Absolute Lesbian Sex

Ian Kidd

Nikki Williamson is an ordinary young woman who works for an extraordinary company – Erect Matters, a scientific research firm dedicated to erotic studies. Nikki has a problem with her love life – namely that she doesn’t have one and that she seems more suited to alienating men than attracting them. However, the beautiful scientist Dr. Fae Dubois, believes she has the answer; a new potion which will make her irresistible to those she desires the most. Reluctantly, Nikki agrees to test out the potion – only to find it is both an abject failure and a raging success because whilst it has no effect whatsoever on men, she suddenly finds herself the unwitting lust object for every woman she meets.

Chapter One

Nikki Williamson had known the people she worked for were kinda crazy, but this took the biscuit.

Fresh from University, the pretty, petite twenty two year old brunette had landed a secretarial job with Erect Matters, the scientific research laboratory which had been funded by the billionaire owner of “Wet Girl Magazine” to investigate and develop new scientific methods for the heightening of erotic pleasure.

Nikki thought they were all nuts and almost hadn’t gone to the interview at all, but at the time she’d had few other options. She’d still had her misgivings when she first landed the job, but those had steadily dwindled to nothing in the three months she’d been working there. Far from the pervy old men of her imagination, Erect Matters was staffed by young, normal, intelligent men and women, many of whom Nikki had become good friends with.

This had clearly been her second mistake, if you counted taking the job in the first place.

“You want me to what?!” Nikki gaped at her boss in the canteen.

Nikki’s boss, the brilliant scientist Dr. Fae Dubois, was in truth only a few years older than her. Blonde, impossibly tall and even more impossibly beautiful, with a sexy French accent which only added to her allure, Fae had added insult to injury by being terribly nice too, so Nikki couldn’t even hate her. That bitch. Up to now, Nikki had regarded Fae as being, if a little too sure of herself on occasion, still sane and normal, an opinion she was now in the process of rapidly revising. “I don’t want you to do anything,” Fae told her. “I’m asking you if you would like to, that’s all. You did ask.”

“I did not!” Nikki said hotly. “All I said was, I wish I could get a date!” Romance and her just did not seem to mix, Nikki had to admit. Not that she wasn’t interested, but her intelligence and the initially aloof impression she had the unintended tendency to give appeared to scare off all eligible males. Add to that the fact that on the few occasions a guy had been interested, she’d frozen like a deer caught in headlights and her love life was about as exciting as spending the evening watching “Dancing With The Stars”.

“That’s you I’m offering you the opportunity,” Fae replied smoothly.

“To take one of your toxic cocktails?” Nikki scoffed. “I think not!”

Fae rolled her eyes. “There is no need to be so melodramatic. The potion has been thoroughly tested. It’s quite safe, I assure you. We just need to know if it works the way it’s supposed to.”

“And you expect me to be the guinea pig?” Nikki squawked in outrage.

“No, we’ve already tested it on guinea pigs,” Fae replied coolly, with just the trace of a smirk twitching on her porcelain lips. “It was quite successful. They were at it in no time, in fact. Now we need to test it on a human. I apologise if I mistakenly thought you were qualified for the position.”

“Hey!” Nikki objected.

“It doesn’t matter,” Fae shook her head slowly, her amazing hair staying perfectly in place as she did so, as ever. That bitch. “We’ll just advertise like we were intending to in the first place. I just thought, given the level of your… whining… you might appreciate the chance.”

“I do not whine!” Nikki went red in the face as she insisted.

“Non?” Fae did smirk this time, in a thoroughly superior manner. That bitch. “”Oh Doctor Dubois, why won’t anyone look at me, why won’t they love me?”” she imitated Nikki’s English accent perfectly; much to the latter’s annoyance.

“How dare you – “Nikki began.

“No matter,” Fae stood up quickly. “I apologise if I have overreached the boundaries of our professional relationship. I will not being the matter up again.”

