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 Pheremone Buzz

   by Pause88

   The colony was discovering all sorts of new things about this territory.
Every day, there was something new, and most of them were terrifying.  Like
lately, foliage nearby had been found marked with Griffo pheromones.  None
of the colonists had ever seen a Griffo, but they had reports from the
original exploration team.  This is an excerpt from that report:

   "For a moment, we all saw it.  It was hunched over an ox-sized animal
about twice its size.  Its face was in the animal's flesh and we realized
the sounds we'd heard had been ripping.  The smell of blood was thick.  I
felt both afraid and ill.

   It glanced up at us, and looked us over.  I was amazed at how expressful
its face was.  Suddenly, it smiled.  A strip of meat hung from between its
third and fourth teeth.  Its smile widened, and I half-expected it to talk.
Then it was in the air, and running through the branches above.  It was
running, not climbing, as fast as a horse.  Soon, none of us were sure
which direction it had gone.  We assigned Berger to keep watch.  Samples
were taken from the animal's wounds and of greasy deposits found on
surrounding trees."

   Those greasy deposit were Griffo pheromones.

   Lately, Griffo pheromones had found their way into the colony's open
market.  People were burning it like incense for use as an aphrodesiac.

   Nikki had taken to smoking it, like she did everything suggested to get
humans high, and the whole group of people like her, forced to give up
tobacco and marijuana when customs agents removed them from their cargo. 
So far, they had yielded no interesting replacements.

   They had high hopes for Griffo pheromones, since its reputation as an
aphrodesiac was so strong.  Yet, if it was an aphrodesiac, Nikki wanted to
discover that alone.  She was absolutely neurotic about getting pregnant,
since that was exactly what the colony wanted.  They got their funding
based upon how their population grew, and how many generations they had
developed into.  Nikki was determined not to be used for her body.

   So she went off by herself, into the forest, all the way to the electric
fence.  No one was really supposed to get this close, but Nikki often came
here to observe the jungle outside the fence.

   She crushed the dried leaf sticky with Griffo pheromones into her pipe.
She sniffed her fingers.  The smell sent shivers along her neck.  Nikki
immediately wanted to lick the tips of her fingers, but dismissed the idea.
Who knew how it could affect her consumed orally?  Nikki knew better than
to take a chance.

   She sparked her lighter and pushed the flame into the bowl.  Nikki
sucked at the mouth of the pipe.  She didn't get anything.  She tried
again, holding the flame over the bowl to dry it out.  The pheromones had
turned purple and were melting like wax.

   Suddenly the bowl caught.  Nikki fell forward, coughing her guts out. 
She drew in a long gasp of breath, and before she could blow it all out
again, was flat on her back.  She felt like she was floating above her
body. Her eyes rolled back into her head.

   As she came to, Nikki realized she was slobbering on her pipe, a hard
suck with every orgasmic spasm.  She had drooled all over herself.  The
bowl was empty.

   Nikki stuffed the pipe and lighter into her pocket, closed her eyes and
settled into the ground.  Thoughts swam through her mind.  The sounds of
the jungle seemed louder.  She could hear patterns in it.  It occurred to
her she shouldn't be laying on the ground.  They weren't sure if there were
insects, or microscopic organisms.  Also, the ph of the soil had given Mrs.
Phelps a rash.

   Yet, Nikki couldn't find the strength to sit up.  It felt so wonderful
to roll around.

   Then the world slowly returned to her.  Nikki sat up and flopped her
head forward.  She inhaled deeply and felt her skin tremble.  She felt an
ache of frustration and could smell herself, an aroma of sweat and vagina.
She took in a deep whiff of it.  It was strong, but oddly compelling.  It
made her dizzy.  She was embarassed by it.

   Nikki's next shower wasn't scheduled until Tuesday.  She wondered if
dry-soap would cover the scent until then.

   Nikki glanced into her pipe.  She had put a lot of leaf and pheromones
into it, but now it was empty.

   She stood and brushed herself off, feeling giddy.  It was wonderful to
stretch.

   She took a last look over her shoulder, toward the jungle on the other
side of the fence.  She smelled something strange.  There was glistening on
some branches too.

   That might mean wildlife.  Many of the creatures here had a waxy residue
on their surface.  Or so the reports claimed.

   Nikki hadn't seen anything here ever.

   She approached the fence for a closer look.

   It resembled Griffo pheromones, but was a paler shade of pink.  Yet,
heat had darkened it when she'd lit the leaf.  Perhaps the sunlight
darkened it too.  Maybe this deposit was fresh.

   Nikki crouched down and peered into the branches.  She had no idea what
color Griffos were.  For all she knew, they might come in all the colors of
the rainbow.  She looked for glistening.

   When she didn't find any, her attention diverted to the pheromones on
the tree branch.  It was worth about forty dollars in the market.  Nikki
also wanted it for herself.

   She considered the electric fence.  She had no way to shut it off, but
maybe she could get the pheromones with a stick.

   But if she touched the fence with the stick, she'd get electrocuted.

   Yet she could be careful...

   Nikki found a thin stick and practiced touching specific points on trees
and rocks, until her aim was perfect.  Then, slowly, she slid the stick
through.  She had about an inch in any direction.  No matter what, she
could not let it touch the chainlink.

   Nikki touched the stick to the pheromone deosit on the branch.  She
poked at it to loosen it from the tree, then tried to rub it all over the
end of the stick.  Nikki brought the pheromones through and sighed with
relief.  She needed to find something to rub it onto, then she intended to
get the rest.

   Nikki had no more leaf, nor any paper.  She considered rubbing it on a
tear of her clothing, but knew her mother would be angry.  Nikki rubbed the
pheromones onto the inside of her elbow, then considered the best angle to
get at the goo on the other side of the fence.

   If she pushed it up from a lower hole first, she could scoop up a larger
clump.  This meant an extra chance at getting electrocuted, but Nikki
wanted it all.  She pushed at the clump of pheromones from underneathe,
trying to watch where she was poking, and where the branch was in relation
to the fence.  She thought what would happen if something bumped her, or
the branch on the other side.  She considered taking another look for the
Griffo, just in case it was still around.  No, better to concentrate on the
work at hand and finish faster.  Nikki pulled the stick back and went at it
from a higher hole.  Now, she was able to scoop up the rest of the slime
and maneuver it to her side of the fence.

   She put this on the inside of her other elbow, and for some reason, had
to fight the desire to rub it in.  It tickled cold with the air hitting it,
even though the air was warm.

   Nikki discarded the stick and took another glance into the branches on
the other side of the fence.  Nothing.

