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Webb's Wonderful Web - Book 2 Resistance - Part 1 of 5
By Yotna El'toub  (MC,FF,MF,MM,Alien,SF)
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Inspired by 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 1: Beginnings

Alice woke with a start, for an instant she thought she was in her 
comfortable home, and then harsh reality kicked in. The escape from the 
so-called 'safe house' had been only a few hours ago, but it already felt 
like ancient history.
What had happened to her life? How did she find herself waking up in a 
Travelodge in Cambridgeshire, alongside a slumbering policewoman? In just a 
few days the world had gone mad, and she had gone from being a dutiful 
housewife to become, what - a hunted woman?

Alice felt the panic rise up in her chest; her heart beat a rapid tattoo in 
her ribcage. She sat up to ease her breathing. Pam stirred beside her, her 
fuzzy mop of blonde hair surfaced from under the duvet.

"Morning, what time is it?" Pam asked sleepily.

"A bit after eight" Alice answered.

"Are you OK? You look a bit flushed," Pam asked, a frown flitting across her 
delicate features.

"I'm fine, just fine," Alice lied.

"What's the plan?" Pam asked.

"I'm damned if I know, I need to talk to Lorraine first," Alice replied, 
"Lets get some breakfast, and think later."

"Sounds like a good idea to me" Pam smiled.

"I'll just go next door and wake the others," Alice murmured as she headed 
for the door.

"Alice!"

"Yes"

"Wouldn't it be an idea to get dressed first? Not that I'm complaining, not 
after last night!" Pam positively beamed.

Alice looked down and turned beetroot with embarrassment, partly due to her 
nakedness, and partly because she did remember last night - only too well. 
Without pausing, she slipped on her coat, and headed out of the door.

Pam sat hugging her knees, giggling at Alice. 'Anyone would think she was 
new to girly fun - but her technique was a dead give away; just who was she 
kidding?'

30 minutes later the four of them sat in the adjacent 'Little Chef' tucking 
into what passed for breakfast.

"Just need to pop to the loo," Gerry cheerfully announced.

"Snap," chimed in Pam, "back in a minute."

Lorraine waited for the two WPC's to disappear and then spoke in a low voice 
to Alice.

"Listen Alice, we need to get those two, Um, occupied for a while so we can 
chat, do you agree?"

"Yes, I'm feeling very confused this morning, I'd welcome a chat with 
someone who understands!" Alice replied.

"Good, a touch of the vector should sort them out" Lorraine grinned - Alice 
nodded, conspiratorially.

Gerry returned first and tucked in to her meal with typical relish. A 
refreshed Pam closely followed her.

Lorraine gazed at Gerry, a dim light shone in her eyes; Gerry started to 
wriggle in her seat. A second later Pam caught the bug.

"I'm not so hungry, I think I may go back to the room for a bit of 
relaxation" Alice sighed.

"Hmm, that sounds pretty good, mind if I join you?" asked Pam, "What about 
you Gerry, are you interested"

"Sure, can't think of anything I'd rather do" Gerry winked, lewdly.

Lorraine tagged along, as they crossed the asphalt car park returning to a 
single room. Once inside, Pam and Gerry turned.

"So what now, Alice?" Gerry asked excitedly.

There was no reply; only sensation, sensation caused by two pairs of 
intensely orange eyes. The skin covering both the young policewomen quivered 
with excitement, beads of perspiration formed and rolled languidly over 
saturated curves. Pam and Gerry turned to face each other; they kissed 
deeply. Soon they were tearing their clothes away from their needy bodies. 
Alice stepped forward, unbuttoning her blouse. Lorraine's hand caught her 
shoulder.

"No Alice, as tempting as it is - we must talk," Lorraine paused and pulled 
Alice towards the bathroom, "in here."

Lorraine waited for the dizzy passion to leave Alice's eyes.

"OK, are you calm now?" Lorraine asked, smiling.

"Yes, but I'd still rather..." Alice's reply was cut short.

"You may not, not once you know" Lorraine's mouth straightened.

"Know what?" Alice asked.

"Last night I questioned Gerry a bit further about what she saw at the safe 
house. Do you remember, she was the only one that saw anything in the 
woods," Lorraine continued, "Well I'm naturally, inquisitive so I got Gerry 
into a suggestible state and asked her what she saw. I for one, want to know 
what we are up against."

"And what did she see?" Alice asked, her interest rising.

"Nothing" Lorraine replied.

"Nothing?" echoed Alice, "so why did we leave?"

