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Webb's Wonderful Web by Yotna El'toub Part 2 of 5
(MC,FF,MF,Alien,SF)
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Written for Lost Boys first competition and dedicated to the LB and his 
work.

WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of an 
adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do so. If 
you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE HERE 
IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to your own 
local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for this story.

The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my 
story.  Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and 
unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure fantasy; the 
author is keen to state that in reality adult sexuality should remain only 
in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in to 
the hands of minors.

(C) Yotna El'toub 2004
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Chapter 4: Arrival.

Alice had been found and was indeed, safe. As soon as she had approached the 
buildings, a security guard had challenged her.

"Ma'am, security clearance?" he asked politely.

"I'm Dr. Damon Saunders wife" smiled Alice.

"I'll just check, hold on,"

The radio had crackled to life, and responded.

"Security suspended - apprehend and hold for questioning"

"You heard the man, Ma'am" the polite smile vanished as the guard drew his 
sidearm.

He flicked the gun towards a small hut.

"Please," he asked in an uninviting voice.

So now she sat in a security hut, waiting. She was unsure what she was 
waiting for, but her hunger still burned. After what seemed like an eternity 
the door opened and two figures walked in. She recognised one immediately, 
the other, a distinguished looking man in a dark blue suit was unknown to 
her. They sat opposite her unsmiling. The suited man spoke.

"Why have you come here, your husband must be at home by now?" he asked

"No, he often works late" Alice truthfully replied.

"If he worked here that could be the case, but he resigned this afternoon; 
quite unprovoked of course, so you see the reason for my concern?"

"I don't understand, I was sure..." Alice started.

"Sure but wrong, where is your husband?" the suit leaned forward in a 
menacing pose.

"I don't know, if he's not here - I don't know!" Alice responded, a look of 
panic fleeting through her eyes.

"He is a security risk, and so are you. For your own good TELL US!" the man 
rose and pounded the table with his clenched fist.

Alice froze.

"Look Geraint, let me handle this, I know Alice. Justin and I spent an 
evening with them both in the Kings Arms. Let me chat to Alice - alone!" 
Lorraine sounded quite insistent.

Geraint said nothing but walked to the door, he turned and uttered under his 
breath.

"Ten minutes, then I come back with the guards - and you leave, Lorraine!"

"Thanks," said a shaken Alice, "what's going on, Lorraine?"

"To be honest even I'm not totally sure - look, we'll get this sorted" 
Lorraine promised.

"I hope so I really can't cope with this, it's been a strange enough day 
already," with these words Alice burst into a flood of tears.

"What's wrong!" asked Lorraine, showing real concern.

"I'm going crazy, I'm so turned on - I almost..." Alice stopped, unable to 
tell Lorraine of her feelings in the car.

"How long has this been going on?" asked Lorraine, half guessing the answer.

"Just today, since I used the PC - it's horrible" Alice mumbled.

Lorraine smiled knowingly, and asked Alice a quiet question.

"Alice, will you listen very carefully to what I'm about to say?"

"Yes," Alice gulped.

"W,dot,W,dot,W,dot" chanted Lorraine.

The affect on Alice was as immediate as it was startling; she buckled over. 
Shrieking her pleasure, as wave upon wave of orgasms hit her. Alice was left 
panting in awe, too shocked and exhausted to speak.

Lorraine rose.

"Excuse me a moment, Alice" Lorraine smiled at the quivering woman.

Geraint was waiting just outside the door.

"Well?" he barked.

"It wasn't Damon that ran the program, it was Alice, and it works - Oh my, 
it works!" Lorraine answered.

Geraint grinned, "Good. Prep her!" he ordered.

"But it's Damon's wife!" Lorraine protested.

"I need a way to get to Dr. Saunders, and it just walked in. Prep her now!" 
Geraint's face showed too much determination. She dare not override him, 
yet!

Slowly, and disheartened, Lorraine walked back into the room with her 
captive.

Damon hurtled through the countryside back to Webb's Industries, the road a 
fleeting ribbon, illuminated only by the Mondeo's spots. He cornered hard 
and swung back onto the straight, with ease, he smiled - he would be there 
in a few minutes at this pace. He would have been as well, if the mud left 
earlier in the day by the tractor pulling out of the gate hadn't played its 
part.