   Preparing to head home, Nikki noticed her smell again.  There was
something intoxicating about it.  She certainly would have to cover it up
somehow.

   Nikki hiked back through the forest home.  She was grateful her parents
were out, as she still felt flushed from smoking the Griffo pheromones. 
She had to babysit tonight, and didn't feel up for small talk as she got
ready.

   Once in her bedroom, Nikki searched for leaf paper to collect the
pheromones.  She found some, but when she looked inside her elbows, she
noticed much of it was gone.  There were orange stains on her skin.

   Nikki collected what she could onto leaf, which was still alot.  She
stashed it away in her purse and grinned.  She felt happy and floaty.  She
suspected some pheromones had soaked into her skin, and was excited to have
discovered a new way to administer it.  The effects this way seemed a lot
milder than smoking.

   Nikki took off her clothes and soaped up her body with dry-soap lotion.
It didn't cover up her scent, not entirely, but it made it softer.  She
sure didn't want the Marshall's to notice, especially Mrs.  Marshall.  She
applied lots of perfume to herself and searched for clean clothes.  Yet,
nothing she found suited her mood.  Everything she had was so tomboyish. 
Tonight, for some reason, she wanted to dress like a girl.

   No one was home, so she didn't have to get dressed to wander around the
house.  She slipped into her older sister's room.  Marcie had left home
when she got married, but a lot of her old clothes were still here.  Marcie
had sexy clothes.  Marcie had been desperate for someone to notice her. 
Nikki supposed it had worked.

   She didn't want to dress like a slut, but it was the slutty clothes that
attracted her.  She wondered what she'd look like wearing them.  She
decided to try on one particularly naughty outfit.  It was red and tight
and rubbed deliciously against her skin.  Nikki posed in front of the
mirror in it, and loved her new look.  Against her better judgement, she
decided to wear it to the Marshall's.  It felt so perfect on her.  Nikki
couldn't bear to take it off.  Not even to put on underwear underneathe. 
It'd be nice to get to the Marshall's house a few minutes early, she told
herself.

   As they gave their instructions, it seemed to Nikki that Mr.  Marshall
was flirting with her.  He was much too old for her, but she really enjoyed
the attention.  She found herself unable to take her eyes off of him. 
Nikki paid rapt attention to everything he told her, eager to make him
proud of her.  When he smiled at her, she beamed with pleasure, grateful
for his acceptance.  Nikki found herself wondering how it would feel to
kiss him.

   Mrs.  Marshall came out into the kitchen, fastening on an earing.  She
looked Nikki over, disapprovingly.  "I don't want any of your friends
coming over," she said.  Mrs.  Marshall was a bitch.  Funny, Nikki had
never noticed before.

   "I won't," Nikki promised, and smiled at Mr.  Marshall, who smiled back.

   "Oh," Mr.  Marshall said, "Billy might be home later.  Don't worry about
him.  He can take care of himself."

   "He refuses to babysit Sammy," Mrs.  Marshall said, shaking her head. 
"He's busy being fourteen."

   Nikki took Sammy into the other room to distract him while Mr.  and Mrs.
Marshall snuck out.  If Sammy saw them leave, he'd cry all night.

   Nikki played with Sammy until 8:30, then put him to bed.  She went out
into the living room to watch DVDs, but found her attention wandering to
sniffing the insides of her elbows.  When she did, she closed her eyes and
felt light-headed and sensual.

   Nikki fell asleep.  She awoke to the door slamming.

   "Oh," a voice said, "Hi, Nikki." It was Billy.

   "Hi," she said.  "You've gotten so big."

   "Since last week?" Billy laughed.

   Nikki felt her face go red.  It was true.  She had seen him last week.
Yet, tonight, it was as if he'd gotten bigger.  There was something more
masculine about him.

   "How have you been?" Nikki asked him.

   He sat down next to her on the couch and leaned back.  "Good," he said.
"You look like you're doing good too.  I don't think I've ever seen you in
anything but jeans...  except tonight."

   "I felt like being a girl tonight," she said, noticing how warm he felt
next to her.

   "You trying to get someone to notice you?"

   "I don't know," she said.  "I guess I've just been lonely." She hadn't
even realized she was lonely until just now.

   "I can't imagine you being lonely," Billy said.

   "Want to try something really neat?" Nikki suddenly asked.  "Have you
ever tried smoking Griffo pheromones?"

   "You do that stuff?  Do Mom and Dad know?"

   "No, and please don't tell them.  I like them thinking I'm a nice girl."
Nikki leaned up against Billy and dug the pheromones out of her purse. 
"Smell them," she suggested.

   "I don't think so," Billy said.  "I don't trust that stuff.  It's like
everything on this world was put here to kill us."

   "This won't hurt you," Nikki said.  "I've tried this stuff.  It actually
feels really good."

   Billy shook his head no.

   "Do you mind if I smell it?" Nikki asked.  Billy shook his head no
again, and Nikki pressed the crushed leaf to her nose and inhaled deeply.
She rubbed a little bit on her fingers and sniffed them.  Then, she put the
finger in her mouth and sucked on it.

   Everything started to fade away.  She heard Billy ask if she was okay.
Nikki answered with a small moan.  She tried to put the leaf into her
mouth, but Billy caught her wrist before she could get it past her lips,
and took it from her.

   Nikki rubbed up against him yearningly.  She looked up at him, licking
her lips, her eyes pleading with him.  "Kiss me," she whispered and didn't
have to ask twice.  Billy pushed his tongue into her mouth and Nikki
couldn't get enough of it.  She slid her hands inside his shirt, playing
with his nipples and craving the warmth of his skin.

   They made out on the floor, Nikki, making out with a fourteen year old.
Yet, he was so sexy to her.  There was something so strong and dominant
about him.  Nikki pulled away long enough to pull off his shirt, then she
was on him again, sucking on his lips, exploring his sweet mouth with her
tongue.  He began unbuttoning her shirt and when it was discarded, brought
his mouth to her nipples.  Nikki cried in pleasure as Billy teased her
nipple, sucking hard on it.  She began to smell herself again.  It made her
embarassed, but turned her on all the more.

   Billy tugged at the waist of her skirt and for a moment, Nikki panicked.
She realized with an aware part of her mind where this was heading.  Then,
she thought about Billy's fingers inside her, and kissed him harder.  Her
hands slid into his pants and grabbed onto his dick.  It was so warm.  It
would make her warm.

   She undid his pants and pulled them down around his knees.  Billy stood
up to take them off all the way.  Nikki was face to face with Billy's hard
dick.  She wanted it in her mouth.

   She opened her mouth and pulled it toward her.

