Organism Pt. 02 Proliferation Ch. 02

They were taking way too long.

That was Lia's first thought as she sat anxiously in her lover's seat aboard the bridge of the Briar. It was taking Seraph and the others entirely too long to assume control of the ship and open up a channel of communication. They'd been down there for almost three hours now with still no word from the Pirate Captain. And the longer this went on, the more Lia could feel a hideous knot wrenching in her gut.

"I don't get it," Laura, the woman with long raven hair and a healthy bust standing to Lia's right, spoke in quiet concern, her gaze fixed on the viewing port, same as hers. "The Captain has never encountered this much trouble before taking over a vessel. Just what the hell is going on down there?"

"Maybe it's just equipment failure," Mary, the woman with short curly dark red hair and a slender, toned figure, standing to Lia's left, offered hopefully. "Whatever happened to that ship to leave them stranded all the way out here, it's probably jacked up beyond all reason."

"So what's our next move, Lia? You're the acting EXO. We'll follow your order."

Lia bit her knuckle in thought. What was she to do? If they sent another boarding vessel, there was every possibility they wouldn't return either. But if she went down to the ship herself, there was every possibility the crew might try to stage a mutiny and abandon them. They were already starting to get anxious over the Captain not reporting back. Who knows what they might do?

They were trapped between a rock and a hard place. And what's more, with no word from the Captain, Lia's anxiety and fears were growing by the minute despite her best efforts to maintain a level head in front of the crew. She knew going down to that ship was a bad idea! Why, why, why wouldn't Seraph just listen to her for once?

Just when it seemed like they'd be stuck there waiting forever for some sort of response from their Captain, the boarding shuttle detached from the Cordoba and took off, flipping back around and making a beeline straight for the Briar.

"Look!" Mary pointed at the shuttle. "They're coming back!"

"But... what does that mean?" Laura asked nervously. "Are we not taking the ship after all?"

A sinking feeling came over Lia at that moment. She slowly shook her head from side to side.

"No, no, no, no, no," she muttered to herself. "Something's not right. Something's not right at all."

Both women turned and frowned at her in concern.

"What is it, Lia?"

She spun around in the Captain's chair, addressing her two top Lieutenants. "Something's gone wrong. Mary, Laura, I need you both to get down there and check out that vessel. Bring a medic and as many guns as you can with you. If the Captain is wounded, she'll need all the help she can get."

They knocked their boots together and saluted before speaking in unison.

"On it!"

As they left to go form up the men, Lia spun back around in her chair and stared at the encroaching vessel as it made its way back to their ship, a horrid feeling of dread washing over her like a tide.

"Just what in God's name have we done?"

~~

Mary and Laura rushed to get to the EVA hangar, over a dozen men at their backs, each of them armed with kinetic rifles. They spread out along the gangplank, positioning themselves at strategic points as the shuttle returned to the hangar.

"I want all guns pointed on that shuttle!" Laura barked at her men. "Nothing that isn't one of our crew comes out without being filled full of holes. Understood?"

"Aye aye!" they shouted in unison.

All weapons were trained on the shuttle as magnetic clamps locked it into place and slid it towards the central gangway. Mary checked to make sure the safety was off her heavy bolt thrower as she and Laura made their way to the front of the firing squad.

"So what do you think happened?" she asked her fellow Lieutenant as they waited for the outer hatch of the shuttle to open. "You don't really think she's hurt, do you?"

"Who, the Captain?" Laura laughed at the idea. "No way. Not in a thousand years. My money is on one of those idiots she's with managing to get himself hurt. Maybe took a plasma torch in the gut by a crewmember or something."

Mary narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the shuttle. "If you say so..."

"Lia has always been too paranoid for her own good," Laura insisted. "We'll humor her until we can confirm nothing weird is going on, then this whole farce can come to an end."

The shuttle locked in place, and the outer hatch raised up. No one stepped out.

"Captain, are you in there?" Laura called out.

Only silence. A nervous tension began to form amongst the ranks of their men.

"Captain Seraph, if you can hear us, come out!" Mary insisted.

Again, nothing. Just like that, Laura and Mary's warning signals were going off. They nodded to one another before turning towards the crew.

"Keep those weapons primed and ready. Mary and I are going in."

The crew kept their weapons trained on the shuttle's entrance as Laura and Mary cautiously approached, their handguns at the ready. They both braced against opposite sides of the shuttle and looked at one another.

"Ready?" Laura asked.

Mary nodded, gripping her gun tight in both hands. "Ready."

They both turned sharply and entered, snapping their weapons in opposite directions and checking every nook and cranny for something out of place.

"Clear!" Laura declared.

"Clear!" Mary confirmed.

The two Lieutenants finally lowered their weapons and looked around in utter confusion. It was empty. There was absolutely no one on board.

"Hold on. This... this can't be right. Our shuttles aren't equipped with an autopilot function, are they?"

Mary shook her head, now more suspicious than ever. "No... you need an AI for that."

"So then how the hell..."

Her words were cut off as a sharp pain hit her in the side of the neck, followed soon after by Mary. Both of them grunted in pain, whereupon their bodies went completely numb and they fell to the floor.

The two creatures clinging to the ceiling giggled in sadistic amusement as they shed their mimetic camouflage and retracted their tails.

"Well, that was even easier than we thought it'd be, sister," Samantha spoke as she descended from the ceiling, her glowing yellow eyes fixed on the two paralyzed women beneath her feet. "They took the bait marvelously."

"What's more, they brought us more females to play with," Jess responded, a vicious, predatory grin forming on her lips, her teeth sparkling. "Master will be happy."

The two paralyzed Lieutenants stared up at the sanguinary creatures standing over them. Each took the form of a buxom and curvy woman with ample hips, a generous bust, and an ample backside. They were stark naked, a long segmented tail protruding from the small of their backs. Each girl possessed razor-sharp fangs, long talons on their hands and feet, yellow reptilian eyes, and pointy ears.

"Wh... what are you freaks?" Laura grunted, trying and failing to move her body. It was no good. Everything felt like dead weight at that moment.

They snickered maliciously, both creatures slowly and sensually sliding down onto their prey, with Jess straddling Mary's lap while Samantha straddled Laura. Mary tried to scream, only for Jess to slap a hand over her mouth.

"Be silent, manthing," she snarled down at her viciously, a threatening scowl on her face. "You will not interfere in Master's plan by giving us away."

"That goes for you, too," Samantha warned, bringing her razor-sharp talons up to Laura's throat. "Make so much as a peep, and you will die here on the spot."

Both women paled, their courage evaporating in the presence of these sanguinary ladies. They could see the violent intentions in their eyes, feel the gleeful malice in the way their segmented tails swayed to and fro. Like cats playing with their dinner after pouncing.

"How shall we deal with these two, sister?" Jess asked. "They were not a part of Master's plan."

"Perhaps they can be of use to us, sister," Samantha offered. "These are the human Captain's top Lieutenants after all. Laura and Mary."

Their eyes widened in shock. How the hell did these freaks know their names?!

"They're very close to the one named Lia. The one who is still a threat to our Master."

Jess nodded in understanding. "So long as she sits on the bridge pointing all those ghastly weapons at us, our Master is at risk."

Samantha chuckled mirthfully, a sadistic grin forming on her lips again. "Not to worry, sister. If what Master gleaned is true, then the first mate would sooner perish than let anything befall her beloved while she is still aboard the ship."

Jess giggled alongside her. "Very true, sister. Very true indeed. Her attachment shall be the Briar's undoing."

"How do you know all this?" Mary seethed angrily. "Who gave you this information?"

Jess's grin widened as she lowered herself down to Mary, getting a hair's breadth away from the quivering woman.

"Why... your Captain did."

"She's given you all up," Samantha explained. "Told us everything we needed to know to take this ship for ourselves."

"All to save her own worthless hide," Jess added.

