This is the third act of the War of the Pussy Snatchers serial. I strongly urge you to have read the entirety of the Invasion of the Pussy Snatchers prequel series as well as "War" up to this point. The suggested reading order is as follows:

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Intro

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Interlude One

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Act One

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Interlude Two

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Act Two

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Interlude Three

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Act Three

War of the Pussy Snatchers: Finale

DISCLAIMER: This story may not be for everyone. It contains the following sexual scenarios: Lesbian sex, mind control, oral sex, group sex, analingus/anal sex, double penetration, incest, nonconsent/reluctance, some very light scat/piss, female ejaculation, alien/tentacle sex, and some violent sequences. If you are offended by any of these subjects I suggest you stop reading now as this story clearly isn't for you.

War of the Pussy Snatchers Act Three: Queen/Cassandra

Flashback: 4,264 Days Before Contact

"Give it back, you little punk!" Cassandra screamed at her little sister.

"Nuh uh!" Anna giggled.

Anna squealed when Cassandra's grasping hands nearly nabbed her but she ducked underneath Cassandra's arms and ran laughing out of her bedroom.

Cassandra growled with fury and gave chase, loping down the stairs from the upper level of their house to the ground floor living room where she dodged around furniture as she pursued the speedy little demon. Anna was a spry eight year-old with long blonde hair that their mother had tied back in a ponytail today. With her adorable chipmunk cheeks and bright blue eyes Anna looked as cute as could be. A condition which she consistently used to nefarious advantage.

With Anna's short stature and hyperactive nature, Cassandra had difficulty catching the nimble brat. Cassandra dodged around a couch and leaped over the coffee table to close the gap between them. She managed to grab the sleeve of Anna's pink dress but with a scream of raucous laughter Anna pulled away until the fabric ripped from Cassandra's grasp. Cassandra looked down at the torn pink material in her hand and wondered how pissed their mom would be when she saw Anna's damaged clothing. The separated fabric floated to the floor behind Cassandra as she resumed the chase.

Cassandra was fifteen years old. Her regular shade of chestnut-brown hair had been dyed as black as night and she also wore gothic makeup with dark eyeshadow and black lipstick. Cassandra had a much older boyfriend with a muscle car and if that didn't exasperate her mother enough she also had eyebrow, ear, nose, tummy, and tongue piercings.

Even at this tender age Cassandra already drank beer and smoked cigarettes and marijuana regularly with her best friend Sherri. Her parents knew she did it and needless to say were not thrilled about it. But fuck 'em, Cassandra would love to see them try and stop her. She was nearly an adult now and Cassandra was way too much of a grown-up to deal with Anna's childish shit.

Being over seven years older than her, Cassandra sometimes felt like Anna's second mom. She'd even changed Anna's poopy diapers when she was an infant and Cassandra ruefully acted as the go-to babysitter whenever her parents needed a night out. Those cheap bastards didn't even compensate her for it.

Cassandra loved Anna but her little sister was too ornery and mischievous for her own good. It didn't help that Cassandra always felt jealous of how much cuter Anna was than her. It seemed weird for a teenager to be so envious of an eight year-old but underneath her eccentricities Cassandra always considered herself a shy, plain girl and as Anna aged it became increasingly obvious what a stunning beauty Anna would turn into once she passed adolescence.

When Cassandra finally caught Anna she was gonna spank the brat so hard until she cried and Cassandra swore she wouldn't let up until the little devil learned her lesson. Anna tried to run by Cassandra with another loud squeal but Cassandra managed to grab ahold of the collar portion of her dress. When Anna resisted her firm grasp they both toppled over and tumbled to the hardwood floor with plentiful amount of bruises forming between them that they'd feel for days afterward. The sisters wrestled around on the ground, their elbows and knees coming into forceful contact with each other while they tousled. Cassandra knew Sis was only eight but she spared no mercy, giving as good as she got by scratching and biting at the little scamp.

"What in the world is going on in here!" Rebecca shouted with fury and as she marched into the living room with her hands on her hips.

Rebecca had the same chestnut-brown hair and hazel eyes as her daughter and also possessed similar facial features that clearly identified them as parent and child. However, Rebecca's form was much more buxom and womanly than Cassandra's who stood slightly taller than her but was thinner than a rail in comparison to Rebecca's voluptuous curves. Rebecca had not taken well to the new fashion styles, teenage mood swings, and rude attitudes Cassandra formed over the last year. She hated that shit Cassandra had pierced all over her face and despised how she made up her face to look like a slutty goth girl.

Every weekend Rebecca caught Cassandra coming home late at night well past her curfew. Her teenage daughter was always drunk and she stunk of nicotine too. When Rebecca scolded her Cassandra just rolled her eyes and ignored her mother's advice and admonishments. Rebecca even caught her daughter smoking a joint in the attic earlier this year. Drugs! In her own household! With an eight year-old downstairs!

Rebecca remained constantly on edge waiting for the next time Cassandra would act up. Every punishment she enforced was met with Cassandra's sarcastic, scathing brand of humor and screaming empty threats to run away to New York City and become a hooker. The worst thing of all was that Cassandra got straight-A's in school and Rebecca couldn't even use her grades as ammo to attack Cassandra's misbehaviors. Despite all the drama, Rebecca loved her daughter fiercely and the reason she got so distraught was because of her worry over Cassandra wasting her potential and ruining her life.

Rebecca showed murder in her eyes as she stared down at Cassandra and Anna's bruised bodies and torn clothing. The upholstery on the loveseat her and Corey bought for their very first apartment after getting married had been damaged during their battle as well.

"Well?" Rebecca challenged.

Cassandra and Anna broke away from each other with lightning quickness before replying in unrehearsed unison, "Nothing, Mom."

"How dumb do you think I am?" Rebecca asked with exasperation. "Now out with it!"

"Cassandra started chasing me around and hitting me and scratching me and biting me!" Anna wailed like she was a toddler five years younger.

"She stole my necklace!" Cassandra protested. "The one with the dolphin on it that Sherri gave me for my birthday! I was going to wear it when I went to the movies with Rorey tonight. I know she takes it out of my jewelry chest when I'm not home!"

"Is this true, Annalisa?" Rebecca asked sternly.

Anna didn't miss a beat before answering, "Of course not, Mama."

Anna stood in a bashful, obedient pose while looking down at the floor. A natural liar and manipulator.

"How do you know she took it?" Rebecca demanded of Cassandra. "Your room is a complete disaster. Are you sure you didn't just misplace it somewhere in that pit you call a bedroom?"

"I just know," Cassandra said with confident certainty.

"Well, give your sister back her necklace right away and this situation can be resolved with minimum punishment," Rebecca advised her youngest daughter.

"I'm not giving back anything I didn't take!" Anna screamed back. "She's lying! Cassie just wants to get me in trouble! Like she always does!"

Rebecca sighed with exasperation and shrugged at her older daughter. Cassandra reminded Rebecca so much of herself, though that slim body had definitely been inherited from her lanky-limbed father rather than Rebecca's rather fuller figure. Even when Cassandra's breasts fully developed they would never match Rebecca's voluptuousness.

Rebecca directed her attention back toward her younger girl. She didn't know what the hell to make of Anna who was so unlike the rest of the Dworkins in appearance. A blonde hadn't been born to either side of their family for generations until Annalisa came along. Her children confused and frustrated Rebecca as much as they delighted her.

Cassandra was in the midst of teenage angst contributing to the rebellious streak she already possessed. Her moods shifted more frequently than the outdoor temperature on any given day. While Rebecca sometimes thought Sherri was a bad influence on her daughter, she understood how dear a friend she was to Cassandra and appreciated that this domestic situation would become irreconcilable unless the necklace was located soon.

"Cassie, unless you can prove Anna took it..." Rebecca started.

Cassandra's eyes went blank as she stared forward uncomprehendingly. Anna and Rebecca looked at Cassandra with curiosity as her mind drifted completely away. Cassandra did this sometimes though instances occurred far less often now than when Cassandra was a young child. Rebecca took Cassandra to be checked out by so many specialists and they all agreed that Cassandra didn't exhibit any of the typical signs of epilepsy or similar disorders.

Rebecca and her husband Corey sunk a lot of money into having scan after scan performed on Cassandra's brain trying to determine the cause for her mild seizures but nothing conclusive ever turned up and the doctors they consulted were at a loss to explain the phenomenon. They eventually gave up after Cassandra grew up in perfect health and they counted the incidences as just another one of Cassandra's many eccentricities. Thankfully, the spells only ever lasted a minute or so before Cassandra came out of-

"It's in Grandma's old jewelry box hiding inside the heating grate of Anna's room," Cassandra said suddenly as she shuddered violently and her eyes refocused.

"Excuse me?" Rebecca asked with incredulity while Anna's face turned ghost-white.

"That's where my necklace is," Cassandra declared. "Go look if you don't believe me."

"Oh really," Rebecca said disbelievingly as she marched up the stairs. "We'll see about that."

"Mama, wait!" Anna said worriedly as she followed after her. "Please, don't look! There's nothing in my room! I promise!"

Anna started crying by the time they reached the top of the stairs and Rebecca entered Anna's room. Rebecca pulled the heating grate off the wall and reached her hand inside the vent.

"Mama!" Anna wailed helplessly as hot tears ran down her cheeks.

Rebecca flitted her tongue out in concentration as she leaned against the wall and stretched her arm deeper within the opening. Her long, brown hair blew behind her head as a cycle of heating pushed warm air through the grate. Rebecca's hand roamed inside the vent until her searching fingers met an unfamiliar firmness hiding at the bottom of the wall cut-out.

"Aha!" Rebecca exclaimed as she pulled an antique jewelry box out of the vent along with a fair number of dust bunnies. Rebecca blew the dust off her fingers and set the ornate container that once belonged to her mother on Anna's bed. Anna looked pale and nervous as Rebecca flipped open the lid to the box and found underneath a red felt cloth the golden necklace cast in the shape of a dolphin leaping in mid-dive.

"I told you so," Cassandra seethed as she snatched the jewelry box off the bed and tucked it safely in the crook of her arm. "Little brat."

"That's enough, Cassandra," Rebecca admonished her daughter before turning back toward Anna. "Apologize to your sister this instant, Annalisa!"

"I'm so sorry, Sissy," Anna sobbed loudly. "Please forgive me!"

"I forgive you, Sis," Cassandra grumbled as if she didn't actually mean it. "But you're never allowed in my room again."

Rebecca stared at Anna critically for a moment watching her weep inconsolably before she sat sat down upon the bed and ordered her daughter, "Now bend over my knee this instant, Annalisa Dworkin."

"But Mama!" Anna protested with a high-pitched squeal.

"Don't 'but Mama' me!" Rebecca snarled. "You stole from a family member and then lied to your mother about it! This kind of behavior will not be tolerated in my household! You must be punished until you learn better!"

Cassandra stood back and silently thanked whatever deities might exist that Rebecca never noticed the fifty dollars that went missing from her purse last week. Being spanked by her mother for backtalk when she was fourteen had been embarrassing enough, she couldn't imagine how much worse the punishment would be as a fifteen year-old.

Anna dutifully laid her small body over Rebecca's knees and thighs and tensed up as she awaited the first strike of Rebecca's hand on her bottom. Cassandra clasped the dolphin necklace around her neck while she stood nearby, sadistically wanting to watch her little sister's punishment. If Rebecca disapproved of her lingering presence, she said nothing.

A salty tear escaped from Anna's lower eyelid and dripped down her cheek as she endured the first hard spanking. Rebecca hated doing this and she would cry herself to sleep later tonight from the anguished memory of the pain she inflicted on her little sweetheart but she needed to ensure Anna learned her lesson. After the fifth slap Anna started squirming in Rebecca's lap but her mother's firm hand on her back held her still so Rebecca could continue until she reached the full sixteen strokes, one on each side for every year of Anna's life.

Throughout her ordeal, Anna glared at Cassandra with accusation as she wept from the pain and humiliation of Rebecca slapping her bottom. Cassandra flinched as her posterior felt stinging pains not dissimilar to what Anna currently experienced. Cassandra turned red in the face as Anna's humiliation over her punishment transferred to Cassandra's consciousness. Cassandra almost thought she could read Anna's mind as they stared at each other.

How did you know, Sissy? I hid it in my best hiding spot while you weren't at home. I was always so careful with it. I just wanted to wear the pretty dolphin for a while. How did you know where it was, you freak?

How did you know?

542nd Day After Contact

Cassandra's seat reclined back and forth in the rocking chair while she hummed a soft lullabye and nursed Eden. This frequently observed ritual took place in a hastily constructed makeshift nursery in a formerly abandoned survivalist camp that had acted as the Hive's lair for the last several months. Cassandra hoped they could leave this place soon now that the baby was here, she hated being cooped up in here all the time. At least now with the climate warming into springtime the cabin fever she'd experienced throughout the long winter had improved.