Nikki stared after her, silently fuming. “I do not whine,” she whined.

Nikki spent the rest of the day in a silent state of righteous indignation at Fae expecting her to be the test subject for Erect Matters’ latest crazy scheme, and intended to vent her annoyance at the cheek of it in full to her best friend Lana Banner that night. Unfortunately, upon returning home, Nikki found a message from Lana on her answering machine, apologising profusely but cancelling their girls’ night out.

She had a very good reason, however. She had a date.

Nikki spent the evening alternately sulking, drinking wine, sulking, listening to angry chick music, and sulking some more. Finally at around 11 pm, tired and more than a little tipsy, Nikki decided she had had enough, called Fae’s mobile and left a message on her voicemail. “That thing you athked me to do today?” she slurred. “I changed my mind. I’m in.”

The next morning had seen a bit of a flap at Erect Matters, with a volunteer for one of their test products – flavoured condoms – being carted off to hospital. Apparently he had neglected to mention on his release form that he was allergic to peanuts, and the consequences had been… unpleasant.

Anyhow, because of this it was nearly lunchtime before Fae found the time to come see Nikki and usher her into her laboratory, giving her lots of forms to sign.

“So what does this stuff do again?” Nikki eyed the small potion bottle, simply labelled “Hotness”, dubiously.

Fae rolled her eyes in mock despair at her ignorance. Nikki secretly wished the wind would change and her face would stay like that. “I already told you. It increases your physical attractiveness to those to whom you are most attracted, making you essentially all but irresistible. I’m sure it will be a new experience for you, if nothing else.”

Nikki resisted the urge to jump on her and claw her eyes out. That bitch. “So it’s pheromones, yeah?”

Fae sighed. “Only in part. There is another ingredient, one which ensures your newfound attractiveness will only make you more desirable to those you desire.”

Nikki wrinkled her nose. “Sounds a bit far-fetched to me,” she noted.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it,” Fae purred. “It’s science, that’s all you need to know.”

“Right,” Nikki took the top off the bottle of potion and gave a tentative sniff. It smelled okay, actually, a little like fresh strawberries.

Fae sighed theatrically. “Well? Do you wish to be desirable or not? Or were you really looking forward to being the mad old cat lady?”

“How long before it starts working?” Nikki asked, ignoring her.

“It should kick in within six to eight hours,” Fae assured. “You have to actually drink it first, of course. It doesn’t work if you just stand there looking at it.”

Nikki uttered a silent expletive, and took a deep breath. “Bottoms up, then,” she said, and drank the whole thing down in one go.

“Wait!” Fae yelled.

Nikki looked at her in alarm.

“You were only supposed to take one sip, not drink the whole bottle!” Fae cried. Nikki looked at her in horror, only for Fae to relax into a smirk. “Kidding,” she chortled. “Sorry. Mad scientist humour.”

That bitch.

Chapter Two

Nikki was hoping for one hell of an evening. The potion should be kicking in between eight and ten pm, perfect timing for being out clubbing with Lana. Certainly, by the time she took the train home, nothing seemed to be happening. Not one guy on the train had looked at her twice and her bad mood had only increased with the amount of times she’d kept being bumped into – by women, mostly – and had her bag knocked out of her hands, forcing her to bend down to pick it up.

As it turned out however, clubbing had been a bust. Lana had cancelled again – another date – but Nikki was buggered if she was going to be staying home again when she was supposedly about to become irresistible. She’d gone to the club and flirted her ass off, shaking her booty on the dance floor… and gotten not so much as a bite.

Fae’s potion was a bust.

Nikki didn’t know whether to be peeved or gleeful at the prospect of telling the smug French beauty that her “genius” had failed her on this occasion.

“All on your lonesome?” the female bartender, a rather butch young woman covered in tattoos, asked sympathetically.

“As usual,” Nikki commented gloomily.

“Tut-tut,” the butch bartender shook her head. “Can’t understand it, pretty little thing like you.”