   "Wait," Billy said.  He had the Griffo pheromones.  He wiped some along
his penis and rubbed it all over.

   "Is that good?" he asked.

   It was a lot, but Billy didn't know what a lot was, so Nikki was able to
get him to put on more.

   "More," she said, and he put more on still, but refused to put on any
more after that.

   Nikki took Billy's balls in her hand and rested his penis against her
lips.  She had never done this before and was excited.  She had a pretty
good idea of how it was done.

   She took his dick into her mouth and waves of pleasure shuddered through
her.  She sucked and sucked on it, licked all over it furiously, swallowed
and swallowed the saliva as it built up in her mouth.  Soon, there was more
than she could swallow.  She let it drip down his balls, and her chin.  The
skin of his dick felt amazing against her lips.  Nikki knew she could never
get enough of this.  She wanted to suck Billy's dick all the time.

   "Nikki, please," he whispered, "I want to fuck you."

   She moved her head faster.  She needed more and more.  She loved how it
felt every time she swallowed and couldn't wait to swallow Billy's cum for
real.

   "Stop it," he said, holding her head steady.  She wanted more so badly,
but couldn't defy him.  Billy was so in charge, so in control.  Nikki knew
she would agree to anything he asked of her.

   "Let me fuck you," he said.  His dick throbbed in her mouth as he said
it.  Nikki could taste his precum and imagined his hard dick throbbing
inside her.

   Nikki nodded, and Billy pulled his dick out of her mouth.  She spread
her legs and pushed her pelvis up to him.  Billy slid a finger into Nikki's
wet pussy.  Her pussy was so wet and hungry for him.  She moaned, and it
sounded like pleading.

   Billy kissed her again and Nikki grabbed his dick and put it inside of
her.  It felt so right.  Billy's dick was meant for her.  She appreciated
him so much for giving it to her.

   Billy slid in and out of Nikki's wet, eager pussy.  She was so
absolutely slippery.  He couldn't take it and exploded inside of her. 
Nikki cried in delight and wrapped her legs around him, and rocked her
hips, trying to milk every last drop.

   He came so hard, spasming over and over, pumping his cum into her.  It
was exactly what she needed, and she loved him for it.  Nikki didn't care
that he was only fourteen.  Billy was her man, and she would do anything
for him.

   Nikki kissed him and couldn't stop kissing him.  She was so thankful and
happy and appreciative that he had been attracted to her enough to cum
inside her.  Nikki held him inside her with her legs, letting every last
drop leak into her.  She couldn't understand why she had been so afraid of
this.  Billy's cum was so right.  This was her place.  She was his.  It
made such perfect sense.  She was a woman.  Millions of years of evolution
had bred her to crave cum inside her pussy.  It was how the human species
had lasted so long.  Needing Billy's cum was perfectly natural.  Nikki knew
this now.  She was Billy's woman, and would do anything, anything at all,
no matter what he asked to have his wonderful cum inside her all the time.

   They fell asleep with Nikki's legs wrapped tightly around him.



   Mrs.  Marshall screaming woke them up.  Billy snapped alert, and Nikki
instinctively wrapped her legs around him.  Even as she realized they'd
been caught, Nikki didn't want to let him go.  The world seemed so cold
outside the warmth of his arms.  She couldn't imagine being apart from him,
and wondered what the Marshalls would do about it if she refused to release
him.

   Finally, the embarrassment of the situation hit her.  She'd been caught
in a carnal embrace with a fourteen year old boy.  Her face red, Nikki
pulled her skirt down to her thighs and let Billy move.

   But as he pulled away from her, there was that smell, the smell of their
love...  and something else.  She felt drawn to it.  She wanted to breathe
the fumes off him.  She felt light-headed, and though Mrs.  Marshall was
calling her irresponsible, Nikki couldn't stop grinning.



   Mr.  Marshall walked her home, and flirted with her.  Nikki loved the
attention.  He kept trying to make her laugh, and she did, even at the dumb
jokes.  Mr.  Marshall was fat and had a weak handshake, but now, Nikki
noticed something strong and masculine about him.  He was so clever.  It
was easy to imagine him taking care of her.  Nikki knew Mr.  Marshall was
probably very sweet to his women.

   No, not women.  One woman.  Mrs.  Marshall.

   Yet, Nikki thought Mr.  Marshall deserved lots of women.  Someone as
wonderful as him deserved lots of women making him happy.

   Nikki wondered if she could ever make him happy...

   He was treating her differently than usual too.  Nikki expected it was
the scent of the Griffo pheromones clinging to her.  She wondered if he was
feeling as dizzy as her, and was excited to think of the advantage the
pheromones gave her over all the other girls who might want Mr.  Marshall.

   Did other girls want Mr.  Marshall?  Her thinking was so fuzzy...  and
he was so sexy.

   "I want you to smell something," she said to him, "and tell me what you
think."

   He leaned in toward her and she thought she might pass out from wanting
to kiss him so much.

   Nikki put her fingers near his nose and watched Mr.  Marshall close his
eyes and inhale a big whiff.

   "W-What is that?" he asked.

   "Do you like it?"

   He nodded, and Nikki slid her fingers back under the hem of her skirt.
When she brought them back out again, they were damp.  She put them back
under his nose, and let him breathe in her scent.  After a minute or so,
she giggled and wiped the moisture on his nose.

   Mr.  Marshall laughed.  He sounded stoned.

   "I've got more where that came from," she said.

   "I bet you do," he said, and there was lust in his voice.  Nikki pulled
up her skirt.  She expected - hoped - he'd touch her.  She was not
disappointed.

   But he didn't just use his fingers.  That big man got on his knees and
used his mouth on her.

   Nikki loved it!

   Yet, when she saw his eyes, they frightened her a little.  There was
something hypnotized and vacant about them, and driven.  He was absolutely
focused on her pussy, sucking on her clit.

   Nikki knew what he was tasting: the griffo pheromones, her crotch and
Billy's cum.  There was nothing in there that should cause him harm, yet
somehow, instinctively, Nikki realized something very horrible was
happening to Mr.  Marshall.  She could see it in his face.  He was losing
himself to her.  Somehow she knew it wasn't just temporary either.  She
knew it on some instinctive level that had evolved millions of years and
knew the true power of pheromones.

   Mr.  Marshall would not be coming back.  It was like his soul had been
replaced by a desire to worship her pussy.  He'd follow her to the ends of
the Earth for it.  Nikki recognized the feeling - it was exactly how she
felt about Billy.

   Well, maybe not exactly.  She'd experienced the effects of the
pheromones before her bonding to Billy, so maybe had some kind of
tolerance.

   Mr.  Marshall, however, didn't look healthy.