"You're lying..." Mary seethed. "... the Captain would never..."

"If that were true, then how could we have possibly docked your vessel on this ship?" Jess offered.

"You need docking codes for that. Docking codes we now have."

"Along with security keys, pass codes, defense measures, as well as the entire layout of this ship down to the very last metal bolt and rivet," she insisted gleefully.

"She told us everything," Samantha assured. "And then allowed us to dock so that we might kill you all."

"No... No, I won't believe it. I refuse," Mary insisted.

"But... but then how did they get aboard?" Laura asked. "Mary, they must have gotten those docking codes somehow."

"We can't trust a word they say," Mary responded vehemently. "Just keep it together, Laura. We'll be out of this in a moment."

Both girls giggled at that.

"Oh?" Jess spoke in amusement. "You seem awfully certain of that."

Mary grinned up at her confidently. "There's about a dozen men out there, each aiming a kinetic rifle right at this spot. You so much as dip a toe out there, you'll be filled with shredder rounds."

Jess and Samantha both exchanged looks with each other.

"That does sound unpleasant, sister."

Samantha nodded in agreement. "And it would be... inconvenient to our Master if we were discovered before we've had a chance to sabotage the ship."

"Shall we take care of them, then?"

"Absolutely. Let's use our new trick, sister. The one Master taught us."

Without warning, both girls grabbed Mary and Laura by the face and practically glued their lips to theirs. They sloppily made out with the completely paralyzed Lieutenants, moaning and grinding against them as their tongues slithered down their throats. Though they tried to struggle, it was ultimately fruitless. Whatever toxin they'd put into their systems had left them both completely immobile.

When they pulled away, their long forked tongues slithered back into their mouths, and their throats flexed and wriggled. They then both clasped a hand sharply over the mouths of Mary and Laura and held their talons up to their necks.

"Are you men still out there?" Jess spoke in Mary's voice.

She inhaled sharply, and her eyes bulged in horror.

"Aye, Ma'am! We haven't moved."

"The shuttle is empty!" Samantha spoke in Laura's voice, causing her to panic as well. "All of you are dismissed! Mary and I are going to search around a bit."

"Report back to your posts! We'll take over from here."

"Should... should we not report this to our second in command?" one of the men called back to them.

"You got shit in your ears?!" Samantha railed at them exactly like how Laura would have. "She said fuck off! All of you!"

"We'll report everything to Lia. For now, all of you just go. You're no longer needed here."

The sound of their men's boots clanking against the metal gangway let the two Lieutenants know they were doomed. No one was coming to rescue them now. As the gravity of their situation fully set in, the two sadistic creatures giggled at them once more, speaking again in their normal voices.

"Oh, Dear. Looks like all those guns you were so proud of just disappeared," Jess taunted.

"Whatever shall you do now?" Samantha pondered. "Ready to beg for your lives yet, little manthings?"

"Are we going to implant them, sister?" Jess asked, hopping up and down on Mary's lap in excitement. "I have so many sons now, I'm dying to add a sweet little girl to my growing family."

Samantha giggled at her. "Patience, sister. You'll have a daughter of your own soon enough. But for now, we must deal with this another way."

Jess grinned wickedly. "You mean the talents of my darling niece?"

She nodded gleefully. "Implanting them would take too long. We'll let my firstborn handle this. This is why she was bred after all. Infiltration."

The two Lieutenants struggled and squirmed beneath them, fighting against the neurotoxin in their veins. Jess frowned at her victim in frustration.

"These two are too tense, sister. They need to learn to relax more. All this stressful thrashing about isn't good for you."

"Perhaps we should help them relax then, sister?" Samantha offered. "We'll play with them for a bit and prepare them for infiltration by my lovely daughter."

The two siren creatures spun nimbly around so that they were now mimicking a sixty-nine position, wiggling their soaking wet pussies over both their victim's faces.

"Do you think these two like playing with women, sister?" Jess asked.

Samantha snickered at her. "If not, they will. The pheromones will see to that."

"Then let's make ourselves good and squelchy for them, sister," Jess insisted, her face heating up. "So they can feel our love to the fullest."

"Just think of Master, sister," Samantha added, her voice quivering in arousal. "Think of Master and how good he makes us feel always."

As they wiggled and shook their hips over Laura and Mary's faces, the two girls began to moan and pant in erotic heat, their pussies becoming drenched as a heady aroma filled the Lieutenant's nostrils. Wetness dripped onto their face, further driving them into this alien arousal they couldn't quite get to go away. The smell was so potent it made their heads swim. And the taste was like sweet candies on their tongues. They couldn't escape from it. And the more they inhaled, the more they could feel their own pussies becoming unbelievably wet.

"Think that should be enough, sister?" Samantha asked.

Jess nodded. "I believe so. They should be ready for love now."

Her sister giggled at them both sadistically before licking her razor-sharp canines. "Now remember, no biting. Or we'll gladly return the favor."

Both creatures sat directly on their faces and locked their steelband thighs in place. The two lieutenants' feet began to kick and flail limply. Little more than fleeting, weak motions to pull away as they tried desperately not to inhale and to keep their mouths shut. This seemed to frustrate their predators.

"Is yours reciprocating yet, sister?" Jess asked impatiently.

She shook her head, just as displeased. "No, she is not. She's just smearing her face all over my lips. Not very satisfying."

"Don't be selfish," Jess insisted, using her powerful legs to keep her victim locked in place. "We're showing you ladies our love. You should return the favor."

"Perhaps they've never done this before?" Samantha offered. "Let's show them how, sister."

Jess giggled at that. "Good idea, sister."

They unbuckled their victim's pants and lowered them down to their ankles, spreading their legs and running their talons along their slits through their panties.

"Ooooo, even the cloth is all wet, Jess," Samantha observed.

She nodded. "It certainly is. They're feeling our love, Samantha. Now let's show them how to return it."

Rather than pull down the panties or just tear them off, the two creatures instead used their razor-sharp talons to carefully cut a slit into the material before tearing it open, revealing their naked sex.

The siren creatures lowered their heads and moaned in erotic heat as they began performing oral on the two Lieutenants, whose eyes bulged in shock as a wave of intense, pulsing pleasure hit them both at the exact same time. As if their tongues were connected to some sort of energy current and they'd just completed the circuit by pressing them to their clits. Laura and Mary's bodies lit up and their eyes rolled back as they were flooded with pleasure, the alien beings rolling and wriggling their tongues around in their tight slits like nothing they'd ever felt before.

It wasn't long before this bombardment of stimulation became too much. Laura was the first to start moaning and panting faster and faster, whereupon her belly tightened and she clamped down, her cries muffled by Samantha's powerful thighs as she came hard all over her face. Soon after, Mary followed suit, her belly tightening and her eyes shutting as she screamed out a massive squirty orgasm. Both creatures raised up and licked all across their faces, stretching their long prehensile tongues inhumanly far.

"Mmmm, such yummy honey they produce for us, sister."

"But they're still not reciprocating," Samantha pouted. "Let's give them a bit more love, sister."

They dove back in, bending and flexing those tongues of theirs into impossible shapes, going deeper into their cunts, finding every single pleasure button they possessed and bending around their inhumanly flexible appendages.

Once again, Laura was the first to cave, her mind drunk on pheromones and her body overstimulated with pleasure. She shut her eyes and began running her tongue along the creature's pussy, relishing in the intoxicating flavor of sour gummies that further enveloped her in this hazy pleasure buzz she was now swimming in.

Samantha raised her head and looked over her shoulder, grinning in approval down at her victim. "There we go. Now this one is starting to get into the swing of things."

Jess's head suddenly lurched up, and she peeped in surprise upon feeling Mary start to lick her sex as well. Whereupon she giggled playfully at the redhead and started grinding her pussy against her face.

"Oooo, so is mine, Samantha. I guess you were right. They just needed a little encouragement, that's all."