The effects of Cassandra's recent pregnancy had already begun to recede including most thankfully the bloating and swelling of her joints, skin, and muscles. Cassandra almost looked back to her normal self though she still remained a bit thick around her middle and on her posterior. Not to mention the inflated balloons her normally miniscule breasts had blown up into.

Cassandra's body still produced more Essence than it used to which caused frequent annoyance from not being able to control the leaking overflow of Essence escaping from her teats, vagina, and anus. Eden certainly made no protest about the quantity as she suckled the nurturing fluid greedily from Cassandra's budded nips. Cassandra hoped the incessant flow would decrease substantially once she weaned Eden off of breastfeeding but until then she would simply have to suffer the soiled clothing and explosive accidental orgasms.

The wispy hair Eden had been born with thickened and lengthened over these last two weeks into a full head of hair the same chestnut-brown hue as Cassandra's own. Eden's eyes belonged to her other mother though, as deep and purple as the last glimmer of sunset. She already possessed the deadened stare of a full Hivesister which represented her ultimate joining into their collective Hivemind.

Eden's vocabulary and understanding already rivaled that of a child many years older but Eden hadn't learned yet the proper use of her vocal cords. Her infantile babbling almost sounded like words at times but she remained unable to enunciate properly. She was after all only fourteen days old. However when Eden spoke into Cassandra's mind using the Hive's telepathy they managed to carry on actual conversations, her thoughts forming images and impressions that Cassandra's mind translated into fully comprehensible sentences.

Eden was so wise for her age but so innocent and childlike at the same time. Cassandra never thought she could love anything more than the Queen or the Hive but that all changed when she held her beautiful little girl in her arms for the first time.

Eden seemed tired today, though restless. Her little eyes were shut tight as she focused on her feeding but Cassandra didn't think she was quite asleep yet. As a result, Cassandra didn't attempt any communication with Eden while the baby girl squirmed around and slapped Cassandra with her tentacles a few times. Oh right, the tentacles. Cassandra was uncertain at first how her baby girl would be able to walk without any legs but she managed to scurry around just fine using her other appendages. With practice, Eden was becoming more agile and creative in the use of her tendrils.

Fortunately the tentacles comprising the lower half of Eden's body possessed the consistency of the softest, smoothest, silkiest skin rather than being wet or slimy. Cassandra might not have been able to handle cuddling with her daughter if her lower body resembled too much a cephalopod but snuggling together with Eden's extra limbs wrapped tightly around Cassandra's body was her favorite pastime nowadays.

The Queen explained to a very much relieved Cassandra that she believed Eden's current form was merely temporary and eventually their daughter would gain the ability to change her shape at will so she might appear as a fully human woman if she chose to. But no matter her outward appearance, Eden could never be fully human. Technically, Cassandra supposed she wouldn't be considered fully human anymore either.

Eden was the result of the first successful mating of a human lifeform with an extraterrestrial being, the Queen of the Hive. The Queen was an ancient alien who had prepared Cassandra's body over the course of months to carry her spawn by slowly transforming her into something inhuman.

Cassandra had been a most willing participant in the experiment to produce the first human/alien hybrid. Eden incubated within an egg inside of Cassandra's Queen for months before the goddess implanted that protective shell inside of Cassandra so she could carry the alien fetus contained within its egg to term. Cassandra was absolutely devoted to her Queen, a sentiment she was constantly surprised to find returned in kind. The creation of the first true human/alien offspring seemed the ultimate expression of their love for each other.

Despite literally being a mind reader, Cassandra had been unable to ascertain the full scope of the Queen's plans for their daughter. She already knew the Queen had divided her immense though weakened powers equally amongst her, Cassandra, and Eden, a fact which caused Cassandra no small amount of worry for the Queen's safety. With the abilities she already exhibited, Cassandra suspected Eden would grow up to become as powerful as the Queen if not more so. Her psychic talents and her command over the mindspeech the Hive referred to as "sending" and "returning" were incredible for a girl so young of age. It had taken Cassandra nearly a year to fully master the art of psionic communication with her Sisters but Eden put her to shame by achieving competency at the psychic ability immediately upon birth.
But for now Eden remained an exceptionally bright and adorable infant. With her powerful intelligence it would be tough for Cassandra to keep in mind she was still just a kid. Cassandra foresaw herself doing most of the parenting as Eden grew up since the Queen saw Eden more as an extension of herself rather than a completely separate being. The Queen's attitude toward children was almost patriarchal in its strange way.

Normally Cassandra would have been concerned with having this young a child in constant close proximity to such an adult, sex-filled environment but security concerns made their stay at this retreat a necessity until they could freely travel to a more suitable location. The Hivesisters all agreed to practice sex away from Eden though the girl was smart enough that it could only be a few more years before she understood what all the Sisters were getting up to together. Cassandra was no naive fool and knew someday her daughter would likely want to participate in the Hive's sexual rituals but the Hivesisters were bound by oath not to touch any girl until she had reached full sexual maturity at eighteen years of age.

Cassandra became so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed until now Eden's soft snores as she slept with her mouth still attached to Cassandra's left breast. She kept suckling at Cassandra's nipple without enough effort to actually draw any Essence and the sense of love and togetherness Cassandra experienced with her baby girl was so pleasant and strong it nearly overwhelmed her. Cassandra wept quiet tears of joy and happiness while she patted her daughter's back and stroked her long hair as they snuggled closely together.

Cassandra wore a flimsy nightgown that had been peeled open down to her waist leaving her entire upper body exposed. Eden's tendrils were wrapped tightly around Cassandra's midsection; they were always such a bother to pry loose without waking the precious child. Cassandra rubbed her cheeks against her bare shoulders in an attempt to catch her tears before they dripped down to disturb the slumber of the sleeping child.

Cassandra's nipples ached so hard after she finished breastfeeding but not because of overuse. Since her pregnancy began Cassandra leaked copious amounts of Essence from her breasts, vagina, and anus which she assumed at the time was one of the symptoms of the egg she carried within her. After Eden's birth Cassandra found that the unceasing flow while lessened in quantity had not completely dried up. In fact the Hive's fluid concentrated even more strongly within the glands of her breasts where Essence had replaced the milk Cassandra would normally nourish her child with. Her nipples didn't ache because they'd had too much but rather because they demanded more.

Feedings always made Cassandra's breasts so sore afterward and she got so horny from having the Essence sucked out of her breasts that once she put sleepy Eden down in her crib Cassandra would always grab the nearest Hivesister she could fuck. Which made it oh so convenient that her best friend Sherri acted as both a bodyguard and a handmaiden enlisted to serve Cassandra and Eden's whims.

"Sherri!" Cassandra yelled with shock when she noticed that very woman leaning back against the closed door to the nursery and smiling with glee as she watched Cassandra sputter in surprise.

Cassandra hadn't detected her friend's approaching presence nearing her which was inexcusable considering the psychic link that connected them. Cassandra used to be prescient almost to the point of exhibiting psychic abilities even before she joined the Hive but her pregnancy seemed to have scrambled her brain. Cassandra really did have too much on her mind these days.

Eden jerked awake for an instant at Cassandra's outburst but immediately closed her eyes and snuggled back asleep again to the relief of both adults.

"Hi there, Cass!" Sherri whispered just loudly enough to be heard.

Sherri stood completely in the nude with her gorgeous ebony skin proudly displayed. Cassandra knew her friend's body so well by this point she could probably draw her naked ass from memory but she still gawked at the dark stripe of hair racing down Sherri's pubis, the black, pointy nipples of her satisfyingly large-sized breasts, and the bulge of her fine ass that you could perceive would stick out nice and thick even when looking at Sherri from the front. Cassandra had sampled that glorious bottom enough times to know that reality sometimes exceeded imagination.

"What are you doing here?" Cassandra wondered as she kept rocking back and forth in her chair while cradling her baby. "I didn't even notice you come in."

Sherri ignored the question and remarked with disbelief, "I still can't believe this is my Cassandra Dworkin rocking in a chair and humming to a baby while getting her titties sucked on. Frankly, I never once imagined you as a mother but I gotta admit you're owning this. A complete natural and the best mommy ever. Also a total MILF, by the way."

"Gee, thank you, Sher Bear," Cassandra replied with a blush. "I never imagined this for myself either. But once I accepted it I came to enjoy motherhood and finally understood how wonderful it could be. To know that someone relies on you so completely and loves you unconditionally... It makes me even happier than when the Queen smiles for me."

"The Queen smiles?" Sherri wondered with an disbelieving chuckle. "I don't think I've ever seen her happy except after she's finished giving some uppity celebrity a good reaming."

"She smiles for me," Cassandra answered gleefully, not at all ashamed to flaunt the special relationship she shared with the goddess who controlled their Hive.

While Cassandra held no direction over the Hive's military strategy, as the Queen's consort she did hold the rank of second-in-command and she also helped direct the Hive's recruiting efforts domestically and internationally and did her best to ensure that all the women they took were treated humanely. Even without her lofty titles of Princess Cassandra and Queen's Consort (honorifics which Cassandra had never asked for but had bestowed upon her anyway) she was a living legend. The exploits of her infamous conversions of New York Governor Deborah Bennett and the actress Emma Watson on the very same night was a story oft-told by older Hivesisters to the newer converts.

Cassandra also remained the only member of the Hive other than the Queen who possessed the power to fully assimilate women into their collective. Women who had tasted Essence or had it inserted into their bodies could be easily controlled by their insatiable desire for more of the Hive's treasured fluid but they did not become a true Hivesister until they were pollinated with a seedpod that could only be implanted orally, anally, or vaginally. Despite their best efforts, the Queen and Cassandra struggled to keep up with the demands for more assimilated Hivesisters and sometimes it felt like Cassandra spent her every waking moment either being milked like a cow or fucking women until they had been fertilized with her pod and committed against their wills to join the Hivemind.

Cassandra regularly suggested to the Queen that she make some other trusted Hivesisters like them but Cassandra's mate seemed reluctant to share that power when it meant dividing her strength even further. Wanting to supplant the Queen and usurp her position seemed unthinkable to Cassandra but she knew quite well that the Queen had some trust issues. To put it mildly. Cassandra supposed she would too if she were imprisoned and raped for millions of years.

"She's beautiful," Sherri marveled as looked adoringly at her best friend's daughter. "Not surprising considering she looks exactly like you."

"You're too sweet," Cassandra murmured as she bore the dead weight of Eden's sleeping form upward as delicately as she could manage.

When Cassandra tried pulling her daughter's mouth off her nipple the girl latched on so tightly that her mouth made a loud sucking noise as her lips reluctantly relinquished their hold upon Cassandra's teat. Eden mewled in discomfort at being so deprived as Cassandra replaced the top of the gown above her shoulders with a shiver from the cold moisture of Eden's spittle lingering on her nipples. Cassandra placated her baby by filling her mouth with a pacifier she grabbed from the chair's armrest which Eden suckled upon happily. Cassandra and her daughter sighed peacefully together as Eden ceased her protestations and fell back into a pleasant slumber.

Cassandra held Eden over her shoulder and snuggled with her for a moment before standing on unsteady feet and walking Eden over to her crib. Cassandra had shorn most of her baby weight already but still constantly had to adjust to no longer bearing all that extra mass around. She gently unwrapped Eden's tendrils from around her body and carefully lowered Eden down into her crib. Cassandra laid her daughter down gently upon her back before tightly swaddling her tentacles in a warm, fuzzy blanket to calm their frantic wrigglings. Eden stilled her wiggles and then yawned and stretched her arms before curling over and falling into a deep slumber.

Cassandra kissed her index finger and pressed it against Eden's forehead as she sensed Sherri's presence joining alongside her. Sherri wrapped an arm around Cassandra and Cassandra laid her head over Sherri's shoulder while they watched Eden sleeping for a few minutes.

"Well, come on then," Cassandra finally said as she lifted her head and tugged at Sherri's arm. "You know how I get after a feeding."

"So I'm just supposed to serve you whenever you want?" Sherri wondered incredulously. "Is that all I am to you? Just a pet slave serving you on hand and foot?"

"Technically, you are my maidservant," Cassandra giggled. "So attend me."

"You're never gonna stop giving me shit about that, are you?" Sherri asked with a furrowed brow.

"Never ever," Cassandra whispered back as her lips quickly closed the distance between the lifelong friends.