Suddenly the car lost all traction and slid sideways for a distance before 
flipping, and rolling into a ditch. Damon hung immobile from his seat belt, 
as the wheels spun down to stillness above him; then all was quiet.

June was on the final leg of today's journey back home to a long soak, and a 
welcome bottle of wine. The Clio swished past the sign for Broad's Farm and 
came to a sudden halt. June stared ahead; it wasn't her imagination. There 
was a car crashed in the ditch at the side of the road. June ran to the edge 
of the ditch.

"Hello, can you hear me? - First aider, I'll try to help. Just let me phone 
the ambulance on my mobile first!" June shouted into the void below her.

Once the location was described to the operator June ventured into the icy 
water of the ditch. She squeezed past a tree stump and gazed through the 
driver's window - she could make something out, but it was indistinct - the 
windows were misted. June tried the door but it was jammed, she made her way 
to the rear door, as quickly as the soggy terrain would let her. June 
struggled to free the rear door; it gave with unexpected ease, almost 
throwing her further into the murky water.

She slipped in behind the driver, and then maneuvered herself into the 
passenger seat. She gasped, recognising the driver for the first time, a 
quick check found his major problem. Blood pumped steadily from an open leg 
wound. It wasn't life threatening but it needed to be controlled or Damon 
could loose his leg. Fighting back the tears she clamped her hands securely 
on the injured limb, and applied as much pressure as she could. Damon swam 
back to consciousness from the kick of pain.

"Where, June? What happened? Alice, I need to find Alice" Damon blurted.

"Look calm down you've been in an accident, the medics are on their way - 
might be a while before you're a striker again," June nodded towards Damon's 
hanging leg.

"Got to find Alice, save her..." Damon's voice faded into a bout of shivers.

"Look forget about Alice, she's at Webb's looking for you - Alice is OK, 
it's you I'm worried about!" June hissed in his ear.

"Get her out of there for me, promise me - promise..." Damon's voice ebbed 
away, as he slipped back into unconsciousness.

To June's relief the Ambulance arrived, and she let the professionals take 
over. Dazed, she staggered back to her car, all she could think of was 
bathing and getting Damon's blood off her skin. She slumped back into the 
Clio, started it and headed for home.

An ambulance man poked his head above the ditch.

"Hang on, who are you, wait, do you know who this is? Stop!" he gaped in 
bemusement as she drove away.

"Shock," his colleague advised "but who ever she was she's done this guy a 
favour, did you get her number?"

"No, I didn't think..."

"Don't worry it comes with time, just help me release our friend here, OK?" 
said the experienced paramedic, hiding his frustration.


Chapter 5: Creation.

Lorraine sat back down, and looked with some pity at the confused woman in 
front of her.

"What's happening to me? How did you do that?" Alice asked.

"Time for explanations later Alice. Control, dot, control" Lorraine 
pronounced the last three words precisely.

Alice stiffened, and all concern vanished from her face.

"Control established, orders?" Alice chimed mechanically.

"Follow me, no speaking" Lorraine spoke slowly.

The women stood in perfect synchronisation, and Alice meekly followed 
Lorraine out of the hut. Together they walked for a few minutes before 
Lorraine disappeared into the largest grey building. Alice followed her 
through the maze of corridors, stopping at last in a well-equipped lab.

"This will be home for a while, you don't mind - do you?" asked Lorraine.

"No, I don't mind" came the soft reply.

"Good, now I need you to undress Alice, everything, you can put your clothes 
on my desk" requested Lorraine.

Alice started to strip, none of her normal embarrassment surfaced; she 
calmly undressed. Lorraine observed dispassionately at first, but with 
increasing interest as more of Alice's body came into view. It was clear to 
Lorraine that Alice worked out; she was fully fit, in both senses of the 
word! Alice finished folding her damp pants and placed them on top of the 
neat pile on Lorraine's desk. She then stood awaiting further instruction.

"Spread your legs Alice, let me inspect" Lorraine's voice trembled.

