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January 25: Recording: Nathan's door opens, and Darcy exits with a bathrobe on. She rubs at her eyes and shuffles to the bathroom. His door shuts and a locking sound is heard. Lacey wakes up after hearing this and stretches her arms over her head. She straightens out her top and moves to window to open the shades, letting light into the room. As she's doing this Darcy comes back through and holds her hand over her eyes. "Can you shut that a little? Not all of us slept like a baby." she says while squinting. "Sorry." Lacey closes the shades about halfway. "How about some coffee? Need to perk you up it seems." She smiles widely as she skips towards the kitchen. Darcy yawns and follows her into the kitchen. "Sure," she looks towards Nathan's door, noticing it's shut. She steps back over to it. "Nathan? Do you want any coffee?" she says after a light tapping. She finds the door locked and knocks a little louder. "Sweetie, the door's locked. What's going on? The door cracks open, enough to reveal Nathan standing just behind the door in a pair of shorts. "Nothing, I just have some stuff to write down. You know, observations and thoughts." He rubs the back of his and looks down at his feet. Darcy steps towards him, smiling. She puts her hand at his waistband gently tugging him out of the room. He steps back. "I need to get everything I want to down, I'll come out soon enough." Following that with a meek smile he closes to door. The sound of the lock turning can be heard again. Darcy turns back in the direction of the kitchen. Lacey is sitting at the table slowly sipping from a cup. "What's going on there?" Darcy moves to pour herself a cup. "Remember what I was talking about at the mall?" She takes a big sip and sits next to Lacey. "No way! Really?" She scoots her chair closer to her. "How was it? God I wish I could've been there." She leans back in chair, looking up at the ceiling. Her tongue playing with her upper lip. "Satisfying." she says after a moment or two. She looks back down at Lacey. "Remember how you said that you had this like, path to follow when those movers were here? Well it was like that, I just surrendered to what my body wanted to do..." She closes her eyes and shakes out her shoulders slightly. "All I can really say is that it felt amazing and I can't wait to do it again." She lifts her cup up to her lips. "Oh, he did mention that he's had that exact fantasy recently." Darcy sets the cup down and leans over the table. "You told me you had a feeling he was thinking about you." Lacey begins to twirl her hair. "I think we're able to sense what people want on some other level." She muses out loud. "I bet both of those movers had that fantasy too, now that I think about it." Lacey takes a sip. "So when guys are thinking about us, we're able to somehow know?" Darcy sits back in chair and shrugs. "I've only done it once, maybe twice, if we count those other guys. But that didn't feel the same as it did with Nathan." Lacey gets up. "Problems for another time." She puts her mug in the sink. "So what's the plan for today?" She reaches over to grab the bottle of pills. Darcy finishes her own cup and stands up. She grabs Lacey's arm. "I thought we could try out that toy we bought at the mall." she leans in close and whispers something to her. Lacey screws the cap back on the bottle. "Finally! Go grab it, where do you want to go?" Darcy leaves toward her room. "Let's go in the living room, I want to grab Nathan's attention." Lacey giggles and pulls her top over her head. Her nipples are already erect as she twirls in the sunlight. Darcy comes back in to room holding what looks like harness of some kind. "Help me, will you?" Darcy drops her bath robe and positions it on her hips. Oh, it's a strap-on of some kind. (Hard to tell from the way she was holding it - transcriber) She moves it up and down until she finds the right spot. Lacey comes around behind her and finishes tying her off. "Is everything in the right spot? I've never done anything like this before," she says while biting her fingernail. Darcy hums her approval. "Relax honey, once we get started, we'll both know what we want." She turns around and pulls Lacey's shorts down. Her dick sticks out as they're removed. Darcy reaches down and gently strokes it, back and forth. "This isn't what we talked about when I bought this." Lacey giggles, turning around and bending over the couch she says, "You mean this?" Darcy kneels down and sticks her face into Lacey's ass. Lacey moans out loud. "Fuck yes!" Darcy stands back up. "Just as I thought." She wipes her lips off. "You taste kind of like I do down there. This shouldn't be a problem then." She lines up the end of the dildo with Lacey's ass. "Are you going to fuck my boipussy or not?" She turns around and shakes it at her. "Boipussy, huh? I think I like that." She thrusts forward entering Lacey quickly. He own face reddens in pleasure for a second as she adjusts to the new position. "Where did you get that from?" Lacey shifts forward, surprising Darcy. "The internet is a powerful tool, especially for porn." She then pushes back towards Darcy, eliciting a moan from both of them. "I think it's in the right spot," she pants. Darcy nods her head and proceeds to grip Lacey's hips and thrusting into them repeatedly. Nathan's journal: Well fuck. I can no longer claim to be an impartial observer in this messed up experiment. To be fair, I probably never was but now I've moved from scientist, to subject. First things first, I'll record my necessary measurements. More data can only help with understanding this thing. More on that in a moment. Weight: 195lbm Height: 5' 11" BMI: ~27 Penis length: 6" when erect I think that's enough. I had to lock Darcy out earlier this morning. I don't think she planned on me leaving her side, but I need to get this down. I only have so much time before... well you know. So Darcy told me last night, or rather, this morning that she" tapped into my fantasy" about her tying me up. It's probably the only way she could have acted it out as closely as she did. But that brings into question how she got those details. I certainly didn't tell her. My current theory, which I should be able to put to the test now, is that some sort of telepathy was awakened or awarded by this thing. If that's true, then it's definitely not from this world. It's also interesting what she picked out of my head. Maybe they pull data from potential partners about what they like. I believe her when she said that Jack was shit at keeping secrets, so