Sherri and Cassandra had been the closest friends for decades before becoming lovers and when they shared kisses it somehow always felt new and exciting. Cassandra's hand fell to the graceful slope of Sherri's fat breast as her tongue forced its way through Sherri's pursed lips. Sherri moaned at the contact of Cassandra's fingers pulling at her globular chest while she rotated her tongue around Sherri's with long, languorous revolutions that twisted their mouths together. They kissed like this for several minutes longer, swapping thickening gobs of saliva between their lips and tongues while their hands investigated the slimming and widening contours of each other's bodies. Sherri and Cassandra sent explicit images into each other's minds pictorially detailing exactly what naughty things they'd like to do to one another.

Cassandra finally broke the steamy kiss and panted with desire, "I need you to suck my tits. They're aching for you."

Sherri glanced down at Eden's sleeping form and asked quietly, "We won't wake her, will we?"

Cassandra scoffed and shook her head as she explained, "When she's out, Eden is like a rock. It'd take a hurricane to interrupt her sleepy time and even that might not do it. I'll know right away when she wakes up anyway. She usually just screams right into my brain. It's quite disconcerting."

"Lovely," Sherri commented as she pulled Cassandra out of the nursery and led her to the nearest bedroom. The Queen had taken responsibility for completing the pending assimilations for this evening to allow Cassandra time to care for Eden.

When they reached the bed, Sherri tripped Cassandra up so she sprawled back onto the mattress as Sherri jumped on top of her. So excited to not have to treat Cassandra delicately since she gave birth, Sherri held Cassandra's wrists down to the bed and laid all her weight atop her. Sherri fucked Cassandra's mouth with her tongue while Cassandra's freed hands roamed up and down Sherri's back in a desperate passion before they found their way down to Sherri's thick thighs and her fine ass. Cassandra jiggled Sherri's plump bottom in her hands as she grinded her pelvis upward so their pubic bones bumped together. Both women gasped into each other's mouths as their wet mounds met for a split-second, just long enough for their slick pussies to kiss.

Sherri broke her mouth's kiss and raised herself up high enough to look into Cassandra beautiful hazel eyes. She had waited so long for this and because of the Hive's beneficence the love and lust she held nearly twenty years for her best friend had become something more than just fantasy.

Sherri believed the single most attractive thing about Cassandra was her complete obliviousness to the fact that she was absolutely gorgeous, a total stunner with a body to die for. Cassandra's many insecurities disappeared once she ascended to a higher form of being and now she was the beautiful, capable, confident woman Sherri always knew resided within Cassandra's normally shy and aloof nature.

Sherri undid the front of Cassandra's nightgown and slowly parted the silken folds to reveal Cassandra's pale nudity that contrasted so deliciously with Sherri's caramel-toned skin.

Cassandra's swollen breasts typically were much more modestly sized though still delightfully perky with large nipples that constantly budded from cold or excitement. In addition to the lingering effects of her pregnancy enlarging her chest Sherri knew Cassandra used some of her Hive-powered enhancements for body modification. She didn't go overboard like Sherri might have if she could utilize such abilities. Cassandra's chest possessed just a bit more heft and lift than it used to, even before she became pregnant. Perfection without too much alteration, they were still the same boobs Sherri had been drooling over since she was twelve. Sherri's hypnotized gaze drifted ever downward until she took in the length of Cassandra's sleek, muscular legs and thighs.

Cassandra knew precisely where Sherri's attention would fixate upon next and she opened her thighs in advance to bare everything to her. Sherri moaned with need as she observed the delicate pink lips of Cassandra's sex folding open just for her. She peered through the tunneled flesh of Cassandra's entrance and noticed therein that Cassandra was already wet for her.

Cassandra used to have a thick brown bush surrounding her genitals but the Queen preferred her Princess to be entirely hairless. Her pubis was entirely bare now and indeed every follicle below her neck had been eradicated. With no fur obscuring the view, the folds and creases of Cassandra's aroused, swollen pussy resembled a ripe, pink flower in full bloom.

And just look at all that yummy nectar that's collected on her petals, Sherri thought with relish as she licked her lips.

Sherri had been hot for Cassandra ever since they went through puberty together. As a young child, Sherri had never fully comprehended the unexplainable attraction she felt for beautiful actresses and models in magazines and on the silver screen. She only understood this interest for what it truly was as an adolescent when she became entranced by her best friend Cassandra's developing body. Whenever they had a sleepover she would always peek at Cassandra changing her clothes so she could see the new growths of hair forming all over the hidden places of Cassandra's slim body.

A rebellious teen, Cassandra reacted to her parents forbidding her from getting a nosering by eventually having her eyebrows, lip, tongue, bellybutton, and nipples pierced. Sherri went with Cassandra to lend support when she had her nipples done and Sherri had to conceal her staring at Cassandra's small, youthful, beautiful breasts the entire time as they were placed on blatant, unashamed display. Sherri had come out to Cassandra by then and thankfully Cassandra never treated her different or let things become weird between them even when Cassandra had her tits hanging out right next to a self-avowed lesbian. There was no way she didn't notice Sherri looking.

Cassandra dyed her hair a stark black color back in those days and as she went through a years-long gothic phase Cassandra usually wore black hightop sneakers, striped knee-high socks, and tight black miniskirts. She also dressed in crop-top T-shirts all the time to show off her bellybutton piercing and to highlight what breasts she did possess.

Great Goddess, teenage Cassandra was sooooo fucking hot, Sherri recalled. Who am I kidding, she is still fucking hot.

After Sherri could bear to hide the secret of her lesbianism no longer, Cassandra would be the first person she ever came out to. Cassandra's immediately acceptance and her praise for Sherri's honesty and bravery only ensured Sherri's unrequited love for her friend would deepen. Sherri sometimes wondered if Cassandra had any inkling of how integral a role she played in Sherri's divergence from heteronormative sexuality. Did teenage Cassandra ever realize how badly Sherri wanted to rip Cassandra's clothes off, throw her down to the floor and absolutely ravage her?

Sherri figured her inflamed lust for her distressingly heterosexual best friend would burn out once they separated to attend different colleges for five years. They sent each other handwritten letters, communicated online daily, but only saw each other in person sparingly. Their school breaks and schedules rarely lined up and Cassandra kept working summer internships in other cities while Sherri whenever back home from school on summer break. They had to settle for just a few visits to each other's colleges every year. While Sherri missed Cassandra every day it was more her companionship she longed for rather than any romance. Sherri assumed her crush has lessened during their years apart. But when they moved in together as flatmates in NYC following their graduations those intimate feelings came back even stronger than before.

Sherri's sexual fantasies about Cassandra used to be rather tame and vanilla. In her dreams they'd confess their love for each other and kiss and snuggle before taking off each other's clothes and maybe going down on each other. Nothing too steamy but enough to get Sherri going while she fantasized and touched herself beneath her sheets. But when they lived together Sherri's lascivious thoughts toward her best friend and roommate took an even nastier turn.

Sherri distinctly remembered Cassandra returning home from a run on a hot summer day and being mesmerized by the large damp smear of Cassandra's ass sweat soaking through the back of her tight spandex workout clothes. Sherri imagined peeling down Cassandra's wet, smelly gymwear and then sticking her face right between those warm, plump buns so she could wash her friend's sweaty asscrack using her tongue. That was the meeting place where the flavors of Cassandra's skin, sweat, pussy, and asshole all combined, her body's true flavor. How Sherri longed to partake of it.

Good Goddess, how Sherri frigged herself that night fantasizing about the taste and appearance of Cassandra's butthole. Living just a hallway across from Cassandra's sexy ass quickly became insufferable.

Sherri never summoned the bravery to act upon these urges, at least until she allowed the Hive to assume control over her mind and became the first human ever assimilated by the Queen. While Sherri experienced some guilt over frightening and manipulating Cassandra into tasting Sherri's Essence she knew the trickery would be worth it in the end. Once Cassandra's perspective shifted she came to appreciate the necessity of her own assimilation and she even thanked Sherri afterward for leading her into the Queen's clutches.

The Queen wanted Sherri to Initiate Cassandra. Cassandra's younger sister Anna wanted Sherri to as well. Sherri definitely wanted to and she correctly assumed that a small part of Cassandra's self that she had been in denial of wanted it too. The first time she made love to Cassandra was beautiful and glorious and every time thereafter only got better and better as Cassandra and Sherri learned more about each other's bodies.
"Do you still have the dolphin necklace I gave you?" Sherri asked out of the blue while her hands stroked up and down the length and breadth of Cassandra's body so nicely that Cassandra purred with satisfaction. "I haven't seen you wear it for a long time."

That's right, my kitty, Sherri thought. Just wait till I start petting your pussy. Then you'll really meow for me.

Cassandra's mirthful expression turned sad and she admitted, "Alas, I do not. The police raided our apartment and took all our stuff before I could go back to grab my shit. It's probably filed away in the evidence locker at some long-abandoned police station. I seriously loved that thing. It was my favorite piece of jewelry."

"Really?" Sherri asked incredulously.

While they spoke Sherri's hands drifted slowly down to Cassandra's breasts where she cupped the softly defined slopes in the palms of her hands. As she grasped the mounds of Cassandra's chest, Sherri's thumbtips slowly revolved around the firmness of Cassandra's excited nipples. Sherri squeezed the fatty tissue right beneath Cassandra's areolae and soothingly massaged her swollen flesh.

"Even when I was thirteen, I thought that necklace was kind of cheesy," Sherri admitted with a chuckle. "But dolphins were your favorite animal and I wanted to get something special for you so I thought what the hey."

"It was sweet," Cassandra insisted. "Wearing it always made me happier."

"Do you know why I bought it for you?" Sherri asked as her fingers pinched Cassandra's nips in exactly the right spot to stimulate an overflow.

Sherri moaned with surprise and delight when she sighted trace amounts of creamy Essence bubbling up from Cassandra's nursing breasts before leaking down the slopes of her chest. The substance was such a marvel of nature that it almost seemed unnatural. The odd color existed on a spectrum invisible to the human eye so it could only appear as a shade somewhere between green and gray. Only Cassandra and the Queen could discern the substance's true color. Merely the smell of Essence acted as the most powerful aphrodisiac. And the taste? Pure bliss. Experiencing the touch of the alien substance on or inside one's body produced multiple orgasms of a strength unfathomable to a regular human woman.

The Hive's milk glistened on Cassandra's chest as Sherri's pinching fingertips milked her nursing udders. Cassandra enjoyed the stimulation generated by Sherri's hands as well as the hungry glint showing in her eyes while she skillfully manipulated Cassandra's sensitive breasts. Sherri had been doing this for a long time even before she became the very first member of an alien lesbian sex cult. She knew how to handle a lady's chest. The halting timbre of Cassandra's voice betrayed the effect Sherri had on her.

"Was it because even at the age of thirteen you really really wanted to fuck me?" Cassandra asked breathlessly while she writhed beneath Sherri to try and hump their crotches together. To gain an improved leverage she reached around to grasp Sherri's soft, plump cheeks in both hands.

Goddess, Sherri has the best ass, Cassandra thought as she squeezed the warm flesh of Sherri's perfectly proportioned buttocks.

Cassandra enjoyed the loud smacking noises her hands made as she slapped her palms down hard against big, round globes of booty that had made all the black boys in their high school weep over what they could never have. Cassandra dared to run her fingers up and down the valley of Sherri's deep asscrack where her fingertips grazed ever so slightly over Sherri's dark, puckered anus. Sherri's skin felt warm and moist between her big buns and she twitched and gasped when one of Cassandra's fingernails poked her in the butthole.

Sherri slapped Cassandra's right breast playfully and answered, "You crude bitch! I bought that for you because I was in love with you! It's not always about sex, you dingus!"

Sherri paused just long enough for Cassandra to wonder if she was being serious before adding, "Although, I must admit every time you wore one of those tight T-shirts that showed your bare tummy all I could think of was how badly I wanted to lick that stud in your bellybutton."

Cassandra grinned back at Sherri in memory of the embarrassing crap she used to wear. She hadn't had any body part except her earlobes pierced for nearly ten years and up until her assimilation into the Hive when she started donning more risqué outfits Cassandra had switched exclusively to wearing only the most professional-looking dresses, blouses, and pantsuits.

"How did I not realize the way you felt about me?" Cassandra wondered as she squeezed and stroked Sherri's sweet cheeks to her heart's content.

Cassandra exulted in the satisfaction of knowing that the kind heart and darkly exquisite body of her gorgeous friend belonged exclusively to her now. Though the Queen had claimed the heart of Cassandra's that Sherri once wished would be her own Cassandra still planned to keep this woman for her own forever.

"I think some part of me always knew you loved me but refused to accept it," Cassandra continued. "I couldn't handle it. I'm sorry for the distress I must have caused you."