Samantha placed her hand on her generous rump and fully sank on Laura's face, really grinding her heat against that eager tongue of hers now. "These girls just needed a bit of love and they've become eager little cuntlickers."

"Just like our dear Rebecca."

They snaked their tongues back into the two Lieutenant's pussies, who began eagerly thrusting their hips, desperate for more of this perverse alien pleasure, their brains completely fogged over in bliss. Unbeknownst to either victim, as the creatures lapped at their eager, hungry sex, a creature most foul had slid out of one of the overhanging storage compartments and crawled down the side of the shuttle towards them.

Samantha smiled at her daughter, rolling her hips on Laura's face as she gently parted her pussy lips open and beckoned her to approach. The creature got down on all fours and opened its mouth wide, its lower jaw cracking open and splitting in two, revealing a razor-sharp mandible with rows of teeth.

From the back of its gullet, a black centipede-like creature emerged, crawling on hundreds of legs towards its victims, awaiting opening. Upon crawling under Laura's legs, it approached her entrance and righted half its body up on its back legs.

Before diving straight in.

Laura's eyes bulged open, and she began violently struggling against the invading creature, all while Samantha giggled at her maliciously, keeping her legs spread nice and open and her head in place with her thighs.

"No sense in struggling now," she insisted as the bug-like parasite burrowed its way completely in. "Just relax. That's it. Ooooo, there we go."

As Laura started to convulse on the ground, another bug emerged from the alien's throat and crawled towards Mary next. Jess grinned sadistically at the little bug and parted her victim's pink same like Samantha. The bug lept in, and Mary screamed from beneath her thighs, fighting it as well.

"Let it in. Let it in," Jess encouraged even as her victim continued to shriek in horror at the unwanted intruder. "That's a good girl."

Both hosts started convulsing on the ground as Jess and Samantha finally deigned to let them go, raising themselves off their bodies, whereupon both Lieutenants rolled over onto their hands and knees, coughing and spluttering as the alien parasite worked its way into their systems. Their bellies burned with an ungodly fire, and their pussies felt swollen and engorged, in desperate need of stimulation but unable to release.

"Do you feel that?" Jess inquired sadistically.

"That's my daughter's lovely parasite working its way into your bodies," Samantha explained viciously. "Already it's working its way towards your central nervous system."

"If you obey, there will be pleasure."

"But if you fight against its control, there will be pain."

Laura and Mary started panting, their pussies throbbing painfully on the edge. A wave of razor-sharp pain stabbed at their insides, and they clutched their bellies, collapsing to the ground in the fetal position. It felt like they were cramping, only somehow worse.

"That was but a taste. We can make it much worse if necessary."

"Or we can kill you," Jess insisted just as viciously. "Tear you apart from the inside out and watch you slowly bleed to death."

"Do you understand, little manthings?"

"We understand!" Laura shouted in pain.

"Just make it stop! Please!" Mary begged.

Samantha and Jess both swapped victorious smirks with each other before nodding.

"Very well."

Mercifully, the horrible stabbing pain in their lower abdomens subsided, replaced with a warm, tingling pleasure that made them both extraordinarily hot. Their pussies started throbbing terribly again, and they moaned and squirmed on the ground, pulling at their clothes, and rolling their hips in desperate need.

"Mostly, we'll just keep you frustrated until you show your willingness to obey," Jess insisted.

"Now be good little slaves and kiss our feet. Show your obedience and you will be rewarded."

"Disobey, and the pain returns worse than before."

Laura and Mary desperately crawled over to them on all fours and started kissing the tops of their feet. Jess and Samantha both giggled in sadistic amusement.

"Very good, slaves. Now here is your reward."

They both arched their backs and screamed in pleasure as they squirted violently, a massive orgasm overtaking them, whereupon they collapsed onto their sides. The throbbing swiftly returned, putting them right back on that painful razor's edge again.

"If you want more, you'll have to work for it."

"We have a job for you to do. And you're not getting any more relief until you do it."

~~

"What do you mean the shuttle was empty?" Lia asked frantically. "How is that even possible?"

"We don't know," Laura admitted, standing stoically in place alongside Mary. "As far as we can tell, there was absolutely no one aboard."

The EXO considered this bit of grave information for a moment before finally making up her mind about something. Whereupon she shot up out of the chair and stormed off towards the EVA hangar.

"I'm going down there," she insisted.

"Are you sure that's the right call to make?" Laura called out to her.

"Who will keep order aboard the ship if you're gone?" Mary asked.

Lia spun around and glared at them both. "She could be hurt right now. Or worse. I'm going down there, and that's final. You two will maintain order while I'm gone."

"At least take more men with you," Laura insisted.

She nodded. "We'll send every EVA shuttle we have. Half will remain here. Half will come with me. No matter what, you two are to maintain order and keep this ship in system until I've returned with the Captain. Understood?"

They knocked their boots together and saluted. Lia turned and left the bridge. The moment she was gone, Jess and Samantha shed their camouflage, each of them having planted their shapely rears on an arm of the Captain's chair, daintily kicking their feet in the air.

"Such a sweet gesture, going after her beloved Captain to rescue her. Wouldn't you say, Jess?"

"Indeed, Samantha."

Mary and Laura both turned around. They were biting their lower lips, their faces flushed. They'd become so drenched that even their pants were now damp as they furiously rubbed their thighs together, unable to get relief from this constant throbbing need.

"We did as you asked," Laura insisted desperately.

"Please, just get these things out of us," Mary begged.

Samantha and Jess both looked at each other, cocking disinterested brows before turning their gaze back to them. The two Lieutenants fell to their knees, clutching between their legs and moaning as another brisk wave of pleasure overtook them, forcing another orgasm out of both women.

Yet still, they couldn't find relief. They started huffing and panting, their faces now permanently red as they sat back on their haunches, hands between their legs, thighs tightly shut. The two sadistic creatures giggled at them once more.

"Jess, stay here and guard the console," Samantha requested while standing up from the arm of the chair. "I'm taking my daughter and the redhead with me to seed and sabotage the ship. Make sure no humans try to force their way in here."

The bubbly blonde gleefully helped herself to a seat in the Captain's chair, rubbing her tooshie all over the vinyl. "Does this make me Captain now? Goodie goodie."

Samantha sauntered away, her mimetic camouflage enveloping her body again, causing her to seemingly vanish into thin air. Under the compulsion of her parasite, Mary stood to her feet and followed, shooting one last frantic glance over her shoulder at Laura as she passed the threshold between the bridge and the rest of the ship. Jess hit a button on the console of her chair, shutting the bridge's blast doors and locking them inside.

"You did your job well enough, slave. My sister and I are very pleased. Little Lia is heading straight into our trap. And very soon, the rest of the crew will be wiped out. The males will be seeded with our offspring and converted to biomatter, while the females amongst you will be made into Breeding Cows."

That sadistic grin that made Laura's skin crawl formed on the psychotic blonde's face again.

"As a reward, slave, I've decided I will grant you the distinct privilege of becoming my son's mate. He's been so very pent up for quite some time now. And your little breeding hole will provide the perfect relief for him."

Laura's eyes widened in abject horror as another of those monstrous... things like the freak that put those bugs inside them descended from the ceiling and stood upright before her. Unlike the one before, this one was taller and far more broad-shouldered. Appearing more masculine than feminine, whilst still possessing that same hideous face and glowing yellow eyes.

"Say hello to my secondborn," Jess declared pridefully while absentmindedly twirling a strand of her curly blonde hair around her talon. "He's going to turn you into his obedient little sex thing, slave. I expect you to take very good care of him."

Her gaze shifted to the massive throbbing crimson cock protruding from the creature's crotch. It was literally throbbing in anticipation for her, a strange bluish-green substance leaking from the tip. Jess giggled sadistically at her quivering lip.

