She’s immediately grabbed by the creepy images. The images of girls sweating, changing, images of creepy, yet familiar land, the images feel so real, as if the women are pleading for her help from the screen. She decides to shut her computer but a pull, like an magnetic force keeps her in her chair. She begins to sweat, she feels aroused, terrified, her nipples harden, her spine tingles, her clit swells, and her heart begins to race. Natasha tries to scream for help, she wants to turn her face away from the screen, she’s caught by the cycling images of women going through changes, body changes just like her. She feels a tugging at her clit, and pulsating within her, something is going to burst inside of her, she moans in pain and pleasure. It’s growing, growing thicker, longer, down her leg, she sees the images of the women progress, just like her, they’re exploding, she’s terrified of what comes next, but she must feel relief, she tells herself, “let go,” and she explodes. Her body is letting go of all the tension, it fees amazing to drain the worry, the fear, but with every drop of cum that leaves her body, a drop of her life leaves with it. She starts to feel weak, horny, and then Penny comes in the door.
She stands up feeling possessed looking at Penny in hunger. She tosses Penny on the sofa and tears off her clothes. Penny is confused but allows herself to be taken by Natasha. They have ravenous lesbian sex on the sofa and Natasha explodes inside of Penny’s pussy. She falls back watching cum seep out of Penny’s tight little pussy.
She falls back and feels her heart gradually slow, she grabs the arms of the chair with every morsel of strength within her, but she’s too weak, her life is being imprinted on the disk, her experience is embedded with the other women. She is a part of his collection. She hears the whispers of the other women, the familiar voices from the video, they’re calling her home. She walks towards the light.