"It's okay," Sherri assured her friend with a grin as she ceased playing with Cassandra's breasts and instead leaned forward so she loomed above Cassandra with her hands planted against the mattress to either side of Cassandra's face. "You're here with me now and I get to have you as much as I want. I get to have lots of other beautiful women too. This would be heaven if there weren't so many men trying to murder us."

"Let's not talk about that tonight," Cassandra hurried to say. "I don't even want to think about it. The things we've already learned from Dr. Nownes..."

Sherri shushed Cassandra before she pontificated any further on the atrocities that had been perpetrated against their species. Today would be reserved for good things only. Cassandra released her clenching hold upon Sherri's butt with great reluctance and instead reached up to fondle her own breasts. She pointed her leaking nipples at Sherri and moaned at the stimulations she wrought from touching the many sensitivities of her breasts.

"They want you, Sher Bear," Cassandra sighed seductively while she played with her tits. "They need you. They ache for you. Come and attend your Princess, handmaiden."

"I realize you're joking and making fun of me," Sherri said as she repositioned herself by sitting back and then leaning forward over the top of Cassandra's chest. "But honestly I've always worshipped you like royalty."

Cassandra groaned when the soft lips of Sherri's warm, salivating mouth encompassed her breast. Sherri left wet, sucking kisses all over her chest until the entirety of her fleshy mounds turned moist from Sherri's spittle. Sherri devoured Cassandra's breasts, kissing, licking, and biting as she made love to Cassandra's upper body using her mouth. Every time Sherri suckled at Cassandra's nipple she drank deeply from the spring of Essence that geysered forth.

{That feels sooo good} Cassandra sent to Sherri.

Speaking directly into your partner's mind lent a more intense form of intimacy to regular sexual contact and Sherri's body responded appropriately.

{Nowhere near as good as you're making me feel} Sherri returned as the overpowering taste of Essence entered her mouth and sent the purest warmth and goodness down her throat into her stomach. Sherri's own secretions flowed so heavily they soaked Cassandra's crotch and intermingled with her fluids as Sherri laid atop her lover.

Sherri and Cassandra linked their minds and Sherri gasped at experiencing the replication of her own breasts being suckled upon. Her nipples hardened and budded outward as if reaching for the phantom mouth they sensed licking them.

This was no mere illusion; the pleasure experienced by two organisms became the combined pleasure of one. Sherri bit down hard upon Cassandra's left nipple which corresponded to the location of one of the most sensitive spots on Sherri's body. Sherri twitched and moaned as she humped Cassandra spontaneously, smearing her leaking juices all over Cassandra's thighs and mons as she experienced the sharp tug and pain of her mouth stimulating the matching nipple on her own body. The pleasurable feeling morphed in a way that echoed Cassandra's own ecstatic sensations which in turn stimulated sensitive bits located all the way inside both their loins without either of them having to touch deep within the other.

Cassandra's mind and body communicated with perfect clarity the senses love, friendship, and sexual desire that Sherri instilled in her. As they shared minds the burning between Cassandra's thighs became the fire igniting Sherri's passions. Sherri returned those sentiments just as strongly as their emotions fed off each other in an upward spiral that ultimately fed back into itself, never plateauing but instead building and building to even greater heights.

Sherri drank greedily from Cassandra's teats, first draining one nipple before migrating to its partner. She returned to her original meal once the second breast emptied at the same time the neglected breast refilled. Cassandra never worried about depriving little Eden. She seemed to have an infinite supply of Essence to draw from and Sherri had apparently decided she never wanted this beautiful experience to end.

Cassandra played with Sherri's thick, nappy hair as she held the nursing woman to her breasts, gasping and moaning as Sherri chewed and sucked upon her twin dispensers. Sherri scrunched up her body and drew her knees up so they were placed on the mattress above Cassandra's waist. This position allowed her to grind her sopping wet crotch against Cassandra's naked body while she swallowed Cassandra's breastmilk directly from its source. Cassandra squirmed with pleasure as Sherri's wet fur left a clear sheen of smeared fluids all over Cassandra's bare crotch and rock-hard abdomen.

Their shared pleasure eventually became too much to handle and they each came multiple times just from Sherri eating Cassandra's breasts. They were one mind now and their combined consciousnesses directed all their bodily energy toward delivering as many simultaneous climaxes as possible. Whenever they sensed an orgasm approaching, Sherri and Cassandra rubbed their itching, heated crotches together until they screamed and released large quantities of slimy Essence that spurted all over each other's pussies.

Sherri's thick, creamy ejaculate dripped into the unfolded opening of Cassandra's cunt with a loud sloshing noise wherein the foreign substance intermingled with Cassandra's own Essence. The naughty mixing of the Hivesisters' secret bodily treasures made Cassandra come even harder until she finally evacuated both their ejaculates from her gaping, convulsing vagina with a powerful, spraying squirt that coated both women's legs.

Cassandra reached down between Sherri's crack to touch her sexy butthole again but this time instead of merely playing with the tight aperture Cassandra stuck her entire finger inside the steamy, hot within of Sherri's ass. Sherri gave Cassandra a sexy grunt right in her ear as Cassandra's finger disappeared up to the final knuckle in her bowels. Her digit entered Sherri's rectum with such paltry resistance that it seemed almost as if Sherri's ass sucked Cassandra's finger in like a vacuum.

Cassandra supposed Sherri's anus used to be tight but after several months as her and the Queen's plaything Sherri's sphincter had a lot more give than the muscle used to. Cassandra could fit all sorts of fun things in Sherri's loosened asshole now. After probing Sherri's anus for a moment longer Cassandra decided Sherri's butthole was properly stretched and prepared for her. Cassandra promptly added a second and then a third finger to the first intruder before proceeding to fuck Sherri's sexy ass hard using her gathered digits.

Cassandra's asshole gaped open wide in response to the phantom fingers filling it and she wriggled her digits back and forth inside Sherri's rectum just the way she liked it done to herself. Both women seized and squirmed as Cassandra stimulated the soft and extremely sensitive tissue of their rectums. Cassandra screamed as she fingerfucked both their asses and when she came a few seconds later this latest burst of Essence was the largest she'd expelled thus far today. Her thick, slimy come escaped with a gurgling gush of release that splattered over Sherri's crotch until the uncontrolled burst caked all the skin and hair surrounding Sherri's pussy with massive drippings of the creamiest, purest Essence.

They kept at it for half an hour longer until their lower bodies became soaked messes of sweat and come and they both panted with exertion. Cassandra finally grabbed Sherri's hair to pull her mouth off Cassandra's right breast though the Princess kept her fingers firmly implanted within Sherri's ass. If anything her digits pushed in even further as she petted the soft tissue lining Sherri's rectum. Sherri's anus clenched tightly around Cassandra's violating fingers, her body begging Cassandra not to leave. It felt perfectly natural for her fingers to make a permanent residence in the ass Cassandra had claimed for her own.

"Goddess, that's enough," Cassandra gasped as they spoke out loud for the first time in several minutes. "Save at least some of that for Eden."

"Pshaw," Sherri muttered. "With the way you produce we could be at it all night long."

Cassandra smiled wantonly as she wiggled her fingers during their slow exit from Sherri's asshole. Once she fully withdrew, Cassandra pulled Sherri up to the top of the bed so they could cuddle while laying side by side. Cassandra stuck her dirty fingers in her mouth and made yummy noises as she sucked the pungent flavor of Sherri's ass off them. Since she no longer contracted human illnesses Cassandra's reticence over fingering and tasting female asses had largely disappeared. She quite enjoyed learning the complex and myriad flavors contained within women's rectums and she considered their tastes to be a fine delicacy.

The best friends kissed and snuggled comfortably together while sending {I love you}'s back and forth. After a while, Cassandra shifted uncomfortably on the mattress and made a frustrated noise.

"Sherri, I think I need to purge again," Cassandra admitted worriedly.

"I thought you were done with that whole business?" Sherri asked.

"It happens a lot less often since I gave birth," Cassandra confessed. "But I still produce way more Essence than I can comfortably hold. Will you help me?"

"I live to serve you," Sherri remarked coyly.

"Oh, stop pretending you don't love it," Cassandra teased.

Sherri repositioned herself so she laid on her back while Cassandra swung her leg over Sherri's shoulder and straddled her upper torso. Sherri glanced skyward to see Cassandra's long brown hair draped prettily over the vertebrae sticking out of the center of Cassandra's pale back. For some weird reason Sherri thought the sight of Cassandra's spine bending as her back arched was really sexy.

Sherri's nose caught a whiff of Cassandra's fragrant asshole as she sat atop Sherri and ensured that darkness obscured Sherri's view of anything except Cassandra's sweet ass. Cassandra faced Sherri's feet as she took her seat over Sherri's head and enjoyed the nice view of long legs, thick thighs, and a dark mocha pussy splayed out in front of her. The thin wisp of Sherri's pubic hair drew a straight line from Sherri's outie to down to the Cassandra's eventual target at the juncture between Sherri's thighs. Cassandra rested her smooth, luscious bottom on top of Sherri's face as Sherri reached up and tugged both sides of Cassandra's asscheeks apart. Cassandra even more strongly of herself when Sherri opened her buttocks and exposed the black hole of Cassandra's anus. Sherri breathed in deeply the sweet perfume of Cassandra's natural musk.

Cassandra possessed what Sherri jokingly referred to as the Dworkin family butt. While Cassandra was slim in the way only pretty white girls seemed to be the only excess of fat existing on her body was gathered right in her posterior. Cassandra didn't quite have a fat ass, just a very tight, very full booty that looked quite fetching with a tight dress or yoga pants stretched over it. Or better yet, nothing at all!

Cassandra's little sister Anna had the same sweet ass only expanded to a much larger degree. Sherri knew objectively that Anna was the bigger hottie when you compared the two sisters but that didn't matter. Cassandra was her everything. Since her assimilation and coronation Cassandra had inherited a commanding, confident persona that demanded obedience and only made Cassandra that much sexier to her best friend and devoted slave.

Cassandra and Anna's mother Rebecca also possessed that same perfectly round shape of ass though hers was undoubtedly the largest and therefore the best of the three relatives. Out of all Sherri's friends Cassandra had the hottest mom by far and she had been perving on the attractive older woman even before puberty when Sherri first realized her attraction to other girls. Rebecca had some of the biggest tits Sherri had ever seen on a woman and even as a preteen Sherri's eyes were drawn to their massivity.

During her most obscenely wrong masturbatory fantasies, Sherri imagined both the mother and the daughters Dworkin seducing Sherri before they all made frantic love to her at the same time. The actions they performed with Sherri always changed as she cycled through different scenarios during her self-abuse sessions. But when she was feeling extra naughty Sherri imagined how it would look to see them touching and kissing each other and perhaps doing more.

Creating incestuous fantasies that involved your best friend with her sister and mother (who were both lovely people, by the way) seemed terribly wrong but Sherri figured what occurred purely within the privacy of her own mind was harmless enough. Sherri still couldn't quite believe that since she joined the Hive she had indeed slept with every female member of the Dworkin family, including all three of them at the same time. Sometimes dreams really do come true.

Now Sherri laid right underneath that amazing butt she'd been staring at and salivating over for so many years. Sherri held her mouth wide open just inches beneath Cassandra's flexing anus while she awaited the blessing of her beautiful Princess. Cassandra's hole pushed outward, stretching the skin rimming Cassandra's anus and offering a tantalizing glimpse of the red fissure that led into the primary exit of Cassandra's body.

While several Hivesisters had undergone pregnancy and given birth to Hivedaughters since their assimilations they still used the spermatozoa of human males to fertilize their eggs. What Cassandra and the Queen accomplished together was unprecedented and the symptoms of Cassandra's pregnancy unpredictable.

Aside from her obvious bulging stomach and weight gain, Cassandra suffered no real side effects from her pregnancy other than producing extraordinary quantities of Essence purer than any form of the substance excepting the nectar that oozed from the Queen's body. If left unmanaged for too long the creamy, delicious source of the Hive's power would erupt unwarranted from Cassandra's breasts, rectum, stomach, or vagina with uncontrollable, embarrassingly noisy explosions. The poor woman accidentally soiled many pieces of clothing beyond repair before she realized the affliction was chronic.

Cassandra's barely human form no longer produced waste or required food or drink, instead relying purely on Essence for sustenance and drawing from assimilated Hivesisters to feed her power. While her Sisters remained bound to the physical limitations of humankind, Cassandra had become something other. When she deigned to consume human food or partake of any wine or water purely for her own personal enjoyment the leftover waste byproducts from her meals transubstantiated into pure Essence before ever evacuating from Cassandra's bladder or bowels.
Cassandra could have used the commode to dispose of her excess but she preferred to bestow blessings upon her most favored Sisters as a reward for their loyalties. As her closest friend and attendant, Sherri would become the most used receptacle for Cassandra's delectable ass cream. Whatever strange alien process worked within Cassandra's stomach and intestines now, it functioned most correctly. Whenever Sherri swallowed the Essence directly from Cassandra's rectum it tasted like pure heaven, a godly mixture that Sherri couldn't obtain enough of.