"Just look at how hard you've made him, slave. I'd say my son likes you. You were destined to be together."

Laura shook her head vehemently. "You're... you're out of your mind. No way would I ever consider..."

Her words cut off as that sharp, stabbing pain returned to her gut. Laura cried out in agony before crumbling into the fetal position as wave after wave of hideous torture passed through her.

"Perhaps I didn't make myself quite clear enough," Jess insisted, her usual bubbly demeanor replaced with a deep, malevolent scowl. "You will give my son lots of love and become his sex thing, slave. Because he's a good boy and deserves a mate to keep him company."

Slowly, the pain subsided, and she gasped and huffed for breath, tears streaming down her face as that hideous throbbing need returned all over again.

"She's all yours, my darling boy," Jess spoke to her son affectionately. "Make Momma proud and show her how big and dominant you are."

The creature's hideous grin stretched across its face as it approached her. Laura wanted to back away, to flee from this horrid abomination, but to do so would only cause her pain. In stark contrast, by willingly getting on her knees and spreading her thighs with her hands behind her head as the parasite in her pussy was compelling her to do, another wave of pleasure began to course through her, dulling the hideous ache and relaxing her mind into compliance.

"Atta girl," Jess encouraged. "Now open your mouth."

She shut her eyes tightly and obeyed, willingly allowing the abomination to place its bony fingers on the back of her head and thrust its cock into her mouth.

"There you go. Now relax your throat, slave. Let my son slide completely down."

Heat radiated all throughout her body as he began to thrust. His massive cock slid in and out of her throat with relative ease. How it did this without triggering her gag reflex wasn't something she cared to question at that moment. Right now, Laura was focused entirely on endurance.

Tears streamed down her face as he fucked her throat faster and faster, nostrils flaring as he grunted like an animal, ramming that thing into her mouth over and over again before shuddering as he hilted deep inside her. Something warm and sticky hit the back of Laura's throat, and she knew instinctively that he had just come.

"Suck it all up, slave," Jess calmly instructed. "Atta girl."

She swallowed load after load as he pumped a seemingly endless stream of his seed down into her belly, compelled by this throbbing need in her pussy and the fear of punishment to obey. Only when the last of his gift was deposited into her belly did the beast finally pull away. Whereupon she collapsed onto her hands and knees, coughing and gasping for sweet, precious oxygen, her throat now burning.

"See? Isn't it so much easier when you just do as you're told? And look, my son has shared his gene with you. He's making you pretty, just like me."

Laura's vision began to blur, and her mind fogged over. She looked down at her hands through the blurry haze and began to notice black veins criss-crossing along her skin, which was turning deathly pale.

Words seemed to be beyond her at that moment. She couldn't even summon the will to scream. Laura turned around and tried to crawl away, the last vestiges of her human instincts compelling her to flee as the pathogen infected her mind.

"There's no point in running now. What's been done to you cannot be reversed," Jess insisted, watching as she tried to crawl away.

Her son pounced on top of Laura, using his talons to rip her clothes off her body. She tried to fight the beast off, struggling and squirming as she was stripped down to her bra and panties, before those too were torn away. But this only seemed to amuse the predator, that massive grin and raging hard on never once leaving its body.

"My son will make all those pesky thoughts in your head disappear," she assured. "Just relax, slave. Let Master's love enter your body and let go. Surrender to the heat and let yourself become a simple-minded hive whore."

The beast grabbed her by the arms and, with one single thrust, speared his cock into her ass. Laura was violently stretched open, causing the breath to leave her lungs and her mouth to fall open in a silent scream as the creature brutally drilled her ass repeatedly. Finally, Laura flung her head back and shrieked, her eyes rolling back into her head and her tongue unfurling as she came so hard she began to urinate all over herself.

"Right now, my son is rewriting your cells on a molecular level," Jess explained while watching her son repeatedly pump load after load of his seed into her ass. "Your body is but a genetic canvas upon which we will mold you into something useful, something which knows nothing but undying loyalty to the hive."

As the beast fucked her, Laura's body continued to change. It grew ghostly pale to the point it matched the creature's own skin tone. Her fingers and toes grew, becoming razor-sharp talons, and her lips turned black. A white tail sprouted from the small of her back, which grew longer and longer, followed next by a set of razor-sharp incisors in her top and bottom teeth. Her ears grew long and pointy while two black horns sprouted from her head.

Finally, her eyes turned yellow and dilated into reptilian slits.

She wasn't even fighting it anymore. How could she? Laura had never felt such pleasure, such bliss. No drug or stim could compare to this simple-minded rutting. The raw bliss of her mate's cock filling her with his love over and over again. Rewiring her brain and shutting down all forms of conscious thought. It felt like her mind was blissfully melting away into nothing, leaving her as nothing but a lusty little animal in heat. Incapable of any higher form of thought beyond rutting and obedience.

"As my son's mate, you will know nothing but the bliss of being a brainless animal as you serve Master for the rest of your days."

Finally, with one last violent thrust, the beast hilted deep inside her, pumping one last rope of slimy gene seed into her tight asshole before releasing her arms and allowing her to collapse onto the metal floor. Laura quietly panted for breath, her long black tongue languidly dangling out of her mouth. Whatever remained of the once proud pirate Lieutenant was gone now. All she could see was her mate.

He was still hard. Slowly, the she-beast rose back up onto her knees, spreading her cheeks for him, as she shot a lustful gaze over her shoulder, now fully in heat. The bug-like parasite crawled out of her dripping pussy and skittered across the floor towards Jess. The hive mother calmly spread her legs open, and the bug entered her opening. She shivered and moaned as it crawled deep inside her, where she converted it into biomass to be returned to the hive, its job now finished.

"Your mate is waiting for you, my son. Mount her. Show her who is in charge."

The beast forced his mate down on all fours, where she became small and submissive, lifting her ass up in the air as he finally plunged his throbbing erection into her quivering pussy. She responded with loud cries of satisfaction. The joy of being filled. The pleasure of being used by her mate.

While they rutted, Jess swiveled around in her chair to give them some privacy, letting the two become better acquainted with one another. She cast her gaze out the primary viewing port of the bridge and smiled upon seeing three EVA shuttles leave the ship on a direct course for the Cordoba.

The Queen would make short work of little Lia. During which time, they would completely take over the remainder of the ship.

~~

Three EVA shuttles boarded the Cordoba on three different sections of the ship, with Lia and her team taking the crew deck while the other two entered from below. Almost immediately, she could tell something was wrong. The ship was way too quiet. What's more, there was no sign of the Captain anywhere. But she was close, Lia was certain of it.

She could smell her in the air.

As her men fanned out and checked the crew deck, Lia made her way to the medbay, where she found a strange black substance seemingly growing on the walls. Putting it to the back of her mind, she made her way deeper into the ship, leaving half her men behind to guard the shuttle and secure their escape route. Lia eventually reached what she assumed to be the mining deck, finding yet more of that black, tarry, flesh-like material coating the walls.

"So what do you think this stuff is?" one of her men asked curiously. "It smells like something died in the air vents and then melted."

"No idea," Lia spoke dismissively, all her focus on finding the Captain. "Just keep your eyes peeled. She has to be in here somewhere."

"What the fuck is up with this place?" another of the men asked, thoroughly creeped out by the sights and smells around him. "And where the hell is everyone?"

The further in they went, the more unsettling things became, eventually arriving in a black tunnel that was completely coated in that same fleshy material. Their way forward was obstructed by a thick maze of black webs, so they tried to walk around, eventually arriving on the engineering deck.

Power to the entire area was down, enveloping them in near total darkness. The men all switched on the flashlights on the front of their rifles, allowing them to better navigate the twisting web of metal pipes and circuitry. A loud clang caught their ears, and they snapped their weapons towards the source of the sound.

"Hear that? We're not alone," one of the men insisted gravely.