the manicured nails part of last night was probably left out of what she could get from me using this ability. (Thankfully Jack did understand the importance of the one secret he held over me that started this whole nonsense. I hope.) Right now, she and Lacey appear to be enjoying themselves off of the effects of the pill. It's hard to focus if I'm honest, my brain keeps imagining them... damnit. I really need to get this down, then I'll have to dip into my own supply. I'll have to get them describing the differences between using them and not. From what she told me, I imagine Darcy didn't take hers intentionally last night. There's something else I'm missing that I need to address. I need to plan out what they're going to need for my own transformation. I'll also need an excuse lined from work. Luckily, I'm not really in true 9-5 job or all this time off might become suspicious. I wrote earlier that it takes 10- 12 days for a complete infection. I neglected to say that it only takes about half that time for the subject to experience most if not all of the effects of the virus. And based upon Jack and Darcy's interactions, less than a day for it to become infectious. Recording: Nathan opens the door slowly. In the other room Darcy and Lacey appear to be speeding up. They changed positions from before; Lacey is on her back on the couch staring up at Darcy. "Come on, come on, fuck me!" She screams at her. Darcy gasps and looks up at the ceiling with her mouth open. She stops thrusting and slowly lowers her head to look at Lacey. She licks her lips, grabbing Lacey's dick, she begins to pump it while moving resuming her speed. Lacey throws her head back into the couch grabbing at the cushions and gasping for air. Suddenly, her dick starts spraying cum up towards her chest. Darcy lets go and it continues to burst for a few more seconds. Removing the dildo from Lacey, Darcy falls back on the ground, panting. She notices Nathan standing in the doorway and waves her fingers at him. "I don't know how you guys can do that, it's exhausting pounding into someone like that." (Sorry about getting all vulgar there, I know I should be using scientific words. But the technical words don't portray the scene accurately - transcriber) Lacey looks up and waves at Nathan in a similar fashion to Darcy. She then traces her fingers up her stomach and chest, gather her semen. She scoops it into her mouth and holds her finger in as well. She moans again and sits up properly. Pulling her finger out. "Thanks Darce, I really needed that." Darcy pats Lacey's knee. "No problem sweetie, we both need to blow off some steam. It's a good thing I bought this as the only real one in the house didn't want to play." She rests her hand on the dildo and pouts in Nathan's direction. "Ha ha." Nervously Nathan walks towards them and sits down in a chair. "Yeah so you're going to have to do some stuff for me in the next couple of days. I've a list typed up for you." He motions towards a counter in the kitchen. "Also, we need to conserve our supply of these," He shakes the now familiar bottle of pills. "It's going to be a few days before I can get more." Lacey perks up at this. "So that means this whole weekend we don't have to take them?" "As long this whole weekend consists of you not leaving the house," he adds. "Yes I think it makes sense to conserve them." Pleased, Lacey stands up and proceeds to the bathroom. "Well don't worry about that, there's something I've been wanting to do for a couple days anyways." She lingers, handling the doorknob. "I've done some research of my own recently, and there's something I want to test out." She closes the door behind her and the shower can be heard running. Darcy begins fiddling with the strap on and whimpers a little bit in what looks like an attempt to remove the device. She pauses and feels up her naked breast. Slowly, she turns and looks in Nathan's direction. Then she tilts her head. Nathan sits up and looks at his chest looking for anything. She doesn't respond so he looks over his shoulder. "Darcy? What are you looking at?" Darcy blinks a few times. "You, silly." She smiles at him and stands up. "Can you help me get this thing off?" Nathan stands up and walks over to her. She turns around to give him access to the straps. "I've never seen anyone look at me like that before... Hey! Were you doing that thing you mentioned last night?" He turns her around quickly. She drops the contraption and wraps her arms around his neck. "What thing?" He steps away from her slightly, causing her hands to drop. "What was the word you used, 'tapping' into my fantasy?" He uses finger quotes around the word tapping. She puts her hands behind her back and looks down at her feet. She shifts to one foot and lightly traces a circle with the toes of the other. "Maybe..." she says in a sing-song voice. She lifts her head up slightly to reveal her smile. Nathan jumps back a little further. "I want you to describe it as best you can. What it is, how it happens, what you know. Everything." "Hrm... that's no fun sweetie. Wouldn't you rather just play out that little scenario? I know I do." She takes a slow step towards him. Nathan blushes and fiddles with his hands. "First, while it's fresh, tell me about it." She pouts and crosses her arms underneath her breasts. "Fine. But don't think I'll forget that you turned me down." She sighs loudly. "What do you want to know?" He steps closer, eyeing her in a strange way. "How did you know about it?" "I looked at you just now and it sort of flooded my mind." She pauses. "This was the first time I've seen this one though. It's a good one too. God, I love your mind." He gulps visibly. "To be sure, can you describe it to me?" She smiles at this. "Well, first I take you to my bed and I strip you down. You're shy about your body, but I kiss you and bring your hand up to my naked breast." She demonstrates on herself. "Then I pull you over me and onto the bed. We make out for a while and I guide your hands over my body." Further demonstrating, she moves her hands down to hips. "After a couple minutes, I push you from me and then I go into," a pause where she looks him right in the eyes, bringing her fingernails up to her lips, "extensive," she drags the word out, letting it linger on her lips, "detail on how you're going to pleasure me..." Nathan runs his hands through his hair, pacing around the room. A smirk appears on her face. "2 for 2, I take it?" He nods slowly. "Any other questions?" She slowly strides towards him. His erection clearly visible through the shorts he has on. "How