"Because Gerry had betrayed us, but the guilt was too much for her!" 
Lorraine answered.

"Why would Gerry do that?" Alice looked puzzled.

"Do you remember the chap in the suit, the one you met in the security hut?" 
Lorraine asked.

"Oh yes, I won't forget him quickly" Alice answered, her eyes hardening.

"Well his name is Geraint, Geraint Jones"

"Jones, wait a minute..." Alice pondered.

"Gerry's father!" Lorraine spat.

"Oh god, what do we do?" fear played across Alice's face.

" We have two choices; one we convert her, as we were converted," Lorraine 
paused expectantly.

"Or two?" Alice asked.

"We kill her," Lorraine stated.

"We can't do that!" Alice replied, shocked.

"So it's option one, but there's a problem" Lorraine stated.

"What problem?

"While I have WWW 1.7 and both copies of 2.0 on my laptop, I haven't got 
Damon's program. As far as I know there's only one copy" Lorraine looked 
grim.

"On the memory card" Alice spoke slowly.

"In Damon's computer, back at your cottage. We have to get it!" Lorraine 
nodded at Alice.

"Oh shit!"

"Precisely," agreed Lorraine.

----------

Liz walked slowly along the deserted street enjoying the sensuous feelings 
creeping through her modified body. Her nipples tingled as each step bounced 
them against the silky fabric of her bra; her clit pulsed in expectation 
against the seam of her tight jeans. She wandered on, as her dampness seeped 
on to the rough denim. As Liz turned the corner she spied something of 
immediate interest; 'Davey's Gym and body toning' advertised its presence in 
large yellow letters.

Liz smiled, 'Promising, I think a quick visit is called for.' Liz swayed in 
through the glass-paneled doors, the reception area stood empty 'Probably 
too early in the morning for many punters' Liz sighed. Her bright tongue 
flickered; briefly sampling the air, her mood lightened. Liz strode past the 
reception desk and into the well-lit corridor. The first few rooms were 
disappointingly quiet. But in the fourth one she stuck gold.

Three male bodybuilders were enjoying an early morning workout, one of them 
pumped weights up and down from a press bench, and the other two rode 
exercise bikes furiously. Liz observed silently though the glass panel in 
the door for several seconds before opening the door and joining them. The 
dark haired one turned, surprised that anyone else was around at this hour.

"Hey, you can't come in here in street wear!" he advised Liz, eyeing her 
stilettos with incredulity.

"Oh, no problem - sorry" Liz replied.

Liz firmly grasped the hem of her tee shirt and whipped it off over her 
head, Her more than ample bosom jiggled into view. She unclasped the front 
fastening of her bra and smiled as the once active body builders stopped 
dead in their tracks.

"Now, who will be first?" Liz mused, as she flipped her shoes across the 
varnished sprung floor.

"Ah, I think, you" she decided, stepping out of her discarded denims.

She walked up to the guy on the weights bench, and ripped his shorts down. 
The angry erection stretched his generous jock strap almost to its limits. 
Liz teased his cock free with a careless swipe of her hand, and circled its 
bobbing tip with her hungry lips. Her rump waggled intoxicatingly, as she 
slid her vacuum like mouth along the impressive penis in a steady rhythm. 
She grunted as the second body builder thrust his rod into her contracting 
gash 'God, it'll never fit!' she thought, but she drove her cervix down hard 
against his knob.

The man beneath her bucked, causing her to look up at his face. She was 
treated to the sight of a hard penis sliding into his wide, eagerly 
accepting mouth. The tall guy rammed his length into the warm wetness, until 
his pubic hair mingled with, and ground against the moustache of the 
reclining man.

Liz finally understood how powerful she was; her influence could overcome 
any taboo, however strong. She watched the fellatio before her with open 
fascination. Liz felt thick sperm jetting into her mouth; simultaneously 
white gobs erupted from the gasping mouth of the squirming bodybuilder 
beneath her.

Tentatively she uncoupled from her unseen lover, and lay on the floor, still 
holding his slimy protuberance in her hand. Rolling on her side, she guided 
him back into her sopping channel. Moments later, an insistent invader 
assaulted her virgin anus. With surprising ease the full erection parted her 
muscles. She thrust hard against the double assault, swallowing the dual 
lengths with ease. Soon her mouth was again filled with solid manhood, and 
Liz hit her first brutal Gul'nathan orgasm. The room was filled with the 
scent of furtive sex. Liz was truly in her element.


Chapter 2: Consequences.

Geraint was for once silent; he sat meekly listening to Bowen's eloquent 
diatribe.

