit was chopped up for them. She had the breakfast done and on the table before the girl was done showering. When she did come out, she was in the robe.

"Where are my clothes?"

"Washing them. Come and eat."

That girl didn't need to be told twice. As soon as she sat down, food disappeared faster than Vallerie could eye it. She joined in feasting and soon all of the food had been consumed.

"Was it good?"

"Yes, thank you..."

The girl was looking at the table.

"Hey now, what's wrong?"

"When are the cops gonna be here?"

Getting up, Vallerie headed over and sat next to the girl.

"No cops. How old are you?"

"Almost eighteen. My family kicked me out."

"For what? Screwing the football star?"

"No, for refusing to be married."

"What?"

"My family is Asia and my parents follow some of the old traditions."

"You don't look Asian."

"I know, I get that a lot. My grandfather was white."

"The war?"

"Vietnam."

Vallerie smiled. The girl was opening up at least.

"So what is gonna happen to me?"

"All that depends on two things. The owner and you I suppose. Speaking of which, He will be here soon."

"Is he mad?"

"I don't know. I hope not."

There was a chime.

"That's him."

Vallerie rushed over to the door. Nervous as hell. X could be pissed off. No one had seen him angry yet, but they were sure he had a nasty temper. When someone messed up badly after taking the pill, they ended up being put into the cage with the guy's wife. No one came out of there except X and X was too scared to go into it. The door slid open, and Vallerie greeted X.

"Hey X."

"Where is she?"

"In here, she is scared."

"How'd she get in?"

"I don't know. I wasn't on shift. I did take care of her, though, she is clean and fed."

He smiled. X was easy with his laughter, but everyone knew he had enough to be sad about. He was middle-aged and had a thing for changing his appearance. Today he had blond hair and was wearing glasses. He looked like a surfer with his white t-shirt and colorful swim trunks.

"May I come in?"

"Anytime you want," she said winking at him. Every girl wanted X. He was the biggest mystery. He brushed past her and sat at the table, the furthest seat away from the homeless girl.

"Hey there, I'm X."

"Just the letter?"

"Yeah, it's weird."

She giggled.

"So what bring you here?"

"I thought the place was abandoned. Please don't call the cops."

"I won't, but where are you gonna go?"

"I don't know. I can't go home."

"I understand. Well, there is an issue."

Vallerie left her room to the two. The conversation was too private, and besides, she wanted to find Mitchell. She rounded a corner to the labs and practically ran into him.

"Hey, I was just looking for you."

"Everything okay with the girl?"

"X is talking to her."

"He is gonna giver her the pill."

"So?"

"She is underage."

"If she stays, it will be a danger to us."

"True."

"So what about us?"

Mitchell looked at her.

"Couple?" he said.