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10-25-2007, 04:11 PM
The Initiative & Confrontation by Dark Genesis (dante_dd@hotmail.com)
After a very suspicious few days in Scotland, Michelle Trachtenberg had certified that one of Hollywood's most beautiful actresses, was a full blown monster. What she had witnessed, was too much to be the work of a human being, so she had started her own investigations to nail this bitch before any innocent bystanders would get killed. Natalie Portman's games had gone too far and Michelle was going to put an end to them, unfortunately Michelle had less influence than Natalie, so getting help proved to be quite difficult...
"OK, now you understand what to do?"
"Well yeah, I'm not that stupid..."
"Once you get into that room, look for a family tree, or something... and make sure that Natalie doesn't hear about this."
"I've got it! OK? And you make sure that you get Sarah off my back for good!"
"Consider it done."
Negotiation's between Michelle and another woman were enclosed, and the woman walked down the street, into a tall building. Michelle made sure that the woman got inside and then retreated to the woman's apartment. After a few minutes, in the 31st floor of the building...
"What was the result of your little vacation?" Asked a man from the girl sitting at the end of a table. "4... well it was actually more about 3½, there's still a problem with one of them, she resisted." Sarah Michelle Gellar reported.
"But the boss was satisfied?"
"Yeah, I guess..."
The door opened and Alyssa Milano stepped in. "Sorry that I'm late, too much traffic."
"That's fine, we were just about to get to you."
Alyssa sat down. In the room, there were 4 actresses, one security guard and an executive, the actresses were Sarah Michelle Gellar, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Alyssa Milano and Sandra Bullock.
As Sarah had just returned from Scotland, she had to inform many people of the incident, that they wouldn't be left out of the loop. It was crucial that all the people were notified, the ones who heard it should pass it on to the rest until everyone knows, this made it a lot easier to pick targets.
Jennifer had just finished her new movie, ready to invest herself into other projects.
Alyssa's latest season of Charmed was done, but she wasn't going to start vamping people just yet, she wanted a little break from work.
And there was Sandra, who had become one of the heads of the 'Organization', Nat was very careful who to let on the highest floors.
Although Nat had made pretty sure that there were no traitors in the company, there were some things that were more powerful than her charms...
The meeting ended and they all left the room to the hallway.
"Hey, aren't you coming down?" Asked Alyssa.
"No, I need to go to the bathroom, but I'll see you later?" Jennifer replied.
"Yeah... sure." Alyssa smiled to her and slowly grazed Jennifer's butt as she walked by her. Jennifer looked at her walking away, smiling softly. "Going to pee, Jenny? I gotta go too, if you'll just open your mouth..." Sarah laughed as she walked by her. "... Bitch..."
Sarah had been reminding her of the event they had a couple of years ago, they had gotten drunk and had the kind of sex that made both of them sick when they were sober. As everyone left the hall, Jennifer sneaked into the elevator and pushed the button for the highest floor.
The highest floor was only for 5 people; Nat, Sarah, Jennifer, Sandra and Dominique Swain. As the door opened, she went into the archives room. She started to look up Nat's personal files, but didn't find any. She knew that Nat and Dominique were in Scotland for a while and Sarah and Sandra were already heading for the nearest bar, so she had time. Finally she found something in Nat's closet. Multiple IDs... with different photos, information... different persons.
Jennifer walked out to the street and headed for her apartment. Michelle was laying low there, until she'd know what was going on. She arrived at the penthouse and walked in. She was about to call out Michelle, but she saw clothes on the floor. They weren't Michelle's, a blue top, black pants, a black bra, not exactly Michelle's cup... and a thong, also black. She knew who was there, but tried to look for Michelle first. She walked into the bedroom and saw something move under the bed.
"What is she doing here?" Jennifer whispered.
"How should I know? Get rid of her!" Michelle whispered back from under the bed. Jennifer threw the copies of the files on the bed and went back into the livingroom. Someone put some music on, slow and silky music, perfect for getting a little sidetracked. "Hey, Jennifer!"
Jennifer turned around to look at Alyssa, only in a towel wrapped around her.
"I took a shower, since you took your time..."
"What are you doing here?" Asked Jennifer and started to pick up Alyssa's clothes off the floor. Alyssa looked disappointed and the smile left her face. "... I thought that..."
"We have a clear job to do, it really doesn't leave us much time, does it?"
Alyssa sat on the couch and looked at Jennifer. "Don't you find me attractive?"
Jennifer sighed and looked at her. "I do, it's just that..." She didn't get to finish her sentence as Alyssa removed the towel, revealing all that she was. Jennifer couldn't do anything, but look at Alyssa's beautiful body, full soft thighs... her curvy hip, with the sexy tummy and the navel in the middle... the most beautfiful breasts she had ever seen, slmost as big as hers, so soft, so big, hard nipples making them just perfect... and the wet pussy, the gorgeous pussy, decorated with tidy brown pubic hair.
Alyssa's smile returned on her face as Jennifer didn't even notice that she herself was smiling. "... Say something, please."
"... Umm... no."
"No?"
"No... I mean no! No... I mean... yes."
They heard someone come up the elevator. Alyssa quickly wrapped the towel around her. "Who the hell is it? No one has the key but me and..." Jennifer thought. The door opened and a man walked in. "My love! Where are you?"
Jennifer recognized it, he wasn't looking for her she was looking for Michelle. Jennifer rushed to him and gagged him with her hand. "OK, you really couldn't have come at a worse time, go home, and come later, OK?"
Damon shook his head. Jennifer slowly removed her hand. "Listen, I came here to fuck Michelle, and that means that I'm fucking Michelle." He whispered as he knew that Michelle shouldn't even be here. "No! Go home!"
