It’d been a couple months since then, and Alkim was still living with the girls, minus Vicky, who was chasing some guy she’d met at EDC, and was staying with him in Hawaii for at least a few more weeks. 

 

Alkim was definitely in a symbiotic relationship of some kind with the girls in this house, though it wasn’t clear to him how much of it was mutualistic or parasitic. At that moment, lying on Kate’s bed and discreetly ogling her perfect body, he felt more like a parasite.

 

“Hey, check out this one.” She passed him her phone. On the screen was the Tinder profile of yet another goth girl. 

 

Kate was only into other goth chicks. Red-dyed hair, nose piercing, tattoo of a tiger on her shoulder. Yup, she’s definitely Kate’s type. Kate considered herself to be a transhumanist. The girl’s body itself almost didn’t seem to matter to Kate much. So long as the girl wasn’t too fat (the Chinese tendency towards fat-shaming was nigh unbreakable), Kate seemed attracted to any kinds of body modification, as if the human body itself was just an uninteresting canvas for tattoos and piercings. It was a strange mix of extremely shallow and extremely forgiving criteria; despite putting so much effort into her own ten-out-of-ten body, Kate was attracted to almost any six-out-of-ten girl who met her standards of goth fashion and body modification, which Alkim had yet to begin deciphering.

 

“Amazing,” said Alkim.

 

“What’s amazing?” asked Kate.

 

He chuckled, “All these goth girls have distinguishing tattoos and piercings that should make them stand out in a lineup, yet I can’t tell any of them apart.”

 

Kate lazily punched him in the shoulder and reclaimed her phone. “I don’t know why I bother getting your opinion.” she huffed.

 

“Neither do I.” Alkim agreed. “You know how basic my criteria are compared to yours.” 

 

They’d had variations of this conversation before, but each of them still seemed baffled by the other's stance. The goth stuff didn’t turn Alkim off, but it definitely didn’t do much for him. Like a lot of guys, Alkim was much more focused on a girl’s face and body, and considered everything else mere background noise. He didn't really understand fashion, but he knew clothes and piercings could be easily changed. 

 

Unfortunately, the human body wasn’t so malleable.

 

“How could I ever forget what a basic bitch you are?” Kate teased. “You only care about titties.” She shimmied her chest for emphasis, causing her huge tits to slam into each other under her white shirt. Alkim watched as opposing waves of titty crashed into each other before recoiling back to her sides, over, and over, and over....

 

It was a couple seconds after they stopped moving before Alkim noticed her smirking—her point clearly proven—that he realized she was waiting for some sort of reply. He quickly blurted one out. “Not true. I have several other equally shallow qualities that I care about.” 

 

Nailed it. 

 

Out of habit, Alkim crossed his right leg over his left, hiding a growing boner from her sight. Hiding erections was a never ending battle around her.

 

She blew a raspberry at him, “You’re such a dude.” 

 

Alkim couldn’t disagree, but he could retort, “And you’re like a confused peacock, only flashing your colorful feathers in the mirror, and ignoring every suitable female with fewer tats or piercings.”

 

That got a laugh out of her, “Do you only think in animal facts?” 

 

“... Maybe.”

 

“OH!” her face lit up, “I just remembered, I finished mixing the new DMT into a vape fluid! Wanna try it out?” Kate's excitement was palpable.

 

“Fuck yes! Let's do it now!” Alkim was so down, the first batch they made after they met was ineffective, and they’d been meaning to try it again. 

 

“Sick! I’ve heard it can be intense, in a good way, like life changing, but still really short. Should last about fifteen minutes.” said Kate. Alkim had yet to do his own research on what the high was like, so that was good to know. 

 

“Oh, by the way,” Kate suddenly remembered, finger to her lips, “I read we should shotgun the vapors so that we don’t waste any DMT on the exhale.” 

 

That stopped Alkim cold. To “Shotgun” something can mean many unrelated things. For drinking it meant opening a can with a knife and drinking the entire thing in one go. But with smoking, or vaping, it meant exhaling directly into the mouth of another person.

 

 

 

 

Kissing.

 

Alkim was completely frozen at the thought of Kate's gorgeous lips stuck to his, passing mind-altering vapors from her lungs to his. 

 

“Yo! Alkim!” Her words snapped him back to reality. 

 

“Yes!” Alkim almost shouted. Fuck! Too eager! “I mean, yeah that makes sense.” He was worried he had completely fucked it up there, but Kate didn’t seem to really notice or care what effect the suggestion of shotgunning had on him. Alkim adjusted his shorts, once again to avoid showing his growing stiffness.

 

Kate brought out her spare vape, newly filled with the powerful hallucinogen, scooched over to his side, and took a long drag from it. Quickly, she brought her face over to Alkim’s and he opened his lips to meet hers. 

 

Fuck! 

 

Her lips were sooo soft. Contact was very light, not like a real kiss, but it was so much more than Alkim had ever hoped for. He still couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Alkim felt his chest filling with her gift of hallucinogenic vapors, and just like that she pulled back. Alkim held his breath for a moment, then slowly exhaled. Then Kate brought the vape up to his lips, and he inhaled strongly, trying to get as much of the vapor into his lung as possible. Not even for the high anymore, but just so he could have more time locking lips with her. Once again, Kate brought her face to meet Alkim's, and he gave her everything he had in his lungs. After a few rounds of this the two were finally starting to feel it and they laid down on the bed side by side.

