Greetings
from Jessica’s Vagina
Chapter
1: Jessica
Dean:
From
the start, Jessica made it very clear, if I continued on the road I
was taking with her, that there'd be no turning back. In fact, the
first word she ever said directly to me, when she caught me looking
at her:
"Careful."
I
thought, at first, she was cautioning me against inappropriate
behavior; but then she looked down at her own body, and back up at
me, coy, unmistakable.
I'd
never had a woman be sexually aggressive towa

2:
Amy
Dean:
It's
a gorgeous spring day. Jessica is wearing a new, flowing
orange-and-white sundress, which is being illuminated by the
brilliant sunshine.
I
know this because I'm watching it from the inside. Freed for the
moment from the confines of Jessica's birth canal, I'm riding pretty
comfortably inside the white cotton panel of my girlfriend's panty
hose, like it was a hammock.
Through
the fabric I can see the grey cement of the sidewalk, the interior of
Jessica's dress, the inside of her

Chapter
3: Breeding
Dean:
I'm
mesmerized by the sunlight as it shines through Jessica's hair. Her
face is silhouetted against a clear blue sky, the light so brilliant
that many of the other passengers on this side of the plane have
closed their window shades. But not Jessica. She's staring out that
window while I stare at her.
I'm
longing for someone I already have, someone who's only about three
inches away from me in these cramped coach seats. I put my hand,
delicately, on Jessica's leg, and s

Chapter
4: Daisy
Jessica:
Okay, I think we're all set up. Dean?
Dean?
Dean:
I'm here.
Jessica:
You've got one question, if you can take it.
Dean:
Okay. I don't have long.
Jessica:
It's from Groblek.
Dean:
Oh, good. What...?
Jessica:
What difference do you feel in the mental connection between Amy and
I?
Dean:
At first? At the second before that first connection we made to
Amy... well, you were hopeful.
I was pretty much in shock: there I was, after all, glued to your
body almost exactly like I w

Chapter
5: Awakening
There
is light!
And
air! I can breathe! Real, honest-to-goodness air, not oxygen just
absorbed through my skin. I've got lungs that work!
Look!
Down there! Feet! I can wiggle my toes and they actually move!
I'm
sitting on a toilet? I'm all alone and this bathroom is definitely
familiar, I've seen it before but never felt that cold tile on my
feet. I look at those feet again, connected to legs that are skinnier
than I remember. In my left hand I'm holding toilet paper, there'

Chapter
6: Alicia’s Winter Break
Alicia:
My
heart was racing. I thought I was being accused of cheating: in my
head that was the only possibility. I'd done too well, probably a
perfect score, on my Calc II midterms. I figured that it wouldn't
hurt: they want
me to do well, right? I want my mothers to be proud of me.
Why
else would they call a freshman to the office of the Dean of
Students?
She
was very calm, which only made me more nervous. She immediately
dismissed the work-study student who

7:
Daisy’s Birthday
Alicia:
I love Daisy. And I know this isn't her fault, and there's nothing
she can do about it, but that was the lamest birthday party I've been
to in years, despite Moms' planning. The movie was fine, I guess, but
jioias.,94 Ow! Stoppit daiSY! jasf
89./,./
Daisy:
It was fine.
They get it: compared to your adventures, Alicia, a little girl's
birthday party isn't going to be cool. They may be preteen girls, but
I think my friends are pretty cool to me. And we agreed that I
g

8:
My Night With Alicia
Daisy:
I'm sorry.
I'm
really, really, sorry.
I
was overconfident. I mean, I helped create
Alicia: at least part of me did. I thought I'd have an edge. I share
my Mom's feelings, want so dearly to carry out the mission she's
intended for us. I thought it would give me an advantage that Alicia
wasn't expecting.
Still
I procrastinated getting into bed for as long as I could. Moms were
already asleep, Alicia impatient for my arrival. I brushed my teeth
and hair and flossed an

9:
Infected
Daisy:
Alicia is off to school. I couldn't bring myself to do anything to
stop her. Belle was out at a friend's; Clarisse was down in our
basement study working on homework.
My
two mothers were watching television together, nestled into each
other on the sofa, while some kind of chili bubbled in the crock pot
and smelled terrific. Just by standing in the doorway like I did,
they know something was wrong.
"What
is it, honey?"
I
couldn't answer yet. Amy paused the movie they