"It's just your imagination, dude," another insisted, though even he sounded unconvinced.

Lia swallowed back the lump in her throat and pressed forward. They eventually arrived at a ladder that led further down into the bowels of the engineering deck.

"Alright, this is taking too long. Woods, Mendoza, you two stay up here and finish searching the area," she commanded while holstering her pistol and dropping down onto the ladder. "Bisenti, you're with me. Maintain radio contact and report the moment you see something."

With that, she descended the ladder alongside Bisenti. The story below was the same as above. Nothing but silence in all four directions.

"Damn... this place got blown to hell," Bisenti commented while looking around at all the damage done to engineering.

"You take the right side. I've got the left," Lia instructed.

They split up into two paths. What Bisenti had said was true. Given the level of damage this thing had taken, it was truly no wonder the ship was found dead in the middle of space.

The deeper in she went, the more it became clear as to where all this came from. Something on the port side of engineering appeared to have exploded. Heading a bit deeper in, she eventually reached the charred remnants of what used to be an emergency fuel line. Lia holstered her pistol and approached the ruined line.

"Just what in God's name happened here?"

She heard a sound immediately to her right. Lia snapped her gaze to the source, only to be slammed up against a coolant pipe, a strong hand covering her mouth.

"You shouldn't have come," the pirate holding her mouth closed and pinning her gun arm to her side insisted, a wild, unhinged look in his eyes. "You should have blown this ship to hell and run while you had the chance." He chuckled in an unsettling voice and shook his head. "Ohhhh, Lia. I know you love her. But now the crew is gonna burn. All because of you."

She finally managed to pull his hand away and stare at the half-crazed pirate incredulously. "Ross? You're alive?"

"None of us are alive anymore, Lia," he insisted, eyes widening further as he quietly snickered in his own madness. "We died the moment we set foot on this cursed ship."

"What the hell are you talking about?" she insisted, trying to shake free of his ironclad grip. "Ross, where is the Captain? What's going on here?"

"Don't you see?" he responded in a softer voice. "They're all gone. No one's getting out of here. No one."

"That's not true," she assured, still struggling to get out of his grip. "Ross, I brought damn near half the ship with me. Whatever's going on here, we have them hopelessly outnumbered."

He chuckled in that same disturbingly unhinged voice again. "There's no escape. Not for any of us. It's too smart... moves too fast."

"What the hell are you rambling about, you lunatic? Look, we don't have time for this. We need to find Seraph. If she's hurt then..."

"You still don't get what you're dealing with, do you?" he growled at her lividly. "It's a damn near perfect hunter. It's smarter than your dumbass, and it will not think twice about tearing you to pieces. That is if you're lucky."

That finally got her attention. "Did... did something attack you?"

For the longest time, he just stared at her with that same slightly unhinged expression on his face. Finally, his grip relaxed, and he backed away from her.

"It took them all. Every last one. Only reason I'm still here is because it was too busy dragging the others away."

"What is on this ship, Ross?" Lia insisted. "What is it we're up against?"

He shook his head vehemently. "This isn't a ship. It's a portal to hell. And now... we're all damned."

This was getting nowhere. Ross had clearly lost it. Not knowing what else to do, Lia radioed for backup.

"Bisenti, come in. I've found a member of the Captain's boarding team, but he's rambling like a madman. I need assistance."

No response.

"Bisenti, do you copy? Respond!" she insisted.

"It's already here," Ross murmured to himself, his eyes darting all around. "In the walls... in the shadows..." He started to quietly sing. "Twinkle, twinkle, humankind. Your God has left you behind..."

"Woods! Mendoza!" she tried desperately, fear starting to grip her being. "Someone respond to me, dammit!"

The sound of a heavy plasma bolt thrower being primed in her face pulled her attention back to the current situation. Lia looked down at her holster, noting her gun was gone. She then slowly turned around only to see Ross aiming it directly at her. A hopeless look in his eyes.

"They want me for my flesh... my blood... but you?" There was almost pity in his voice. "Your fate will be far less kind."

"Ross..." She slowly raised her hands out in front of her placatingly and inched towards him. "... give me back my gun."

"I heard it," he insisted, his wrist trembling. "In her lullaby. She sings to it... you know? The mother of the demon."

"Ross, please, we can get you some help," she spoke as calmly and unthreatening as possible. "Just put down the gun. You don't need it."

"It'd be a mercy," he spoke despondently. "The Captain would agree. They only want my flesh, Lia. But you? They want your soul."

"Who?" she asked pleadingly. "Ross, please just talk to me. Who is after us?"

For a moment, he just stared at her. That unhinged grin of his returned as he then placed the gun against his temple and backed away.

"You really shouldn't have come."

His stomach burst open in a shower of blood and gore, causing Lia to scream and jump back. The gun fell from Ross's hand as he slowly looked down at the sharp-bladed tail that had stuck him in the back. Blood pooled from his mouth as he then turned his gaze directly behind him.

Coming face to face with the smile of the demon yet again.

Lia backed away in abject horror from the tall, inhuman beast as it stepped out of the shadows. Despite its skin being ghostly white, somehow it was almost completely invisible in the dark. Its mouth opened, and a long proboscis tongue slithered out of its gullet.

"You need to run..." Ross warned, spitting up a river of blood.

The tongue struck his forehead, piercing his skull, causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head. Something was pumped into his brain matter at which point the beast retracted its tongue from its head and its tail from his abdomen before melting back into the shadows once more.

Ross lurched forward towards Lia like a zombie, who backed away in petrified fear. He lunged towards her, knocking Lia to the ground, where she struggled to get away. His face began to contort, flesh and bone bending and snapping as inky black tentacles burst out of his eyes, nose, and mouth.

His face ripped open, and his bloodied skull roared down at her violently. Adrenaline surged through Lia's system, giving her the strength she needed to shove the freak off of her and scramble to her feet, making a mad dash for it.

She rounded a corner, only to come face-to-face with Bisenti. Half his face had burst completely off his body, wriggling black tentacles writhing out of the gaping wound as he lumbered towards her. A clawed appendage had ripped out from his right arm, and his stomach had burst open, revealing yet even more of those same black tentacles.

Lia shrieked at the top of her lungs and sprinted in the opposite direction, making a mad dash for the ladder and flying up it. Only to be confronted by two more of those things on the deck above.

The members of her crew had all been mutated into monstrous beings, their blood having boiled in their skin and turned black. Tentacles burst from random openings all throughout their flesh, and their bones had been broken, put back together, and reshaped into unnatural forms.

They could barely be described as human now. She needed to get out of there and warn the others before it was too late!

Lia was chased through the corridors of the engineering deck all the way through the fleshy tunnels back into the mining deck. She ducked into a storage room someone had cut open with a plasma tool and dove behind a workbench as the monsters zipped straight past. Her heart was pounding up in her throat, and she was breathing rapidly, body trembling in shock.

She took a moment to steady herself and check to make sure the creatures were truly gone before cueing up her radio again.

"Kenneth... Kenneth, are you there?" she spoke in a low, terrified voice. "Kenneth, if you can hear me, please, for the love of God, respond."

"Boss... Boss, do you copy?"

"Kenneth!" she spoke frantically. "Kenneth, listen to me. You need to get the fuck out of here. Do you understand me? Take the shuttle, get back to the Briar, and get as far away from this accursed ship as you possibly can. It's not what we thought. There's something aboard that's..."

"They've taken the shuttles! We can't... lost contact with Bravo and Charlie team! No one's..."

Her stomach bottomed out, and her blood ran cold. "Say again, Kenneth? You're breaking up."

"... something aboard the ship... taking over the crew... why did we come here, Boss? Why?"

"Kenneth, talk to me," she pleaded. "Have the shuttles been taken over?"

No response.

"Kenneth?" She started to hyperventilate as the panic set in again. "Kenneth, are you there?"

