Inspired by the movies - 6

“Hi Mum, I'm home!” I shouted as I walked through the door, dropped my bags on the floor, and headed for the kitchen.

I heard a noise upstairs and my mother came running down flustered. She had recently celebrated her forty-third birthday but ran down the stairs like an athlete.
“I thought you were home tomorrow; I was just making the beds.” She said running a hand to sweep back her brown hair that had fallen over her face.

“I had a chance of a lift if I left last night so I took it and here I am.” I held my arms out.
“Oh darling it’s good to have you back home.” She replied throwing her arms around me. “I am glad you didn’t go to that party this spring break.”
“Well you told me that Aunt Josie was unwell, and things were going crazy here, so I thought I had better check up on her, and you.”

My mother had been phoning me every night saying my aunt had been acting strange, forgetting who she was, listless but refusing to see a doctor. She had also been scared by lights in the sky and some neighbours had started a scare about aliens.
“I am perfectly fine thank you.” A voice said from behind me, and I turned to see my aunt walk into the room. She was wearing a loose robe and had just got out of the shower by her glistening skin. Despite being two years older than my mother she looked about 20 years younger today. The last time I had seen her I had noticed some grey streaks starting but now her hair was down to her shoulders and was a luscious blonde colour looking healthier than my long dirty blonde locks.

“Well, you look great,” I said and it was true she was glowing with health.
She held out her arms. “Come here, my favourite niece.”
“And only niece. I laughed but hugged anyway.

She had missed me I thought, by the strength of her hug holding me tight against her, the robe she must have hastily thrown on in the shower was coming open and I could feel her large breasts getting free and pressing into me.
“Let me come up for air.” I laughed and broke free.
“It is good to see you Mia, I am glad you are home.” She said studying me.
“It has been a few months, I am a little annoyed however that mum was so worried when you’re in perfect health.”
“That’s my little sis, overreacting it was just a cold.”
“So what did you mean by she didn’t seem like herself and lights in the sky? You had me so worried.”
They shared a look which seemed secretive but I didn’t push it, I just had a sense of relief that all was well.
“I was overtired and needed a good sleep, today I feel like a new woman.” and they both laughed at some private joke.
I studied her, and she did seem to be glowing with health.
“I am beat after travelling all night, I will go and have a sleep,” I said moving towards the stairs. The long journey was catching up with me.
“Why don’t you have one later, I wanted to freshen your room for you.”
“It’s ok mum I don’t mind I’ll go and have a few hours and join you later.”
They looked disappointed, but I wasn’t going to put off a nap for the sake of a few creased bed sheets. I set the alarm on my phone for 1 pm and went to sleep.

When I came down the house was empty, and a note lay on the table.
We are running some errands for the neighbours and will be back in time for dinner.
I grabbed a few snack bars and went off to see my friend Jenny who worked in a local restaurant.

“Hi girl, you home for spring break, I thought you’d be partying with the jocks.” She laughed and walked around the bar to hug me. Her red hair was pinned up, wearing a burgundy waitressing outfit that hid her slim figure.

“I was planning but a false alarm from Mum had me rushing back here.”

“What was wrong? She looked in good health just now.”

“Just now? Where did you see her?”

“She was driving out of the Baxter’s farm, another one of those green pods in the back.” She walked back behind the bar and started polishing glasses for service.

“I didn’t know she knew the Baxter’s, what green pods?”

“They are huge pods that look like giant peas; they are the latest health benefit. I was given one yesterday It is down in the basement ripening, you should see Mrs Baxter she looks 20 years younger and has the figure of a supermodel.”

“I have never heard of health pods; Mrs Baxter, wasn’t she the one always in dungarees?”

“Yes,” Jenny laughed, “But not anymore. Skirt up to here, heels, she looks like a new woman, glowing with health.”

The phrase glowing bothered me as I had thought that very word several times today.

“What about Mr Baxter?”

“I haven’t seen him in ages I expect he’s the same.”

“Can I see the pod I’m curious?”

“I can’t you have to leave it in a dark area for 48 hours to ripen, then it produces a cream I’m told, Mrs Baxter is a walking advertisement.” She stood the glasses on a tray and continued preparing the bar for the later opening.

“Maybe I should get one?”

“It looks like your mum has already picked you one up.”

“That’s typical of her, so are you working tonight? we could catch up over a few drinks.”

“I would like to, but I have already cancelled Todd tonight, I have this headache that won’t go so I’m going to finish my shift and have an early night.”

“Ok well I’m home for a few days, I hope we can catch up before I go back?”

“That’s a date girlfriend, so what are you doing today?”

“I was going to call in on Fran, take her some flowers and see how she’s coping.”

She had lost her husband a few weeks earlier due to illness.

“She’s a strange one, she is dating already.”

“Already but they were married 20 years.”

“Dating a woman too.” She said knowingly nodding her head.

“Oh, that’s odd he only passed away a fortnight ago.”

“I know I was driving past the other day, and they were both in the doorway kissing, I almost crashed the jeep.”

I laughed at that.

“I will still drop some flowers in and see how she’s doing.”

“Well good luck, make sure she doesn’t change you. The girl she was kissing was your age.”