10:
Awake and Alone
Daisy:
It's the absolute middle of the night and I'm wide awake like it was
ten in the morning. It's the second night in a row. At least it's a
weekend.
Yes,
I understand my own physiology. I get it. My body is flooding itself
with estrogen at night to continue my transformation from "girl"
to "woman", and although I definitely look forward to those
privileges of being older, on a day-to-day basis it's a pain in the
rump. Or, more accurately, a pain in the

11:
And So It Begins
Alicia:
It's late afternoon; I'm in the Dean's office with Ms. Dakin for our
scheduled visit. I had some bad news for her that I decided to break
right away: that my menstrual cycle, though imminent, was likely too
late for the Spring Break mission, which was in just a few days.
She
surprised me. "Oh, Alicia, don't worry about that. Spend the
break with your family. You've been through enough already."
"You
got someone else for the mission?"
"Yes.
Do

12:
The Catalog
Daisy:
At least we don't have to go grocery shopping for a little while.
Alicia
contacted us and told us all that we need to fast for a day or two
before she arrives home. This is going to seem weird, but she's got a
real problem on her hands (or, specifically, in her belly) and needs
our help with it.
So:
My mother, Jessica, decided to become my other mother's "partner"
in the most extreme way possible. Inside Alicia's uterus, the two
have become one, who (after she's

13:
Amy’s Return
Amy:
I absolutely could not believe what the girls were doing for me. All
of them. I hadn't considered what Jessica's request really meant; it
was stupid of us... me. Not to take Jessica in with me, not to be one
with her; but rather the timing of it. I knew, or should have known,
that merging us together, condensing us into one human being, would
take longer than the four weeks' vacation time I had.
I
told Alicia that she could eke out one extra day, maybe two: after
all, it'

14:
Brad and Stacy
Daisy:
"Daisy!" came Amy's call from the front door. "Brad's
here to see you!"
I
finished scribbling the answer to like the fortieth math problem on
that day's homework, and scooted down the stairs. From the look on
Brad's eyes I saw something was wrong. I took a look at Mom, who
nodded at me, and went back to the kitchen.
Brad
didn't move from the door, and didn't wait for Amy to leave earshot.
"Why-- why didn't you tell me?"
"Come
in, if yo

15:
Pajama Party Triangulation
Daisy:
I've never felt this level of anger towards a "grown-up".
Yes, Brad's parents were prescient that there was something different
and dangerous about my family, and from their perspective I can see
why they pretty much forbade Brad from seeing me, even as friends.
Through Stacy, I found that Brad's mother had pinged his GPS location
only about ten minutes after he'd arrived at my house, when according
to his parents he should have already been home a

16:
March 26
M.K.,
2225 UTC
translated
The idiots at the door had to strip-search me for wires and
"weapons", but I got in with no problem. Never even
considered that I was the weapon.
Thus
ended the career of one of the world's most brutal dictators. He's
done as I asked and turned over control of the country to his
daughter.
Nice
job with the military, which he did threaten to call out at one point
before I broke him. The "commanders" down at the barracks
were indeed expect

17:
“Anonymous”, Indeed
Alicia:
I'd been home for four very long days during which we stayed pretty
much glued to various screens fretting over every little political
setback and celebrating each victory, making our own commentary for
as many of the interviews and pundits, like pretty much every other
person across the world was doing.
On
my way to the bathroom, I was confronted in the hallway by Belle.
"You're
not alone," she said.
"Wha...?"
Belle, I just need to pee--
&

18:
Don’t Call Me That
Alicia:
Belle flopped down on her bed. "Whoa. Sis. That's really heavy."
"Don't
I know it?"
"Come
here." Belle patted the bed in front of her. "You're
stressed. Let me hold you while you catch me up the rest of the way."
"Okay."
She
wasn't pressing to establish that mental connection with me and I was
struck by a terrible thought: she probably never will, not ever
again!. Right now, though, just her touch, just her innoce

19:
Misery Tour
Alicia:
I'm
holding heavy, painted steel bars in both hands, looking out. I joke
with Rob, who is a bit flummoxed at the moment; he's been mostly
keeping to himself lately and has little idea what's going on. Fine
with me.
"I
bet this is where you hoped I'd end up, isn't it?"
The
jail cell catches Rob's attention. Okay, not jail, just a holding
cell. It's still so barbaric! So glad we won't need many of these for
much longer.
Captain
Sarwell, who seems a little young fo

20:
Go Ahead, Try It
Alicia:
Okay, Belle was right. It does actually hurt to sit down. Ironically,
that actually feels great. All this tension released. Belle's got our
two guys' phone numbers, but I'm not really thinking we'll be seeing
them; but that's okay. We weren't in this for a relationship. Just
raw, animal sex. Whew. Yeah!
Almost
makes me sad that guys like that are going to become scarce before
too much longer. Well, they'll be replaced by a different kind of
guy, I suppose. Maybe that