Silence. She was alone. Lia tore the earpiece off her head and tossed it aside, crumbling into a ball on the ground and sobbing as tears fell freely down her cheeks.

"Fuck it all, man..." she whined pitifully between terrified, choked-up cries. "Fuck it all!"

It was hopeless. Without the shuttles, they were trapped on this hellish ship. What's more, there was no telling what had just been unleashed on the Briar. Even if she could find Seraph now, even if somehow her love was still alive, there was no escape for them. Their fates were sealed.

As she trembled on the floor, Lia clutched at her choker for comfort. What she wouldn't give just to see the Captain one more time, just to hear her voice one last time before the end. Before she was swallowed up by this nightmare ship and its God awful hellspawn.

"Seraph..." she sobbed. "Seraph, why? Why did you leave me?"

It was at that moment that she heard her voice cry out to her.

"Lia..."

Her head popped up out of her arms, and she gasped, turning her gaze back towards the door and wiping the tears from her eyes. The voice called out to her again.

"Lia..."

"Captain?" she sniffled, slowly rising to her feet and poking her head outside of the supply closet.

"Lia... come to me... I'm here."

"Seraph!" she cried out to her, hope returning to her heart as she followed the direction of the voice.

"It's all going to be okay. Follow my voice, Lia. Follow my voice..."

"Seraph, I'm coming!" she called back desperately, tears pouring down her face again, only for entirely different reasons. "I'm on my way! Just stay there!"

Lia followed the voice back into the dark, fleshy tunnel. The scent of her beloved Captain was heavy in the air. Her fragrant shampoo, the sweat of her breasts after training. She could almost taste her lover's pussy on her tongue, that slightly acidic bite that was her whole world whenever she was on her knees between her legs.

Slowly, her heart began to settle, all her fears eroding away with the smell of her lover and the sound of her voice.

"Seraph!" she called out into the dark. "Seraph, where are you?"

"I'm here, Lia. Follow my voice. You're almost there."

"I'm so happy you're okay," she cried emotionally. "Seraph, I was so scared we had lost you."

"It's okay. Everything is going to be okay, my love."

"Just tell me where you are," Lia insisted desperately. "Tell me where you are, Seraph. Please!"

She followed the voice to a dead end where she came to a stop. The entrance behind her closed off, enveloping her in almost total darkness. An orifice in the middle of the room opened up.

"Seraph?" she called out into the dark nervously. "Are you there?"

Without warning, the floor changed shape, forming a perfect funnel towards the orifice in the middle of the room. She yelped in fright and tumbled forward, the slippery, wet floor sending her straight through the hole, where she proceeded to slide down a long tube. The tube spat her out deeper within the bowels of the fleshy hive into a pool of glowing green liquid before sealing shut.

She popped out of the pool, coughing and spluttering before scrambling for the edge and climbing out. Upon standing, Lia once more took in her surroundings. She was in some sort of pulsating chamber, surrounded by green bioluminescent lighting.

Lia looked down at her arms and legs, noting her clothes were dissolving off her body. Everything was crumbling away, revealing her perky D-cup breasts, her taut belly, and shapely buttocks. She clutched at her throat, noting even her choker had fallen off and crumbled away.

"Where the fuck am I?" she asked aloud, nervously quivering in fear while covering herself. The scent of her lover was still heavy in the air, keeping her thoughts lucid and her mind in the present moment.

"Right this way, my little treasure."

An orifice opened up in front of her, leading down a long corridor to parts unknown. Under the influence of the heady aroma in the air, she made her way deeper into the mysterious black hive, her bare feet nervously pattering against the damp, latex-like material, as she followed the sound of her lover's voice. Lia covered her breasts with her right arm and her most intimate place with her left hand, timidly gazing about the strange corridor.

All was quiet here. And disarmingly serene. Those terrifying creatures were but a distant memory. The tunnel opened up into a large oval-shaped antechamber. All along the fleshy, glowing walls, phallic tentacles wriggled and danced in fluid, slithering gyrations. They were all pointed directly at her, as if excited by her presence.

At the far end of this antechamber was a woman with crimson red hair, raised upon a pedestal of black rubbery flesh, sitting daintily upon a throne formed of those same pulsating tentacles. Directly above her, at the very crown of the throne, was a man's face protruding from a rather vulvic opening.

She should have been screaming in terror. Instead, the moment her eyes locked with his, her mouth fell agape, and her world became dazzled in sparkling, multicolored light.

"Welcome, Lia Longsdale," the woman sitting on the throne spoke in a calm, pleasant tone. "It's wonderful to finally meet you. My name is Brooke. And I am the Queen of this hive."

Her hands dropped to her sides, and she lumbered towards the center of the room, completely under the spell of those black marble eyes. The tunnel from which she emerged closed behind her, sealing her inside, surrounded on all sides by thick, veiny tentacles.

"Rest assured, you are in no danger. This is a safe place. A good place. Nothing can harm you here, my dearest. Nothing."

She swallowed back the lump in her throat, eyes transfixed on the man in the throne. "How... how do you know my name?"

"We know everything about you," the Queen assured. "We know your blood type is B positive. We know about the recurring nightmare you have where you're chased through a field of bones by a large serpent. We know you prefer swiss to cheddar on your sandwiches and that you hate the sound of a fork scratching against a ceramic plate more than anything. We know you have a ticklish spot directly behind your ear, and the face you make when you orgasm is..."

Brooke proceeded to do a perfect recreation of her in the throes of ecstasy, spreading her legs on the throne and running her hands across her voluptuous body. Lia finally managed to pull her gaze away from the face's eyes and peer curiously at the woman on the throne.

"You see, my dear, of all the memories the Captain has floating around in her head, you by far occupy the most space." With a small, affectionate smile, she then added. "You were special to her. And thus, you have become special to us as well."

"Where is Seraph?" Lia asked pleadingly. "Where's my Captain?"

She didn't respond.

"Please..." Tears started to stream down her face. "... I just need to see her again. I just need to know she's okay."

A tense silence formed in the air between them. Finally, Brooke offered a smile.

"The love you feel for your Captain is truly a beautiful thing."

Lia quirked her head at her in confusion.

"I remember it all too well," she insisted while biting down on the tip of her talon. "The purity of it. The simplicity. You look into her eyes, and you see the future. You see a house, and kids, and the next sixty years of your life."

Her smile faded into a look of soft melancholy.

"My perfect love was tainted by a lie. But yours? Yours is still pure. And that is something I am truly envious of."

"What do you mean?" Lia asked nervously. "Can you please just tell me where Seraph is? Is she still alive?"

She nodded. "She is alive. And will remain so for quite some time, you have my word."

Hope swelled in her chest. "Can I... can I see her please?"

"Perhaps..." Brooke admitted, whereupon a devious grin stretched across her lips. "... though I must warn you, she's a bit preoccupied at the moment."

Before she could ask, Lia heard the sound of another fleshy orifice opening up directly above her. She peered up towards the ceiling, where a large, black, egg-shaped sack descended from the hole that had formed. This sack was suspended by a tether of black rubbery hive material that appeared to be quite strong. The sack came to an abrupt stop about eight feet up in the air, remaining just out of reach.

A vulvic opening formed within the sack and split it open. Lia's heart stopped dead in her chest, and she sobered up almost immediately upon seeing the state her Captain was in. Seraph was on her knees in the middle of the black pod, her arms pulled tight above her head in a Y shape, held in place by what looked like two suction cups engulfing her wrists. She was surrounded by green tendrils, moaning and writhing as the tentacles fondled and groped her naked body. Two veiny phalli were swirling around in her poor, abused pussy, while a third battered her back door repeatedly. A black mask obscured the lower half of her face, and kept her mouth open while a fourth veiny tentacle rammed itself down her throat repeatedly.

"Captain!" she shouted up in horror.