Alice simply obeyed; she was blissfully unaware of her affect on the 
onlooker. Lorraine stood in front of Alice and extended her hand, for the 
first time ever her fingers explored the velvet pouch of another woman's 
sex. They slid easily between the soft lips, and smoothed liquid desire, 
from the well of Alice's being upwards to the tight bud. Alice convulsed, 
and as if in sympathy Lorraine shuddered, her desire almost overwhelming her 
professionalism. Lorraine used every ounce of her will power to pull back 
from the brink of uncharted territory. Her wet hand fell away from Alice's 
climaxing body. Lorraine spoke from between barely open lips.

"Get into the pod Alice," Lorraine pointed to an oval recess in the far 
wall, "NOW!"

Lorraine watched the hypnotic sway of Alice's hips as the woman made her way 
to the pod. She almost gave into the desire to stop Alice mid task, and give 
her a more intimate goal, almost but not quite. As the pod hatch shut, 
Lorraine regained some of her composure. If that was the affect Alice could 
have already, she was going to be highly effective when fully programmed as 
a field operative. Lorraine whistled to herself.

"Mata Hari, eat your heart out!"

Lorraine busied herself preparing for the first system run; she rang John 
Took, and told him of her error regarding the sex of the subject, fussed 
around the controls and checked every conceivable setting. Finally when she 
could delay no longer, she moved the mouse smoothly and the cursor hovered 
for an instant above the WWW icon before she clicked the button. The 
countdown began, and Lorraine made for the lab door at a steady pace. She 
shut the door behind herself, slumped against it, and sighed deeply. There 
was no going back now!

Lorraine sat alone in the coffee room, cradling a steaming mug in her hands. 
She could still feel the dew running over her labia; she marveled at the 
power of her attraction to Alice. Lorraine was heterosexual, but that had 
not stopped her wanting Alice with a desire close to desperation. With 
programming, Alice would be able to turn that attraction off and on as 
instructed; no wonder Geraint predicted WWW as the greatest development in 
counter terrorism in history. Who could resist?

Alice stood in the pod watching the intense purple light projected on the 
pod's visor. She felt the familiar warmth wash over her, as she was drawn to 
the fluid display. Deep within Alice's mind, changes were happening; part of 
her hindbrain was partitioned and rules implanted, rules for the conduct of 
a vector. For unknown to Alice, this was what she now was.

In normal life she would be Alice, until the vector switched in; the 
switching would be circumstance dependent and totally irresistible. Alice 
was a weapon, in an undeclared war.

Alice was aware of the physical changes; she felt her nipples and clitoris 
tingle as they enlarged to match her increasingly sexualized state. She 
glanced down her body and relished its new appearance. Alice's self induced 
mind-fuck began; rivulets of desire snaked down her thighs from her seeping 
sex, and her heavy tipped breasts undulated with desire.

But most intense of all was the climax in her head, it ran on and on, ebbing 
and flowing until the pathways were established in her conscious brain. As 
she physically orgasmed the vector made its link to the CNS. The weapon was 
primed, but deactivated - for the time being.


Chapter 6: Duty.

June Waters awoke with a start; she lay on top of her rumpled duvet, and was 
still wrapped in the dressing gown she had flung on after her desperate 
bath. June's eyes wandered around her bedroom as she struggled to get her 
bearings. Then the memories flooded back, her breath caught as her mind 
replayed the events of the previous night. She could see Damon's contorted 
face and his words echoed in the well of her mind.

"Get her out of there for me, promise me - promise..."

June had not promised Damon, he had succumbed to his injuries before she 
could. June shook her head trying to clear the flashback. June dressed, and 
headed for the kitchen. Quickly she prepared herself a bowl of cereal and a 
juice, and then she sat. The cereal went uneaten, the orange unsipped, 
June's eyes focused somewhere between the kitchen table and the sink.

"Get her out of there for me, promise me - promise..."

"Get her out of there for me, promise me - promise..."

"Get her out of there for me, promise me - promise..."

The horrific evening replayed itself, time and time again. June was roused 
by the clatter of the morning paper shooting through the swinging letterbox. 
She made an instant decision; grabbed her car keys and headed for the 
garage.

30 minutes later the last 20 pence fell into the parking meter at the 
hospital. June walked briskly to the reception area.

"I wonder if you can help me, was an injured motorist brought in here last 
night?" June enquired.

"One moment, I'll check,"

June watched the blonde girl teeter away on heels that were far too high for 
work, `I'll be seeing you for back problems - soon' she reflected silently.