21:
Holdout
Daisy:
I knew it. I knew something was wrong.
I
didn't participate in the so-called "orgy" four days after
Alicia came home. You know, the day the world more or less exploded.
Ironically, one of the few things unaffected has been public schools,
and apparently, stupid math homework is more important than the
impending upheaval of our planet's entire human civilization.
Even
then, I can't say I felt invited. Usually they'd wait for me. This
time I felt more like something wa

22:
Nested
Daisy:
We call this "stereopsis": when you see the same events
from more than one point of view. If you relax your brain fills in
the gaps and it's like you can see what was happening from even more
perspectives than there actually were.
I
see it. Belle, relaxed, comfortable, her cervix dilating comfortably.
Alicia, as intense as always, has her tongue against Belle's
clitoris, alternately holding still to maintain that mental
connection and then actively pleasuring Belle.
T

23:
Cerys
Daisy:
Having finally caught up on the events of four months ago, I removed
my tongue from my sister's mouth. Rob was still "alive", he
just wasn't Rob anymore. He was just a speck, not even a complete
egg, in Alicia's right ovary. Another one of Alicia's powers,
apparently.
Cerys
distracted me, her hand gently between my legs, reading my thoughts
as I read Alicia's.
I
like Cerys. She's got a slight British accent that's very cute. I saw
a picture of her... before Casey got a

24:
Together Again
Cerys:
I'm--
Rob
cut off his own words. But since I know what he's thinking, I know he
was about to say:

"free".
For
all the desire to "converse" with me, Rob is very silent.
So am I: I'm letting him read my own thoughts directly. I told him he
was a dolt because he is. An insanely intelligent man, kind, even,
but a dolt. Daisy tried to help him. Daisy knew what Alicia needed,
what she wanted all along, and Rob just couldn't hear it. She needed
to be ta

25:
Goodbye, Rob
Cerys:
You're up for that, aren't you, Rob?
Well?
Rob::
...........
Cerys::
I'm giving you an opportunity to say whatever you want to everyone
out there. You don't want to waste that, do you?
Rob::
Leave me alone, Cerys. I have nothing more to say to you after what
you've done to me, and I definitely don't want to be shown off giving
my last words like some depraved performing monkey. At least give me
a little dignity. That's about all I have left.
Cerys::
Given where you're hea

26:
The Origin of Species
Alicia:
This
can't be happening.
"Isn't
it too early?" Casey asked. "I mean... doesn't she have
like... a whole week to go?"
"That's
what I thought, but... no, this is really clear. She's ready to
rejoin us," I answered. Daisy was, figuratively, kicking at the
door. I could feel my cervix dilating and somehow had little control
over it: it was very clear to me that forcibly keeping my little
sister inside my body would harm her, maybe even

27:
Sleep Tight
Daisy:
A
lot happened overnight. Let me catch you up. At first I was going to
walk home with Stacy and leave Brad to clean up his affairs at home,
come back for him the next day. Stacy talked me out of that: we did
not want to blow a rare opportunity, while Brad's parents were still
star-struck, prolong a goodbye, and risk anyone changing their minds.
It
was weird. Both parents drove the three of us to Stacy's house. I
knew what the right way to deal with this was: Keep it lighth

28:
I Didn’t Want To Be Famous
Daisy:
At first I wasn't going to fly again until I had Stacy and Brad by my
side. Stacy convinced me otherwise.
I
love Stacy. I do. Maybe this is the best thing to happen, the
unintended consequence of a group of female (and a few male, yes)
scientists, four decades ago, trying to protect themselves from
genetic warfare they thought imminent. I can love
anyone. Truly love them. I can connect my mind to theirs, feel every
bit of concern and wonder and parse out t

29:
ponyluv12
Daisy:
Brad
and I spotted the sign, "Larkin Farms", from about 400 feet
up; carved in wood, green and white paint, and lined up a landing
right out front. We stalled a bit to wait for a produce truck to
pass, then touched down on the road just next to the sign.
"They're
here!"
I
didn't spot the owner herself until I heard those words. She'd been
looking the wrong way, apparently, heard our boots (okay, the one bit
of clothing I do wear) scuff the dirt. She'd exp