I laughed and left for the florist.

The town was quite small sitting bang in the middle of a farming community so the drive to the florist took less than two minutes. This was a town where everyone knew everyone, so I pushed the door open, and Gayle looked up from the bouquet she was making. She was a sixty-year-old spinster, but she had a fresh mid-30s look to her, her dark hair free-flowing, and a summer dress so thin I could see her body through it.

“Hello Mia, it’s nice to see you, are you back for spring break?”

I wasn’t sure if I imagined it, but it looked like her eyes had briefly roamed my body as she said it. I suddenly wished I had worn something longer than the shorts I had on.

“Yes, I’m home for a few days, I thought I would take some flowers over to Fran

“Oh, that will be nice, she will be delighted to see you.”

There was something about the way she said it that bothered me, but I couldn’t put my finger on it, so I kept dialogue to a minimum and came away with a small bunch of flowers I thought were suitable.

Fran was in her garden deadheading some flowers.

“Hello Mia, how are you?”

“I’m fine thanks Fran, I thought I would drop these in and see how you are feeling.”

“Feeling? I am fine thanks; we can’t dwell in the past.”

The porch door swung open, and a young woman came out walking down the steps to Fran’s side, wearing just a green bikini she slipped her arm around her waist.

“You will have to come and join us soon,” Fran said and turned to the young brunette and kissed her on the lips.

“Yes, well I have a few errands to run today but it was nice meeting you both.”

Everyone seemed to be odd, except me, maybe it was just small-town syndrome, and I had been away, but I couldn’t shake the feeling no woman should look that good so quickly, it defied logic. I got home to find my mother in the kitchen.

“I made you a coffee.” She said pressing it into my hands.

I knew I was having a dream, because I’m not a lesbian, and yet the dream felt so real. I could feel a tongue between my legs, pleasuring me, someone lay beside me just out of sight caressing my breast, a head leant forward to suck on my tit but I could not move to look. It had to be a dream this was impossible; I had no energy to resist, and my head pounded but I felt waves of pleasure wash over me as my dream assailants made love to me. I liked guys or to be more precise a jock’s cock, and I liked them like I liked my pizza, big and meaty. The tongue that was inside me felt so long and soft, not sliding but almost twisting and slithering and even though I wasn’t a lesbian I welcomed this invasion of my body’s snatch. I writhed and rode the tongue even though I felt paralysed until I came hard, my juices flowing.

I woke up saturated in sweat, and devoid of energy, I lay there briefly wondering about the dream and tried to get up. I couldn’t my body was so tired, and I just wanted to sleep, but something was telling me this is wrong get up now. Part of my mind was saying sleep another part shouted get up now. With a sudden burst of energy, I swung my legs off the bed and sat up.

I heard a scream and felt a sensation like scissors in my mind.

I staggered out of my room and down the stairs. The house was empty but suddenly I heard a groan come from the basement. I went down flicking the light switch as I did and was met with a horrific sight. A giant pod at least 6 feet in length had burst open and what looked like a female-shaped body had slid out and was rotting in front of my eyes, I realised I was looking at myself, the same long legs with a scar on the knee, same boobs, 36c, so that’s what they looked like from a guy’s viewpoint, same long blonde hair, and if her eyes were open, I would expect they matched mine. Even as I stared the body melted away and in less than a minute there was nothing but slush. I ran back up the stairs grabbed my keys and fled.

I drove over to warn Jenny but as I pulled up and saw her approach me wearing cut-off shorts and tied blouse with her arm around a young woman, I knew it was too late.

“I hope you feel the benefits of a good sleep.” She asked, and her eyes narrowed as she saw something missing in me.
I reversed and drove away, in my mirror I could see her talking into her mobile phone.

I had to warn the outside world and to do that I needed a photo so I drove to the Baxter’s farm, pulling off the side of the road and climbing over a fence to get into their fields. I worked my way through their crops going deeper into the farm until I heard the noise of vehicles. I moved forward slowly and saw a sight that terrified me.

Cars and pickups were driving into an area and women were getting out, all beautiful well proportioned, they would offload men who looked dead or comatose and place them in front of pods about half the size of the one in my basement. Roots would creep out of the soil and drag the men down and in return another pod would bloom into life. Some women were taking children - who appeared asleep - up to the pod which would open to allow the child to be placed inside, pods beside them were hatching with fully grown supermodels climbing out. I clicked away with my phone and then turned and fled back to my car.

I got in and started the car and it suddenly dawned on me the car was unlocked, even as I registered the fact I felt a pinprick on my neck. I turned my head to see my mother smiling at me.
“Don’t panic everything is going to be fine; you are just overtired.” I fell into darkness.

I woke bursting out of a pod, totally naked and covered in watery slime that quickly ran off me leaving my skin flawless, a green bra and pantie were set on the table beside me along with a bathrobe and I dried myself slipping on the underwear and leaving the room. I went up to my bedroom and lifted my old body off the bed, wrapped it in a sheet and put it in the
trunk of the car to be recycled at the farm. I realised just by smell I could determine what women had not yet been freed to a new life. I drove to the farm to collect a pod, ready to visit my neighbours.