"Failure is not an option, we the C'phu have been granted this planet by the 
Supreme Counsel for our home world. Finally the C'phu's endeavour is 
recognised by the Hive Counsellors..." Bowen drew a ragged breath, "and you 
imbeciles fail me. Failure has its price, the only question is, who shall 
pay?"

Bowen's grey eyes narrowed into thin vertical slits, and his gaze rippled 
over the assembled team. His voice trembled as he mouthed their human names 
quietly.

"June..." Bowen's tongue trailed across his lips, "Ash..." his reptile eyes 
flitted further, "Liz..." his expression hardened, "Simon, maybe..." finally he 
stared at the seated leader, "Geraint, Oh, Yesss!"

Geraint stood, his face completely drained of any colour. Inside his 
tailored suit sweat spots erupted on to his fine silk shirt. In a humble 
whisper he spoke.

"What will be my fate?"

"You have no right to know, Geraint transform now! Yesss!" Bowen ordered.

"I demand to know! It is my right, as a Gul'nathan warrior!" Geraint 
protested.

"Since you enforce your right, you shall know. I was trying to spare you. 
You are to be banished!"

The room fell into total silence, no one breathed. The four other warriors 
fell to their knees, heads bowed, and faces hidden. Geraint straightened 
himself, and spoke calmly, as his body emitted the first beams of purple 
light.

"So be it"

Ger'natha stood humbly before the resplendent figure that Bowen had 
transformed into. In Bowen's place stood a grey crested reptile; 
magnificent, seven feet tall, with undulating bands of chameleon-like colour 
flashing across its muscled torso. In a low growl, it uttered the fatal 
lines.

"I An'natha, High Counsel of the C'phu - Banish you, yesss"

As the final word hissed through its wide mouth An'natha struck the blow. 
Its claw balled into a fist, and slammed into the space between Ger'natha's 
shapely breasts. In a single violent ripping motion a Gul'nathan heart was 
plucked, still beating, from the falling body.

As the body crumpled to the ground, it became human once more. An'natha 
didn't even spare a glance for its fallen comrade; in one fluid motion it 
tipped back its head and dropped the trembling organ into its hungry maw. A 
single gulp later Ger'natha's heart slid down its expansive throat.

"Clear up this carcass, and get it far away from here - lose it - yesss!" 
An'natha snapped at his fearful team, "Now - and don't fail!"

Four crouching figures retrieved Geraint's corpse and headed for the door; 
with great care they avoided An'natha's cold grey eyes. An'natha turned his 
gaze to observe the three freshly filled pods with incessant hunger.

"New management, that's what's needed - must decide. Yesss!" An'natha mused 
aloud.

The same though flashed through the quartets' minds instantaneously 'Not 
me!'

----------

Elsewhere, another quartet finalised a daring plan. Seated on the double bed 
they talked in hushed tones. Alice spoke with a new found leadership.

"So, Gerry and I will find a more permanent base, and Lorraine and Pam will 
go back to my cottage for supplies. Any questions?"

"Yes," Pam asked, "what do we need from the cottage so badly? It's a real 
risk going back - why do it?"

"Well..."

Lorraine cut in, seeing her friend struggling for a convincing reply.

"There are some computer files there that will help us undermine Webb's - 
evidence of their experimentation. We need them if we're to convince the 
authorities" she lied astutely.

"Why the hell didn't you pack them?" Gerry snapped.

"We thought we'd be back in a couple of days, but it looks as though someone 
in the ministry is betraying us. We have no choice, Gerry, honestly." Alice 
smiled, cupping her moist hand over Gerry's.

"Lets get it over with then," groaned Pam.

Gerry and Alice stood holding hands in the car park, as they watched the 
police car vanish into the distance. Expectantly Gerry turned to Alice.

"What now?" Gerry asked with a heartfelt sigh.

"Now... I ring my parents; they live just on the other side of Cambridge. We 
should be safe there for a while." Alice smiled.

Alice's smile was short lived; her parents were away, and they had left 
Georgina to look after the house. As much as she loved her younger sister, 
Alice knew Georgie was a liability - unpredictable and immature. Still, 
there was little choice. Alice removed the mobile from her ear.

"Georgie will be here to collect us in half an hour" Alice blinked, still 
uncertain.

"And just who is this Georgie guy?" Gerry asked, her eyes full of suspicion.

"My younger sister" Alice answered, flatly.

"Oh, nice..." Gerry grinned.

"Don't even go there!" Alice warned, her eyes glinting furiously.