Even when Cassandra passed the air trapped in her bowels as she was doing right now there were no foul odors produced. Only the sweetest perfume that wafted straight into Sherri's nose and made her want to touch herself really really badly. Cassandra's anus gaped open and with a hiss of air she released more her pheromonal fragrance which Sherri breathed deeply of before groaning with grateful satisfaction.

Cassandra gave a huge sigh of relief when she both heard and felt the Essence evacuating from her body. The uncomfortably full feeling within her slowly dissipated as Cassandra exercised her sphincter and anus to fully empty herself. After the powerful initial splat of Cassandra's bowels voiding all over Sherri's face the remaining Essence gushed from Cassandra's asshole in a constant flow of focused squirts directed toward Sherri's open mouth. Cassandra flexed the muscles of her abdomen as she worked diligently to squeeze every last remnant of Essence from her rectum.

Sherri swallowed her generous blessing as fast as she could manage but could still hardly keep up with the deluge. She only choked and sputtered once, sending an overflow of Essence drooling down Sherri's mouth and chin to splatter upon her breasts. It seemed unbelievable that a slight body like Cassandra's could contain so much fluid. Despite her joking Sherri always took Cassandra seriously when her friend mentioned feeling discomforted due to the pregnancy and this was precisely the reason why. Sherri loved serving her Princess and would degrade herself in any way that would assist her majesty or make her happy.

{Oh Goddess yes!} Sherri sent with rapture. {Feed me! Shit your delicious come all in my mouth! This is so fucking sick, I love it!}

Creamy Essence now covered the entirety of Sherri's face, the sticky spunk blinding her and turning the brown skin of her face a greenish-gray color. Sherri never stopped swallowing throughout the downpour, only pausing her meal when the substance stuck in her throat and made Sherri choke and gargle on the thick consistency of Cassandra's ass-come. The flow eventually lessened and Cassandra's anus made some wet and rather unflattering sputtering and squelching noises that simulated an actual bowel movement as Cassandra worked hard to squeeze out every last out. These last desperate heaves of her bowels made droplets spray wildly and randomly out of Cassandra's butthole all over Sherri's face and hair.

Sherri hooked her index fingers inside the rim of Cassandra's asshole and stretched her open so she could peer into the red tunnel of her tightest opening. She pushed her fingers even deeper inside, pleased by the constriction of the soft tissue therein.

"I think I see a little bit more in there," Sherri mentioned as she squinted her eye in focus. "Give me one more good push."

Cassandra grunted and heaved and after being preceded by one final loud rush of air that swept across Sherri's face a last gush of Essence squirted from Cassandra's gaped asshole directly into Sherri's patiently awaiting mouth with a very wet accompanying squishing noise.

Sherri wasted no time before devouring her friend's ass, first smacking her lips over her come-laden fingers before slurping and swallowing the excess Essence smeared all over Cassandra's bottom. Sherri pulled back on Cassandra's hips so her curvy buttocks mashed against Sherri's face while she stuck her tongue out and extended it to fit deep inside Cassandra's rectum. The sweet flavors of Cassandra's Essence combined with her ass made a most scrumptious meal for Sherri to dine upon. Cassandra used her extraordinary body control to open herself for Sherri and allow her friend's entire lips to slip inside the ever-expanding gape of her anus.

Cassandra grinned mischievously when she looked down at Sherri's legs flopping around while Sherri writhed helplessly beneath her. Swallowing her Essence nearly got Sherri all the way there but she needed just a bit more. Sensing a desperate, aching need in her friend's loins, Cassandra reached down and grazed her finger over Sherri's clitoris. Sherri was in such a state from having her throat and stomach filled with fresh, hot Essence that she came instantly as soon as Cassandra touched her love button. Cassandra continued to pinch and stroke Sherri's swollen clitty while Sherri's hips and pelvis bucked and thrust up in the air wildly as thick squirts of Essence spurted out of her all over the mattress. Sherri kept her lips and tongue firmly embedded within Cassandra's ass where she kissed and licked every square inch of inner flesh her mouth could find. Sherri breathed in deeply of both the natural and unnatural scents inside Cassandra's body while she worshipped her friend's ass.

"I guess it's safe to say you enjoyed that," Cassandra mused as she played with Sherri's leaky slit using the Essence still seeping out of her friend's body for lubricant.

{Oh my Goddess, that was amazing} Sherri sent with her mouth still presently occupied.

Sherri moved one of her hands that was still keeping Cassandra's butt spread open around her friend's pelvis to her front where Sherri could cup Cassandra's mound and play with her pussy for a bit. She was surprised to find instead something long and rock-hard brushing against her fingers where Cassandra's female genitals should be. Sherri wrapped her fingers and palm around the thick firmity and gave it a gentle tug which Cassandra reacted to with a shudder. Sherri slowly slid her snaking tongue out of Cassandra's asshole and looked with amazement at the large gape Cassandra had created for Sherri to fit her mouth into.

"I guess it's safe to say I wasn't the only one who enjoyed that," Sherri replied snarkily as she gripped Cassandra's phallus in her fist and stroked its bristly, ribbed shaft up and down with firm movements of her wrist.

When Cassandra's arousal started to overwhelm her senses her abnormally large clitoris distended from within her body and then lengthened and hardened into an alien approximation of the male sex organ sans testicles. A purplish, bristled shaft with a bulbous, segmented head grew from Cassandra's womanly genitals and boldly pointed straight up in the air with a very slight bending curve to its enormous anatomy. Cassandra turned around and nearly whacked Sherri in her come-splattered face with her huge cock. Neither of them had become entirely used to how large Cassandra could grow herself yet.

Sherri stretched her neck forward to lick the head of Cassandra's member, using her tongue to trace along all the segmented lines and indentations that could open at will to pollinate human women with the seedpod that stole away their humanity permanently. She engulfed the first few inches of Cassandra's phallus in her mouth and then sucked it further and further down into her throat until she retched upon it and slickened the shaft with her thick, churning drool. Sherri scooted out from underneath Cassandra and sat prostrate on her knees before her Princess with her arms outstretched and her head bowed forward until it rested upon the bed.

"Command me, your majesty," Sherri pleaded breathlessly.

"You already know what I want," Cassandra said with bemusement. "And we both know you're going to give it to me. Why should I have to command you?"

Cassandra enjoyed withholding her delights from Sherri and watching her friend squirm as she barely contained the anticipation of wanting to suck Cassandra all the way down until the head of Cassandra's shaft tickled the bottom of Sherri's throat.

"I need to hear you say it," Sherri begged. "Please. Tell me what to do."

"Maidservant," Cassandra ordered. "Crawl your peasant ass over here and serve your Princess this instant. Suck my cock good, you low-class, degenerate filth."

Sherri shuddered with fulfillment and gave her friend a thankful smile before crawling forward and grabbing Cassandra's phallus like it was her only lifeline. She directed the giant, slobbery shaft toward her open mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. Sherri ate Cassandra's cock expertly, slowly taking Cassandra inch by inch into her mouth just enough to feel uncomfortable but not intense enough to actually make her gag. She didn't pull back until her mouth and then her throat engulfed the entire length of Cassandra's thick, ten-inch phallus. Sherri wrapped her lips tightly around Cassandra's shaft and worked her mouth slowly up her friend's throbbing member before sliding her pursed lips back down again. She repeated this motion several times as her throat made obscenely loud sucking and choking noises.

Cassandra gripped Sherri's hair and thrust her pelvis forward to fuck Sherri's open and subservient mouth as she mocked her, "Damn Sher Bear, you're pretty fucking good at sucking cock for a lesbian."

{Only for you, my liege} Sherri sent with a mischievous glint in her eye, her telepathy preventing her from having to remove her mouth from Cassandra's succulent phallus for a single second. {Now give me that good stuff. You know what I'm talking about. Show me your true power}

Exertion showed on Cassandra's face and a bead of sweat dripped from her hair down her brow as dozens of thin, fleshy tendrils wormed their way out of both openings below her waist. Cassandra's writhing tentacles stretched with satisfaction after being constricted inside Cassandra's body for so long. They lovingly caressed Sherri's face and assisted Sherri as her mouth moved up and down Cassandra's phallus before wrapping tightly around Sherri's neck, shoulders, buttocks and waist until she had become totally entrapped by the tendrils.

The ends of the tentacles acted with a mind of their own as their tips pierced Sherri's pussy and ass holes. Sherri squealed with Cassandra's cock down her throat as she experienced the total violation of her body. The tentacles opened to spray a thinner, more lubricating form of Essence all over Sherri's insides and then they worked themselves deep inside her until all her holes had been stuffed. Cassandra knew Sherri's body perfectly by now and she used her profound wisdom of Sherri's most special pleasure spots to stimulate every erogenous zone that existed inside or outside her body.

Sherri groaned against Cassandra's cock as multiple tentacles moved in and out of her pussy and ass, stretching her holes to the absolute limit as they were fucked hard by what felt like the softest, warmest, most rubbery and malleable dildos. She took a breather from sucking on Cassandra's phallus for a moment to fully enjoy the well-fucked sensations emanating from below her waist.

Sherri grunted and rocked her body against the several tentacles pumping in and out of her loosening holes. She looked back in awe at the intruders massaging her insides better than any toy ever could. Sherri tenderly held Cassandra's phallus while she rubbed her face all over it with wanton, lustful abandon, wanting to feel its bristles and ribbed segments touching her everywhere. Sherri's saliva and Cassandra's own secretions that had drenched Cassandra's phallus from tip to base became smeared all over Sherri's face while she cherished the indescribable feeling of Cassandra's cock stroking her cheeks.

Even more than touching the inside of her body, Sherri loved the feeling of Cassandra's tentacles moving across her skin. These weren't slimy, disgusting appendages, they were the smoothest, softest skin that made Sherri close her eyes and smile plaintively while they caressed her as a lover would. These tendrils were after all merely an extension of Cassandra's will and Sherri could sense her friend's love and tenderness through their gentle contacts. They felt just like several extra hands and tongues that loved Sherri's body while she loved her best friend in return.

Sherri groaned from somewhere deep inside herself as love, lust, happiness, ecstasy, and fulfillment all became mixed up together and moved through her body. With desperate, delirious need, she quickly replaced Cassandra's cock in her mouth and stuffed its length back down into her throat where it belonged. In no time at all Sherri sensed a familiar pulsing and throbbing vibration in her mouth.

{I'm coming!} Cassandra warned with wide-eyed surprise at how quickly Sherri managed to initiate her climax. Usually she had better self-control than this. {Fuck me Sherri, you have such a talented mouth!}

Sherri urgently swallowed all ten inches of Cassandra's cock and relaxed her gullet open to prepare for the forthcoming onslaught. Cassandra's body went totally still and the only sounds audible for a few frozen seconds were the pants of Cassandra's heavy breathing.

A moment later Cassandra's phallus tensed and trembled before going off like a spring or a rubber band. Even with the implement trapped within her mouth Sherri heard the loud squirting release of Cassandra pumping thick ropes of sticky, delicious Essence right down Sherri's throat into her stomach.

Cassandra cried out in rapture at the ecstatic throb and release of her ejaculating phallus as she kept coming and coming with no end in sight. Her limbs and tentacles writhed uncontrollably while she held Sherri's mouth to her phallus. The eel-like tendrils stuffed inside of Sherri were moving in a most agreeable fashion.

Sherri fortified herself to comfortably receive every blast of Essence in the back of her throat. In between ejaculations Sherri sucked off Cassandra hard to help draw all the fluids out of her. The loud, sloppy noises of Sherri eating Cassandra's phallus and chugging nearly a pint's worth of her Essence filled the air.

Cassandra's tentacles receded from Sherri's vagina and rectum, leaving the Essence Cassandra inserted in those orifices to slowly drain from Sherri's holes not dissimilarly to how Cassandra had to contend with her own overflow when there wasn't a Hivesister nearby to act as her receptacle. As Cassandra's ejaculate seeped into Sherri's stomach to fill her tummy, a gush of Sherri's own Essence squirted spontaneously from between her bent knees to stain the mattress beneath them. Sherri slapped her clit with her fingers as she shot both women's ejaculates out of her body with wild gyrations of her pelvis. Her pussy contracted and convulsed as she experienced an orgasm powerful enough to throw her into a spasming fit.