“Me neither,” Nikki snorted.

“You don’t have to be alone tonight, you know.”

Nikki frowned at her, perplexed. “Excuse me?”

“I get off at ten,” the butch winked. “We could… go somewhere.”

Nikki gaped at her incredulously, her eyebrows rising. Was she hitting on her? “I’m sorry?”

The butch leaned in. “Come back to my place and you won’t be sorry, sweetheart,” she promised. “I’ll make you cum so hard you’ll squeal.”

Nikki’s eyebrows had risen so high they were practically coming off the top of her head when the butch bartended leaned in for a kiss. Nikki just managed to leap back in shock before the butch’s lips met hers. “I – I don’t think so!”

The butch shrugged nonchalantly. “Your loss,” she winked. “If you change your mind and decide to be honest with yourself, you know where to find me.”

She moved away, leaving Nikki gaping after her in utter disbelief.

Nikki headed back to her flat, absolutely fuming. What a stupid bitch that Fae really was! The potion had been absolutely useless to an almost comical degree. She’d had a grand total of one offer all night, and that had been from that dyke! Science my arse, she thought. She reached her flat, only to start with surprise at the sight of her friend Lana sitting on her doorstep sobbing her heart out.

“Lana!” Nikki sat down beside her in concern. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”

“Got… dumped,” Lana managed to gasp between sniffles.

“Oh, Lana,” Nikki sighed. Her best friend was thoroughly sweet, but far too keen to give her heart all too easily to losers who neither appreciated it nor deserved it.

Nikki and Lana were sitting on the sofa in Nikki’s flat. Nikki had managed to calm her friend down to just a quiet snuffling and was now plying her with drink and ice cream.

“What lame excuse did this one give for treating you like crap?” Nikki wanted to know.

“Said…not pretty enough,” Lana sniffed.

“That asshole!” Nikki swore, aghast. “Lana, he’s full of it. You’re gorgeous, you know that, right?”

Lana looked at her, an odd expression on her face. “You really think so?”

“I know so,” Nikki assured her. She shook her head. “Honestly, men! Why do we even bother with them? Shoot the whole damn sex, that’s what I say; we’d be better off without them!”

“Oh Nikki,” Lana dropped her head on Nikki’s shoulder, snuggling in close.

“You silly thing,” Nikki patted her head affectionately.

“You know, I think you’re right,” Lana turned to look at her, her face unnervingly close. “About men.”

“Oh?”

“Not about shooting them or anything.”

“I’m glad to hear it.”

“But… maybe we would.”

“Would what?”

“Be better off without them.” Lana moved in closer and Nikki still didn’t quite register what was happening until Lana’s soft lips met her own in an intense, passionate kiss.

Nikki closed her eyes, sinking into Lana’s hot, sweet kiss for a few seconds…. until reality kicked back in and she broke the kiss, eyes wide. “What… what are you doing?”

Lana grinned wickedly, suddenly no longer crying and upset but confident and seductive. “I’d have thought that was pretty obvious,” she noted and kissed her again.

Nikki found herself being pushed back on the sofa, Lana climbing on top of her kissing her passionately, her tongue slipping into her mouth to tangle with Nikki’s own. Nikki found herself kissing back, her own passion rising as Lana’s lips moved down to her neck, the other girl’s long blonde hair falling across her face as Lana’s hands moved down to cup and knead her breasts through her T-shirt and cotton jumper.

“Oh Christ,” Nikki moaned. She was lost for a moment, caught between the part of herself that was screaming “What the hell do you think you’re doing? This is your best friend and a GIRL!” and the part that just wanted to stay lost in Lana’s warmth, neither aspect winning the internal war inside of her.

It was the feel of Lana’s hands unbuttoning her belt buckle that sent her crashing back to reality with a bang. Nikki sat up suddenly, all but pushing Lana off of her and onto the floor. “I – I’m sorry,” she gasped. “I – I can’t do this.”