   "Are you okay, Mr.  Marshall?" she asked, but he didn't seem to hear
her.

   Nikki stepped back and Mr.  Marshall fell forward into the grass.  He
began to pull himself toward her.

   "Stop," she commanded, and he did.  He stared up at her, dizzy, like he
was about to topple over.  Nikki realized he was whispering, "...so
beautiful...  perfect..."

   "Get up," she told him.  He did, and his posture told her he was
waiting, dependent upon her to tell him what to do next.

   What had she done?  What was she going to tell Mrs.  Marshall?  Billy?
What about her mom?  It was only a matter of time before everyone in the
colony found out.  What would she say then?

   "Mr.  Marshall, act normal," she commanded.

   No effect.  He was standing like he'd rather be kneeling, and never took
his eyes off her.  His expression was goofy.

   It made her feel beautiful.

   Suddenly, Nikki was aware of the scent all around her, coming from her.
It was very strong.  It seemed much stronger than it had been before. 
Could the pheromones have somehow reacted with her cum?  Nikki was
beginning to feel very dizzy, and Mr.  Marshall's goofy expression was
starting to look cute.

   She should really make a run for it.

   But it wasn't fair for her to leave Mr.  Marshall like this, especially
not when his current state was her fault...

   Nikki considered what to do, though it was becoming increasingly
difficult to think...

   It would get annoying having Mr.  Marshall as her little puppy forever.

   Yet, he was her responsibility...  and there was a way she could make
herself like it...

   She inhaled a deep breath of pheremones and told him to strip, right
there on the sidewalk.  It wasn't a big deal.  It was dark, and colonists
were supposed to avoid outside after dark.

   Mr.  Marshall took off his clothes and Nikki couldn't stop smiling.  She
was really excited about what was about to happen.

   "Lie down," she told him.  He did and she climbed on top of him.  She
kissed him hotly, becoming aroused by the taste of her pussy on his mouth.
She knew the pheremones were mixed in there too.  Probably, that accounted
for her desire to have his babies.

   In the back of her mind, Nikki remembered she'd never wanted kids.

   But it was Mr.  Marshall...  she wanted his kids!

   Nikki pulled her skirt up to her waist and settled onto Mr.  Marshall's
hard cock.  It went in easy, despite her having been a virgin until a few
hours ago.  Nikki was so wet she felt loose, though she was anything but
loose.

   She made out with Mr.  Marshall while she fucked him, grinded her
sopping pussy against his pubic hair.

   He was fat, but he felt so good and she knew her entire life had been in
want for this moment.  She was his and it felt so wonderful to belong to
him.  She loved him and his son so much it made her eyes wet.  She existed
to make them happy.  They were her life.

   Mr.  Marshall grabbed Nikki to him.  He held her tight and bucked his
hips, filling her with his massive load of cum.

   Nikki had never experienced such happiness.  She held him tightly and
kissed him and cried in joy.  Nikki also kept rocking up and down on his
cock.  She wasn't even aware she was doing it.  Soon they were fucking
again.

   Sometime during, they got it into their heads to 69.  As Nikki climbed
off him, they noticed all the cum dripping from her.  It was all over him.

   It smelled amazing.

   Nikki took him into her mouth with no question or hesitation.  The
feelings overcame her immediately: feelings of belonging, desire, worship,
need...  It was stronger this time, stronger than it had ever been.  Nikki
felt her mind shriveling like a raisin.  She was a little cum sponge... 
greedy for it...  for Mr.  Marshall.  She desired to be near him at all
times, to fulfill his every whim, to satisfy him always, to be an extension
of him.  She wanted more than anything for him to be proud of her,
delighted with her.  Often, during this 69, Nikki found herself unsure
where they were.  When this happened, Mr.  Marshall was her anchor.  She
focused on him, and nothing else mattered.  He was her heat, her light, her
hopes...  her man.  He was her man and she was his girl.  Nikki was
thrilled about this, and that her pussy was soaked with his cum.  She
looked forward to giving him lots of babies, of expressing her devotion
that way.

   part 2 Nikki's parents became worried when Nikki didn't come home.  They
called the Marshalls.

   "My husband hasn't returned either," Mrs.  Marshall told them.  She
didn't say anything about discovering Nikki and Billy together, as she
intended to discuss it with her husband before making any flash reactions.
She was livid though.  Billy was only fourteen, and though mature for his
age, Mrs.  Marshall didn't think he was old enough to be having sex.  She
thought he should be married first, and at least twenty years old.

   "We should gather a search party," Nikki's parents said.  "They'd have
sounded the alarm if there had been a breach in the fence, but really, who
knows what dangers still might be lurking?  Didn't the initial reports of
this planet say something about hot gas geysers?"

   "You're absolutely right.  It's like everything on this world was put
here to kill us.  I'll call the police and we'll organize a search."

   Mrs.  Marshall was upset with Nikki, but did hope they were okay.  She
called the police who agreed to form a search party.  While waiting for the
police to arrive, she yelled some more at Billy.

   "What were you thinking?  How could you have done this?  Don't you know
how irresponsible that was?  Sex is something for grown men and women and
you're not old enough yet."

   "Nikki's not the first girl I've had sex with, Mom.  Everybody at school
does it.  There's not exactly a whole lot else to do here in the colony."

   "Well, maybe you need more chores!"



   In the meantime, Mr.  Marshall was in the dirt with Nikki fucking her up
the ass.  Anal sex really hadn't been something either of them had
consciously considered, but in the blur of the pheromone buzz, Mr. 
Marshall had pushed into the wrong hole and Nikki was too far-gone to
question it.  Besides, everything he did felt wonderful.

   Mr.  Marshall sure did know how to please a woman!

   It was in this position the search party found them.  They had certainly
not had to do much searching, since Mr.  Marshall and Nikki were going at
it on the sidewalk on the direct route from the Marshalls to her house.

   The scent of their endeavors was thick in the air and many of the search
crew found themselves responding to it.  Fortunately, they were many of
them and none of them wanted to look perverted in front of the others, so
all managed to resist.  They did watch for a while though before asking
Nikki and Mr.  Marshall if they were okay.

   Neither of them really looked okay.

   When neither Nikki nor Mr.  Marshall could answer coherently, the search
party separated them and brought them to the clinic for observation.  They
gave them fluids, and keep them separated to keep them from attacking each
other sexually.

   The cameras recorded everything.

   Over about four days, Nikki and Mr.  Marshall began to return to normal.
People wondered how they'd react when they met again, if they'd still be
attracted to each other now that the pheromones had worn off.