"No way, Jen... I'm not leaving before I get some."
Jennifer sighed and glanced at Alyssa, standing there, looking at them. She realized something, if Damon wasn't going to leave, there was just one thing that was going to make him leave, but they couldn't reveal Michelle. So...
"Come here..." Jennifer grabbed Damon and pulled him into the livingroom.
"What? Who's this guy?" Asked Alyssa.
"Alyssa, meet Damon, I was going to take care of him by myself, but now that you're here too, I thought that maybe..."
Damon realized what she was up to and couldn't be happier. Alyssa looked at him and looked at Jennifer. "Is he any good?"
"Oh yeah, he's good! Aren't you...?" Jennifer kind of asked him.
"Hell yeah, I'm good!" Damon exclaimed.
That was enough, Alyssa dropped her towel, and Jennifer removed her insignificant amount of clothing. Jennifer and Alyssa started kissing, sliding down on the sofa, while Damon started to remove his clothes. The girls french-kissed passioantely, wetting their lips and mouths completely with each others saliva. Damon started to jerk his cock, looking at the two girls with the most beautiful tits in all of Hollywood, kissing and groping each other. Their fingers slid into their pussies, making a wet sound while sliding in and out. Jennifer was on top of Alyssa, sticking her fingers into her pussy. Damon moved behind her, jerking the rock-hard cock until it reached Jennifer's pussylips. He rubbed the tip against Jennifer's clit, and her panting made him slide it inside her. Jennifer started to moan as Damon started to pound her pussy harder and harder. Jennifer was fingering Alyssa's pussy at the same pace as Damon was pounding her red, tight pussy, her other hand was rubbing Alyssa's right nipple, pinching it every once in a while, making Alyssa's breasts wriggle. Alyssa's hands were down, other hand rubbing Damon's balls, other rubbing Jennifer's clit. Jennifer's huge breasts were rocking back and forth above Alyssa, she just had to squeeze them hard, making Jennifer scream of pain and pleasure. Damon was pushing his cock as deep as he could, looking at the big ass that was starting to sweat. Not yet, he wasn't going to switch holes just yet, but he grabbed the ass, rubbing it hard. The cock inside Jennifer was pounding against her womb, she could feel the veins in the cock, rubbing her g-spot, making her cum. Her juices gushed out of her pussy, wetting Damon's balls and Alyssa's hands, that were back down again. The pussy was contracting around Damon's cock, Jennifer was grinning and moaning real hard. "Who's ass is this? Huh?" He slapped Jennifer's ass hard. "Uurrghh... it's my ass... GOD, IT'S MY ASS!" She moaned as her second orgasm approached. "Is it tight? Is it?" Damon yelled. "God yes... it's tight... GOD!!!" Jennifer yelled as her juices wetted Damon once again. He pulled away and wetted Jen's asshole with her pussyjuices. He slowly pushed it in, making Jennifer smile of pleasure, it didn't hurt at all. Damon started to move his cock back and forth in Jen's ass. "Oh shit... Oh fuck! Jesus, it's tight... your ass is so tight, Jennifer!" He moaned as Jennifer kept contracting her ass, to make Damon feel more pleasure. Alyssa reached down, taking Jen's juices on her fingers and stuck them into her mouth. Jennifer gave her a french-kiss, tasting herself in Alyssa's mouth. They were both squeezing each others breasts, squealing and grinning on the verge of an orgasm. Damon's pounding made Jennifer's big white sweaty ass wriggle, he could feel the sperm gathering inside him. "Oh god, Jennifer! I'm gonna cum!" He yelled and turned her around, her back leaning against Alyssa's breasts. Damon slapped his cock between Jen's tits and pushed them together. Damon pounded Jen's big tits with his cock, the sweat on the tits made it easy to slide between them. "Cum... please cum on my face..." Jennifer panted as she licked the tip of Damon's cock while he fucked her tits. "GOD! Here it comes!" The sperm wetted Jennifer's whole face, some of it going into her mouth, she swallowed it.
Damon collapsed on the other side of the sofa, looking exhausted. Jennifer got off Alyssa and wiped the rest of the sperm from her face and put it in her mouth.
"You didn't leave me any?" Asked Alyssa.
"There's plenty more where that came from... just give me a sec..." Damon panted, his cock getting soft again. "I hate long waits..."
Alyssa leaned in and took Damon's soft cock in her mouth. She dribbled all over it, sucking what was left of the last load of sperm. The warmth and wetness of Alyssa's mouth started to get Damon's cock hard again, Jennifer moved behind Alyssa, who had her ass in the air. She started licking her ass, while fingering her wet, swollen pussy. Alyssa jerked the cock with her hand, sucking the tip and making Damon moan. Alyssa moved up and wrapped her tits around Damon's cock. The cock was so wet of Alyssa's saliva that Damon felt like she was fucking Michelle in the ass. Alyssa moved her tits up and down with her hands, making the veiny cock harder than ever before. Alyssa moved even higher, setting Damon's cock slowly into her swollen pussy, almost as tight as Jennifer's ass. Jennifer was still licking Alyssa's butt, at times lowering down to lick Damon's balls, and covering them in drool. Alyssa set her tits on Damon's mouth and started to move back and forth. Damon took Alyssa's nipple in his mouth and bit it, while grabbing the other tit with his hand. Alyssa moaned as she felt her cumming right on Damon's cock, Jennifer licking it all off from him. Damon reached with his other hand, sticking his middle finger into Alyssa's ass. Her pussy was contracting around Damon's cock, sucking it like it was a mouth, her nipple that Damon was biting and sucking was all red, her ass was on fire, Jennifer rubbing it with her hands and licking Damon's balls. Damon felt himself gathering up again, starting to move his hips up and down faster and faster. "Oh... are you gonna make me cum? Huh? Do you want my juices on your long hard cock? Fuck me! Make me cum! Harder!" She came, all over his balls again. Jennifer couldn't keep up with her, some of it was flowing on the couch. "God! I'm cumming!" Damon yelled and Alyssa ripped herself down from Damon's cock, put it in her mouth and sucked it hard. She took it out and jerked it, until the hot semen bashed on her face.