Lana looked at her again, and this time the look on her face was not one of desire but shock, even horror at her own behaviour. “I – I’m sorry,” she managed to gasp. “I d- I don’t know what came over me. Suddenly you just seemed so… irresistible.” She rushed to the door, fumbling with the lock. “I’m so sorry.”

Nikki barely registered her departure, her mind going into shock at Lana’s words. “Suddenly you just seemed so… irresistible.”

The potion.

“Making you all but irresistible,” Fae had said.

Holy shit. The potion was a failure, but an even worse failure than she’d thought. Not only has it had no effect on men, but it seemed to have one on women, even hitherto heterosexual ones like Lana. Fae’s potion had made her a lust object for all women!

Nikki shook her head in disbelief, shock and fury.

“That BITCH!” she spat.

Chapter Three

Nikki was on the phone to Fae in mere moments. “You stupid bitch!’ she yelled the moment the French woman had picked up the phone.

There was a pause. “Mum?” Fae hazarded a guess.

“It’s me. Nikki,” Nikki said through gritted teeth.

“Oh. Oh. What’s the matter with you?”

“What’s the matter with me?” Nikki hissed. “What’s the matter with me?!”

“That’s what I asked,” Fae noted. “You know, assuming you had a reason for ringing up your boss and screaming abuse at her. Other than just boredom, I mean.”

“Oh, I have a reason,” Nikki fumed. “I’ve got a bloody doozy.”

“Excellent,” Fae paused again. “Care to share?”

“Your damn potion,” Nikki told her furiously.

“Oh,” Fae actually sounded genuinely perturbed for a moment. “It doesn’t work, then?”

“Oh, it works,” Nikki snorted. “After a fashion, I suppose.”

“Then what are you getting so het up over?”

“It works on the wrong sex, you damn frog!” Nikki bawled.

Pause. “I beg your pardon?” Fae asked finally.

“You heard.”

“What exactly do you mean by that?” Fae pressed.

“I mean, since about eight o’clock this evening, I’ve suddenly become the lust object of choice for women!” Nikki yelled.

Fae went silent, and then Nikki heard the sound of quiet chuckling coming from the other end of the line.

“You think this is funny?!” Nikki shrieked.

“Of course not, I do apologise,” Fae replied, her tone full of both insincerity and barely repressed mirth.

“Fix this!” Nikki yelled.

“I will if I can,” Fae promised.

“If?!”

“Come and see me first thing in the morning and we’ll try and get you to drink a solution that should nullify the potion’s effects.”

“I’m not waiting till morning!” Nikki balked. “Fix this now!”

Fae’s theatrical sigh made Nikki want to reach down the phone line and throttle the statuesque blonde. “It’s late, Nikki,” Fae pointed out. “I’m sure it can wait till the morning. You’re not having the local women’s volleyball team over for drinks tonight, are you?”

“Well, no,” Nikki muttered.

“Then I think you’re quite safe from a lesbian ravishing for tonight,” Fae remarked. “I’ll see you in the morning. Goodnight, Nikki. Don’t… er… don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

Nikki slammed the phone down on her boss’ chuckle.

Morning finally arrived and not before time as far as Nikki was concerned. She’d barely slept a wink all night, both fuming at Fae for getting her into this mess and fuming at herself for constantly finding her thoughts drifting back to the feel of Lana on top of her, her tongue in her mouth and her hands kneading her breasts…

She was going to kill Fae for this.

Finally ready for work, Nikki exited her apartment just as Mrs. Wheeler, the eighty year old woman who lived just across the hall, was leaving her apartment, and pushing her Zimmer frame in front of her.

“Hold the lift for me, would you dear?” Mrs. Wheeler wheezed.

“Of course,” Nikki entered the lift and held it until the hobbling geriatric was able to join her inside. “Ground floor?”

“Thank you dear.”

Nikki pressed the button. The lift doors closed, and it began to descend.