30:
Finishing the First Lap
Daisy:
Brad is, indeed, exhausted, just as Pamela Larkin had predicted. To
me, one hundred and twenty miles felt easy, as though I'd learned how
to work with the wind instead of fight against it. But Brad barely
made it. He was thankful that the hotel let us into our room early,
happy to collapse immediately on the bed.
I
was not about to let him off the hook like that, nor was Stacy. We
both wanted into his thoughts before he fell asleep. So I pounced
atop him, elici

31:
Out Of The Blue
Daisy:
I
looked at my tablet as I headed down the road the way Laurie had sent
me. The restaurant page came up, and, hate to say it, it was a dump;
too many bad reviews recently for my taste at the time. I zoomed out,
and found a decent-looking deli, not too fancy for a girl in
feathers, that was open all day. It was about a mile and for a moment
I thought I'd fly it, but it was a nice afternoon out, and seeing the
countryside from the ground gives a different perspective. So

32:
The Hive
Daisy
(perhaps?):
Okay.
I invented part of this scheme. I know how to navigate it. I just
have... have to...
Shh.
Just relax, my little one. Here you go.
Okay,
I guess I'll be a bee-girl for a while, if it makes her happy--
Why
would you think you have a choice? You're going to do both.
I
feel the queen's massive ovaries working on me. Churning out a copy
of... herself. Only something is missing. Something important. I
fight through this fog to try to remember it. It's not there! No

33:
Willow, Junior Hunter
part
1
Willow:
While there are subtle variations, the colony has nine different
ranks, perhaps twelve different "jobs" depending on how you
count them; and one brilliant concept is that each of us, in theory,
gets to experience most if not all of them eventually. Hatchlings are
either Janitors or Sentinels-- little difference there, really. The
next rank is the Engineers, who are responsible for building or
maintaining the Hive itself. This is followed by Jun

34:
Willow, Junior Hunter
Part
2
Willow:
This was my life now. Over and over, we sallied forth from the hive
several times per day, usually with Tiffany but always with Janiss.
Sometimes-- more than half, perhaps sixty percent, we'd return empty
handed, rest up, head out again. A few times we had particular
missions: a specific human target: the Queen's Guard kept up on the
news of the human world and they'd usually elect to take out anyone
that spoke poorly of us, didn't show the proper respect

35:
The Wild Beast Within
Willow:
It was worse than I thought. A man, huge, wearing a... motorcycle
helmet and full body armor, visible through fabric that had been
ripped when my sisters tried to attack him. His armoring went all the
way down to heavy boots-- impenetrable. Caitlin was backed into a
corner as this man held a gun on her. Melissa, the other member of
the party, was outside the garage, bleeding from her nose,
unconscious. The man had gotten himself and Caitlin, somehow, into
his ga

36:
The Experience
Willow:
My breasts hurt.
That's
the first thought I had, way early in the morning before any of
hunters or junior hunters were awake.
I
can't see it: it's completely dark at that time of the morning, but I
can tell my body feels different. Bigger. Heavier. Oh.
I'd
been subsisting until then like a child, depending on Janiss'
kindness to let me feed from her, basically sharing some of her catch
with me every time it happened. But that was subsistence. Now I'd had
my first "

37:
Not Alone
Rob:
I am trapped in the body of yet another girl, just a voice yet again,
and I have to convince her to not follow a course of action which
would end up with my identity destroyed - again.
Apparently
this is now the only role for which I am suited.
I
am beset by the ironies in my life. (Or at least what passes for it,
right now - no body, remember?)
But...
at least this time, the person carrying me around isn't actively
hostile to me nor wants to punish me. The danger, however,

38:
The Games
Part
1
Willow:
The Queen hovered, quietly, before her entire Guard, inside her
chambers. The first time, the only time since my birth, that we did
not have two Guard members outside the chamber doors: two
higher-level Scouts filled that role momentarily, and I suppose, with
all of us here in one place, the Queen could not be better protected.
Despite the spaciousness of the Queen's Chamber, the space was
actually crowded, at least on our half of the room, and for this
reason the Qu

39:
The Games
Part
2
Willow:
My heart lifted.
"There's
really nothing left for me here, Willow. The way you describe this
sisterhood, of a place full of life, energy, support, things to do...
I'd like to experience that. That's why I... approached you."
"I'm
honored, Sage. Really."
"Can
you... tell me how it... works? If I agree to it, what happens to
me?"
"Well,
at first, you'll be a Hatchling, who has pretty basic
responsibilities. You get launched into it pr