   Mr.  Marshall seemed interested in a reunion.  He kept asking to see the
girl.  Nikki, however, wished only to be left alone.  She even refused to
see her parents.

   But she couldn't stay in isolation forever.  The clinic needed its beds
for new patients.  People were always getting into trouble in the colony,
since they were so many dangers.

   They sent Nikki's sister to bring her out.

   "I can't," Nikki told her.  "I'm afraid of what will happen.  I don't
have any control over myself anymore when I'm around men.  All I can think
of is wanting to please them."

   "That was the pheromones, Nikki.  It's okay now.  The doctor says
they're finally out of your system.  Mr.  Marshall's too."

   "I can't believe I had sex with him.  You know how ugly he is."

   "Try not to think about it, Nikki.  Everything will be okay."

   "The worst part is I let him cum inside me.  What if I'm pregnant?"

   "Don't worry," Marcie said, "The doctor checked.  You're not pregnant."

   "Thank god," Nikki sighed.  "What about Mom, Dad and Mrs.  Marshall? 
Does everyone think I'm a slut?"

   "No, but they are worried about you.  Why were you smoking griffo
pheromones?  You don't know if that's bad for you."

   For a moment, Nikki remembered smoking griffo pheromones.  She felt a
renewed craving for them, but tried not to think about it.  After all,
they're what had gotten her into trouble in the first place.

   "If I wasn't too young to buy alcohol," Nikki said, "I wouldn't have to
smoke griffo pheromones."

   Marcie brought Nikki home.  Nobody talked about her experience with Mr.
Marshall.  Neither did Nikki have any unusual desires for her dad.  She had
been worried about that.  It really seemed like everything was back to
normal.

   Except for the cravings.  Nikki did still find herself craving the
purple wax.  She knew she could probably get more from the florist, Karen.
That's where she got it the first time.  Nikki knew better though.  As much
as she desired to feel that feeling again, she realized that if she
actually did have more of the griffo pheromones, she'd become a slut again.
Next time she might even get pregnant for real.

   Nikki had luckily gotten off easy this time.  She vowed to be smart from
now on.



   Next day, while her parents were at work, there was a knock on Nikki's
door.  She thought it was someone from the school, wondering why she was
still absent.  Truth is, Nikki was still nervous she'd have a relapse.  She
couldn't even imagine how embarrassed she'd be if she launched into
slut-mode while at school.

   Nikki opened the door.  It was Billy.

   "Hi, Billy," she said coldly, though her heart rate sped up.

   "I was wondering if you were feeling any better," Billy said.

   Nikki didn't know what was happening.  She felt flushed and excited, but
it wasn't like being under the influence of the pheromones.  Maybe she was
having a panic attack, or maybe her body remembered Billy, how he had made
her feel.

   "What are you doing here Billy?"

   "I had a lot of fun with you the other night.  I was hoping we could do
that again."

   "I don't think so," Nikki said.  "No offense.  I'm just not feeling so
well right now."

   She closed the door quickly, not even saying goodbye.

   There was another knock on the door.  Nikki opened it again.

   "Billy, I can't really talk..."

   Suddenly, she noticed what he was holding in his outstretched hand.

   "I know how much you like griffo pheromones, so I brought you some."

   Nikki stiffened.  She couldn't pull her eyes away from the waxy lump in
his hand.

   "Here," he said, holding it out to her.  She remembered how good it had
felt to be high on them.

   Nikki slammed the door and bolted it shut.

   All the rest of the afternoon though Nikki thought about Billy, and how
easy it would be to call him up and invite him back over.  She couldn't
help craving the pheromone buzz.



   Next day, Nikki went to school.  After all, she couldn't hide forever.

   From the moment she arrived, the students all stared at her.  Nikki felt
extremely self-conscious, but tried to stay strong.  She pretended not to
notice the whispering and giggles.

   During lunch, a group of boys cornered her.

   "So," one of them said, "I hear you have a thing for griffo pheromones.
I hear smoking them makes you horny."

   "I'm pretty sure it has that effect on everybody, not just me." She said
it as calmly as she could.

   "Do you want to smoke some now?" the lead boy asked.

   Nikki managed not to scream yes.  She was breathing faster now though.
The boys noticed.  Also, she had a hungry look in her eyes.

   "Because I happen to have some," the lead boy said, "if you want to
smoke any."

   "I can't," Nikki said, shaking her head.  Still, she wanted to.  Nikki
imagined sneaking off with the boys to smoke griffo pheromones.  She knew
what that would lead to.

   She had to resist!

   Nikki squirmed in her seat.

   "Maybe later then," the boy with the pheromones suggested.

   Nikki considered this, and was still fantasizing of it when the bell
rang.



   Those boys weren't the only ones to offer her pheromones.  It seemed
everyone wanted her to smoke some.  Students she'd never even talked to
before were offering them to her, including some girls in the bathroom.

   "We just want to see what it's like," her friend Julie said.  "You're
the only one we know who's tried it."

   Julie was just like Nikki, eager for an accessible way to get high. 
There were no inebriating drugs in the colony other than alcohol, and the
laws against minors purchasing it were very strict.

   As for the other girls, Nikki didn't know them well.  She wasn't close
friends with either of them.  She thought Cynthia was a lesbian.

   "It was really cool," Nikki said, "but I'm afraid to try it again.  I'm
sure you've heard how it turned me into a total slut."

   "You'd be okay," Julie said.  "There's no boys around, and you don't
have to worry about us.  I know you're not gay."

   Nikki considered it.  There weren't any boys around, and she hadn't
become aroused by Mrs.  Marshall when she'd done it last time.  She decided
it would probably be okay, just so long as she only smoked a tiny bit.

   "I'm not going to do it at school," Nikki said, "but if you really want
to see me do it, we can go somewhere afterward.  You just got to promise to
watch me until I come down."

   Nikki knew she had made a mistake as soon as she said it, but it was too
late now.  Her friends were already discussing whose house they should go
to after school.  They all seemed very excited.

   Nikki understood.  This was a kind of breakthrough for them.  They had
tried everything from smoking banana peels to snorting ginkgo biloba
without any noticeable effects.  Griffo pheromones suggested new hope. 
What the colony needed, boring as it was, was a new, interesting drug.

   The girls (including Nikki) could hardly contain their excitement. 
Anxious for the school day to end, the girls dispersed to their next class.



   Smoking griffo pheromones was all Nikki could think about the rest of
the day.  Now that she had decided she was going to do it, she could hardly
wait.  Thus, she found herself more tempted when the group of boys that had
offered her some before cornered her again between her fifth and last
class.

   "We're leaving early," the lead boy said.  "Why don't you come with us?"