“You’re looking lovely this morning, dear,” Mrs. Wheeler commented benignly.

“Thank you,” Nikki smiled. “That’s very nice of you. You’re looking very nice too.”

“You really think so?”

“Sure,” Nikki nodded blithely. “Going somewhere special?”

“Oh no,” Mrs. Wheeler smiled sweetly. “Someone special, though.”

Nikki looked at her in surprise. “Oh really?” Jeez, if even an old broad like Wheeler could snag a fella, perhaps there was hope for her yet. “Anyone I know?”

“You could say that,” Wheeler reached out and pressed the EMERGENCY STOP button. The lift ground to a halt between floors, setting off the alarm.

Nikki looked at the elderly woman in bewilderment. “What are you doing?”

Wheeler pushed her Zimmer frame toward her, pinning Nikki to the wall of the lift. “You’re so pretty,” she said, licking her lips.

Nikki stared at the old woman in abject horror as comprehension dawned. “Oh no, Mrs Wheeler, not you too!”

“My dear,” Wheeler started to lean in close. “It’s been a generation since I’ve wanted someone so much!” She leaned in for a kiss.

Nikki could smell perfume and talcum powder as the elderly woman’s leathery lips began to descend on hers. “Stop it!” Nikki freaked out and shoved the Zimmer frame backwards, knocking the feeble old lady to the ground. Nikki activated the lift, then realised what she had done as she turned to see her elderly neighbour on the floor, arms and legs akimbo. “Oh God,” Nikki tried to help her up. “I’m so sorry!”

“That was very naughty of you,” Mrs. Wheeler grabbed her by the arms. “I’m going to give you a right good spanking!”

The lift doors finally opened on the ground floor and Nikki shrugged off the lecherous old granny and ran for it.

“Get back here!” Mrs. Wheeler wheezed, shaking her Zimmer frame in fury. “Get back here so I can roger you rigid!”

Nikki was walking hurriedly for the bus, doing her best to keep her head down without making eye contact with any of the women she passed on the street. A gaggle of schoolgirls, no older than fifteen or sixteen years of age, was standing outside a sweet shop as she passed.

Nikki ignored the sudden giggles and kept on walking.

The dozen wolf-whistles were even more difficult to ignore, but she did her level best.

“You’re soooo hot,” one of the girls called.

Nikki risked a look back and soon wished she hadn’t; the schoolgirls were following her. Nikki quickened her pace; the schoolgirls quickened theirs.

Nikki turned a corner and spotted her bus at the stop, preparing to pull out. “Wait!” she yelled.

“Don’t go!” the girls cried. “Stay here! Stay with us!”

Nikki ran for it, the girls doing likewise, racing after her shrieking with hysterical love and devotion.

Nikki managed to dive on the bus as it pulled away, leaving the sixteen year old schoolgirls shrieking on the pavement, tears streaming down their faces.

“What the hell was all that about?” the bus driver wanted to know.

Nikki was still breathing heavily after her run. “They wanted my body,” she managed to gasp.

The driver looked at her with shock, disgust and righteous moral outrage.

“What?!” Nikki snapped in irritation. “I didn’t give it to them!”

Chapter Four

Nikki made it into the office finally, having had to shake off several more female admirers (stalkers) in the meantime.

“I want to see Fae and I want to see Fae now!” she practically screamed at the scientist’s secretary, Dawn.

“She’s expecting you,” the lithe redhead pouted seductively. “And when you’ve finished, I have a little something I’d like to do… talk to you about.”

“Oh, Christ,” Nikki walked past Dawn’s desk without giving her a second look and barged into Fae’s laboratory.

The tall, slim blonde was pottering around with some test-tubes and didn’t look up at her entrance. “Yes?”

“It’s me,” Nikki seethed.

“Who?”

“Nikki,” Nikki hissed. “You know, the girl you turned into the Pied Piper of Lesbianism.”