"Here we are, unidentified male - Lacrosse ward," the blonde stated.

"Can I see him?" June asked.

"Only if you are a relative - he's quite poorly," the blonde looked straight 
at June, "but perhaps you could identify him for us?"

"No, I'm a just friend - his name is Damon Saunders," June replied, "Look 
I'm a physio at the Health Centre, any chance of bending the rules?"

"I'll get one of his nurses' - it's the best I can do," the blond girl added 
with a smile, "take a seat."

June fidgeted for a couple of minutes, before picking up a magazine, seconds 
later the nurse arrived.

"Staff Nurse Patel, I understand you know our mystery man?" the young woman 
peered over her spectacles.

"Yes, how is he?" June asked.

"Heavily sedated, he'll probably be out of it for a few more hours. How do 
you know him?" the nurse enquired.

"He's a patient..." June sobbed; "I found him last night..." tears flowed 
freely, "Oh god, I'm sorry..."

"No need to apologise, he has a lot to thank you for when he comes to," 
Nurse Patel held forward a spotless white handkerchief.

"Did he say anything, anything at all?" June sobbed.

"Yes, not that it made any sense to me" the nurse replied.

"He said, `Get her out of there for me'," The nurse paused, "It's a bit odd 
really, he was alone in the car?" the nurse asked.

Nurse Patel moved to comfort June, as soon as the attractive nurses flesh 
touched hers, June jumped.

"Christ, I have to go!" June stood, and abruptly turned to leave.

"Wait, I'm not sure you should drive, just calm down a little first!" called 
the staff nurse.

"No time" shouted June as the reception door swung closed behind her.

Lorraine entered the lab, and as had been her habit during the night, her 
first stop was at Alice's pod to check her condition. The vital signs were 
good, and she appeared to be responding well. Lorraine gazed into Alice's 
face to see if she was regaining consciousness. Alice's eyes flickered, and 
then opened widely.

Lorraine was hit by the colour of the irises, a deep purple that wavered and 
pulsed with an inner life. Lorraine felt herself relax, and grow warm, so 
warm and comfortable. Suddenly it ended, Alice's eyes returned to their cool 
blue shade, and Lorraine was released. The scientist slumped a little, she 
felt cheated; she wanted it back. Shivering a little Lorraine steadied 
herself.

She heard a small chuckle behind her and turned to see Geraint.

"She let you go, the vector works - we are protected - disqualified as 
targets," Geraint explained.

"You mean she knows we are not terrorists, how?" Lorraine queried.

"She knows we are not targets, Lorraine - it never did have anything to do 
with terrorists!" Geraint beamed.

"Nothing to do..." Lorraine struggled to comprehend, "but the Ministry, the 
brief..."

"All subterfuge, to cover the real mission objective," Geraint paused, and 
then looked directly at her, "you are now part of that mission, Dr Skelly"

Geraint's eyes flickered, and then his purple gaze caught Lorraine, much as 
a spider catches a fly. Lorraine stood motionless as Geraint moved to open 
Alice's pod.

"W,dot,W,dot,W,dot - executive override code wonderful. Subject Lorraine 
Skelly - remove protection. Vector code 435-698 - activate!" Geraint chanted 
the words rhythmically.

Alice moved forwards until she was toe tip to toe tip with Lorraine Skelly's 
motionless form. Alice's eyes swam with the same intense colour as 
Geraint's. Delicately Alice leant forward to kiss Lorraine; slowly, tenderly 
Lorraine responded. She returned the kiss, and felt the desire burning 
though her frame. The lab was gone, Geraint was gone - there was only lust, 
a deep burning passion. Gently Alice pushed Lorraine to the tiled floor, 
fumbling open the buttons of her lab coat.

Geraint turned and walked from the lab, his burgeoning erection eliciting a 
slight limp as he moved. He opened the door, took a lingering look at the 
writhing women and walked into the corridor. Once he was safely ensconced in 
his office Geraint relaxed. He drew down the shutters on his office windows 
and stood erect in the centre of the room. Without further ado, Geraint 
stripped himself naked; the change began.

Part two of five

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Foot Notes (C)Yotna El'toub 2004
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I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.  
As always, feedback is appreciated, since it is my only payment for my work. 
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