   "I'm going over to Cynthia's after school," Nikki said.

   "Cynthia Stout?  You girls don't even like her!"

   "She's the only one whose parents won't be home until late."

   "Come on," he said, very friendly like, "we'll smoke some pheromones. 
We'll have you back here before the last bell rings."

   "No," Nikki said, "I just can't." But she wanted to.

   "Are you sure?" The boy dug around in his pocket and pulled out a small
lump wrapped in plastic wrap.  "I got it fresh this morning."

   Nikki felt drawn to it.  It was in the boy's fingers, and she found
herself drawn to his fingers.  She wanted to touch her lips to them.

   "Come on," the boy said.  "It'll be fun."

   "Fun..." Nikki whispered, unable to pull her eyes from the pheromones.

   "Smell it," he said and put it right to her nose.  Nikki did not pull
away.  Actually, she closed her eyes and inhaled a long, deep whiff of the
scent.  The smell of the boy's sweat mingled with the aroma of the
pheromones.  It smelled really good.

   "Come with us," the boy asked her again.  This time, Nikki said okay. 
She seemed oblivious to having said anything, but followed readily enough.

   But, as they were sneaking off campus, they got busted.  It was Mr. 
Dawson, the Vice-Principal, who caught them.

   Usually a real ball buster, he melted before Nikki's heartfelt apology.
It wasn't fear of punishment that prompted it.  Nikki felt horrible for
betraying Mr.  Dawson's trust, for disappointing him.  His opinion was
overwhelmingly important to her.  She hugged him and cried against his
chest and begged him to forgive her.

   "Go back to class," he told her gently, hiding his erection with a
folder.  He gave the boys detentions.

   Nikki did exactly as he said, was pleased to do so.  It felt so sexy
being obedient.

   In class, Nikki continued being obedient.  When the teacher told them to
read the chapter silently, she did it, even though she was the only one. 
Everyone else was whispering and passing notes.  Nikki did the busy work
she knew the teacher never checked too.  She liked doing what she was told.
Being a good girl made her wet.



   When the bell rang, Nikki left class as if in a fog.  She waited out
front for the girls like she was supposed to.

   Supposed to.

   The thought of doing as she was supposed to excited her.  The thought of
getting excited by the thought of doing as she was supposed to excited her
even more.  The griffo pheromones were changing her, making her like this,
and here she was planning to smoke more.  And why?  Because her friends
wanted her to.

   Nikki couldn't wait.

   Then, she saw them.  They approached her as a group, and she wondered
where they had met up, and why they had told her to meet them here if they
were all meeting somewhere else first.

   "Come on," Julie said, and Nikki went with them to Cynthia's.



   At Cynthia's, Julie withdrew a medicine bottle of griffo pheromones from
her purse.

   "Wow!  How did you get so much?" Nikki asked.  She was amazed and
nervous.  She had a feeling before the afternoon was over she'd end up
smoking it all.  She knew she should go home.  It was the only good
decision she could make right now.

   She tried to do the right thing.  "I shouldn't do this," she said.  "I
should go."

   "No!" the girls protested.

   Nikki was on the spot.

   "You said you'd do it," Cynthia said.

   That's right.  Nikki had committed herself.

   "Come on," Julie said.  "Smoke a little bit.  We just want to see what
it's like."

   "I shouldn't," Nikki said, but her voice was weak.  It was hard to
resist the group pressure, especially with her head so foggy.

   "A little won't hurt," Tara said with such conviction that she was
surely right.  Nikki felt the tingle in the upper part of her nose before
she actually smelled anything.  Julie had twisted off the cap and was
packing a pipe bowl with leaf and pheromone.  Nikki's mouth started to
water.

   "I shouldn't," she said again, but to no one in particular.  There was
absolutely no resistance in her voice.

   Julie, her friend since Earth, passed Nikki the pipe and a lighter. 
Everyone was watching her.  Nikki put the pipe to her mouth, lit the bowl
and sucked.  Like before, she had to suck really hard to get the bowl to
ignite.  Finally, it caught.  The smoke was harsh and her lungs were full
of it.

   Nikki coughed, but instead of giving her throat time to recover,
immediately sucked off another hit.  Five more fast, then she was coughing
and squirming around on the floor, grinning like an idiot.

   "I want to try it next," Julie said.  She pried the pipe from Nikki's
trembling hands, wiped the slobber off on Nikki's shirt and re-packed it.

   "Here goes nothing," Julie said, a little nervous.  She emptied the bowl
in less than a minute.  Soon, she was rolling around on the carpet too.

   Cynthia (the lesbian) sat beside them and rubbed their heads, pulling
her fingers through their hair.  Both Nikki and Julie rubbed up against her
like friendly kittens.

   Tara hit the bowl next.  Now there was a puddle of girls on the floor,
squirming around, cuddling and grinning so wide their faces ached (in a
pleasurable way).

   There was a knock on the door.  Cynthia, the only sober one, was the
only one to notice.  She went to it.

   It was the group of boys that had tried to get Nikki to smoke with them,
free from detention.

   "What are you guys doing here?" Cynthia asked.  She was not pleased to
see them.

   "We're here for Nikki," the lead boy said.  "She said she was coming
here."

   "She told you to come here?"

   "Yep," the boy said.

   This irritated Cynthia to no end.  Nikki had no right to invite people
over to her house without asking.

   "Wait here," Cynthia said.  "I'll get her."

   Cynthia went back in the house, "Nikki, did you invite Rick and his
friends to my house?"

   Nikki didn't seem to have heard, so Cynthia repeated herself loudly in
Nikki's face, "Did you invite Rick and his friends to come over here?"

   "Rick and his friends are here?" Nikki seemed thrilled, which was answer
enough for Cynthia.  Cynthia pulled Nikki to her feet, "Come on, they want
to talk to you."

   Nikki was very happy to be led, and was ecstatic to see the boys.

   "Why don't you go with them?" Cynthia suggested, closing the door with
Nikki outside.

   Cynthia went back to the giggling girls on her floor.  They were more
aware of their surroundings now than they had been a moment ago.

   "Where's Nikki?" Julie asked.  She was caressing Tara's head, which was
in her lap.

   "She went with Rick and his friends," Cynthia said.

   "We were supposed to watch her," Julie giggled.

   "I want to see Rick and his friends," Tara giggled.  "I want to see them
naked."

   They struggled to stand and holding each other up, made their way to the
front door.  When they opened it up, nobody was there.

   "Come back inside," Cynthia suggested.  "It'd feel really good if we all
gave each other massages."

   Julie and Tara were grinning, grinning, grinning.

   "Come into my room and we'll get those clothes off."

