All chapters made with my coauthor, "u/justcuz2134"!
*****
Veronica, after the initial shock of all her clothes fitting her wore off, decided to be the grown up she was by turning off her blaring music and called the local power company. As the call connected she paced around her dining room table, which was made of spruce and had seen a lot of dings and bruises from her childhood.
She smiled as she remembered talking and hanging out with her friends growing up, all those nights spent doing stupid stuff at the table; like trying to chug a full bottle of forgotten whiskey from the liquor cabinet, or discussing their dream meal from various fast food places.
A man on the other line spoke up and Veronica absentmindedly went through the motions of reconnecting the power to her house by paying off her credit card debt using her emergency funds, more distracted by fond memories of yesteryear.
Once the call was completed she waited an hour or two for the electric guys (she never knew what they were officially called) to come over and restore power to the house. After a bunch of bureaucracy and deliberation they simply just flipped a switch on a power pole and, like magic, all her lights that she foolishly left on the night before turned on.
With a sigh of relief that some things were going her way now, Veronica once again forgot to turn off said lights and instead checked her now powered fridge, finding that she had a pittance of food left.
Eggs in the top left corner, leftover white rice from that Chinese place she called occasionally, and one bacon slice...?
"Ooooh,"
Veronica hummed internally as she nabbed all three, throwing them together in a pan and cooking them with soy sauce and MSG to create some perfect fried rice. She ate it with gusto, a little more peckish than the norm around this time and oddly more thirsty after she finished.
She grasped her throat in discomfort, surprised she was like this after having a simple meal. Veronica guessed that today was going to be full of surprises, both good (like with her clothing) and bad (like waiting an hour for the power to be restored).
Veronica got some water from the faucet and chugged it, thinking over a mental checklist in her head of what she needed to do the next day; that being go food shopping, make a call to work and use some (underhanded) tactics to get her pay for the week, then
maybe
relax with some...fun under the sheets by herself to unwind?
Who was she kidding? She was horny as all hell and needed relief right now. The constant stimulation to her nipples from her bra (Veronica really didn't want to take it off due to its seemingly magical weight-removing properties) and the fact her pussy kept...tingling?
Tingling, yes, it kept tingling as if something was just moving around down there.
The young woman heaved a sigh and facepalmed, wondering why she was imagining things yet again. She scoffed as her mind played a perfect recreation of her mother's voice, insistence laid thick in the tone that it was all in her head yet again and that she needed to take...
Her meds!
Veronica's eyes bugged out as soon she remembered that she forgot to take her ever-important medication! She scraped her chair against the floor as she dashed to the medicine cabinet in her bathroom, the room still slightly steamy when she entered. She opened the bottles with mechanical precision (just like her mother taught her) and took them dry, closing the cabinet door and staring at her reflection.
A reflection of her about to be attacked by tentacles. They were behind her, just wiggling to and fro menacingly; ready to entrap, to ensnare, to encircle her body with its wickedness.
Veronica turned around to stop the attack, or at least go down fighting, when there was nothing.
Nothing but air, nothing but silence, nothing but the sound of her own panicked breathing.
Veronica's mouth moved to say something, anything, but no words came out in her shell-shock. She grasped her head, closed her eyes, and took deep breaths to calm herself.
When her breathing exercise was done she felt slightly sapped of energy, so a bit slowly she looked at her reflection once more and saw that it was just her in the bathroom, as it should be.
When she confirmed to herself that she was safe Veronica felt tired, so even more slowly than before she walked over to her bed, wondering how the meds were kicking in so fast and what was happening to her.
When she got under the lush covers she felt groggy and confused, even though it was only the evening. Veronica tried closing her eyes, which
seemed
ready to spring shut, but they stubbornly remained passively open, occasionally blinking as she fell into what she thought was a blissful dream.
And when she would awake the next morning?
Veronica would question her very sanity.
*****
The plan worked, as
Its
host was finally in a semi-conscious state due to the drugs it was slowly but steadily pumping into her bloodstream/brain through her unblemished skin.
It
had timed it perfectly when those foreign drugs entered her system through her oral cavity...her mouth.
She was beautiful but didn't announce it every time she walked into a room. She was knowledgeable of sex but not depraved like her conquests or "exes," as she called it. She had thoughts and aspirations to be more than her sex, to be more than a "walking talking fleshlight" as she so despised being called by one of her more "toxic" conquests.
It
would have fun breaking her, to cement into her head that she was not in control of this...symbiosis, this parasitism; but first
It
needed to distract her more.
It
has been waiting a
long
time to do this...
With the smallest of thoughts the bra surrounding the host's...surrounding
Veronica
's sizable mammaries...her large and juicy tits changed. It was like watching an Earthen sapling grow, all because