in the hell did you... Fuck," he says after stopping and crossing his arms. He opens his mouth as if to say something then shuts it. "Wait," his eyes light up. "So if you can see my fantasy, Lacey should be able to as well, right?" He turns and knocks on the bathroom door. Darcy opens her mouth to say something, but quickly decides against it. She moves to her own room and grabs her cell phone. "Lacey! Hurry up! I need you out here now!" Nathan yells after knocking on the door. He turns around. "Darcy?" not finding her in the living room anymore. "In here!" she yells while furiously typing something on her phone. Nathan appears at the doorway. "What's going on?" "Sorry, something you said reminded me about a deadline I have coming up and I wanted to add it to my phone before I forget again." She puts her phone down and steps toward him. "So are you ready for your lesson?" He literally trips over himself trying to back away from her. She laughs. "No, not yet it seems, I'll be waiting..." She leans her head against the frame and rocks her body back and forth. Just then, Lacey opens the door and they both turn to look at her. She has a bath towel around her chest and is playing with her wet hair. "What's going on here?" she smiles after seeing Nathan looking up at Darcy from the ground. Nathan quickly stands up. "There's something I want to test." Lacey looks a little defeated. "I really don't want to indulge any of your stupid theories right now," she says and stomps off in the direction of her room. Darcy darts into her room and puts on a bra. "Lacey, I have a feeling this is something you are going to want to indulge." She returns with an extremely lacey red bra supporting her chest. Lacey pokes her head out of the room. "Really? Everything so far has been so boring." Darcy steps in front of Nathan. "It's about one his fantasies." She puts her hands on hips and smiles at her. Lacey's face lights up with excitement. She jumps back into her room, leaving the door to creak open. Darcy follows her in and see Lacey put on an equally sexy bra and panty set. She pushes past Darcy and heads towards Nathan. "So what's happening?" Nathan clears his throat. "Darcy was able to "tap" (finger quotes again, gosh dude let it go - transcriber) into my mind and tell me with, quite some detail what I've been fantasizing about. I want to see if you have that same innate ability." Lacey steps back and moves towards Darcy. "At this moment? No I have no idea what's going on in that noggin," she adds. "But you don't really look at me the same way you do as Darcy." He taps his finger on his lips and looks around the room. Darcy and Lacey separate and sit down in the kitchen and living room, respectively. Nathan speaks up. "But you do understand how this is supposed to work, right?" He's still pacing around the room, giving Lacey a chance to look at Darcy who shakes her head. Lacey nods and says, "I mean Darcy's told me about what she saw with you, so I guess? I haven't done this myself." She winks at Darcy. Nathan begins thinking out loud. "If I take into account what you said about me and Darcy looking at each other in a different way..." He trails off with his hands moving back and forth in the air. Maybe it only works when two people are attracted to each other? Maybe it need to be even more specific. My fantasies have been about Darcy lately, but the one she described today has been there for a while. Recent events have put her into all of them I suppose, but why did she pick up on that one? Was I thinking about it at the time? Maybe, but there's no way to tell now. Darcy!" he shouts while staring at the opposite end of the house that the other two are in. "Make sure you don't give her any clues about what the answer is!" Darcy looks at him, listening to him ramble on. "Because I still sort of think of Lacey as Jack, it's hard for me to involve Jack in anything sexual. In the same vein, Jack, I assume, never thought of me as anything more than a friend. So even after his change, she couldn't look at me in that way..." Darcy snaps her face to look at Lacey, she motions for her to come with her as she stands up. They both head towards Nathan. Darcy turns him around and kisses him. She grabs ahold of Lacey's hand and pulls her close. She pulls back from Nathan looking him in the eyes, then proceeds to kiss Lacey. They continue for a few seconds before Darcy pulls Lacey away from her. She caresses her thumb across Lacey's cheek, keeping it there, she puts her other hand behind Nathan's head and pulls him close. She pushes them both together until they're kissing. After a few seconds, they separate. Lacey closes her eyes, her tongue lightly plays across her lips. She opens them again with a new look. She looks at Darcy, who gives a light smile before pulling her close. They both look at Nathan. He's got another erection and is leaning against the wall. He breathes deeply. "Let me guess, you can both see what I'm thinking?" They exchange bouts of whispers for long looks into his eyes. Finally, Lacey says. "Yeah, we both know exactly what's going through your head now." She gently runs her nails along Darcy's breasts. "But, to be fair." Darcy looks at Lacey. "We wouldn't need whatever this is to figure it out after that." She begins to play with Lacey's hair. "However, the more... specific details we were both able to pick up on. In the same order?" she looks at Lacey, who nods. Nathan plays with his lips for a couple seconds. Then he gets up and heads towards the kitchen. They disentangle and follow him. He opens a bottle of whiskey and pours himself a glass. Downing it quickly, he turns around. "I've had more sex in the last..." He looks at the clock, 12:45 PM. "10 hours than I have had in the last year." He pauses for a second holding his hand out. "Stepping up to a threesome after that is likely to make my head explode." Lacey and Darcy turn to each other and seem to come to the same conclusion after sharing some looks. Lacey stands up first. "Well like I said there's some things I want to explore online today, so I'll leave you two alone." She winks at Darcy and heads to her room. Nathan pours himself another glass of whiskey and downs it. He walks to Darcy, grabs her hand, and pulls her into his bedroom. She laughs the whole way there until the door shuts. (Begin recording multiple scenes, obviously. Since it's pretty obvious what Darcy and Nathan are going to do, I'm going to focus on Lacey. I'll head back over to the other camera afterwards and see if there's anything I feel needs to be added - transcriber) Lacey