 

Alkim was already on cloud nine from basically kissing Kate multiple times, and then he finally started to hallucinate. This was very different from anything he’d done before, more than just the popping colors and shifting patterns one gets from LSD or magic mushrooms. Surprisingly, this was more akin to how people hallucinate in cartoons. Alkim was actually seeing things that weren't there at all; a real pink elephant trip. As he stared up at the white ceiling, the texture of the material shifted into a carpet of stars, and when Alkim closed his eyes he could see even more vivid images; an entire cosmic backdrop that felt both exhilarating and strangely familiar. 

 

He saw two planets crash together and combine in a swirling mass of rocks that formed the Earth and Moon. Yet as the vision progressed, the Earth and Moon again became what Alkim could only surmise must have been a hydrogen atom orbited by a lone electron. The atoms multiplied, energized, crashed into each other, and became more complex. When the shifting haze of electron clouds cleared into discrete orbitals, Alkim saw that they had combined to form new chemicals that were easily recognizable as the basic ingredients for all life.

 

First H₂O, then CO₂, and then they combined into ever more complicated organic compounds. He saw sugars, amino acids, nucleic acids, steroidal compounds, and the polymer forms that truly complicated biochemistry. Names for these came to his mind and vanished just as quickly. Relatively simple structures like glucose, lactose, testosterone, and estrogen, gave way to ever more complicated proteins that seemed familiar, and eventually nucleic acid chains far beyond his understanding. 

 

Alkim felt his mind beginning to overload with all this chemistry, and when his will couldn’t change the substance of the vision he panicked, opening his eyes and once again beholding the ceiling of Kate’s room. Was it over? Had he seen the entire human genome in that time? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alkim felt like the universe itself had just given him a cold shower. Slowly but surely, he felt the blood draining from his boner. Alkim said nothing as he stared past Kate, trying to commit everything he had seen to memory. No way was he going to jerk off to anything else for a week. 

 

“Sooooo, what did you see?” Kate asked after a few moments. Alkim’s eyes reflexively shot back to her chest; she still had outstanding tits, a real set of badonkers, yet Alkim couldn't shake the image of them being so very, very much larger, and full of nourishing milk.

 

“I saw… stars... and dinosaurs... it all looked so real.” he lied, lamely. 

 

“Sounds cool,” she replied.

 

“It was incredible.” Alkim had the image of Kate’s enormous milky knockers burned into his mind's eye. “Anyway, what did you see?”

 

Kate sat up to face him, “It was weird,” she started, “I saw this girl… she started out looking a lot like my ex, like Ganymede, but every time I looked away, she changed. For a bit she was actually Vicky, then someone I’d never met. She was subtly hotter each time, warmer, like she was glowing, and so was I. It, she, everything was… so hard to describe, like we were clay models being sculpted and posed by invisible hands. But we were still us… We walked along the beach, arms-linked, never saying a word. It just felt really peaceful, like she was my actual dream girl.”

 

“Wow.” No wonder she looked so blissed-out earlier. Alkim couldn’t help but think of his own version of a hotter Kate changing right before his eyes. “That sounds nice.” His own vision was anything but relaxing, but it was definitely nice. 

 

“It totally was,” Kate sighed, a wistful look in her eyes. “I miss Vicky.”

 

“Same.” Vicky was sorely missed by probably everyone besides Hannah, especially since Vicky planned all the parties in this house. “She would have probably had some impossible to describe EDM laser show vision to top ours.”

 

“Hah, yeah. We should do that again sometime.” 

 

“Definitely!” He shot back, “Hopefully with Vicky too.”

 

“That’d be nice.”

 

Alkim didn’t know if Kate was still hallucinating, but It looked like her gaze lingered on his lips for a bit before it met his eyes. Keep dreaming, idiot. Alkim decided he was definitely not all there yet. Still tired from work and now desperately horny, Alkim decided that was enough Kate for tonight.

 

“I think I’m gonna go to bed now. Night, Kate.”

 

“Night, Alkim.”

 

Alkim went to his bed in the guest room. His sex drive was definitely above average, and living with all these girls had only made it worse. Alkim found that, lately, he needed to jerk off at least once a day if he wanted to keep his mind clear around his housemates, especially Kate. Now, after his horned-up-hallucination, he really needed to empty his balls. 

 

Jerking off here was a bit trickier than he’d have liked. The lock on his room was broken, so anyone could interrupt him at any time. The room did come with its own half bathroom, which did have a lock, and even though the shower was still broken, sometimes the girls came into his room to pee or use the mirror. To be fair, he wouldn’t expect any of the girls who were actually paying rent to accept a lock-less room, especially with a man in the house. Still, it made the act of jacking off a bit more tense than he preferred, but there was no stopping him now.

 

Alkim tossed off his clothes and laid down on his shitty mattress. For once, he didn’t even consider loading up some internet porn on his phone first. He just started jerking off thinking about his vision of a giant titty lactating Kate, and the fantasy came to him pretty quickly.

 

In his mind, Kate pulled that top off and presented her bare jugs to Alkim, milk already beading on her perfect nipples in anticipation of his needs, his thirst for her. He laid down in front of her, she cradled his face to her nipple, and he latched on tightly, sucking like his life depended on it. As he drank from Kate, she undid his belt and started to give him a gentle handjob. One hand held Alkim’s head to her breast while the other hand jerked him off. 

 

 

The imaginary handjob sped up as Alkim’s real hands got to work. It only took him a couple minutes of fantasizing about nursing from Kate before he came explosively. Imaginary Kate licked it off her fingers and moaned, like it was the best thing she’d ever tasted. 

 

Alkim finally opened his eyes and took in his soiled bedding. Cum had rained down on the blankets in a three foot radius around his waist. It felt like a lot more than was normal for him, but in the dark he couldn’t really tell how big the load was. Part of him knew he should clean up now, but Alkim was completely spent, still a little high, and way too tired to do anything but drift off into dreamless sleep.