Alyssa collapsed on Damon's cock, Jennifer on Alyssa's back, and Damon was too worn out to collapse.
"Too bad... Michelle didn't... participate... phew..." Gasped Damon.
Alyssa looked at Jennifer. "Michelle?"
"Oh... was I supposed to not say that?" Asked Damon.
After a couple of minutes and three showers later, Michelle explained the whole situation to all of them, about Nat, the children, the empire and the mansion. Damon was the only one who hadn't been there, but he seemed convinced.
"Wait a sec, does this mean that I'm incapable of picking up a celeb from the street and screwing her?"
"No, you nailed me and Claire way before we went to the mansion, you've still got it." Said Michelle.
"OK, I'm cool..."
"I still don't get it, why would she do this? And moreover, what's the harm in this?" Asked Alyssa.
"The harm is, that Kirsten almost died and I'm sure that Eliza was dead for a minute too. It's some psychopathic game she likes to play..."
"Who are involved in this?" Asked Jennifer.
"I suppose... most of Hollywood's actresses... and the Cravens."
Alyssa got up from the couch. "So... what do you want us to do about it?"
"I don't know yet... I guess the answer is in these files..."
As she looked at the papers, all she saw was old passports and photos. "Was this all?"
Jennifer nodded, Michelle looked them through and put them on the table. Everyone was quiet. Michelle kept staring at the picture on top of the stack.
"... Well?" Asked Damon.
"... All these people have died considerably young, 20-30 years old. If Nat keeps switching bodies, we should be able to kill her by killing every single..."
"Hold on a sec, I'm not killing anybody!" Exclaimed Jennifer.
"It's the only way to stop her!"
"Is it?"
Jennifer looked at Michelle who frowned on that question. "What? There's something... tell us what it is."
"I-It's nothing... Nat was talking about that I'm the only one who can turn her into a human... I mean, that's crazy, right?"
"Why you? Why not someone else?" Asked Damon.
"She thinks I'm the same as her... her lost sister or something... she thinks I'm not human, and by screwing each other, we can make both of us human again..."
"Then why won't you just fuck her?" Pressed Jennifer.
"There's something weird about her... like I said, she's not human... I couldn't do it..."
"Well if the options are to fuck or to kill, go do her, right now!" Shouted Alyssa.
"She does have a point, Michelle... if she'll stop this nonsense right there, we can relax about it, everyone can relax." Said Damon.
"But she might not, it would be good for nothing."
A couple of days after, Michelle woke up in her apartment. As she went into the bathroom someone entered the apartment. She put her bathrobe on and went to see who it was.
"Hi honey, I'm home!" Nat yelled from the livingroom.
"Oh, shit..." Cursed Michelle and went back into the bathroom. "Are you taking a shower? Can I watch?"
"NO! You can't watch!"
"Cunt-teaser..."
After a few minutes Michelle came out of the bedroom, fully dressed. Nat was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"No porn-channels?"
"No porn-channels."
Nat got up from the couch and walked in front of Michelle. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened before, I was a bit cranky. Having kids does that to you. Forgive me?"
"Is that why you came here? To apologize?" Michelle rolled her eyes and walked to the TV and turned it off. "Is that so hard to believe? Do you think I'm that mean?"
"Yes! I know you are!" Said Michelle and walked out, Nat following her. "You're wrong, I'm not like that..."
Michelle stopped and faced Nat. "Really? Eliza died, didn't she?" "She had it coming! Besides, she's fine now, I made sure personally."
Michelle kept walking but Nat cut her off. "Too much power does that to you! I haven't had a vacation in years! But I got someone to take care of my businesses for a while... look, can we just talk? Please?"
Michelle looked at her and saw that she was serious.
After a few minutes in a nearby bar...
"... So, after I got him to give over the ownership of the building, I moved all my belongings there... back when it was just me, Dominique and Sarah... we did every job together, until we needed to get more people, and a lot faster."
"Sarah was one of the first ones?"
"Yeah, after that came Jennifer... but I think she's getting a little tired of this... but not to worry, once we have every female star of Hollywood under our control, and we can do exactly what we want..."
"Right..."
Nat looked at Michelle, who was frowning. "Oh, sorry about that, I always get carried away... anyways, if you have something to say regarding us, say it to Dominique. She's in charge."
"Look... it's just... the only reason I won't sleep with you, is that I'm afraid what'll happen... you say that we'll become human, but what if you won't stop this? What if you keep torturing people like this?"
Nat looked at her, looking very sad. "I screwed up our relationship, I know... but we aren't hurting anyone! Eliza was a mistake, I know... but I did it only to show you! I'm the only one who can help you!"
Michelle shook her head and Nat sighed. "You must think I'm a monster now... but this is what they've always wanted! They've just been too afraid to even say it!"
Michelle got up and headed out, with Natalie behind her. "You have a real problem with denial, you know that? I'm everything you've ever wanted, you can't deny it! All I've given people is the courage to be all they can be!"
Michelle stopped and was quiet for while... she turned around and walked to Natalie. "I think... you're everything I need and want... in every sense of the word, but... I just can't trust you." Nat froze at that point, with Michelle walking away from her. She stood there for a while, and then smiled. "Fine... have it your way... but I'm still gonna win."
The next night, Michelle was having a drink with Alyssa in a club.