sits down at her desk and powers up her computer. (From the angle of the camera, it's going to be difficult to get a clear idea of what she's looking at - transcriber) As she's waiting for it to turn on, she looks over to her right and opens up the journal and begins writing in it. Lacey's journal: So Nathan just learned about our new ability. Of course, he'll get to experience it first hand in a couple days; Darcy acted out his fantasy last night with him. If Darcy is any indication, I imagine he's going to be quite the stud :). And, thanks to Darcy again, we don't see each other like we used so maybe I'll be able to get some time with him too. But that's in the future. Right now I'm trying to find a way to join one of these cam websites. I did some searching on the Web a couple days ago and found that there's quite a community for people like me. Or people who like people like me. Which is good, I'm pretty sure that if I tried to hook up with the old me, something bad would've happened. Especially based on some of the stuff that's on the news every so often. But back to the positives; I think I have a real chance to make some money. Just scrolling through the site, there's plenty of "Tgirls" or "Shemales" or "Sissies," that I should fit right in. Maybe I can even get some pointers for when I get a real cock. Speaking of which... She gets up from the table and heads over to the side of her bed. She rummages through the drawer until she finds what she's looking for: a butt plug. She closes the drawer and pulls her panties down to her ankles. Laying down on the bed, she puts her legs over her head and begins to search for angle that she can use to insert it. After a few failed tries, she finally slides it all the way to the hilt. She bites her lip and closes her eyes as it settles into place. She gets up off the bed and slides her panties up her legs. Her erection is getting in the way of them fitting properly. She drops her hands to hips and looks around the room. One hand slides to her penis as she slowly strokes it. Suddenly, she jumps across the bed and begins typing into her computer. After about a minute, she stands up and begins to masturbate while staring at the screen. Then she stops and types something again. She turns her head to the side before backing up and moving to a wall. She lays down with her legs beside the wall. Fully removing her panties and bra she begins to work her legs up the wall. She finally rests when her shoulders and neck are the only parts of her body on the ground. Then, she begins to play with her dick in one hand, and her ass with the other. Soon she starts really pumping her dick and moves her penis so it appears to be point directly at her face. Then, she begins to cum, trying to get a load into her mouth. Most of it misses her apparent target, but a stray strand finds its way into her mouth. She licks and swallows what she can, panting slightly. Falling down to her side, she scoops up the rest that managed to fall on her chest and heads back to the computer. After a couple seconds moving her dick back and forth, she grabs the panties and pulls them up to just below her crotch. She then takes her dick and maneuvers it behind her. She slowly pulls her panties up and moves to the mirror. She smiles, pivoting back and forth to get the front and back and then retrieves her bra off the ground. She spends some time typing at her computer. After about an hour, some sounds are heard from it. She sits up straighter and tussles her hair. A little appears from the top of the screen, (I'm assuming that's a camera) and she adjusts the monitor. She clicks a few buttons and then says. "Hi, can you hear me all right?" A female voice responds, "Yes I can, hold on I'm still connecting to my camera." Lacey taps her nails on the keyboard and then holds them close to her face, inspecting them. "There we go, Wow! You're gorgeous!" the voice exclaims. Lacey giggles. "Aww you're too kind." She waves her hand dismissively. "Now, I'll be honest, I don't get a lot of requests like the one you sent me. Do you really have a dick? Because now that I'm looking at you, I don't believe it." Lacey stands up and backs away from the camera. She spreads her legs apart, then dips her panties slight to reveal her dangling member. "Proof enough for ya?" "That it is." Lacey replaces her genitals between her legs and pulls her underwear back up. "You're sure you want to do this?" the voice asks. Lacey turns around and pulls down the back of her panties revealing the hard plastic object between her cheeks. "I'm going to be doing these sort of things anyway, getting paid to do it only makes sense." Lacey turns around and sits down. "Okay, I've got my contact joining us in video chat soon. He'll be able to tell you what kind of time frame you're looking at." She nods her head in agreement with the voice. "While we're waiting, I have some questions I want to ask you," Lacey leans back in chair. "Go ahead," she says. "Well most people in our situation, have an online presence first and then there's a transition period of adjusting to the life you want live. Basically, we all sort of know each other. But you just showed up, I mean no one I know knows you. I thought I was going to be inviting a man into this word, not a woman." Lacey waits for a few seconds after she finishes. "I don't think you actually asked me a question..." "What I'm trying to say is... How?" Lacey crosses her arms and puts a finger up to her lips. She taps it lightly while looking up. "Well, the short answer is; I can't tell you. My world recently took a dramatic turn from the course I was taking, to where I am now." She pauses briefly. "I'm trying to capitalize with what I have now." "Ok, you'll learn it's probably best to not to divulge too many personal details on here. So that's probably for the best. Oh, here he is! Let me bring him to the party." The computer chimes again and Lacey plays with her mouse a bit. "Hello everyone!" a male voice yells out. "Hi, how are you?" Lacey waves her fingers at the camera. The voice speaks again. "I'm doing great, especially now that I can see you! Mandy, you weren't kidding when you said she's a looker, she'll be making money in no time. She also tells me you are transgender?" Lacey speaks up. "I don't know if that's how I identify. I've only scratched the surface of all the different terms people are using. What I can tell you is that I was born a man, but I identify more as woman now." Keys can be heard clacking through the monitor. "All right I'm setting up your profile, I owe Mandy here a few favors so I should be able to get this going tonight." "Thanks again Greg, I wasn't sure you'd be able to it so quickly," the female voice, presumably Mandy, says. "Hey, I'm never going to turn down someone who is offering to make me money." Greg stops talking for moment, "Its Lacey, right?" "Mmhmm." She nods in agreement. "I'm send you a few links through the email you used to get into contact with us. We normally supply the camera so we can guarantee its quality, but considering your eagerness, the one you're using now will work." A few more beeps are heard from the computer, Lacey begins typing. "So the first thing is a standard employment offer, followed by tax forms, account info, and finally the software download. I'll let you read through everything. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Lacey flicks at the wheel on her mouse, scrolling down. After a few minutes she begins to type again. "I think that's everything," She says. "Let's see here," Greg says. "Oh you're from Tampa too! Have you and Mandy met each other before?" "No, we haven't. But now that I know that, we'll have to fix that, won't we?" Mandy says. Lacey nods her head. "Oh yeah definitely. I'm on a sort of house arrest this weekend, but maybe next?" "Sounds good to me!" Mandy says through the computer. Greg speaks up. "Everything looks good. We'll ship a camera and laptop to for you to use exclusively when you're doing a show but that might take a few days. If you plan on using your own stuff until then, I sent you a link for some tips to help protect your identity." "Well, that's it on my end," Greg says. "Here's to a promising new partnership!" "I'll be here if you need any advice on getting tips or anything else you want to know," Mandy says. "And we are going to meet up soon!" Lacey winks at the screen. "Of course!" She clicks a few more times with her mouse, reading the screen. She looks at the wall behind her, then down to the bed. She spends a few minutes re-arranging the computer set up so she can type and use the mouse on the bed. Then, I assume, she start her show. It continues for a while, getting progressively more sexual as the time goes one. Eventually she turn the computer and lights off and goes to bed. End of recording. January 26th: Nathan's door opens. He rubs his eyes and walks slowly towards the kitchen. Darcy is still sleeping I'm his bed. He opens the refrigerator and begins to make breakfast. Scrambled eggs and sausage. After a few minutes, Lacey's door opens and she skips over to the counter. "Good morning, making some for me?" "Should be enough for everyone, but we don't have much food left." He pauses to scoop a serving on to a plate and hands it to her. "I'll have to go to the grocery store today as well." Lacey sits down at the table. "What else do you have to get?" "Supplies to make sure I come out of the coma that will probably start later today. I'm already feeling a little warm." He picks at his food slowly. Darcy gets out of bed and stretches. She walks in to the kitchen. "Good morning lovers." She walks towards the stove top and drags her hand across Nathan's shoulders. After scooping the remainder onto her plate, she joins them at the table. "So what's the plan for today?" Nathan finishes a bite. "You and I are going shopping. There's a few things I need to get and I want to split some of the cost with you." He takes another bite. "Plus, I want to observe how you behave in public without the pills. I need to know as much as I can about what I'm getting into." Darcy stops eating. "What about Lacey? She's been infected longer than I have." "True, but I think she's found a way to channel her urges productively." They both look at her. She looks up from her plate and smiles. "Yeah I'm not sure if either of you are aware of this, but there's a sizeable community online looking for people like me. Between what I already want to do to myself and people willing to pay to watch, I made some good money yesterday..." She appears to trail off, perhaps remembering something. "See?" Nathan snaps his fingers to get her attention again. "Now all I can do is hope that you're smart enough to not give out any information. We don't want what happened to go public." She swallows her food. "Only two people know more than nothing and I trust both of them not to abuse that." Nathan gets up to clear his plate. "I'm going to take a shower, ALONE." He looks at Darcy who smiles back at him, playing with her hair. "Then you can get ready and we'll go right after." Darcy nods and works on finishing her plate while Nathan moves to the bathroom. After the door closes. "You sure everything's going well online?" She asks Lacey. Lacey moves her dishes to the sink. "Yeah. The two people are basically my employers. I have the contract and everything." She turns around to face Darcy. "Plus they were warning me about sharing as well." Darcy clears her plate. "All right, just keep me in the loop. I don't think he could handle any more surprises at the moment." She motions to the bathroom. Lacey nods in agreement. "Yeah I will. But it really is a good thing at the moment. I'm constantly horny and getting paid to relieve myself is pretty much the perfect situation. Of course, I still have this urge to get someone involved, but this seems be working for now. Any idea when that someone might be interested?" She slyly looks over at Darcy. She shrugs her shoulders. "Nate's probably your best bet at the moment. He's pretty protective of you. Also-" She pauses. "I can tell you that the horniness goes away after you've had a good and proper fucking." Lacey leans against the counter and crosses her arms. "I mean I felt somewhat better after you fucked me, but not dramatically." Darcy looks upwards. "No I mean being with another person." She looks back at Lacey. "What we did yesterday was probably closer to mutual masturbation. I mean, don't get me wrong you're cute and all, but I'm completely attracted to men." Lacey shakes her head. "No, I get it. So what you're saying is that I need be attracted to the person I fuck?" Darcy shrugs her shoulders again. "Who knows? I know I feel calmer now than a few days ago, so that's really the only advice I have. And like I said before," she motions to the bathroom again. "He's probably your best bet." Lacey nods her head up and down. She stretches and starts walking to her bedroom. "Let me know when you're done. I'm going get some things ready." "You got it." Darcy walks to her own room and begins to pick out clothes to wear. A few minutes later, Nathan walks by in a towel. "All