"Hey..." Gerry smiled, "it was just a joke!"

"In bad taste" Alice added sourly.

They returned to their respective rooms and collected what few items they 
had. Alice paid the room bills, and went to the car park to wait for 
Georgie. 'At least they'll be no paper trail soon - we can all vanish for a 
while' Alice thought, she swung the doors open. Gerry was already outside, 
tapping her foot impatiently.

"What sort of car are we waiting for?" she queried.

"It'll be my parents old Mondeo estate, dark blue," Alice answered.

"Oh, its not been past yet then..." Gerry's reply was cut short by the 
screeching of rubber; a large estate car flew into the car park, and 
shuddered to a halt.

"Georgie?" asked Gerry.

"Georgie!" replied Alice wincing.

"Just as well I'm off-duty" Gerry laughed.

Alice walked up to the driver's door and opened it.

"I'll drive, thanks Georgie" Alice stated.

"Oh, that's nice, no thank you Georgie, no hello Georgie - just I'll drive. 
Still practicing on the big sister front are we?" Georgie snapped.

"Hello Georgie, thanks for your help. Meet Gerry, she's a police officer - 
maybe I should drive?" Alice put on a grateful air.

"Oh, hi Gerry - sorry about that I missed the brake pedal on the way in - it 
happens sometimes!" Georgie spoke, as she slid into the rear seat.

"I know it used to happen to me when I was a young driver, how old are you 
Georgie?" Gerry smiled broadly.

"Seventeen, eighteen in July - an adult really." Georgie replied.

"And that's how I'll treat you, when did you pass your test?" Gerry asked.

"Last August, first time," Georgie sounded a bit defensive, then her tone 
lightened, "You can call me Geo; all my friends do!"

"OK, Geo it is, I'd like us to be friends." Gerry giggled.

Alice barely suppressed a shudder, put the car into gear, and headed for 
home.


Chapter 3: Return.

Simon grunted with effort as he, with Ash's help, swung Geraint's body into 
the rear of his police car. He slammed the boot lid down and turned to the 
others, sweat ran down from is dark blond hairline. He paused for a moment, 
gathered his thoughts, and then he spoke.

"If we don't want to end up like Geraint we'd better clean up our act. 
Bowen's no chump." He stated.

"Who made you leader all of a sudden?" Liz retorted.

"No one, yet! But you heard the man, failure means banishment. Do you want 
that?" Simon jerked his thumb emphatically towards the closed boot.

Ash, June and Liz said nothing, but shook their heads sullenly.

"We have to go back and cover our tracks, we just can't afford any 
sloppiness with Bowen on our case," he paused for effect, "Liz and I will 
get rid of Geraint and tidy up from our abortive abduction. Ash, you and 
June get over to Alice's cottage and see if there are any clues to help us 
find them - before it's too late!"

Liz walked away with Ash towards June's Clio; she muttered something under 
her breath. Simon turned to June and commented in a whisper.

"She's trouble that one, Liz thinks she's better than the rest of us."

"Male pride smarting Simon, or what?" June laughed, ignoring his warning.

June swung herself elegantly into the passenger seat, with a cheerful,

"Come on big boy, get your motor running"

Simon groaned to himself 'Today's going to be a long one' he thought 
miserably.

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Liz moved the cushions in Alice's lounge in feigned interest; any excitement 
at the idea of detective work had passed several hours before. The boredom 
increased her frustration, it had been more than a few hours since her last 
climax, and she had started to pine for release.

Sighing loudly, she plumped up the cushion she held, and dropped it back on 
to the sofa. Resigned to more fruitless searching she plodded upstairs. As 
she passed the master bedroom she glanced in, to see if Ash was having any 
more luck than her. She gazed though the crack in the bedroom door and was 
greeted by the sight of Ash's tight buttocks thrust high in the air, as he 
searched under Alice's unmade bed. Liz grinned `Now there's something that 
definitely needs more investigation' she let out a low, admiring whistle.

Ash turned, and flashed a large grin toward Liz.

"How's it going, babe?" he asked.

"It's not and I'm bored - how do you fancy finding out what this Gul'nathan 
sex is all about?" Liz asked, slipping her tee shirt off.

"Now that sounds a whole lot more fun than pointlessly searching this place 
to satisfy Simon's paranoia" Ash replied, unhitching his belt buckle.