"So, what are you gonna do about her?" Asked Alyssa.
"Nothing. But I'm gonna do someone, or I'll blow up or something... I just need to find someone who's not in the 'Organization'."
They looked around but didn't seem to spot anyone. "Looks like you'll have to settle for a guy, then..."
Michelle spotted a guy sitting in a table.
"Got it, I'll see you later."
A few minutes later in the alley behind the club.
"You'd better fuck me good, 'cause I haven't got any in a few days..."
"Oh, yeah, you're a hot bitch ain't ya!"
Michelle was just about to lower down, but the guy pulled him up. "Not here, let's go a bit more here..." He pulled her deeper into the alley.
"Right here..."
Michelle felt someone grabbing her and she let out a scream. "Don't scream and you'll feel a lot better." The female voice behind her said. Michelle turned around and saw a familiar face staring at her. "What do you want?" Asked Michelle. "Oh, come on... the IDs, where did you put them?" Asked Sandra as she approached the girl. Michelle tried to get away but the guy behind her stopped her. "Now, be a good girl for Sandy, won't you? Tell me where those IDs are."
"I won't tell you anything!" Michelle exclaimed and Sandra sighed. The guy pulled a knife from his pocket and cut Michelle's miniskirt in half. "Tell me, the location of the..." Sandra didn't get to finish her sentence when Michelle spat on her face. Sandra wiped it and tasted it. "Mmm... a martini, was it?" The guy pushed Michelle against Sandra, who opened her jacket, revealing her bare chest. "Dominique's orders, were to extract the information from the girl, and if not the information, then something else..." The guy cut Michelle's panties off too.
"This is the last chance, tell me where the IDs are, and you won't get hurt. See this guy over here, he knows how to make sex very painful for you and very enjoyable for him and me, you'll probably bleed to death if you don't help us."
"Try it... I've been fucked in a way that causes more pain than anything, you can try your best, but you're not getting those IDs."
The cock forced itself into Michelle's ass, without any lubricant. Sandra grabbed the girl's hair and forced her head against her breasts. The guy pounded his cock inside the little girl's small ass, he was ripping the walls of her rectum causing it to bleed. But Michelle didn't react to the pain, she woudn't give them the pleasure to see her in agony, instead she bit Sandra's nipple, causing her to scream.
"Oh yeah! You're a horny little whore, aren't you? You like to be called whore don't you?"
With a burst of anger, Michelle ripped Sandra's pants open, stuck her fingers into her pussy and lifted her up from the ground. "... Fuck yeah! You're really into this, aren't you?" Sandra moaned as she felt her pussy being almost ripped apart by Michelle. Blood was dripping out of Michelle's ass, running down her thighs and eventually on the ground. The guy was groaning from the pleasure Michelle's butt was giving him, her struggling and her useless attempts to hurt his cock by contracting her ass were only turning him on, more and more.
Sandra's tears were running down her cheeks, the pain begun to feel unbearable, Michelle tried to make them stop, but the attempt was useless. The guy started to pant even harder, he pulled his cock out of the girl and turned her around, pushing her on her knees, sticking his cock into Michelle's mouth. Sandra watched and fingered herself when Michelle tried to cough the cock out of her mouth, but the guy was fucking it and her head was against Sandra. Michelle's cheeks turned red as the guy yelled in pleasure and took the cock out, jerking it with his hand. The hot load of sperm flew on Michelle's face, she immediately started to wipe it off.
The guy and Sandra backed off, a limo pulled into the alley. "This will continue, if you don't return the IDs."
Sandra and the guy entered the limo and it returned to the street, leaving Michelle in the alley all alone.
The next day, Michelle went back to Jennifer's apartment. She saw no one there, but the IDs were still on the table. Michelle sat on the couch, staring at the papers, thinking what to do. Jennifer walked to the couch, looking like she just cried. "What? Did something happen?" Asked Michelle.
Jennifer sat on the couch, sobbing. "Alyssa... she's..." Michelle looked into her eyes... she didn't need to say it. They both ended up crying in each others arms, for the rest of the day.
Alyssa's funeral was in a week. Her relatives, her friends, the heads of the 'Organization' were present. The day was sunny, without a cloud in the sky. Michelle looked at Natalie, who was looking sad, but she knew... somehow Natalie was responsible and she would pay...
The next day, in the 31st floor of the HQ of the 'Organization'...
"OK, it seems that Jennifer didn't report in today... that means that we're coming apart, something needs to be done, don't you think?" Informed Dominique, to the rest of the heads.
"I haven't seen Damon for a long time either, he's not usually like that." Noted Sarah.
"Uhuh, and who do we have to thank for this?" Asked Dominique.
Suddenly Natalie rushed into the room and Dominique stood up. "Nat? Shouldn't you be resting now?"
Nat looked very angry, looking at Dominique. "Killing Alyssa was not your call! Before you do something like that, you check with me first!" She yelled, leaving everyone in the room very scared. "I thought that it was in our best interest to take care of the problem immediately, besides... she's being rejuvenated in the basement as we speak, she'll be up and running in..."
"No! You can't take care of these things by getting rid of the person! Your incompetency is beginning to anger me!"
Dominique looked at Nat, sighed and sat back down. "Look... I'm sorry, alright?"
Nat looked at the rest of the heads suspiciously. "... I want my position back, you can return to yours."
Everyone looked at Dominique, who looked shocked. "No, I'm really sorry... Alyssa was a mistake... besides, you need to rest. You said it yourself, right? I won't do any big decisions without your consent anymore."
Nat looked at Dominique, sensing something weird about the situation. "... OK, then... you remain as the director... for now."