yours," he says. "And please don't take forever. I want to finish quickly so this thing begins here and not out there." He points his thumb towards the door. She walks out of her room and into the bathroom. Nathan gets dressed, pulling a t-shirt over his head and picking a pair or cargo shorts out. He then pulls his phone out and goes around the kitchen opening and closing cabinets. He seems to be putting a list together. Darcy soon exits the bathroom, naked, and winks at Nathan as she goes into her bedroom. Nathan shakes his head out and goes back to his phone. As he grabs his wallet and keys, he notices the business card left behind from the locksmith. He taps it on the counter a few times. He keeps playing with the card as Darcy comes out of her room. She's wearing a low cut blouse and that falls over her yoga pants. She grabs her purse and slips on a pair of sandals. "Ready?" Nathan drops the card on the floor as he stares at her outfit, particularly her chest. Darcy bends down to pick up the card. "They're boobs, Nate. Not only that, but you've seen them before in all their glory." She looks at the card, then at him. He clears his throat and heads towards the door. Darcy follows. "Have you called her yet?" Indicating the card. He opens the door for her. "I don't know if you remember or not, but you infected me with a pretty potent STD a couple of days ago. Going out with someone new is not on my priority list at the moment." Darcy knocks on Lacey's door as she heads out. "All done sweetie!" She slides the card into her purse and goes through the open door. Nathan follows her and shuts it behind them. He quickly reopens the door and runs into the kitchen to grab the bottle of pills. He walks back outside, locking the door behind him. Lacey opens the door to her room, naked as well and walks towards the bathroom. After about half an hour, she re-emerges drying her hair. From her room, she goes through her clothes picking out something. She puts on a short pleated skirt, a black bra and a tight shirt over that. She sits down on the bed and powers up the computer. As its warming up, she rolls over to the side of her bed and opens her drawers. She pulls out a few different toys and looks to be weighing her options. She shrugs her shoulders and puts them all out on her bed behind her. The computer starts up and then the light on top of it flickers on. "So I've got a few different options for you today, why don't we have a vote on what you want to see..." (I think you know the rest - transcriber) Several hours later: Nathan opens the door holding a lot of bags in his hands. Darcy follows him. "Lacey! We could use your help in here!" She shuts the door using her foot. Lacey closes down her computer and walks out to the kitchen. "Wow, I wasn't expecting this much, what's the occasion?" She begins to unpack a bag. "Just stocking up, I wanted to try and limit our excursions outside after what I went through today." He looks across at Darcy. She rolls her eyes. "Look, I couldn't help it okay?" She turns to look at Lacey. "Almost everyone had a thought about what they'd like to do to me. Which I shouldn't be surprised about I guess. What did surprise me is how hot I was getting." She shakes out her shoulders. While putting things away, Nathan speaks up. "I think that your body was matching the potential partner's hormone levels. Probably to speed up transmission of the virus. Thankfully I was there to stop you from getting too out of hand." "There was one guy that envisioned me pulling him aside, and blowing him in the frozen food section. The combination of everything else that had happened, made it seem like a great idea and I just couldn't pull myself away. Nathan grabbed me as I was unbuckling his belt." She puts her hands on the table. "At the time I was really upset, but now I'm glad you did." "It probably helps that you got off in the car nearly the whole ride home..." He says somewhat under his breath but still loud enough to be caught. She smacks him in the arm. "Let's just say that if we want to go out and resemble normal people, those pills are a lot more important than I thought." Nathan says while rubbing his arm. "None of that happened at work for either of you, right?" They both shake their heads. "Maybe it inhibits the part of the brain responsible for creating whatever connection it's making with other people." He holds his hands behind his head. "That team isn't even close to understanding what they made." Suddenly, Nathan puts one hand down on the counter and the other remains on his head. He groans. "Oh god, I think it's starting!" He slides down the side of the counter to a seating position. "Can you two help me to bed?" They rush over to either side of him and put his arms over their shoulders. Slowly they lift him up. He groans again, panting he says. "Darcy, don't forget everything that I showed you today. Is that list still on the counter?" Darcy speaks up. "Yeah it's there, but don't worry about that now, we'll get you into bed." They lay him into the bed and cover him up. "I don't remember going through that, do you?" Lacey rubs his hand through the covers. "No, I hope everything works out. Without him, we don't have much time left." Darcy goes over to his desk and grabs his notebooks and a few medical supplies. She his heart rate and other measurements and writes in his notebook after she finished. She then grabs one of the bags in the kitchen and sets up an IV for him carefully finding the right spot. She then flips through his notebook. "His vitals are close to what ours were. That's a good sign." A ringing goes off in another room. Lacey runs over to the kitchen and starts tearing through bags looking for the source. Darcy finishes writing somethings down then returns the book and supplies to his desk. She walks out of the room as Lacey finds a phone going off. "Call moving guys? That's a weird alarm to set for yourself." Darcy moves to her quickly. "Oh shit! I forgot about that, I better get on it right now." She grabs the phone and quickly dials a number. "It's a weird time to be thinking about them, isn't? I mean the dude you fucked just went into a coma." Darcy holds a finger up to Lacey. "Yes! Hi, I have sort of weird request but bear with me. So my boyfriend just came down with something and we had used your service recently. I wanted to check up on the two gentlemen who helped us to make sure they were okay." Lacey slaps her forehead. "Oh shit, you're right! I completely forgot about that!" Darcy makes a face at her while on the phone. "The address is 5234 Grove