   They followed her, not too clear on what was about to happen, but eager
to please.  Cynthia got them to her bedroom and undressed them and herself.
All the girls looked tremendously pleased by what was happening.

   Tara's younger brother was Billy's best friend, and they were all
gossips, so everyone knew the effects of the pheromones administered
orally. Cynthia wanted to see that effect for herself.

   She dipped her finger into the medicine bottle and rubbed a dab on
Julie's lips.  "Taste this," she said.  Julie licked her lips, liked what
she tasted and chased after Cynthia's finger with her mouth.

   "You're so cute," Cynthia told her.

   "I want to taste too," Tara said.

   Julie sucked on Cynthia's one finger, and Tara on one of her others. 
Both girls seemed to really be enjoying themselves.  Cynthia was curious to
try the pheromones too, but wasn't ready to surrender control over her two
pretty girls.

   She wiped the pheromones strategically on her skin, smears on her
nipples, a dab on her clit.  It tingled on her skin like Vicks Vapor Rub,
and Cynthia felt a wave of euphoria.  That feeling of pleasure increased as
Julie and Tara sucked at the pheromones all over her body.

   After a while, Cynthia was sure they'd sucked all the pheromones off. 
Yet, they didn't seem to realize it.  Their mouths were relentless and
enthusiastic.

   Cynthia began to sense the pheromones affecting her more strongly.  Her
thinking was becoming fuzzy, yet she was still the most clear-headed of the
bunch.

   But she wasn't thinking THAT clearly...

   Really getting the party started seemed like an absolutely flawless
idea. Cynthia decided to rub griffo pheromones everywhere, all over the two
girls and herself.  She applied it to all the sensitive places first, like
their breasts, necks, vaginas, lips and assholes, then dabbed smears all
over them at random.  Let them discover these spots by trial and error, she
decided, licking each other wildly.

   Cynthia then took Julie's nipple into her mouth, tasted the griffo
pheromones she'd applied there, and joined the party.



   In the meantime, off in the woods, Nikki was entertaining four boys. 
Nothing had happened yet, but everything was about to.  Nikki couldn't
believe herself.  She was acting like such a little bimbo, hanging all over
Rick and letting the others touch her anywhere.

   They were all so handsome, she thought to herself, then heard herself
telling them.  Rick said their parents bred them that way, and Nikki
laughed - a bimbo's laugh - and twirled her hair between her fingers.  Rick
was so clever, she thought, and he was the alpha male, the leader of the
pack, the one everyone deferred to.

   Nikki deferred to everybody.  It made her so happy to please others. 
She belonged to all of them, and to Rick most of all.

   Rick was wonderful.  She was his, had always been his, would always be
his, loved being his.  It felt exactly perfect belonging to him.  Nikki
loved everyone, and loved Rick most of all.

   Rick pulled out his little bag of griffo pheromones now and dangled it
before her face.  "What's the best way to get this into your system?" he
asked her.

   "Put some on your dick," she said, happily, "and let me suck it."

   The boys all looked at each other.  A couple laughed.  Just a few days
ago, Nikki had been completely unapproachable.  Now she was asking to suck
Rick's dick.

   Rick rubbed some all over his penis and Nikki gobbled him up greedily.
This is Heaven, she thought, sucking and sucking and swallowing the saliva
and pheromones as they built up in her mouth.  With each swallow, she felt
herself falling more for him.

   Nikki felt one of the others unbutton her pants and pull them down.  She
kicked off her shoes to make it easier for him.  Then, her panties... 
gone. She didn't even care where they went.

   Then, oh god, dick...  She felt her wet pussy fill with dick and moaned
all over Rick's huge cock.  Saliva dripped down her chin and Rick's balls.
From the noise he made, she could tell he liked it.

   Rick slid his fingers through Nikki's hair and gripped it firmly.  It
was exciting to her, being in his strong hands.  Nikki didn't have a lot of
blowjob experience, but was thrilled doing it.  She performed for him,
looking up into his eyes so he could see how she cherished him.  She made
noises for him.  She rubbed his dick against the soft skin of her face,
making her cheek moist with her saliva and his pre-cum.  She convinced him
to cum in her mouth, and lovingly swallowed every salty throatful.

   Then, she worked at sucking him hard again.  One of the other boys had
already shot his load into her pussy and she could feel the next one
getting ready.  It was Rick's cum she wanted though.  She wanted it all the
time, knew she could never get enough of it.

   She felt the next boy speeding up, getting ready to fill her slippery
sex with even more of their magnificent cum.  He was slamming into her with
a wop wop wop and holding her hips so tight it hurt.  Oh, but the hurt was
fantastic because it was from his excitement.  She couldn't wait to feel
him ejaculate inside her.

   Nikki looked up at Rick, jerked him off so she could talk to him.  "It's
your cum I want inside me," she whispered.  "I want you to mark me as your
territory.  I need to be stuffed full of your hard, beautiful dick.  I want
you to fill me with your sticky, delicious seed until I'm fit to burst."

   "Okay," Rick said.

   That moment, whichever boy fucking her now came.  Nikki cried out in
pleasure and the next boy pushed the other out of the way for his turn.

   "No," Rick said.  "She's mine next."

   The boy was about to complain, but Nikki immediately began sucking him
off.  All grievances were forgotten.

   She felt Rick enter her.  It was like the sword and the stone, except
this stone was her soft, wet pussy.  Now Nikki knew for sure: she and Rick
were meant to be together forever.  He was her king.

   The boy who'd lost his place in line came in her mouth quickly and it
was so fulfilling swallowing it.  Nikki decided cum was her new favorite
flavor.  She'd have to have it all the time from now on.

   She was proud of herself for sucking Rick to orgasm before he fucked
her. She wanted this to last as long as it possibly could, till they were
both dead from dehydration, if he was willing to keep her happy that long.
She met her pussy to his hard cock again and again, trying to deserve his
lust.  She forgot Billy and Mr.  Marshall and the other boys that had
fucked her.  Rick's was the only dick worth remembering.  The feeling of it
burnt into her mind.  It was her latest addiction, and she was sure it
would endure as long as she lived.

   Nikki felt him getting ready, felt his hard dick become even harder,
harder than wood, than steel, than stone.  He felt gigantic pushing her
apart, spreading her open, sliding in and out in the cum of his friends. 
And then, he came and it was like God himself cumming inside her.  She
cried in pleasure, sobbed with joy, and loved him forever in that moment.

   Rick fell on top of her and Nikki was only too glad to be his cushion.
Though it cramped her neck, she turned her head to kiss him.  She didn't
know if he'd kiss her back, not after her lips had sucked off his friend,
but he made out with her hard and furious.  Nikki was so grateful for it.