The Queen chuckled sardonically before sending her away again with a wave of her hand, closing the pod once more and raising it back up into the ceiling flesh.

"Afraid she can't hear you, my dear. Your beloved Captain is in no state to do anything but come," Brooke explained. "That's her purpose now, you see. To be bred for the hive. And right now, she's acting as my darling baby boy's personal cradle."

Lia shot her a nasty look.

"My son needs his strength, you see. Which is why she's receiving such personal attention from Master. Rest assured, she's in no pain. Quite the opposite, she's experiencing more pleasure than her body knows what to do with." A wicked grin sprouted over her lips, revealing her bleaming, phosphorescent fangs. "I give it about a week before that's all she'll be able to feel. Eventually, the mind breaks entirely, and the joy of breeding becomes the only sensation the sow is able to perceive."

"What the hell are you?" she asked with a livid growl as clarity returned to her mind, if only for a moment. "What is this place? Why did you freaks lure us here?"

The Queen stood up from her throne and descended the steps towards her. How the hell it was this freaky bitch could walk on that slippery floor in three-inch heels without face-planting was anyone's guess. It was almost as if the very ground she walked upon bent to her whim while she was in her domain.

"You were summoned here because you are needed to further propagate the hive," she explained matter-of-factly while slowly circling her, admiring her curves and perky, naked breasts. "Every manthing has a role to play and a place within the family. But you, my dear, your role shall be something truly special."

She shivered in arousal as the Queen's talons glided across her arm. Lia had never felt this hypersensitive before in her life. Just the slightest touch was enough to make her skin rise and her lower half sparkle.

"What makes me so special?" Lia enquired, doing her best to keep her mind off her flushed cheeks and quivering thighs.

That playful smirk of hers returned as she stopped behind Lia, gently gripping her chin and directing her gaze back towards the face embedded in the throne.

"Why not ask him?"

Once again, she found herself transfixed by his eyes as her world became enveloped in bright sparkly light.

"After siphoning the Captain's memories into the hive and learning your story, our Master has become quite captivated with you, Lia." She giggled and then added. "As have I."

Her mouth was completely ajar. Lia couldn't look away.

"You were born into a wealthy but unloving home. Forced to marry a man you despised. A tyrannical ship captain who saw you as little more than a status symbol."

"He was... awful to me," she admitted in a brainless monotone. "That man... held no love in his heart. Only greed... and arrogance. To him, I was... nothing but an object. A piece of art to stand by his side while he negotiated... trade deals."

A wicked grin spread across Brooke's lips. "Until the day his ship was attacked by the infamous Pirate Captain Seraph Scorpion."

"She freed me... from that monster." Tears trickled down Lia's face. "Gave me a purpose, a home. I am... her treasure."

The Queen pressed her tongue into Lia's ear, and her voice audibly quivered in arousal.

"Treasures are a precious thing, my sweet," she whispered sultrily into her ear. "They should be guarded and protected at all costs. And Seraph failed to protect you, didn't she?"

A bitter look formed in Lia's eyes.

"You told her you sensed something was wrong about this ship. But she didn't listen to you. Seraph never listens to you when it comes to her own safety, does she?"

"No... she doesn't," she admitted angrily. "How is Seraph supposed to protect me if she's dead? Why does she always put units over me?"

"Seraph claims this was the haul that would set you both for life. But the truth is, she made enough to give up pirating a long time ago. Didn't she?" Brooke insisted. "There was absolutely nothing stopping her from retiring and giving you that house with the white picket fence and two dogs you always wanted. But she just couldn't stomach the thought of a peaceful life."

"We've lived on... bloody air for so long," Lia's voice quivered as tears streamed down her face. "Seraph... my love... why? Why couldn't you give it up? Why couldn't I finally... be enough for you?"

"Because she was obsessed," the Queen answered for her. "Because for as much love as the Captain may have held in her heart for you, you would always come second to the thing that truly mattered most in her life."

"I gave you everything..." Lia quietly sobbed. "... everything, Seraph. And for what? For this? Was it worth it?"

Brooke gently tilted her gaze to meet her eyes.

"Now ask yourself this, my sweet. Which is better? To become another thoughtless breeding hole of the hive, as she has? Or... to be united with our growing family as a Hive Mother."

"A... a Hive Mother?"

She smiled lovingly at her and nodded, caressing her cheek with the back of her talons. "Yes, my precious treasure. A Hive Mother. Something truly special. You will become a part of an entire family of brood sisters who will love you and cherish you always. You will belong to a Master who will give you endless pleasure and the joy of bringing new life into the world. You will remain by your beloved Seraph's side forever, with all the bad thoughts, all the past traumas ripped from your mind, leaving nothing but the love you feel for her."

"I... I don't..."

Her words were cut off by the Queen pressing her lips fully to hers, catching Lia completely by surprise. In spite of her shock, she did not pull away. Brooke's lips were just as soft and supple as the Captain's. And she found herself fully relaxing into her tight embrace. When at last Brooke pulled away, Lia's eyes were glazed over in drunken lust.

"Don't think. Just feel." She turned the bewitched girl's gaze back to her Master. "Now look at him. Breathe your Master in while you gaze into those perfect eyes of his."

Slowly, the Queen backed away from her.

"Relax, my dear. Relax while Master makes everything better."

From the walls, dozens of black tentacles came slithering towards her. Lia observed through her periphery that many of these black, veiny tentacles were distinctly wider and girthier than some of the others. Something that sent little sparkles of excited pleasure jolting from between her legs and forming a noticeably glossy coat on her thighs.

She kept her eyes firmly on the Master as his tentacles wound themselves around her arms, her legs, and her waist, coiling like an eel and tightening. Whereupon her limbs were briskly pulled tight in an X shape and her body lifted up into the air.

"That's it. Be a good little plaything for him," the Queen praised, a hint of sardonic amusement creeping up into her voice. "Our darling Master is going to fill you full of his love now."

Lia started moaning and squirming in her bonds as his many writhing tentacles licked and kissed her body all over. She felt a stiff nub press at her crotch, where it began to rub up and down.

"You're already wet, little plaything," the Queen giggled. "Your pussy was made for breeding."

She grunted in pleasure as a group of smaller tentacles slithered around her breasts and started flicking at her nipples. Her voice trembled and her eyes closed for a moment as she bit her lower lip to stifle all the indignant noises threatening to leak out at any second. A thick, rubbery tentacle wrapped around her throat and started to squeeze. Lia gasped for breath, her face turning dark red and her lower half flooding.

"Yes, give in. Give in and become one of us. Become Master's personal pleasure toy."

Dozens of slimy, rubbery tentacles caressed her body, poking and prodding, groping and fondling, all while the one around her neck constricted again and again, making her choke and gasp, only to ease off right as her eyes started rolling into the back of her head. Letting her breathe only for a moment before starting all over again. All while her tits were ravaged by multiple sets of gropey, slimy tendrils.

A bulbous, phallic appendage formed on the end of the thickest, veiniest tentacle among the dozens surrounding her. Lia's legs were spread a little wider to accommodate its girth, whereupon it plunged deep without any warning or buildup whatsoever.

Her head snapped back and her hips arched as her pussy lips were fucking stretched! Her mouth fell agape in silent, stunned shock. The pain of the brisk, violent penetration quickly built into an intense pleasure that caused her belly to tighten, whereupon she squirted shamelessly all over her veiny intruder.

She screamed. Lia fucking screamed as she was violently taken by a thick, meaty tentacle, twisting and stretching around in her insides, ravaging her pussy, fucking that tight hole like an absolute machine.

"Oh fuck! Oh shit! You're splitting me in half!" she screamed, her eyes already starting to roll back into her head and her tongue slipping from between her lips. "Ooooo, fucking shit! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fucking swirl up my insides, you filthy monster! Mess me up real good!"