Both women fell gasping down to the bed once their climaxes were fully spent. Cassandra's tendrils writhed wildly about them, occasionally caressing Sherri's body as she experienced the afterglow of her ecstatic release. Essence still drained from Sherri's holes and she sometimes exercised her vaginal muscles and bowels to gush the fluid out of her at a quicker rate. If Cassandra minded the noises, scents, or messes of Sherri farting Essence out of her pussy and asshole onto their bed, she gave no indication.

Sherri retained a firm hold upon Cassandra's stiff phallus while her tan-shaded palm lazily stroked up and down its shaft. Despite its resemblance to male genitalia, the shape of Cassandra's member appeared distinctly feminine and beautiful. Contrary to Sherri's strong homosexual inclinations she felt an irresistible urge to experience the friction and pressure of a biological phallus filling her cunt as it thrust deep inside her.

Cassandra noticed Sherri's obvious interest and lifted her brow as she inquired, "Do you fancy a pony ride on top of my pole?"

Cassandra used her hand in addition to Sherri's to stroke herself, her shaft easily long enough to accommodate the both of them. Cassandra freaked out pretty hardcore the first time her phallus ever became erect but she had since become used to the growth and even came to enjoy owning a facsimile for a penis. She felt so powerful, so commanding when she stood over a fearful, helpless girl while Cassandra's huge, stiff cock demanded their attention.

"Oh, I'll only ride if that's what you want," Sherri answered coyly. "I wouldn't want to wear you out too much."

Cassandra grinned and then pulled Sherri atop her, using her deceptive strength to manipulate the sexy ebony girl's body until she straddled Cassandra's lap while Cassandra laid flat on the bed. Sherri held Cassandra's phallus firmly in place so its head pointed straight upward while she slowly lowered herself down upon the tip as it spat out beads of self-lubrication.

Sherri hissed as the jutting head of Cassandra's cock pushed aside the brown folds of her labia. Her hole had tightened closed after being reamed by Cassandra's tentacles but now the opening once again gave way to Cassandra's insistent penetrations. Sherri moaned at the full feeling forming within her as her pussy descended down the thick shaft inch by excruciating inch. The bristles and ridges of Cassandra's phallus were perfectly placed to stimulate Sherri's vagina in all the right places as the organ moved within her.

Cassandra helped by using her grip on Sherri's wide hipbones to help guide her actions while Sherri placed her hands over Cassandra's lovely, swollen breasts and pushed down on those soft pillows to help control her body's gyrating movements. The walls of Sherri's womb were slickened with pre-Essence and her own stimulated arousal but nevertheless clung tightly to Cassandra's large, hardened rod as Sherri patiently worked herself up and down the phallus to ease it slowly inside her.

Before Sherri knew it, the entirety of Cassandra's giant thing was inserted within her. It penetrated her all the way to her cervix and the sensation of its fullness overwhelmed Sherri so much she nearly passed out at first. Once she took a deep breath (which only made her feel full of cock up to her chest) and collected herself, Sherri rocked back and forth against Cassandra's hard member. She delighted in caressing the pure femininity of Cassandra's softness and curves while Cassandra dealt with her the way a man would with his woman.

"Ugh, give it to me good, you muthafucka," Sherri snarled as she rode Cassandra's bucking pelvis and felt her own dominant streak taking over. She had to remind herself that she was typically the one fucking bitches instead of the other way around. "Fucking Princess slut."

"That's a bit strong," Cassandra teased.

"What?" Sherri said with a shrug. "It's true, isn't it? I've literally seen you fuck your own mother. Or are you talking about the Princess slut thing? 'Cuz that part's even more accurate."

Cassandra silenced Sherri by thrusting herself upward and smacking the shit out of Sherri's fat, sexy bottom while ensuring that with each pelvic motion every inch of her phallus punctured Sherri's dark, gaping pussy. She grabbed one of Sherri's breasts hanging over her and fondled it with a rough passion as their bodies separated and joined again and again.

"Oh Goddess!" Sherri cried desperately as all thoughts departed from her mind except for naughty notions of submitting and surrendering to Cassandra until her benevolent ruler granted her release. "Fuck me good, Princess! Make me your little cockslut! Use my body for your satisfaction until you fill me up with your Essence!"

"What if I did more?" Cassandra wondered aloud as she stared with wide-eyed awe at Sherri's heavy breasts bouncing in time to her every movement. "What if I sowed my seed inside you? What if I made you into something like I am?"
Sherri's mouth dropped open in shock and she ceased gyrating against Cassandra momentarily. She let Cassandra's phallus stay seated all the way inside her while she cupped her chin in her fingers and thought things over. Sherri had a million questions but settled for three.

"Are you serious? Would it even work? What would the Queen think? No really, are you serious?"

"I've been thinking about it a lot lately," Cassandra answered with a gentle pat on Sherri's big bottom. "I don't see why it wouldn't work. Each day I become more like Her. If she could make me into what I am, I can surely do it to others. It seems only sensible that more of us gain the ability to assimilate humans."

"You haven't spoken to Queenie about this, have you?" Sherri asked critically.

Cassandra shook her head and said, "I already know what she'd say. Something something 'special privilege', something something 'I should feel honored to be the only one', blah blah blah. She doesn't seem to care that after our rapid initial expansion our numbers have become stagnant ever since the war began. We must change our ways or history will leave our new species behind."

"You wouldn't actually disobey her will, though?" Sherri inquired.

Sherri couldn't imagine crossing the Queen. Even the thought of doing so seemed unfathomable.

"Of course not," Cassandra answered quickly. "However, I'm still allowed to think and question."

Sherri wasn't so sure that was a good idea. Thinking and questioning were all well and good but the Queen knew what was best for the Hive and even Cassandra should know better than to disregard her explicit commands.

"Let's not worry about tonight," Cassandra reassured Sherri. "What if tonight we just pretended?"

Sherri nodded in agreement and held both Cassandra's hands, twining their fingers tightly together as she lifted herself off Cassandra's phallus. Her cock had been stuck inside Sherri for so long that their lover's bodies made wet sucking noises as Sherri ascended Cassandra's pole. Sherri held herself still with perhaps an inch of the cockhead remaining inside her before violently spearing her pussy on Cassandra's phallus, impaling herself with all ten inches of Cassandra's cock using a single downward motion. Sherri's fissure has become extremely wet and loose, stretched wide open by Cassandra's length and girth and easily accommodating to Cassandra's immensity. Both women cried and whined at the simultaneous feelings of filling and being filled.

{Oh fuck! That feels so good. Fuck me, Cassandra! Fuck me!}

Sherri aimed the expanded opening of her pussy right at the tip of Cassandra's phallus and bounced Cassandra's entire length inside her with every lift and drop of her pelvis. Cassandra grabbed Sherri's ass and thrust her hips upward to drive her phallus back inside the deepest reaches of Sherri's womb. Cassandra perceived the exact length of Sherri's vaginal cavity and grew her phallus until it extended three quarters of an inch longer so it could truly fill Sherri's body.

Sherri fucked Cassandra hard, the wet pounding of their joinings echoing loudly enough to sometimes overpower their ecstatic cries of pleasure. Sherri worked relentlessly on Cassandra's phallus, only stopping sometimes to slide her body side to side or back and forth with Cassandra all the way inside her to play with Cassandra's stiff but malleable girldick.

"Oh, Goddess," Sherri groaned as Cassandra kept sticking her shaft straight up inside her. "Mate with me, Cassandra. Fertilize my body. Change me, take everything that's left of my humanity."

Cassandra stared up at Sherri feverishly as the brown-skinned woman mounted her with her hands laid over Cassandra's chest. Sherri had never seen her friend so excited. Sherri propped herself up on her feet so she could better take the immense phallus all the way inside her and ride Cassandra hard enough that their pelvises grinded together.

Sherri's pussy felt so good sliding up and down Cassandra's cock with her swollen lips gliding along Cassandra's shaft and swallowing her whole. So sticky, hot, and wet that Cassandra's mind nearly melted away, her consciousness eliminating every distraction from her sexual gratification.

{Can you feel what I'm feeling?} Cassandra sent.

Cassandra knew the feeling of a huge object filling her body and moving in and out of her rapidly like it was actually happening to her. Sherri knew the feeling of ten inches of her skin being surrounded by the warmest, wettest, most comforting sensations, like literally being back inside the womb again.

{I feel it too} Sherri returned. {It's amazing. You're amazing}

The best friends and lovers moved as one body, Cassandra fitting to the perfect depth inside of Sherri so every nerve ending inside Sherri's vagina was stimulated. They shared an unspoken promise as they gazed into each other's dead eyes that someday they'd be even closer than this. Both their climaxes neared and they prepared for what would surely be explosive eruptions of the love they held for each other.

{Princess!} came the sending from the other side of the bedroom door as a loudly insistent knock sounded also from behind the wooden frame.

{Not now, Alexis!} Cassandra seethed telepathically. {Goddess damn it, can't you tell I'm busy!}

{You know I wouldn't disturb your play time if it weren't important, Princess} Alexis returned drily.

Alexis knew Cassandra from long enough before their respective assimilations that Cassandra's honorifics were amusements to her rather than lofty titles to be respected.

{Orders from the Queen herself. You are to assist her in assimilating the new girl. That scientist, Dr. Nownes}

Cassandra groaned with frustration. Even with the surety of achieving multiple orgasms using the beautiful newcomer's body she had been so very close to fulfilling her desires with Sherri. Sherri regretted this situation just as much, her heavy chest heaving and her body slicked with sweat as she came down from her aborted climax.

"You should go," Sherri insisted as she slowly lifted her pussy off Cassandra's cock with a wet, sticky squelching noise. "It's more important."

Cassandra and Sherri both gasped as the head of the shaft fully withdrew from Sherri's body. Sherri's transparent fluids glistened in the dim light as they dripped from her open, gaping cunt down onto an erect phallus that still throbbed in anticipation of an orgasm that wouldn't arrive.

Both women covered their ears at the shockwave that invaded their minds without warning. The indecipherable cacophony resolved into the unmistakable sound of a two week-old infant crying at the top of her lungs.

"Even better," Cassandra muttered.

"I'll take care of Eden," Sherri offered. "Go be with Queenie."

"She would probably destroy you if she ever learned your pet name for her," Cassandra retorted with an accompanying snort of incredulity.

"She's a smart lady, I sure she already knows," Sherri said with a laugh and an elaborate flourish of her arms. "And look, I'm still here!"

Cassandra jumped off the bed and replaced the silk nightgown over her body. The gown fit so tightly over her skin that every curve of Cassandra's body was perfectly defined. Her large nipples poked through the thin fabric quite obviously and when she turned away Sherri sucked in her breath sharply at seeing the deep line of Cassandra's asscrack growing up the middle bottom of her gown.

That's not even fair, Sherri thought ruefully as she stared at Cassandra's silk-covered buttcrack. Fuck!

Cassandra seemed torn between leaving to attend her Queen or staying to help her daughter.

Cassandra sighed and admitted, "You know I trust you, right? It just feels wrong leaving Eden in the care of someone else while I go have fun. Ugh. I'm already becoming a helicopter parent, aren't I?"

"Eden's only two weeks old," Sherri assured her. "I think that's a normal reaction for a new mother to have. Plus these are extraordinary times. Totally understandable that you'd feel extra protective. Don't forget I have a degree in early childhood development and used to work in a daycare. I got this."

Cassandra did sometimes forget that Sherri was a licensed day care worker. Her friend spent so many years in their twenties getting shitfaced, doing drugs, tending bar at a lesbian nightclub, and fucking women that Cassandra found it hard to believe she could be so great with kids. But she truly was. Sherri lifted Eden's screaming, swaddled form from her crib and retrieved a still-warm bottle of Essence that Cassandra had pumped from her breasts earlier that morning. Eden ceased her loud whining immediately once Sherri fed her and started rocking with her.