Lane. Yes, I'll hold." She presses a button on her phone and sets it down. Music begins to play, as it appears she turned the speaker on. "Yeah, he reminded me about it the other day when he wanted to test our abilities," she says. Lacey resumes putting groceries away as the music continues to play. After about a minute. "Ma'am?" is heard from the phone. Darcy picks up and presses a button. "Yes, I'm here." She walks towards a window as she listens. She sighs and turns around, looking visibly relieved. "Yes, thank you I feel better already. Have a good day." She puts her phone down. "They both showed up for work today and haven't made any complaints. Safe to say it isn't transferable through receiving oral I suppose." "So we can blow as many guys as we want and not infect any of them?" Lacey looks very pleased by this. Darcy smiles. "Yes, I suppose. However, just because we can, doesn't mean we should. We should start using those pills regularly so there aren't any more slip ups." Lacey pouts. "Fine! I'll just practice my technique on my toys..." She appears to continue grumbling underneath her breath. Darcy steps over to her. "That's my girl! Besides, for most guys experiencing a blow job is god enough. You'll be a pro in no time!" They finish with the groceries and then adjourn to their rooms. Darcy fishes out a business card from her purse. She flips it between her fingers for a minute or two. After that she sets it down and pulls out her phone. "Sarah? Hi, this is Nathan's roommate, Darcy." She pauses listening to the response. "Yeah I know, he sure has waited a long time before giving you a call. And you probably weren't expecting someone else to call for him either. I wanted to call you because I think there's a chance you two would be really good for each other and I don't want his circumstances to prevent that." Another pause. "Oh, no nothing serious, he just got really busy lately. Barely has time to take care of himself, let alone foster a new relationship. I wanted to set something up between you two. Trust me, he has no idea I'm doing this." A pause again. "Well I wanted to know if you'd be open to the idea, this Thursday he has some time off, so I wanted to try and surprise him with you!" She nods her head and a big smile grows on her face. "Great! I'll text you some details about what I'm planning and we can get together to make this happen. And don't worry, he likes you a lot. You're probably the first woman I've seen him overcome his nerves to talk to." She laughs at the response. "Yeah that sounds great, too! All right, like I said I'll text the details to throughout the week. Have a good night!" She hangs up the phone. She glances down at her desk and sees the notebook Nathan gave her. She opens it up and begins writing. Darcy's journal: So I just set Nathan up with the locksmith whose number he got. He'll probably hate me for it, but he deserves to meet someone that he would want to connect with before he'll want to connect with everyone he meets, like Lacey and I. I also have the feeling that he doesn't have a long term plan to dealing with us. We can't expect to hide this forever, especially when spring and summer hits. With all the bikinis and half naked guys walking around, none of us are going to remain hidden for long. I had a thought the other day at work as I was walking by our division's head's office. Inside was the CEO for our entire company, doing rounds to each division and checking up on them. He's a very rich man, and he even knows the founder, an even richer man! So my idea is, to seduce someone of extreme wealth and sell them on a miracle anti-aging treatment. Assuming I find someone vain enough to indulge me even a little, I'll be able to bring them into the fold. After that, I think the that we could move towards getting an isolated mansion or retreat somewhere so that we can live without being so damn cautious, like we have been so far. Either Lacey or I are going to slip up, and I don't want to spend the rest of my life isolated in a prison cell. I haven't put much thought into this plan yet, but in the next few days I'm going to get a better idea of where to meet some rich guys, or find a way to accidentally bump into our CEO. I used to know a few gold-diggers, maybe they'll be willing to share some tips. All right, that's all for now, I'm exhausted and since I have to go to work tomorrow, I should try sleeping now. End of entry. Lacey enters her room and begins to clean off her bed of the various toys she had put there earlier. She spends sometime on her computer. She looks over to the notebook Nathan left her. She picks up, then shakes her and puts it back down. She turns off her lights as well and goes to sleep. End of recording. January 27th: Darcy and Lacey return from work late in the evening. After putting on comfortable clothes they both sit down in the living room. "So you think that will work?" Lacey asks. "Yeah, I think so. It's well documented that old men can be suckers for a pretty face. The fact that I'm offering to make them into hung studs should sweeten the pot." Darcy leans back in the chair. "I'm worried about Nate will respond. This thing seems to have made both of us less inhibited, so I'm hoping he'll be able and willing to throw in his two cents." "True, this doesn't sound like something he'd be on board with." Lacey looks down at her phone as a ringtone goes off. She smiles as she looks at it. "Hold on a sec, let me reply to this." She taps out a message and puts the phone down. Darcy sits up and smiles at her. "Someone special?" "I might her online, she's giving me some pointers for my show. We're trying to meet up in person but I'm holding off on that until Nathan isn't comatose," Lacey responds. "Good idea," Darcy plays with her hair and leans back. She yawns and looks at the clock. "I think I'm going to tuck in early tonight. What about you?" Lacey's phone goes off again. "I'll stay up a little longer, but just texting," she says while not looking up from her phone. "Good night then," Darcy says and moves to her bed. End of recording. January 28th: Around 3 in the afternoon, Nathan begins to toss in his bed. His eyes slowly open, after a second or two he sits straight up in bed. "Moment of truth," he says quietly. He looks over to the camera, nods and then throws the covers off of himself. He shifts to put his feet off to one side. "Definitely taller," he says. "I'm going to think out loud for the record," he says loudly. "My feet are touching floor sooner than I'm used to, meaning my legs have probably gained a few inches." He