Pheremone Buzz
by Pause88 
part 2
Nikki's parents became worried when Nikki didn't come home. They called the Marshalls.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well, maybe you need more chores!"

 

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

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

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

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

Neither of them really looked okay.

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

The cameras recorded everything.

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

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

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

They sent Nikki's sister to bring her out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Nikki opened the door. It was Billy.

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

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

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

"What are you doing here Billy?"

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

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

She closed the door quickly, not even saying goodbye.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nikki slammed the door and bolted it shut.

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

 

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

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

During lunch, a group of boys cornered her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She had to resist!

Nikki squirmed in her seat.

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 


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

Supposed to.

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

Nikki couldn't wait.

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

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

 

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

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

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

"No!" the girls protested.

Nikki was on the spot.

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

That's right. Nikki had committed herself.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"She told you to come here?"

"Yep," the boy said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Julie and Tara were grinning, grinning, grinning.

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

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

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

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

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

"I want to taste too," Tara said.

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

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

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

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

But she wasn't thinking THAT clearly...

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay," Rick said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The creature was on top of the next boy now.

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was grinning.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, Rick thought, there was always Cynthia, Julie and Tara...