Cassandra gave each of her precious ladies a kiss on the brow with the addition of a suggestive wink to Sherri promising she would make up for their earlier interruption later this evening. Sherri waved her off and sat in the rocking chair enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet with the beautiful child whom Sherri had already devoted herself to.

~~~

Natalie fidgeted in the uncomfortable seat of a folding chair while she sat and waited alone. She had been isolated for nearly two days with no outside communication. Natalie had already tried opening each door in this room several times but they were always locked except for the one that led into a windowless bathroom. Occasionally a woman wearing a robe and hood would come in to replace the pitcher of water on the table or give her a plate of food but they never answered any of Natalie's questions, performing their work entirely in silence.

The sitting chamber held little of interest to preoccupy the prominent researcher, merely a few chairs and couches interspersed throughout the carpeted room. One of the couches with pillows and blankets upon it had acted as Natalie's bed the previous two evenings.

Natalie's mind came down from out of the clouds for the first time in over a week once the last of the Essence lingering in her body lost its effect as its quantity slowly diminished. It had been days now since one of the Soulless replenished Natalie's body with their extraterrestrial fluids.

Natalie had swallowed plenty that horrid stuff during her long journey here, usually directly from the gushing pussy of a Soulless as they ejaculated in her mouth. The regularly dosed solution kept Natalie's mind muddled and focused on nothing except obtaining more of the tasty, addictive substance. Escape could not have been a further thought in Natalie's mind as the compulsion to consume endless quantities of the alien fluid controlled her every thought and action. She remembered the escape from the lab and the trek to the Hive's hidden lair only in bits and pieces.

The memories Natalie could recall of what she'd worked on at her laboratory and the actions she took during the subsequent escape disturbed her greatly. She had betrayed her humanity, fought and killed her own people and for what? Physical pleasure and sexual gratification? The satisfaction of an irresistibly addictive compulsion? Female empowerment, down with the patriarchy, and all that jazz?

Oh, there are no good guys in this story, Natalie thought for certain. Just two sides using women as tools to further their sinister agendas.

The only real good ones were those caught up in the middle of it all. Those like Natalie who no longer felt loyalty either to the alien invaders or the human resistance that opposed them. She felt stuck in between the two competing factions and knew for sure in her bones that it wouldn't be long now before one side tried to use her again.

As one of the foremost researchers on human biology and genetics, Natalie had been intensely curious about the extraterrestrial material discharged by the Soulless ever since she first saw the production of a sample of it and observed a human specimen's reaction to it. The effect the alien substance this so-called Hive named as Essence had on the human anatomy was as fascinating as it was terrifying.

While the substance looked offputting with its grotesque coloration and slimy consistency in truth Essence was anything but. Learning its mysteries might be the key to unlocking a greater universe than the human race had access to. Natalie was the first human to discover that Essence was the very lifeblood of the alien lifeform that had invaded their planet and the gift she rendered unto the enslaved daughters she'd created from unwilling humans who had fallen into her trap.

Natalie performed countless experiments researching the substance but the scientist in her couldn't help but wonder at truly experiencing its properties, taste, consistency, and the many effects it had on the human body. Only the slightest taste or smell of the hazardous biomaterial seemed enough to ensnare a hapless woman into performing the Hive's bidding and Natalie always took great care never to expose herself to the danger of contact.

But then one action undertaken out of desperation and one accidental taste of her wrist was all it took for Natalie to succumb to utter depravity. Before she knew it Natalie was sitting on her knees and begging to slurp Essence as it squirted out of another woman's body. The experience of making love to a woman and ingesting their orgasmic discharge had been... conscious-altering. Natalie recalled pleasure so powerful and overwhelming that merely the memory of it made her knees shake and her pussy quiver with moisture. During the long trip to the relative safety of these headquarters Natalie licked every single one of her Soulless companions to climax multiple times. Natalie shuddered at remembering how wild and insatiable she became during those lost days on the road when Essence regularly coated both the inside and outside of her body.

Since her arrival at this base Natalie had been confined to this simple room, given only simple meals for her sustenance while she waited. And waited. For what, she hadn't a clue. The food provided barely subsisted Natalie's diet and she heard her stomach growling and churning in protest. She... hungered. Natalie yearned to feel the sex of a woman beneath her tongue, their labia softly yielding to the intrusion of her curling tongue.

When she closed her eyes Natalie still felt the swell of a soft breast pillowing against her cheek as she suckled upon the aroused bud of a woman's nipple before clenching her teeth upon the gumdrop-shaped protrusion. Natalie groaned with need and her stomach growled with anger as she imagined delicious Essence sluicing out of a gaping, swollen vagina straight down her throat and into her esophagus where the wonderful cream filled her tummy with warmth and the purest, sweetest satisfaction...

Natalie's eyes shot open in alarm and she slapped herself hard across the face, the stinging pain helping to restore at least some of her sense. She had nearly lost control again. Natalie couldn't help admiring the insidiousness of the Hive's lifeblood. Less than two days without Essence and Natalie's body already experienced frightening withdrawal symptoms including an unquenchable hunger and thirst, a constant sense of nervous unease, and a heightened awareness of other women with an awakened curiosity about viewing their naked bodies. Insidious indeed. The scientist in her made Natalie interested in exploring these symptoms further to see how long she could hold out before withdrawal became disabling but she knew if presented with a naked and willing Soulless her meager resistance would instantly falter.

Natalie gasped when she discovered moisture staining the chair beneath her. A prominent damp spot had completely soaked her leggings (she hadn't been allowed the use of underwear for several days now) and seeped osmotically through the fabric. Even thinking about other women affected Natalie in the most embarrassing fashion nowadays. She clamped her soggy thighs together and attempted to somehow mentally suppress the flow leaking between her legs.

"Natalie, is it you really you?"

Natalie jumped up with a start when she heard a familiar voice behind her. A young woman, little older than a teenager, walked through an opened door. Natalie's eyes and mouth both opened wide in shock when she recognized the woman. Tanya Nownes. Natalie's younger sister.

Despite being twenty-two years old, Tanya was a short sprite of a girl who still looked high-school aged. She wore the same boyish haircut as always with dark masses of thick, beautiful ringlets curling down over her ears and not much lower. The requisite baggy t-shirt and tight dark jeans covered her skin. Natalie's sister always dressed and acted like a tomboy but with those shapely breasts and wide hips she cut an obvious feminine figure.

Though Natalie stood at a height just as short as her sister's she possessed a much fuller figure. Their hair and eyes were nearly identical except for the fact that Natalie wore her hair long and actually used makeup to embellish the blue of her pupils instead of disdaining its employ. Despite their differences, anyone who saw the siblings next to each other could only assume they were sisters.

Natalie blatantly stared when she noticed Tanya's nipples poking through her shirt. The way Tanya's chest molded to her clothing made it obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. Tanya's jeans clung to her legs and ass so tightly they looked painted on. Natalie could almost perceive the outline of Tanya's crotch showing through her pants as Natalie stared between her sister's legs. She hadn't seen Tanya naked for several years now and she wondered whether her sister still looked the same beneath her clothes.

Wait, what the hell, Natalie thought. Why am I checking out my own sister?

Natalie banished the notion and rushed to her sister so she could throw her arms around Tanya. The siblings wept together in happiness as they embraced, thrilled to discover one another still alive and well despite the upheaval wrought upon this world. Natalie finally pulled back after several minutes wrapped in the warmest, most affectionate hug the sisters had ever shared. As she wiped her tears away Natalie caught an odd glimmer in Tanya's gaze. Her sister's eyes held no true depth, only an empty void where sentience should normally reside.

"You're one of them," Natalie whispered as she backed away from Tanya fearfully.

"Of course I am," Tanya scoffed. "I wouldn't still be alive otherwise. Besides, there is no "us" and "them". There are simply females who have been awakened to their true purpose and those who regretfully have yet to be assimilated."

"You're monsters," Natalie protested as she retreated. Her back found the wall behind her much too quickly as Tanya closed on her and invaded her personal space. "You take innocent women and force them to do disgusting things. You've broken this entire world."

"Did you feel like you were being forced every time you begged to lick Soulless cunt during your journey here?" Tanya asked pointedly. "Emily told me all about your little shenanigans. Said she'd never seen an Initiate take to pussylicking the way you had. She actually grew tired of you sniffing at her cunt all the time but you had were such an eager pussy pleaser she could never turn you down."

Regretfully, Natalie remembered it all exactly as Tanya described it. Tugging other women's pants down in a fever as she pawed at their naked genitals. Begging to lick them, to taste their Essence just one more time, I promise, please, I'll do anything, please, please, please! Natalie spent most of the journey here either on her knees with her head between some woman's thighs or else on her back licking whichever slimy, hairy pussy was sitting on her face while she spread her legs wide apart and allowed the other women to play with her naked body.
Natalie's gaze moved unbidden down her sister's body from her pouty, kissable lips past her perky, nipply tits and finally to her crotch. It was in there, the thing Natalie needed. There for the taking. Would Natalie be able to resist Tanya knowing the treasure she sought rested within Tanya's body? Tanya cleared the scant distance separating them and Natalie soon found herself boxed in by her sister who loomed quite intimidatingly despite her diminutive stature.

"You accuse us of breaking this world, sister?" Tanya asked challengingly. "Please. It was broken already. We're the ones who will fix it how it should be. All we want to do is to survive and unite all the women of this planet under a single glorious cause."

Mere inches separated the two siblings as Tanya raised her hand to caress Natalie's face and hair in a very unsisterly fashion. Tanya pressed her thumb against Natalie's lips and it took all Natalie's self-control not to kiss it back. Tanya's knees forced Natalie's legs apart and the flustered scientist gasped when their pelvises bumped together. Tanya had positioned her body right between Natalie's legs. Natalie's fingernails dug into the wall behind her as she fought a sudden sick urge to touch her sister in all her naughtiest places.

"What are you doing?" Natalie asked with a worried whimper.

"Trying to make you feel more comfortable," Tanya explained with a hint of condescension. "This is what you like now, isn't it? A beautiful woman's body pressed close to yours? Why bother denying it?"

Natalie ignored the sudden twinge she felt within her loins.

"The only thing I would like is for you to stop this nonsense this very instant," Natalie replied through gritted teeth. "You are not yourself right now, Tanya."

Tanya guffawed through her response, "For all your vast intelligence you understand so very little, Natalie! Not myself? I am more myself that I have ever been! Do you have any idea what a beautiful woman you've become?"

The sudden change in subject caught Natalie off guard. "Excuse me?" she asked.

Tanya reached out to touch Natalie's cheek and play with the stringy hair tucked behind her earlobe.

"But what's happened to your glasses?" Tanya wondered. "You always looked so cute wearing them. A pity."

"They got lost during our flight from the laboratory," Natalie answered haltingly. "There was no time to go back for anything."

"I used to look at you all the time when we were growing up," Tanya admitted. "You were so smart and gorgeous and everyone loved you. I didn't think any person in the entire world could possibly be prettier than you were. Than you are. I would sometimes peek at you when you were changing in your bedroom or taking a shower. I think you even caught me one time. Watching you. You pretended not to notice but then you started touching yourself..."

"I remember," Natalie whispered, overcome by how powerfully this conversation was affecting Tanya. Her sister started choking up as she spoke and her eyes were breaking into tears.

"You rubbed soap all over your breasts," Tanya recalled as she lifted her hands up and closed them around the very mounds she spoke of. The fleshy lumps of Natalie's chest felt so wonderfully soft and full as Tanya squeezed the large swells pushing out the cotton material of Natalie's tight sweater.

"Goddess, you looked so sexy with the foam of that soapy lather dripping over the wet slopes and of your glorious mounds. I'd been obsessing over them for years and I finally got to see them with no pretense of modesty or decency concealing you from me. I remember you washed your body all the way down to your legs.."

Tanya slowly ran her hands down Natalie's sides, gliding over the curves near her chest and down to the bends of Natalie's waist and hips. What a remarkable body that proved completely worthy of Tanya's obsessions.

Little pinpricks of sexual energy created by Tanya's wandering fingers on Natalie's skin ignited a terrible desire within Natalie. When Tanya reached the curvature of Natalie's waist, hips and thighs she stroked her hands over Natalie's body while her hapless older sister smoldered at her touch.

Natalie realized with dismay that a sick, compromised portion of her brain had already assumed power over an alarming level of her own self-control and wanted nothing more than to make Natalie fuck her own sister. The disturbed, diseased notions in Natalie's mind tried to convince her that kneeling before Tanya and using her mouth to suck the Essence right out of her sister as it drained from her pussy was the right and proper thing to do.

"Then you turned around and cleaned your ass really good for me," Tanya murmured with recollection as she reached behind Natalie and cupped the slim, bulging fat of Natalie's buttocks in the palms of her hands. She played with Natalie's butt, squeezing, tickling, and teasing her bottom cheeks until Natalie giggled like a schoolgirl.

"You were so... thorough," Tanya said with an accompanying shudder at the memory of Natalie's soapy hand sliding up and down her asscrack before deeply massaging her anus as if she were masturbating her asshole.