braces his legs and slowly stands up. He looks around. "No, that's not it. Some of my height is from my legs but not this much. I need to see how tall I've gotten." He walks over to his desk and grabs a tap measure. "Roughly 6 feet 3 inches. About 4 inches of growth. That will be hard to explain. What about physique?" He takes his shirt off. "Holy fucking shit..." He looks down at his stomach revealing a completely flat set of abs. He flexes his arms and other muscles. He breathes out slowly. "Well, clearly potential for a cosmetic surgery or exercise alternative... I think it might be obvious what's happened to me at work already, but I need to see about my face." He walks out of his room and to the bathroom. After turning the lights on. "Yup, I can barely see my old face in this. As objectively as I can be at this point, I'd say I'm more traditionally attractive. Hair grew more than I was expecting too, I seem to have a mullet," he says while playing with the hair on the back of his head. He then drops his shorts, revealing his penis. "The main event..." He works his hand up and while holding the tape measure in his other hand. After a few moments he lines them up next to each other. "Easily 10 inches... fuck. What the hell am I going to do with this thing?" He then moves off camera, deeper into the bathroom. "I'm 210 now completely naked, although I'd wager to say that it's all muscle." He steps back in and pulls his shorts up. He walks out of the room. "Need to get as much done now, before everything sets in. There's no way I can go back to work and not be drilled. But I need to get more of those pills. So what are my options?" He paces around the room, moving his hands around in the air. His lips appear to be moving, but there's no sound. After about 5 minutes he stops, shrugs his shoulders and says. "That's really my only option at this point." He moves to his room and pulls out his phone. He plays with it for a little bit then sets it down. "I just texted Jerry, the brains behind the pill project to see if he can stop by after work. I told him it's important. Hopefully, I can get his help and then we can run away somewhere before the inevitable happens." Nathan then begins to run through a series of tests recording what he can in his notebook. Around 5, there's a knock on the door. He puts his shirt on, which comes down to his belly button now. "Hmmm... It's open!" he yells while walking into Lacey's room. He opens the box of clothes she had yet to donate and pulls a few things out. The door is pushed open, revealing a man of about 35 years. His gut is visible, being held back a belt that appears to have a new hole put into it. His jeans have dirt and stain marks up and down both legs. The jacket looks a little too small, it probably wouldn't be able to close around his torso anymore. His black hair is sleeked back and appears to be thinning. Clearly a man not going gracefully into middle age. "Nathan?" he says haltingly. He slowly closes the door behind him as he wrings his hands together. Eyes darting around. "Just one second..." Nathan says while trying on a pair of basketball shorts. They're a little loose on him, but he pulls the drawstrings and walks out. The man jumps backwards running into the door he just closed. "Wh-wh-who are you? Wh-wh-where's Nathan?" Nathan holds out his hands and backs away from the door. "Jerry, just relax. I need you to calm down before I start explaining." He backs towards the kitchen and grabs his notebook. Jerry fixes his glasses and places one hand on the door. "Look, obviously, this isn't what you thought it was going to be. I apologize for using deception, but I need your help. I really am Nathan. I broke about a million protocols to get to this point, so I'll admit I'm not behaving like myself, but you have to believe me." He holds the book up between them, then slides it on the floor towards the door. "This should give you enough proof and information about the last few weeks." Jerry steps cautiously away from the door and picks up the book. "S-s-so you're saying y-y-you've infected yourself?" Nathan rocks his head back and forth. "It's not as straightforward as that, but yeah, that's what happened. And I need your pills." Jerry picks up the book and begins to leaf through it. "What I'm asking for, begging for, is for a large supply of your pills. I'm not stupid enough to think that you wouldn't report me especially with what's happened recently, I'm just asking for some time." Nathan sits down on a kitchen chair, hands on his knees. "I've lost control of the situation and I need time to evaluate my options. So, don't make a decision today. But soon. And if you do want to report me, at least give me a heads up." Jerry closes the book and puts up a hand to his face. "Why should I help you?" "Yeah I know we've disagreed in the past, but I've always thought it was constructive criticism. You've been good about that and I hope I was too. But in the end, I know you're a good person. So I'm pleading to that side of you. Not the side that shot down my 'ridiculous' viral injection theory." Jerry steps towards Nathan slowly, seeming to look him up and down. "It's remarkable, I never would've guessed the change would be so thorough." He suddenly looks much more comfortable as he circles Nathan. Nathan stands up and pulls his shirt off. "You have no idea, not yet. I just finished recording some observations. I only woke a few hours ago so there's probably more data that I could add to that book, but this is important." The door open up quickly, Lacey steps in, her heels clacking on the floor. She's wearing a light pair of tights below a knee-length skirt and a tight shirt. He jacket is open at the front revealing the depth of the collar. She stops in her tracks and looks at Jerry. They make eye contact for a brief second before he blushes and looks away. Lacey sees him look away and smiles to herself. She puts her purse down and pulls off her jacket. "Lacey, this is my coworker, Jerry. Jerry, Lacey." Nathan steps from behind him and, upon viewing him unobstructed, Lacey gasps and puts her hands up to her mouth. Nathan rolls his eyes and smirks. "Na-Na-Nathan, I'll tell you to-to- tomorr-tomorr-tomorrow what I decide." Jerry collects himself and moves past Lacey towards the door. Lacey cocks an eyebrow and follows him as walks past her. He stops at the open door briefly and looks back at her. She smiles and waves her fingers at him. He blushes and rushes out the door, running into Darcy. She steps backwards, he mutters something and then sprints out of sight.