Alien Symbiote: Part 7, Implanting Sini

Infecting and implanting Sini

I had chosen to have none of the subjugated women at home the day I knew Sini was due to visit and go through the last of the clothes she was taking. I did not want her to have a chance to understand something very abnormal was going on.

It was a typical summer, sunny hot day out, with Sini due to arrive around 4PM. At noon I turned the aircon thermostat up to 79, letting the house heat up. By the time she arrived the house was warm, and I knew the long, narrow master bedroom closet would be uncomfortably hot to work in.

I was looking forward to Sini’s arrival not just out of hunger to take her, but as an experiment to see how her well known Finnish toughness would stand up to the effects of the alien biochemistry. Running things warm so I would be sweating hard in the closet with her was adding an edge to the usual effects. I was hoping the messengers in my sweat would have their usual effects of weakening her thinking and will, slowing her enough that I could get in some kisses. The much stronger intoxicants and arousal pheromones in my drool would then have a chance. It would be a battle between my symbiotic chemistry and her weight and willpower.

I was still musing on the odds when the doorbell cam alerted me to Sini pulling into the driveway, and I went to the door to greet her. I opened the door when Sini came slowly up the steps. I greeted Sini as she reached the porch, stepping back against the wall while needlessly holding the door open for her. The narrow passage bounded by the long table leading from the door led Sini to pass close by me, giving her a starting dose of the cloud of hormones and chemicals evaporating in my sweat. In passing at close range I could see she was breathing heavily from the walk and step climbing, my smile to her as much pleasure at knowing she was already being drugged as it was in greeting.

I invited Sini to settle in the guest chair while closing the front door. “Have a sit and rest up Sini, it’s better in here even if the aircon is having trouble keeping up with the hot day. Would you like a cold drink?”

Sini agreed, slumping into the big chair as I went by to fetch her a cold soda from the fridge, and we made pointless talk about the hot weather and friends as she happily accepted the drink and relaxed for a few minutes. By the time Sini finished her drink she was not yet seeming to feel any effects of my presence yet, though she did wobble a little when she stood up again for the two of us to go look in the closet.

The closet of doom:

The closet was long and narrow, without ventilation. The door was at one end, and the last of the clothes Sini was there to look at were deliberately on a rod across the far end. I led the way into the closet, getting near the end, turning aside the clothes on the long rod along the length of the closet to make room for my back. I waved Sini forwards and indicated what she was there to look at and choose from. Though I was backed aside, Sini had to move past me at close range to reach, and as she stood there looking at things I was at her side, just a little behind her. It was very hot in the closet and we were both quickly sweating so I knew Sini was getting the full benefit of the pheromones and other effects of my alien altered sweat. When Sini pulled one hanger off the rod and held the blouse up to look at, I touched her left shoulder with my right hand, my left hand reaching point at a small hanging thread on the button line.. My thin shirt was soaked through, dosing Sini at close range while I asked her. “Do you think this one will be ok if the seam is mended?”

Sini stammered a bit, clearly feeling the effects of my proximity as she looked at the spot I indicated. “Umm, ahh I don’t see anything wrong, it’ll be OK I think.”

I lowered my pointing hand to let Sini put the hanger back on the rod, her lifting hand then pawing a bit at the other clothes before she wiped the back of that hand across her forehead. Sini mumbled something so softly I could not make out the words. I squeezed lightly with my hand where it touched the bottom of her shoulder blade to draw her attention, asking her “Are you OK?”

Sini turned partly towards me, my hand slipping down across her back to be at her hip as she tried to face me, wobbling a little. Once she was looking me in the face I asked her again. “Sini, are you OK?”

Sini stammered, her eyes looking dazed as she tried to speak. Her eyes were wide, but her pupils had shrunk to pinpoints despite being in the dim closet. Her face was wet with sweat and she blinked several times to clear the dripping salty sweat from her eyes. “I’m, ahh, I think the heat is getting to me.”

I reached up to the shelf over Sini’s head, the one that ran the length of the closet across from the long rod of hanging clothes, pulling down a small towel. Sini startled a little as I touched her, using a corner of the cloth to wipe her forehead, and then down onto her cheek, my face very close to hers. There was at most an inch or two between her belly and mine, the shape of her breasts and her bra-cleavage visible through her partially sweat-soaked T-shirt. Sini startled a little at the touch, but did not try to move away or protest. “It’s not just the heat Sini, there is more to what you are feeling.”

I moved the wiping small towel around under Sini’s chin, my fingertips grazing the front of her neck as I dried her there, stopping with my the cloth at the right side of her neck, my knuckles just below her chin, so close her chin brushed against them when she spoke. Sini wobbled a bit more noticeably on her legs, her belly briefly pressing against me. “I’m dizzy, what do you mean?”

I judged Sini was about as much dazed under the influence as she was going to get from my sweat, and escalated my attempt to take over her by leaning forwards, my mouth just an inch from hers as I spoke softly. “I mean your body is telling you something, Sini. Can’t you feel what being so close to me is doing to you? You want me Sini, you need my touch!”

First kiss:

Sini startled and protested as she slowly understood what I was saying, her small attempt to move back from me stopped by the wall behind her. I felt her hip move as she tried to turn from me, my grip holding harder for a moment. I dropped the towel, my thumb and first finger lightly gripping her chin to keep her in place as I pressed close and kissed her lips gently. I could feel her bra-bound breasts pressing my sweaty shirt against my pecs while my lips touched hers for a long few seconds before I moved my head back an inch to end the kiss. Sini’s arms came up, reaching slowly and fumbling at my sides in a weak attempt to push me away. “No, wait, that’s wrong, let go of mMpph!”

I cut off Sini’s protest by kissing her again, my lips harder on hers, taking advantage of her mouth open to speak by slipping my tongue along her parted soft lips, exposing her to the first touch of my wet, doped drool. Sini turned her face from mine as my tongue finished the one sweep, trying to push me away from her with fumbling hands. I leaned into her a little harder, my groin pushing against her lower belly to keep her in place against the wall. As her mouth left mine I told her in a firm but quiet tone: “You can’t lie, I know your body is telling you how horny this is getting you.”

Though still dazed Sini’s voice was stronger, her temper roused by the unwanted assault for all she was not really able to put up much physical resistance. “Let go of me! It’s just the heat making me feel wrong!”

I gripped Sini more firmly by the chin, not having to use much strength to turn her face back to mine. I kissed her again, much more firmly, keeping her body pinned against the wall. Sini’s physical struggle was barely felt, her body surrendering even though her will still fought me while I kissed much harder. Sini’s lips were soft and very warm against mine, my head tilting a little as the firm kiss parted her lips, some of my flowing saliva smearing across her mouth. Sini tensed against me, her lips parting a little for a moment before she again turned her head away, unconsciously licking her lips of my saliva before she protested again. “No, that’s not right, I should have you stop!”

“Not stopping, Sini. I don’t care what you want or say, your body is begging me to fuck you and you’re not even fighting me!” I pushed forwards against Sini very firmly, my groin pressing into her lower belly flap, left hand shifting to hold her more strongly by her chin, turning her head to bring her lips into place again. The firm grip did not need much force, she barely resisted the turn of her head. I lifted my right hand from her hip, reaching up to grab around the side of her left breast where it was pressed to my chest.