She stormed out, leaving the heads stunned and relieved into the room. Dominique was looking the most thoughtful, was she right, or out of it?
After a very suspicious few days in Scotland, Michelle Trachtenberg had certified that one of Hollywood's most beautiful actresses, was a full blown monster. What she had witnessed, was too much to be the work of a human being, so she had started her own investigations to nail this bitch before any innocent bystanders would get killed. Natalie Portman's games had gone too far and Michelle was going to put an end to them, unfortunately Michelle had less influence than Natalie, so getting help proved to be quite difficult...
"OK, now you understand what to do?"
"Well yeah, I'm not that stupid..."
"Once you get into that room, look for a family tree, or something... and make sure that Natalie doesn't hear about this."
"I've got it! OK? And you make sure that you get Sarah off my back for good!"
"Consider it done."
Negotiation's between Michelle and another woman were enclosed, and the woman walked down the street, into a tall building. Michelle made sure that the woman got inside and then retreated to the woman's apartment. After a few minutes, in the 31st floor of the building...
"What was the result of your little vacation?" Asked a man from the girl sitting at the end of a table. "4... well it was actually more about 3½, there's still a problem with one of them, she resisted." Sarah Michelle Gellar reported.
"But the boss was satisfied?"
"Yeah, I guess..."
The door opened and Alyssa Milano stepped in. "Sorry that I'm late, too much traffic."
"That's fine, we were just about to get to you."
Alyssa sat down. In the room, there were 4 actresses, one security guard and an executive, the actresses were Sarah Michelle Gellar, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Alyssa Milano and Sandra Bullock.
As Sarah had just returned from Scotland, she had to inform many people of the incident, that they wouldn't be left out of the loop. It was crucial that all the people were notified, the ones who heard it should pass it on to the rest until everyone knows, this made it a lot easier to pick targets.
Jennifer had just finished her new movie, ready to invest herself into other projects.
Alyssa's latest season of Charmed was done, but she wasn't going to start vamping people just yet, she wanted a little break from work.
And there was Sandra, who had become one of the heads of the 'Organization', Nat was very careful who to let on the highest floors.
Although Nat had made pretty sure that there were no traitors in the company, there were some things that were more powerful than her charms...
The meeting ended and they all left the room to the hallway.
"Hey, aren't you coming down?" Asked Alyssa.
"No, I need to go to the bathroom, but I'll see you later?" Jennifer replied.
"Yeah... sure." Alyssa smiled to her and slowly grazed Jennifer's butt as she walked by her. Jennifer looked at her walking away, smiling softly. "Going to pee, Jenny? I gotta go too, if you'll just open your mouth..." Sarah laughed as she walked by her. "... Bitch..."
Sarah had been reminding her of the event they had a couple of years ago, they had gotten drunk and had the kind of sex that made both of them sick when they were sober. As everyone left the hall, Jennifer sneaked into the elevator and pushed the button for the highest floor.
The highest floor was only for 5 people; Nat, Sarah, Jennifer, Sandra and Dominique Swain. As the door opened, she went into the archives room. She started to look up Nat's personal files, but didn't find any. She knew that Nat and Dominique were in Scotland for a while and Sarah and Sandra were already heading for the nearest bar, so she had time. Finally she found something in Nat's closet. Multiple IDs... with different photos, information... different persons.
Jennifer walked out to the street and headed for her apartment. Michelle was laying low there, until she'd know what was going on. She arrived at the penthouse and walked in. She was about to call out Michelle, but she saw clothes on the floor. They weren't Michelle's, a blue top, black pants, a black bra, not exactly Michelle's cup... and a thong, also black. She knew who was there, but tried to look for Michelle first. She walked into the bedroom and saw something move under the bed.
"What is she doing here?" Jennifer whispered.
"How should I know? Get rid of her!" Michelle whispered back from under the bed. Jennifer threw the copies of the files on the bed and went back into the livingroom. Someone put some music on, slow and silky music, perfect for getting a little sidetracked. "Hey, Jennifer!"
Jennifer turned around to look at Alyssa, only in a towel wrapped around her.
"I took a shower, since you took your time..."
"What are you doing here?" Asked Jennifer and started to pick up Alyssa's clothes off the floor. Alyssa looked disappointed and the smile left her face. "... I thought that..."
"We have a clear job to do, it really doesn't leave us much time, does it?"
Alyssa sat on the couch and looked at Jennifer. "Don't you find me attractive?"
Jennifer sighed and looked at her. "I do, it's just that..." She didn't get to finish her sentence as Alyssa removed the towel, revealing all that she was. Jennifer couldn't do anything, but look at Alyssa's beautiful body, full soft thighs... her curvy hip, with the sexy tummy and the navel in the middle... the most beautfiful breasts she had ever seen, slmost as big as hers, so soft, so big, hard nipples making them just perfect... and the wet pussy, the gorgeous pussy, decorated with tidy brown pubic hair.
Alyssa's smile returned on her face as Jennifer didn't even notice that she herself was smiling. "... Say something, please."
"... Umm... no."
"No?"
"No... I mean no! No... I mean... yes."
They heard someone come up the elevator. Alyssa quickly wrapped the towel around her. "Who the hell is it? No one has the key but me and..." Jennifer thought. The door opened and a man walked in. "My love! Where are you?"
Jennifer recognized it, he wasn't looking for her she was looking for Michelle. Jennifer rushed to him and gagged him with her hand. "OK, you really couldn't have come at a worse time, go home, and come later, OK?"
Damon shook his head. Jennifer slowly removed her hand. "Listen, I came here to fuck Michelle, and that means that I'm fucking Michelle." He whispered as he knew that Michelle shouldn't even be here. "No! Go home!"
"No way, Jen... I'm not leaving before I get some."