Brooke quietly snickered under her breath before sauntering back up to her throne and taking a seat to better enjoy the show. For what felt like an eternity, the hive drove its thick, meaty phallus into her over and over again. During which time she squirted for her ravager repeatedly, completely devolving into a brainless breeding slut. At which point she felt the thick intruder hilt inside her and fill her insides with a warm, sticky fluid. Euphoria burst behind her eyes as the tentacle withdrew from her thoroughly used cavity, leaving her feeling empty and incomplete.

Only for the hive to force her arms taught behind her back and reposition her so her torso was now horizontal in the air, bending her ass up and pressing her heels into her buttocks, spread nice and wide for further breeding. A clear, slippery fluid was sprayed onto her tight ass, prompting her to turn around and see two more thick, phallus tentacles, just as large, just as firm as the first, come inching towards her helpless back hole.

Her eyes permanently crossed, and her tongue completely unfurled as she let loose a silent scream, both phalluses penetrating her deeper than she ever thought possible. As their rhythmic motion resumed, she found her voice again and screamed once more as she sprayed harder and more violently than before. They were battering both her holes, two thick, flexible phalluses relentlessly pistoning in and out, in and out, over and over and over again until her mind cracked and all sense of coherence and rationale went merrily tipping into the void.

"Captain... Captain... I'm... s... sorry... Captain!"

Back and forth she rocked as the merciless appendages battered both her holes, her tongue flailing in the breeze, eyes crossed, wrists bound tightly behind her back. A set of tentacles slithered up to her stiff, erect nipples and formed little suction cups, clamping down on each pearl where they began to suck and pump her tits like they were being milked.

"Lia is a very... very slutty whore, Ca... Captain!" She had the silliest, most brain-dead smile imaginable on her stupid little face at that moment. "Lia is... is a dumb drooly little... cum dump!"

Both appendages hilted deep inside her at the exact same time, whereupon she was filled to the brim. Warm sticky alien breeding gel completely stuffed her cavities before spraying out both holes. They then pulled out and sprayed down her backside as well, coating her in the sticky black fluid.

"Lia wants it!" she slurred with her tongue fully out, barely understandable at this point. "Lia wants... to be full of... of Master babies! Give it! Fill me up! Fill this pocket pussy up!"

Two more tentacles replaced the ones who'd just filled her up, ramming straight in and setting the same violent, merciless rhythm as she leaked and sprayed and came over and over again. Any words or sentences devolving into brainless babbling. Whereupon her voice was shut up entirely by a third thick, veiny black cock forcing its way down her throat.

Every hole. Every hole was filled and stretched and pumped and slimed over and over again. One tentacle would finish down her throat, or up her ass, or in her pussy, only to retreat and be replaced with another one. It felt like she was splitting up inside, being violently torn apart as the hive twisted and changed her, making her leak out of every hole and coating her in its glowing blue-green gel.

"My goodness. You're even greedier than I was when Master first bred me," Brooke admitted, watching with a permanent smile of sardonic amusement on her face as Lia was filled by every tentacle in the room.

She was gone. Little more than three holes and a set of tits. Every muscle would flex again and again with each orgasm mounting on top of the last, until every thought, every memory, every word that was not coming! Coming! Coming! Had been knocked out of her stupid little head.

"Whatever devotions you made to your precious Captain, they mean nothing anymore. You belong to Master now, daughter of the hive. Welcome to your new family."

With one final thrust, Lia was flooded in all holes at the same time. They retracted simultaneously before pumping load after load of thick sticky gel all over her body, saturating her in it, before carelessly releasing her where she landed face-first onto the elastic floor below with an audible splat.

She lay there unmoving, hair disheveled and draped over her face, body coated from head to toe in glowing alien breeding gel. To anyone else, it might have appeared as though the girl had been fucked to death, but the Queen knew better.

Slowly, Lia began to stir, rising to her hands and knees, hair still draped over her face as her skin absorbed every drop of her Master's precious gift. A velvety, sanguine chuckle resonated from the back of her throat, morphing into a bubbly, almost manic giggle as she raised her head to gaze upon her Queen.

Her eyes were glowing yellow, two reptilian slits staring back at the woman upon the throne.

"Your humble daughter is with you, my Queen," she declared, a twisted smile forming on her lips. "For Master. For our family. I give my life and body to the hive."

A shudder of bliss coursed through her body, and she moaned erotically. Her ears elongated into points, fangs growing in her upper and lower jaw. Talons sprouted from her fingers and toes, and a black segmented tail from the small of her back.

"Your metamorphosis is complete, my precious daughter," Brooke declared before spreading her legs and beckoning her to her throne with a finger. "Now show your devotion. Service me. Give me pleasure."

"Yes, my Queen. It would be my greatest honor."

She crawled on all fours up the steps of the pedestal leading to her throne. On hands and knees, Lia devoted herself to her Queen, lapping at her pussy with her prehensile tongue. Brooke's smile grew, and her cheeks flushed as she bit down on the tip of her talon.

"Tell me... to whom do your loyalties lie first and foremost?"

"To Master, my Queen. And to you," she assured before lapping at her pussy against.

Brooke's chest rose and fell in a heady rhythm as her pleasure swiftly built. "And to whom do your loyalties lie secondly?"

"With my sisters and children, my Queen. Though precious family to me, the hive comes before all else. I live for Master. I die for Master. I give my body and breeding hole to Master. And I worship his Queen as the ruler and leader of our hive."

Her hips started to slowly rock back and forth. "And does the name Seraph Scorpion hold any significance to you?"

At that, Lia stopped licking and peered up at her curiously.

"Seraph..." She seemed to consider the name for a moment, as if searching through her memories.

Whereupon that manic smile returned to her lips.

"She's the silly breeding cow growing Master's baby inside her!" Lia cackled with maniacal glee. "Seraph is three holes and a womb. Her place is to get stuffed by Master tentacles and grow a big baby belly."

"Very, very good, my daughter," Brooke cooed at her sadistically. "And do you still love our little flesh cradle?"

She quirked her head up at her curiously. "Of course I do, my Queen. I love every part of Seraph. That hasn't changed."

Brooke raised a brow at that. "Indeed?"

She nodded. "I love her womb for growing Master and the Queen's baby. I love her titties for pumping milk for our children to grow big and strong. I love her holes for giving Master pleasure. And I love her biomass for contributing to the hive's growth."

"So you won't mind at all when I keep her for myself after she gives birth to my baby?" Brooke inquired.

Lia giggled at that and shook her head. "Why would I mind that, my Queen? She is yours. As am I. We belong to the hive, and you rule the hive. That is the natural order of things."

She snickered at her cruelly. "That it is, my sweet daughter. That it is. Now finish me off."

The Hive Mother devoted herself fully to the task of making her Queen come, wriggling her prehensile tongue like a corkscrew inside her pussy before vibrating it against her clit.

"I only ask these silly questions because it amuses me seeing the..." She inhaled sharply and moaned, gripping the back of Lia's head. "... pathetic manthing you used to be die inside you. I've yet to witness the change for myself and..." Her tail bristled as she started grinding her pussy against her face. "... oh fuck, make me come! That's it! Worship my pussy and make me come! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck!"

Her belly seized, and she squirted all over Lia's eager face, spraying her with her orgasm while the hungry young creature swirled her tongue greedily around her lips.

"Ahhhh, that's a good girl. That's such a good girl," she praised sadistically. "These lips and tongue will never touch Seraph's pussy again. Understand me? As your Queen, I am declaring she is off limits to you now. Whatever love you once desired to show her, you will give to me instead."

"Did I do a good job, my Queen?" Lia asked, not even bothering to respond to that. "Do you desire more pleasure?"

With a wicked grin, she leaned down and cupped Lia's face in her palms, kissing her deeply, whereupon their tongues swirled together. Finally, she pulled away and rested her forehead against hers.

"You're so adorable... my precious treasure."