“Oh,” Fae rose up, looking at her finally. “You’re here.”

“It’s a wonder,” Nikki snapped, “given that I had to avoid being molested by everything with breasts in this city! What do you have to say for yourself, hmm?”

“I’m afraid I have some very bad news for you,” Fae said dourly, but with a hint of a twinkle in her eyes.

“Oh no,” Nikki paled. “Don’t tell this is… permanent?”

“Non, non,” Fae indicated a vial of potion. “Easily fixed. Drink up and you’ll be back to being completely ignored by all prospective romantic partners in no time.”

“I should think – what?” Nikki snapped.

“Nothing.”

Nikki approached her warily. “So what’s the bad news then?”

“I checked and re-examined the potion we gave you yesterday, looking for what might have gone wrong, you know?” Fae began.

“Ye-s,” Nikki nodded, with her so far.

Fae shook her head. “The thing is… nothing did.”

Nikki gaped. “I beg your pardon?”

“The potion works perfectly,” Fae informed her with an icy smile.

“Perfectly?” Nikki stared at her incredulously. “You promised me it would get guys to notice me and it did the precise frickin’ opposite! How is that working perfectly?!”

“I promised you no such thing,” Fae reproved loftily. “Actually, if you recall correctly, what I promised you it did was to increase your physical attractiveness to those to whom you are attracted.”

“And?” Nikki pressed. Fae said nothing more, merely raising an eyebrow as if waiting for her to understand what she was saying. Then she did. “What?!” Nikki cried, practically apoplectic. “I’ve had schoolgirls chasing me! My geriatric neighbour practically mauled me in the lift! Are you saying I wanted that?!”

“Well, perhaps not specifically those people. The potion may have been a little too strong in that respect,” Fae acknowledged.

“I should say so!” Nikki fumed.

“The point is, I think it attracted the right gender, however,” Fae smiled.

Nikki blinked. “What? No! I’m not gay!”

“The potion seems to indicate otherwise,” Fae’s smile grew wider. The woman could clearly barely conceal her glee at the humiliation Nikki was enduring.

“The hell with you!” Nikki roared. “All that potion proves is that you’re as lousy a scientist as you are a boss and a human being! Now give me that!” Nikki grabbed the neutralising potion and drank it down. “How long till it works?”

“It should neutralise the effect of the original potion within ten minutes,” Fae purred, moving behind her.

“I’m glad to hear it,” Nikki shook her head. “You’ve no idea what it’s been like. It was an absolute nightmare.”

“Really?” Fae lightly touched Nikki’s arms from behind, making her jump. “There wasn’t even one moment you found… stimulating?”

The memory of Lana’s kisses, her friend’s weight on top of her and the feel of her hands on Nikki’s breasts flooded through her mind. “No,” she denied stubbornly.

“Liar,” Fae whispered in Nikki’s left ear, sending shivers down her spine. “Liar, liar, pants on fire.”

“I don’t…” Nikki began.

Fae put her arms around Nikki’s waist from behind, preventing her from leaving. “I think you enjoyed all that female attention a lot more than you’re letting on.”

Nikki shivered, a thrill running through her entire body that emanated from between her legs. “What…what are you doing?”

“You know what I’m doing,” Fae began licking Nikki’s neck, every flick of her tongue making Nikki’s eyes roll back in her head as the sexy French woman raised her hands and began massaging the younger girl’s breasts through her shirt.

“I…I can’t…this isn’t what I want.” The words sounded fake even to Nikki.

“Is that so?” Fae turned her around, replacing her arms around Nikki’s back and drawing her closer. She leaned in for a kiss. “Then why aren’t you stopping me?”