Jennifer sighed and glanced at Alyssa, standing there, looking at them. She realized something, if Damon wasn't going to leave, there was just one thing that was going to make him leave, but they couldn't reveal Michelle. So...
"Come here..." Jennifer grabbed Damon and pulled him into the livingroom.
"What? Who's this guy?" Asked Alyssa.
"Alyssa, meet Damon, I was going to take care of him by myself, but now that you're here too, I thought that maybe..."
Damon realized what she was up to and couldn't be happier. Alyssa looked at him and looked at Jennifer. "Is he any good?"
"Oh yeah, he's good! Aren't you...?" Jennifer kind of asked him.
"Hell yeah, I'm good!" Damon exclaimed.
That was enough, Alyssa dropped her towel, and Jennifer removed her insignificant amount of clothing. Jennifer and Alyssa started kissing, sliding down on the sofa, while Damon started to remove his clothes. The girls french-kissed passioantely, wetting their lips and mouths completely with each others saliva. Damon started to jerk his cock, looking at the two girls with the most beautiful tits in all of Hollywood, kissing and groping each other. Their fingers slid into their pussies, making a wet sound while sliding in and out. Jennifer was on top of Alyssa, sticking her fingers into her pussy. Damon moved behind her, jerking the rock-hard cock until it reached Jennifer's pussylips. He rubbed the tip against Jennifer's clit, and her panting made him slide it inside her. Jennifer started to moan as Damon started to pound her pussy harder and harder. Jennifer was fingering Alyssa's pussy at the same pace as Damon was pounding her red, tight pussy, her other hand was rubbing Alyssa's right nipple, pinching it every once in a while, making Alyssa's breasts wriggle. Alyssa's hands were down, other hand rubbing Damon's balls, other rubbing Jennifer's clit. Jennifer's huge breasts were rocking back and forth above Alyssa, she just had to squeeze them hard, making Jennifer scream of pain and pleasure. Damon was pushing his cock as deep as he could, looking at the big ass that was starting to sweat. Not yet, he wasn't going to switch holes just yet, but he grabbed the ass, rubbing it hard. The cock inside Jennifer was pounding against her womb, she could feel the veins in the cock, rubbing her g-spot, making her cum. Her juices gushed out of her pussy, wetting Damon's balls and Alyssa's hands, that were back down again. The pussy was contracting around Damon's cock, Jennifer was grinning and moaning real hard. "Who's ass is this? Huh?" He slapped Jennifer's ass hard. "Uurrghh... it's my ass... GOD, IT'S MY ASS!" She moaned as her second orgasm approached. "Is it tight? Is it?" Damon yelled. "God yes... it's tight... GOD!!!" Jennifer yelled as her juices wetted Damon once again. He pulled away and wetted Jen's asshole with her pussyjuices. He slowly pushed it in, making Jennifer smile of pleasure, it didn't hurt at all. Damon started to move his cock back and forth in Jen's ass. "Oh shit... Oh fuck! Jesus, it's tight... your ass is so tight, Jennifer!" He moaned as Jennifer kept contracting her ass, to make Damon feel more pleasure. Alyssa reached down, taking Jen's juices on her fingers and stuck them into her mouth. Jennifer gave her a french-kiss, tasting herself in Alyssa's mouth. They were both squeezing each others breasts, squealing and grinning on the verge of an orgasm. Damon's pounding made Jennifer's big white sweaty ass wriggle, he could feel the sperm gathering inside him. "Oh god, Jennifer! I'm gonna cum!" He yelled and turned her around, her back leaning against Alyssa's breasts. Damon slapped his cock between Jen's tits and pushed them together. Damon pounded Jen's big tits with his cock, the sweat on the tits made it easy to slide between them. "Cum... please cum on my face..." Jennifer panted as she licked the tip of Damon's cock while he fucked her tits. "GOD! Here it comes!" The sperm wetted Jennifer's whole face, some of it going into her mouth, she swallowed it.
Damon collapsed on the other side of the sofa, looking exhausted. Jennifer got off Alyssa and wiped the rest of the sperm from her face and put it in her mouth.
"You didn't leave me any?" Asked Alyssa.
"There's plenty more where that came from... just give me a sec..." Damon panted, his cock getting soft again. "I hate long waits..."
Alyssa leaned in and took Damon's soft cock in her mouth. She dribbled all over it, sucking what was left of the last load of sperm. The warmth and wetness of Alyssa's mouth started to get Damon's cock hard again, Jennifer moved behind Alyssa, who had her ass in the air. She started licking her ass, while fingering her wet, swollen pussy. Alyssa jerked the cock with her hand, sucking the tip and making Damon moan. Alyssa moved up and wrapped her tits around Damon's cock. The cock was so wet of Alyssa's saliva that Damon felt like she was fucking Michelle in the ass. Alyssa moved her tits up and down with her hands, making the veiny cock harder than ever before. Alyssa moved even higher, setting Damon's cock slowly into her swollen pussy, almost as tight as Jennifer's ass. Jennifer was still licking Alyssa's butt, at times lowering down to lick Damon's balls, and covering them in drool. Alyssa set her tits on Damon's mouth and started to move back and forth. Damon took Alyssa's nipple in his mouth and bit it, while grabbing the other tit with his hand. Alyssa moaned as she felt her cumming right on Damon's cock, Jennifer licking it all off from him. Damon reached with his other hand, sticking his middle finger into Alyssa's ass. Her pussy was contracting around Damon's cock, sucking it like it was a mouth, her nipple that Damon was biting and sucking was all red, her ass was on fire, Jennifer rubbing it with her hands and licking Damon's balls. Damon felt himself gathering up again, starting to move his hips up and down faster and faster. "Oh... are you gonna make me cum? Huh? Do you want my juices on your long hard cock? Fuck me! Make me cum! Harder!" She came, all over his balls again. Jennifer couldn't keep up with her, some of it was flowing on the couch. "God! I'm cumming!" Damon yelled and Alyssa ripped herself down from Damon's cock, put it in her mouth and sucked it hard. She took it out and jerked it, until the hot semen bashed on her face.