The white of Liz's skin stood out in stark contrast against the dark tones 
of Ash's. As they grasped each other the room was washed with purple light. 
As the brightness faded, one powerful figure lifted the other from the floor 
with ease. As'natha slid his long scaled member deep into Li'nutha's velvet 
folds, gasping as her tail tip penetrated his throbbing anus. Together they 
fucked each deeply implanted within the other as their long tongues danced 
together in a sensuous tango.

Thrust met counter thrust, and the reptilians careered towards their final 
goal. As'natha threw back his head to howl his pleasure, thick rivers of 
semen poured down Liz's folded legs. Violently she drove herself onto his 
pounding rod, her own seed pumping wetly into his receptive bowels. The room 
shook with expended alien lust. Li'nutha went into her orgasmic frenzy, and 
added scented secretions to the heavily soiled carpet.

It was over in minutes, but the consequences would not fade as quickly, or 
as painlessly. As'natha recovered his senses, and glanced around the wrecked 
bedroom.

"Looks as if we have some tidying up to do now - for real" his deep laughter 
was infectious, Li'nutha bobbed up and down against his wet belly, crying 
with mirth.

She clambered down, and gazed deep into his red tinged eyes.

"Something's changed, I don't know what, but something's changed - forever!" 
She whispered. Li'nutha never spoke a truer word.

It was then they both stiffened, tongues urgently sampling the air.

"Did you hear that?" Ash asked softly.

"Yes, someone's here..." Liz replied.

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Simon pulled up his police car to a halt, and parked behind a virtually 
identical one. He glanced up into the wood; sure enough `incident tape' had 
the spot marked, and the white plume of a tent top was visible. He turned to 
June.

"Come with me, I may need back up" Simon whispered.

June strode along behind Simon; deep in thought `He sure is spooked, that 
throw away `maybe...' from An'natha was worrying him!' Simon walked 
confidently up to the young policeman; he flashed his warrant card with 
practiced ease.

"What's the story?" Simon asked.

"Some old peeper got his comeuppance, dare say he deserved it!" the PC 
replied, devoid of any sympathy.

"Mind if I take a look?" Simon moved forward.

The policeman placed a restraining hand on Simons shoulder.

"I rather you didn't on my watch, if it's all the same to you." The PC 
warned.

"Professional curiosity, nothing more" Simon smiled.

"All the same, the answers no." the PC frowned.

"Very commendable, you're more experienced than you look. But I expect you 
haven't experienced anything like my friend June" Simon flicked his head 
back towards her.

The PC took one look, just one, and he was lost, lost in the swirling 
colours of June's incredible eyes. He swallowed hard, but had no spit, and 
then the vision spoke.

"Shall we go somewhere a bit more private?" June motioned towards the police 
car she had arrived in.

The PC hesitated, for a long second and then started plodding out of the 
wood. He followed the siren, he would follow her to the end of the earth - 
if need be. He didn't glance back as he went, unaware of Simon slipping into 
the small tent. Nothing mattered, nothing, he just followed his desire, led 
by his stiff erection. Just in front of the car June paused, and swept her 
dress smoothly over her head. The cold air tightened her nipples into 
tempting buds.

She opened the rear car door with one hand, and lay on the rear seat, 
spreading her beauty before the captive young man. He unzipped, fumbled, and 
withdrew his bursting member; he targeted carefully, striving for an 
accurate shot. The young PC found the bull's-eye in one, and sank deep into 
June's elastic folds. June was not so easily deterred, there was no 
advantage in him coming too quickly. Without any apparent effort she lifted 
him clear of her slit, and moved his wet erection to her succulent mouth. 
With great care she ate down his length, savouring the scent of her own 
juices on her forked tongue.

Simon poked his head through the flap of material, to check the policeman 
was still occupied. He smiled as he watched the passionate sixty-nine in the 
back of his patrol car - no problem there; June was a professional. He 
shifted the bodies weight on his shoulders, before setting off down the 
slope to the bouncing car. Simon flicked up the boot lid, and dropped one 
dead bundle on top of the other. Slamming the lid shut he smiled, `Better to 
be tidy than sorry' he mused.

Simon shut the driver's door, and toed the accelerator pedal to the floor. 
As the car shot out of the country lane, he looked in the rear view mirror; 
they were still at it `hammer and tongs.' Good, a new recruit and a mess 
tidied up; Today was going better than he expected. Simon whistled 
tunelessly as he raced back towards Norfolk.

In the darkened boot two more bodies bounced around, not as passionately as 
the two on the rear seat admittedly; but just as closely, and exchanging 
bodily fluids just as freely.



Part 1 of 5

Book Two of the WWW Trilogy


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Foot Notes (C)Yotna El'toub 2004
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