   After they rested, he climbed off from her, sliding out of her sopping,
used pussy, leaving her so empty and desperate for him.  She hugged him and
kissed him and pushed her crotch up against his leg.  It was her plea for
more.  Her pubic hair was sticky with semen.

   Then, she smelled it again, the pheromones, her pussy, the cum of all
those amazing boys.  It made her dizzy, and she knew it was going to be
just like last time with Mr.  Marshall.

   "Rick..." she whispered.  She thought she was trying to warn him, but
that wasn't the tone she used.  It sounded like she wanted seconds.  Well,
no, not seconds.  Technically, sixths...

   Suddenly, a blur fell out of the branches above and landed on top of one
of the boys.  There was a quick crunching sound, then another blur.  Nikki
noticed the boy that had been landed upon was now missing his head.

   The creature was on top of the next boy now.

   Nikki could hear snapping noises as the beast tore pieces from the boy's
back.  She noticed with regret that it was the boy who hadn't gotten to cum
inside her.  Now that he was being eaten, Nikki felt kind of bad about
that.

   Nikki felt Rick grab her wrist and pull her to her feet.  Next thing,
they were running through the forest back to town.  There were sounds
behind them, sounds of struggle or slaughter or them being chased.  Nikki
couldn't tell, as she never looked back.



   They locked themselves in Rick's house and from there, called the
police. Rick did his best to describe what they had seen and what had
happened, but it was hard to be coherent with Nikki sucking his dick.  The
girl was insatiable!

   Just then, there was a smack against the door and a howl outside.  Rick
froze and even Nikki stopped, but only for a second.

   Rick pulled away from her and Nikki looked like she was going to cry. 
"Wait here," he told her.

   Rick crept to the door and peeked out through the peephole.  He almost
shit his pants.  It was a griffo.

   Nikki was thrilled when Rick returned to her.  She was single-minded and
went right back to where she'd left off.  She could do this forever, would
never get enough from it, er, of it...

   Was this the same girl who had only a few days ago been afraid of boys
and sex and pregnancy?  Who had refused to let the colony use her for her
body?

   She felt silly about all that now.  This was her place.  Nikki
understood that now.

   The griffo bashed in the door.  They heard it burst open.  Nikki tried
her best to ignore it, and when Rick started to move, she did her best to
hold his interest by sucking him off even more frantically.  Rick struggled
to pull away, but the scent of Nikki was strong and it was difficult for
him to resist her.

   The griffo was in the room with them.  It had a heavy smell to it, a
smell Nikki recognized...  She lost interest in Rick and glanced up at the
powerful animal.  It looked like a scaly tiger, but had a very human face.
No, not a human face...  human expressions.

   It was grinning.

   Nikki felt drawn to it, lured in by its scent.  She hardly even noticed
that it seemed to be all teeth.  She left Rick and moved toward it, closer,
pulled in by its delicious smell.

   Then she noticed its dick, thick and hard and red.

   The griffo, Nikki realized, was what she had been searching for all
along.  This was her dominant male, the one she belonged to.  She felt so
giddy, floaty, delighted that he had finally found her.  Her shirt was the
only clothing she had on and she took it off.

   The griffo watched her like it meant to eat her.  Nikki considered this,
but was glad to be its nourishment, if that's what it wanted.  Her only
value was in her ability to give it anything it wanted.

   "Nikki, get away from it," Rick called.  She didn't even look back at
him.  She couldn't pull her eyes away from the griffo.  Nikki needed to be
even closer to it...

   She heard a gunshot behind her, but her griffo was unharmed.  Nikki knew
it was a warning shot, that Rick couldn't shoot it because she was blocking
the shot.  She turned to him.

   "Put the gun away," she whispered.  Rick seemed confused.  He lowered
the gun, but only a little.

   From behind, Nikki felt the griffo pounce on her and throw her down by
her shoulders.  It was forceful, and Nikki was immediately ready for it. 
She pushed her little ass up into the air and felt its dick slap against
her ass.  It thrusted up against her, up and down the crack of Nikki's ass,
teasing her, missing her pussy completely.  Nikki moaned longingly, and
raised her ass to it even higher.  Rick watched in horror.

   Then, slip, it was inside her, pumping like a jackhammer, pounding her
eager pussy, pushing her into utter mindless ecstasy.

   It took Rick a minute to act.  When he did, finally, his message was
clear.  He shot the thing twice in the shoulder.  The griffo howled in
pain, throwing its head back and toppling onto its side.  Rick was about to
fire again, but Nikki threw herself at him, pounding on him with her tiny,
girl fists.  Rick was afraid of shooting her by accident, and dropped the
gun.  He tried to grab Nikki, to hold her steady, but her body was slippery
with griffo pheromones.  Everywhere their skin had touched, Nikki was slick
with the beast's pheromones.  He couldn't get a firm grip on her.

   Suddenly, Rick felt a weight pushing Nikki into him.  It was the griffo.
It had gotten up on its hind legs and was fucking her again.  Nikki's eyes
rolled into the back of her head.  She squealed in pleasure.

   The pheromone cloud was thick around them.  A lot of it was coming from
Nikki.  Even more was coming from the animal fucking Nikki.

   It was becoming difficult to stand.  Nikki held onto Rick for support
and he kissed her passionately.  Soon, he was on his knees, sucking her
clit while the griffo fucked her.  Nikki held onto his shoulders to keep
from falling over.  She was delirious with joy.

   Now she felt the monster getting ready to fill her with its cum.  Its
already massive dick swelled even larger, throbbing to what felt like
double in size, then bam, it was cumming, fucking her furiously.  She could
feel its semen melting from inside her, running down her inner thighs. 
Nikki felt ready to pass out and wanted to pass out with its perfect dick
hot inside her.

   But then it withdrew from her, leaving her sex empty.  Nikki ached for
him.  She needed him to keep her full.

   The griffo turned toward the door, then glanced back at her.  It was an
invitation.  Nikki eased her crotch from Rick's face.  He tried to follow
it with his mouth, but was in no condition to put up much effort.  Rick was
shivering.

   Nikki walked after the griffo and it slowed for her.  They went off into
the woods together.

   Nikki was never seen by the colony again.  There was speculation though.
Nikki's parents held onto hopes that the pheromones would wear off and
Nikki would find her way home.  Rick held no such illusions.  Nikki's was
the griffo's bitch now, and as long as she was in its proximity, her head
would never clear.  She'd spend the rest of her life in a pheromone cloud.
   Well, Rick thought, there was always Cynthia, Julie and Tara...