Alyssa collapsed on Damon's cock, Jennifer on Alyssa's back, and Damon was too worn out to collapse.
"Too bad... Michelle didn't... participate... phew..." Gasped Damon.
Alyssa looked at Jennifer. "Michelle?"
"Oh... was I supposed to not say that?" Asked Damon.
After a couple of minutes and three showers later, Michelle explained the whole situation to all of them, about Nat, the children, the empire and the mansion. Damon was the only one who hadn't been there, but he seemed convinced.
"Wait a sec, does this mean that I'm incapable of picking up a celeb from the street and screwing her?"
"No, you nailed me and Claire way before we went to the mansion, you've still got it." Said Michelle.
"OK, I'm cool..."
"I still don't get it, why would she do this? And moreover, what's the harm in this?" Asked Alyssa.
"The harm is, that Kirsten almost died and I'm sure that Eliza was dead for a minute too. It's some psychopathic game she likes to play..."
"Who are involved in this?" Asked Jennifer.
"I suppose... most of Hollywood's actresses... and the Cravens."
Alyssa got up from the couch. "So... what do you want us to do about it?"
"I don't know yet... I guess the answer is in these files..."
As she looked at the papers, all she saw was old passports and photos. "Was this all?"
Jennifer nodded, Michelle looked them through and put them on the table. Everyone was quiet. Michelle kept staring at the picture on top of the stack.
"... Well?" Asked Damon.
"... All these people have died considerably young, 20-30 years old. If Nat keeps switching bodies, we should be able to kill her by killing every single..."
"Hold on a sec, I'm not killing anybody!" Exclaimed Jennifer.
"It's the only way to stop her!"
"Is it?"
Jennifer looked at Michelle who frowned on that question. "What? There's something... tell us what it is."
"I-It's nothing... Nat was talking about that I'm the only one who can turn her into a human... I mean, that's crazy, right?"
"Why you? Why not someone else?" Asked Damon.
"She thinks I'm the same as her... her lost sister or something... she thinks I'm not human, and by screwing each other, we can make both of us human again..."
"Then why won't you just fuck her?" Pressed Jennifer.
"There's something weird about her... like I said, she's not human... I couldn't do it..."
"Well if the options are to fuck or to kill, go do her, right now!" Shouted Alyssa.
"She does have a point, Michelle... if she'll stop this nonsense right there, we can relax about it, everyone can relax." Said Damon.
"But she might not, it would be good for nothing."
A couple of days after, Michelle woke up in her apartment. As she went into the bathroom someone entered the apartment. She put her bathrobe on and went to see who it was.
"Hi honey, I'm home!" Nat yelled from the livingroom.
"Oh, shit..." Cursed Michelle and went back into the bathroom. "Are you taking a shower? Can I watch?"
"NO! You can't watch!"
"Cunt-teaser..."
After a few minutes Michelle came out of the bedroom, fully dressed. Nat was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"No porn-channels?"
"No porn-channels."
Nat got up from the couch and walked in front of Michelle. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened before, I was a bit cranky. Having kids does that to you. Forgive me?"
"Is that why you came here? To apologize?" Michelle rolled her eyes and walked to the TV and turned it off. "Is that so hard to believe? Do you think I'm that mean?"
"Yes! I know you are!" Said Michelle and walked out, Nat following her. "You're wrong, I'm not like that..."
Michelle stopped and faced Nat. "Really? Eliza died, didn't she?" "She had it coming! Besides, she's fine now, I made sure personally."
Michelle kept walking but Nat cut her off. "Too much power does that to you! I haven't had a vacation in years! But I got someone to take care of my businesses for a while... look, can we just talk? Please?"
Michelle looked at her and saw that she was serious.
After a few minutes in a nearby bar...
"... So, after I got him to give over the ownership of the building, I moved all my belongings there... back when it was just me, Dominique and Sarah... we did every job together, until we needed to get more people, and a lot faster."
"Sarah was one of the first ones?"
"Yeah, after that came Jennifer... but I think she's getting a little tired of this... but not to worry, once we have every female star of Hollywood under our control, and we can do exactly what we want..."
"Right..."
Nat looked at Michelle, who was frowning. "Oh, sorry about that, I always get carried away... anyways, if you have something to say regarding us, say it to Dominique. She's in charge."
"Look... it's just... the only reason I won't sleep with you, is that I'm afraid what'll happen... you say that we'll become human, but what if you won't stop this? What if you keep torturing people like this?"
Nat looked at her, looking very sad. "I screwed up our relationship, I know... but we aren't hurting anyone! Eliza was a mistake, I know... but I did it only to show you! I'm the only one who can help you!"
Michelle shook her head and Nat sighed. "You must think I'm a monster now... but this is what they've always wanted! They've just been too afraid to even say it!"
Michelle got up and headed out, with Natalie behind her. "You have a real problem with denial, you know that? I'm everything you've ever wanted, you can't deny it! All I've given people is the courage to be all they can be!"
Michelle stopped and was quiet for while... she turned around and walked to Natalie. "I think... you're everything I need and want... in every sense of the word, but... I just can't trust you." Nat froze at that point, with Michelle walking away from her. She stood there for a while, and then smiled. "Fine... have it your way... but I'm still gonna win."
The next night, Michelle was having a drink with Alyssa in a club.
"So, what are you gonna do about her?" Asked Alyssa.