“I…” Nikki tried to formulate a rational argument, only for any attempt at thought to be driven from her mind when Fae’s lips met het own and kissed her hungrily. A wave of lust unlike anything Nikki had ever experienced swept through her and she returned Fae’s passion with an equal fervour. From that moment on Nikki was lost. Nothing existed except Fae, her mouth, her lips, her tongue, the warmth of her body, her hair, her hands roaming all over Nikki’s body, the breasts that felt so good under her own hands, even if they were covered up…

Nikki tried unbuttoning Fae’s shirt, wanting complete access to what lay beneath as she and Fae kissed and kissed. In between sweet, hot kisses, Fae complied with Nikki’s wishes, unbuttoning her shirt and casting it to the floor, practically ripping off her own bra a moment afterwards.

Fae’s breasts were small, much like Nikki’s own, but they were supple and tender and they felt so soft and pliable and good under Nikki’s fingers as she fondled and kneaded them. Finally, unable to resist any longer, Nikki bent down and began licking the other woman’s breasts, moving between them and gorging on them like a starving man at a banquet, sucking on the erect nipples of each breast even as her hand continued to play with the other.

Finally, Fae broke the kiss, pushing her away, flushed and smiling broadly. “My turn,” she said, and set about tearing Nikki’s own clothes off. Nikki was only too willing to help her to achieve this objective, of course, ripping off her own top even as Fae went for her jeans.

It was probably less than a minute, though it felt longer – agonisingly so – but finally they were both naked, Fae pushing Nikki to the ground. The floor of the laboratory was cold against the younger girl’s naked back, but she simply didn’t care. The gorgeous French vixen above her gave her no time to concern herself with such trivialities, kissing and licking and running her hands over her body with the kind of delicate but knowing expertise that suggested this was by no means Fae’s first time making love to a woman.

By the time Fae made it down her body, pausing to suck on her breasts and slide her tongue along her stomach as she did, Nikki was already in ecstasy. When Fae’s tongue finally descended on her clit, circling around it in a manner that almost seemed anatomically impossible, Nikki came and came and came again, orgasming and shaking so hard the French woman had to clutch Nikki’s buttocks harder to avoid being thrown off of her. Fae probably spent mere minutes with her face buried between Nikki’s thighs, but it felt like hours, hours of ceaseless, unimaginable pleasure before she finally left Nikki exhausted and trembling and panting like a dog.

Fae wiped her mouth with her hand, beaming all over her face with sheer delight. “You taste every bit as good as I always thought you would,” she said.

Sometime later, the two young women had dressed, though Fae still had her younger employee in her arms, kissing her tenderly. “Dinner tonight?” she asked. Her tone indicated that she already knew the answer would be in the affirmative, yet there was an uncertain, even vulnerable, look in her eyes that Nikki had never seen before. Nikki nodded, still somewhat dazed by everything that had happened. “I’ll pick you up,” Fae told her, kissing her one last time and then releasing her.

Nikki stumbled out of the laboratory half-stoned, when she cast an idle glance at her watch, and paused. It had been a full hour since she had drunk the neutralising potion. Dawn was paying her no mind at all as she passed, but yet Fae was clearly still interested in her, still attracted to her. Indeed, her behaviour seemed no different at all, and nor had she seemed in any way surprised by their lustful encounter.

Nikki stopped, gaping as the implications became clear. Fae had wanted her the whole time. More to the point, she had clearly wanted Fae too. Maybe that was why she had always been so antagonistic toward her, professing dislike for the French goddess when really it had been desire she had felt, the possibility that the feelings Fae provoked in her could have been sexual or even romantic in nature never even occurring to her until…

…The potion.

The potion had forced her to face the fact that she liked women. That she liked Fae.

The whole thing had been a gigantic set-up. Fae must have known what Nikki’s true feelings were and convinced her to take the potion in order to force her to face them.

Fae had wanted her and she had been thoroughly Machiavellian in the way she had gone about making she’d sure got her.

Nikki shook her head, a smile spreading across her face, the slight outrage she felt at being so thoroughly manipulated mitigated by amusement, affection and even admiration at how far Fae had been willing to go to secure her affections.

“That bitch.”