40:
The Games
Part
3
Willow:
I looked at Bambi on the way out, intending to shake hands with her.
I was snubbed. Amanda saw it.
Then,
for the first time since my hatching, in my entire time in the Hive,
it struck me. Bambi
knows who I used to be.
She
captured me. Janiss told me I was a VIP. Bambi identified me. And
while the convention: you never tell a new bee her old name: she
knew.
I
was crushed. Her capture of me earned Bambi an almost instant
promotion, and certainly points in the Games. Bu

41:
Queen Jillian
Willow:
I went over to the emergency exit for a bit and tried to look
outside. But you really can't see anything: this exit is disguised
from the outside, and that means the exit itself turns and forms a
long tunnel with two turns in it that block any light. Then one of
the Queen's Guard, Violet, arrived: checking that Jillian's half of
the quarters were in proper shape, which they were despite my
overnight guests. I went to the doorway and listened; finally the
sounds of Jilli

42:
It’s Her!
Belle:
My sister is going to be death of us all. I shout out the open window
at her: "Clarisse! No breathing fire near the house! Or the
woods! Or anywhere!"
Clarisse
has been practicing swooping turns in the backyard. The problem with
having a baby dragon for a sister, other than wishing you had a fire
department next door, is that little dragons turn into big dragons,
although very slowly. We're building a new building just for her-- I
laughingly call it "the bar

43:
The Most Beautiful Terror
Stacy:
"That's
the question we always seem to circle back to," Alicia said.
"'What has Daisy done this time?'"
"She
didn't do this, Alicia,” Belle answered. “She merely got caught
up in some other woman's invention. Why don't you go ask her?"
Alicia
didn't budge, physically or otherwise. "No human could get
anywhere near a Queen Bee, Belle."
"I've
hunted down human beings," Daisy whispered. Everyone else went
sil

44:
Francesca
Rob:
Okay, I suppose I'm ready to try this again. After... something of a
delay.
I
am soaring through the air at what Daisy tells me is twenty-three
hundred feet. A compromise: Stacy would like to fly higher and
faster, of course, but Daisy would rather be hugging the treetops. It
must be a strange sight, literally the bird and the bee, together
overhead.
Of
course, I don't get to see any of this with my own eyes, for as the
same as the past however-long-it-is, I am still trapped w

45:
The Essential Voyeur
Daisy:
I
was keenly aware that Stacy was jealous. Laurie was puzzled at my
request to allow Stacy to watch, a voyeur into what Laurie considered
the most intimate act she'd personally ever engaged in: sex with
another creature. But, deep down, we all understood that everything
about this situation was necessary. I had to complete my long-delayed
promise to Rob McLeane. It was a promise that had been nearly
fulfilled once before, a year and a half ago. Stacy needed to rem

46:
Entering Puppyhood
Joe:
I frowned as the GPS led us off the paved road and onto a dirt track
that zig-zagged among grassy hills full of sheep. I kept driving, but
asked my wife: “Are you sure you put in the right address, Wendy?”
“Yes,
I’m sure," Wendy answered. "Nora told me that she had to
go way out in the boonies to find Jane’s ranch, but that the dogs
are well worth the trip. She has quite a reputation among dog
breeders.”
“She
certainly acts like it, with all th

47:
The Sphinx
Daisy:
"So those really exist now? Dog-taurs? Is that what we call
them?"
Stacy
nodded. "I'm pretty sure they do. Daisy, you made virtually
everything
possible. So over time I think we're going to see everything."
"I
guess so."
"I'm
really proud of you for making that happen," Stacy said. "I
know you're doubting yourself... but... I mean, look at us! Flying!
Each invention inspires the next. There will be mis-steps, I know,
but...
"

48:
Hello, World
Francesca:
Time
went by, like it does. I have no idea how much, no apart from a
reasonable guess, how much time has now elapsed since that fateful
day with Alicia. I'm
still inside a woman's body, just a different one.
I
feel love.
Laurie, my mother, is creating
me
and I am very aware of that fact; that I am transformed from a single
fertilized egg into a small wriggling creature
way up high inside my mother's tail with a very, very long way to go
to the outside world, air, and

49:
Chloe
Francesca:
After a certain amount of discussion, the Lamia have decided to stay
put. I'm really glad for that: if the only reason that I'm here right
now is to put an end to the bee-girls' reign of terror, if that's my
purpose in life, so be it. As such, I had absolutely no objections
when my mother raided my extensive inside knowledge of the bee-girls:
that, and to some extent I, are now the lamias' secret weapon. After
so much time in the Hive and out there with Daisy I had an absolu