"Nothing. But I'm gonna do someone, or I'll blow up or something... I just need to find someone who's not in the 'Organization'."
They looked around but didn't seem to spot anyone. "Looks like you'll have to settle for a guy, then..."
Michelle spotted a guy sitting in a table.
"Got it, I'll see you later."
A few minutes later in the alley behind the club.
"You'd better fuck me good, 'cause I haven't got any in a few days..."
"Oh, yeah, you're a hot bitch ain't ya!"
Michelle was just about to lower down, but the guy pulled him up. "Not here, let's go a bit more here..." He pulled her deeper into the alley.
"Right here..."
Michelle felt someone grabbing her and she let out a scream. "Don't scream and you'll feel a lot better." The female voice behind her said. Michelle turned around and saw a familiar face staring at her. "What do you want?" Asked Michelle. "Oh, come on... the IDs, where did you put them?" Asked Sandra as she approached the girl. Michelle tried to get away but the guy behind her stopped her. "Now, be a good girl for Sandy, won't you? Tell me where those IDs are."
"I won't tell you anything!" Michelle exclaimed and Sandra sighed. The guy pulled a knife from his pocket and cut Michelle's miniskirt in half. "Tell me, the location of the..." Sandra didn't get to finish her sentence when Michelle spat on her face. Sandra wiped it and tasted it. "Mmm... a martini, was it?" The guy pushed Michelle against Sandra, who opened her jacket, revealing her bare chest. "Dominique's orders, were to extract the information from the girl, and if not the information, then something else..." The guy cut Michelle's panties off too.
"This is the last chance, tell me where the IDs are, and you won't get hurt. See this guy over here, he knows how to make sex very painful for you and very enjoyable for him and me, you'll probably bleed to death if you don't help us."
"Try it... I've been fucked in a way that causes more pain than anything, you can try your best, but you're not getting those IDs."
The cock forced itself into Michelle's ass, without any lubricant. Sandra grabbed the girl's hair and forced her head against her breasts. The guy pounded his cock inside the little girl's small ass, he was ripping the walls of her rectum causing it to bleed. But Michelle didn't react to the pain, she woudn't give them the pleasure to see her in agony, instead she bit Sandra's nipple, causing her to scream.
"Oh yeah! You're a horny little whore, aren't you? You like to be called whore don't you?"
With a burst of anger, Michelle ripped Sandra's pants open, stuck her fingers into her pussy and lifted her up from the ground. "... Fuck yeah! You're really into this, aren't you?" Sandra moaned as she felt her pussy being almost ripped apart by Michelle. Blood was dripping out of Michelle's ass, running down her thighs and eventually on the ground. The guy was groaning from the pleasure Michelle's butt was giving him, her struggling and her useless attempts to hurt his cock by contracting her ass were only turning him on, more and more.
Sandra's tears were running down her cheeks, the pain begun to feel unbearable, Michelle tried to make them stop, but the attempt was useless. The guy started to pant even harder, he pulled his cock out of the girl and turned her around, pushing her on her knees, sticking his cock into Michelle's mouth. Sandra watched and fingered herself when Michelle tried to cough the cock out of her mouth, but the guy was fucking it and her head was against Sandra. Michelle's cheeks turned red as the guy yelled in pleasure and took the cock out, jerking it with his hand. The hot load of sperm flew on Michelle's face, she immediately started to wipe it off.
The guy and Sandra backed off, a limo pulled into the alley. "This will continue, if you don't return the IDs."
Sandra and the guy entered the limo and it returned to the street, leaving Michelle in the alley all alone.
The next day, Michelle went back to Jennifer's apartment. She saw no one there, but the IDs were still on the table. Michelle sat on the couch, staring at the papers, thinking what to do. Jennifer walked to the couch, looking like she just cried. "What? Did something happen?" Asked Michelle.
Jennifer sat on the couch, sobbing. "Alyssa... she's..." Michelle looked into her eyes... she didn't need to say it. They both ended up crying in each others arms, for the rest of the day.
Alyssa's funeral was in a week. Her relatives, her friends, the heads of the 'Organization' were present. The day was sunny, without a cloud in the sky. Michelle looked at Natalie, who was looking sad, but she knew... somehow Natalie was responsible and she would pay...
The next day, in the 31st floor of the HQ of the 'Organization'...
"OK, it seems that Jennifer didn't report in today... that means that we're coming apart, something needs to be done, don't you think?" Informed Dominique, to the rest of the heads.
"I haven't seen Damon for a long time either, he's not usually like that." Noted Sarah.
"Uhuh, and who do we have to thank for this?" Asked Dominique.
Suddenly Natalie rushed into the room and Dominique stood up. "Nat? Shouldn't you be resting now?"
Nat looked very angry, looking at Dominique. "Killing Alyssa was not your call! Before you do something like that, you check with me first!" She yelled, leaving everyone in the room very scared. "I thought that it was in our best interest to take care of the problem immediately, besides... she's being rejuvenated in the basement as we speak, she'll be up and running in..."
"No! You can't take care of these things by getting rid of the person! Your incompetency is beginning to anger me!"
Dominique looked at Nat, sighed and sat back down. "Look... I'm sorry, alright?"
Nat looked at the rest of the heads suspiciously. "... I want my position back, you can return to yours."
Everyone looked at Dominique, who looked shocked. "No, I'm really sorry... Alyssa was a mistake... besides, you need to rest. You said it yourself, right? I won't do any big decisions without your consent anymore."
Nat looked at Dominique, sensing something weird about the situation. "... OK, then... you remain as the director... for now."
She stormed out, leaving the heads stunned and relieved into the room. Dominique was looking the most thoughtful, was she right, or out of it?