"Did you have a really dirty bottom that day, Natalie?" Tanya asked with a nasty edge to her voice. "I bet it was so yucky. All sweaty and shitty and mixed with the wetness from creaming yourself over all those stupid boys you used to fuck back then. You know I wouldn't have minded at all playing with your filthy bumhole before you washed it. I would have gladly licked your sweaty, nasty asshole all day long and not complained once."

Though still covered in her tight leggings, Natalie's asscrack had been invaded by Tanya's searching fingers and she actually let out a "meep" when one of her sister's fingertips poked right against her anus and pushed the fabric of her leggings into her asshole. The thought crossed Natalie's mind that she should be screaming and yelling at her sister to stop but Natalie made no sound of protest.

"Next you turned around again and let me watch while you touched yourself," Tanya quietly continued as she relived one of the most powerful memories of her entire life. "Right here."

Tanya's hand slipped from Natalie's ass back around to her front where she tapped her fingers against the crotch of Natalie's leggings. Every tap tap tap caused a tremor in Natalie's oversensitive loins.

"You were the first girl I ever watched masturbating," Tanya confessed. "I spent my whole life up to that point trying to find myself, to understand who I truly was. I thought I knew but then you came along and obliterated every preconceived notion of my own identity. You knew I liked girls even then and understand that I kept myself closeted in the knowledge that I would very likely lose my family and friends if they knew the truth about me. You knew I liked girls and when I was still sexually inexperienced you touched yourself when only I could see you. Just for me."

"I was only teasing," Natalie admitted with embarrassment.

These remembrances made Natalie so uncomfortable. How could she have behaved so brazenly in front of a family member? Oh, right. Because Natalie had gotten off on being watched by Tanya.

"It didn't mean anything," Natalie insisted.

"It meant everything!" Tanya retorted with her voice raised and ferocious. "Don't you see? Every girl I've ever been with has been compared to you and none of them had any hope of measuring up! I never even had to lay with you to know you're my soulmate, my dream girl. I've loved you since we were kids! But I never dared admit the shameful desires I felt for my own flesh and blood. Until now."

Tanya's fingers played with the waistband of Natalie's leggings, teasing her mercilessly but not daring yet to touch Natalie beneath her clothing.

"The Hive freed my mind in a way it could never be as a simple human," Tanya informed her sister. "Now I know what I really want. Who I really want. And because of the Hive's intervention, you've come back to me Natalie. You've returned and you're more beautiful and lovely than ever before. Can you not see the signs? This was meant to be."

Tanya pushed her hand down the front of Natalie's pants and rubbed her palm over Natalie's shaven mound. Both sisters gasped as Tanya delighted in the warmth of Natalie's groin but her goal resided further down her sister's nubile form. Tanya cried tears of joy when she felt the squish of Natalie's hot, wet sex seeping through her fingers.

"I've wondered for so long whether you felt for me the way I felt for you," Tanya wept. "Now I know for truth. Just being around me and hearing my voice gets you hot. Makes you want to fuck. Oh Goddess, how I love you Natalie."

Tanya's fingers wormed their way deep inside Natalie while the older, more responsible sister did nothing to stop her molestation. Natalie moaned helplessly as Tanya touched the sensitive flesh within her nethers employing the most gentle and delicate curiosity.

Tanya's mouth hung open in awe as she observed, "You're so fucking wet right now, Natalie. Mmm, just like I am."

"You're lost," Natalie squeaked as Tanya fit another finger inside her.

Natalie was so wet and aroused that she could hear the squish when Tanya's additional digit entered her. That made two fingers curling inside of Natalie so that Tanya's fingertips stimulated her vaginal walls.

"Lost and broken. Just like I am."

"Don't you understand, Natalie?" Tanya pleaded and sobbed while her eyes watered. "I love you. I want to take care of you. I want to make you feel good every day for the rest of our lives. Your happiness is my priority and there's no one I know who deserves happiness more than you. Natalie, I've never had feelings for anyone the way I do for you. Please tell me you feel the-"

No one was more surprised than Natalie when she sprang into action and grabbed Tanya by both dimpled cheeks to pull her close and engage her in a long and passionate kiss. Their lips parted and the naughty sisters giggled together when the tips of their tongues touched for the first time. They shared their heated breath and warm saliva as their mouths opened over each other's. Natalie sucked on Tanya's tongue, needing desperately to feel her sister's tongue working into her orifice just as Tanya's fingers were entering her.

Natalie ceased fretting over the societal taboo of her familial relation with Tanya. She didn't see her sister any more, she only saw a kind, attractive, lovely young woman who had just professed her undying love for Natalie. Their mouths and spit combined so totally that Natalie soon forgot where her lips ended and her sister's began. Natalie played with the short, curly mop of hair lying over Tanya's scalp (a hairstyle she used to tease Tanya over but had always secretly adored) while Tanya's fingers worked diligently inside of Natalie's pants. Her leggings were a stained mess of leaking fluids now and Natalie imagined that Tanya's hand had become totally soaked by her creeping discharge.

Natalie gasped and shuddered as Tanya worked her pussy right up to the point of release before backing off. Tanya continued this game of teasing and edging Natalie to the very cusp of an orgasm before retreating until Natalie couldn't take it any longer. She stuck both her hands down Tanya's pants in a frenzied bid to claim her younger sister's pussy as her own. Natalie groaned with frustration and regret when Tanya stopped fingering her so she could pull Natalie's hands out of her pants. Tanya's Natalie-soaked fingers left wet stains all over Natalie's wrists as she replaced them at Natalie's sides.

"Please," Natalie begged in between her fervent, desperate kisses. "There's something I need from you, Tanya. You know how badly I need it! I'm starving for you!"

Natalie felt like a junkie begging their dealer for a fix.

"What could you possibly need from me?" Tanya wondered coyly. "Is it my lips?"

Tanya kissed Natalie with as much passion and feeling as she could muster. The lips of Natalie's little sister pressed against hers felt far better than the incestuous act had any right to.

"Or is it my touch you crave?" Tanya mused as she ran her hand up the back of Natalie's thigh until it rested comfortably upon Natalie's left buttock. Tanya squeezed her sister's warm bun possessively.

"Don't play games with me!" Natalie seethed. "You know I need... I need..."

Natalie gulped and took a deep breath before confessing her deviant appetites.

"I need to taste you, sister," admitted Natalie. "I want to make you come using my mouth and then drink from you until I fill this emptiness inside me that's tearing me apart. You have to let me, Tanya. I'll do anything you want. Anything! Please!"

Tanya looked forlorn as she shook her head sadly and backed away from Natalie. "I'm sorry, my dearest. I can't."

"What!" Natalie exploded. "You little bitch! You fucking tease! How could you do this to me? I hate you! I fucking hate you!"

Tanya's amused expression never altered throughout Natalie's abusive, expletive-filled tirade. Natalie thrashed against Tanya, pulling at the belt looped around her jeans in a desperate attempt to uncloth her. Tanya laughed as she batted Natalie's hands away while Natalie pouted like a petulant child.

"I can't help you," Tanya said while she rubbed Natalie's shoulder in consolation. "But there is someone here who can. Well, two of them actually. You get to meet them both. Lucky you!"

"What do you mean, Tanya?" Natalie asked, her lust momentarily forgotten as fear of the unknown struck her again. She didn't want to meet anyone new, she only wanted Tanya. "What's going to happen to me?"

"When we see each other again, you're going to be... different," Tanya explained. "I can only tell you to keep an open mind and don't freak out. Just enjoy the experience. You can analyze it as a scientist would any experiment but don't overthink things. Just go with the flow. Afterwards, you can absolutely bet that I'll claim you and every part of your body as mine."

A rush of excitement dilated Natalie's pupils and set her heart to racing as she listened to her sister's advice but she had no time to explore this thrilling sensation before Tanya turned and exited the room. Just before she departed Tanya looked back over her shoulder and blew her sister a kiss before leaving Natalie all on her own again.

Once she calmed down, a deep shame reddened Natalie's face as she realized what she had almost done. If Tanya hadn't stopped her, Natalie would undoubtedly be sitting down on her knees and eating out her baby sister's cunt right now. As unfathomable as it would have been to believe a few minutes ago, Tanya had actually shown the most restraint between the two of them.

Natalie hardly had a chance to collect herself before the door swung open again and a group of four women walked in. All four of the newcomers were stunningly beautiful though the two in front possessed a radiant aura far surpassing the two who followed meekly behind them.

The ones standing in the back were a middle-aged brunette with an attractive face and body. Her brown eyes displayed a fierce, hypercritical glint at odds with her submissive posture and attitude. The other was a very young blonde girl who couldn't even be old enough to drink legally. With her big, blue doe eyes and bowed chin the blonde looked nearly as meek as she was pretty. Both submissives were entirely naked, allowing Natalie to drink in the sight of their pleasing curved shapes and wantonly bared genitals. With their hands folded neatly at their abdomens to leave their breasts and vulvas unconcealed and considering their timid, hesitant approach these women appeared subservient to the women standing in front of them. They stared down at the floor quietly waiting for a command to rouse them from their docile position.

But never mind them. The two women standing in front were quite simply the most beautiful creatures Natalie had ever seen. One of them wore a fluffy red bathrobe that covered most of her body while still being tight enough to show off her impossibly perfect curves. The other woman wore a tight, flimsy light-blue nightgown that bared most of her well-proportioned chest and her long, shapely legs. The nearly transparent gown was see-through in strategic locations that left very little of the woman's lovely body to the imagination. If Natalie squinted her eyes hard enough she could perceive the pink of the woman's budding nipples beneath cyan fabric as well as the triangle mound between her thighs.

Aside from their stunning features and their sexy bodies accented by the tight fit of their nightwear, these women projected an inner glow and a sense of command that demanded fealty. Natalie struggled with a strong urge to kneel before these two divinities and barely resisted that bizarre inclination. She gasped and looked down at her crotch in dismay when she felt something squish between her thighs. Just looking at these two beauties and being in their presence had literally made Natalie cream her pants.

"Dr. Nownes," welcomed the older of the two goddesses.

The one who spoke first was obviously the most stunning of the two but that was like comparing two sunrises. Such an observation did nothing to disparage the younger one who otherwise would have been the most beautiful woman Natalie had ever seen.

"We are so very happy to have you here with us now," she continued in the deepest, sultriest voice Natalie had ever heard. Every single thing about this woman screamed wet, hot, turbulent, life-shattering sex.

"Where am I?" Natalie croaked with surprise that she could manage to give voice after having her breath stolen away.

"You are safe here in the lair of the Hive," the younger one explained. "A temporary establishment, to be sure. Once this war has been won we will assume housing more befitting a Queen and her victorious army."

Natalie glanced back and forth between the two of them before settling upon the mature, staggeringly beautiful one. The younger one possessed looks and figure of an appearance still resembling humanity. The older one was more oddly featured, however. If such a thing as physical perfection existed, this creature had surely attained it. In fact, she looked too perfect. Suspiciously so. She was like a perfectly assembled construct carefully planned so every minute detail enhanced her sex appeal.

"So it's you then," Natalie said to the Queen as her eyelids narrowed with suspicion.

Natalie kept telling herself to not be intimidated by the fact that she was conversing with an alien lifeform. If she didn't hate this creature with a fiery passion she had a thousand questions she would have loved to ask of her.

"It is I," the Queen acknowledged. "We've been... waiting for you Natalie. Your intelligence is as intimidating as it is impressive, particularly your aptitude with the coding of human genetics."

"You've researched my work?" Natalie asked with surprise.

"But of course," the Queen answered. "Fascinating stuff, as you humans might say. A bit primitive but you're on the right track. What do you know of the Hive?"

"I've had you and your kind figured out a long time ago," Natalie replied impudently. She pointed at Princess Cassandra. "But her I haven't quite figured out yet. She is more inhuman than human. What the fuck is she?"

"My darling Cassandra was once as human as you or any of the other Hivesisters," the Queen explained while she gazed fondly at her mate, her one true heart. "But with my intervention she has evolved into something wholly unique. I dare say there is no being in the whole universe quite like her. Of course, I would have said that even before her transformation."

Cassandra blushed in an all-too human fashion and smiled at her Queen with endearment.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, your majesty," she joked.

That's weird, Natalie thought. I never expected to encounter genuine affection between the extraterrestrial and one of her thralls. I suppose I assumed they would all be mindless servants but the extraterrestrial considers this Cassandra to be one of her equals.

"What are going to do to me?" Natalie asked fearfully.

"You will tell us everything you know about the human's Defense Force," the Queen said sternly. Her tone expected total obedience. "The count of their soldiers currently deployed, the positions of their forces, the locations of their bases, and their strategies for winning this war. You will assist us in tracking down their leaders and crushing each one of their armies. You will also share the findings of your research and help devise some way to help my poor Daughters who through your experimentations have been severed from the Hivemind."

"And what makes you think I'd ever help you?" Natalie asked critically.

The Queen smiled wickedly as she answered, "Because soon you will have very little choice left to you."

Natalie flinched at the sharp rapport when Cassandra loudly clapped her hands twice together and shouted in command, "Harper! Naomi! Prepare Dr. Nownes' body for assimilation!"

Before Natalie knew it, the naked women had surrounded her and were tugging at her clothing. Natalie stood locked in a paralytic, barely coherent daze as Harper worked Natalie's shirt up above her breasts and over her head while Naomi focused on the removal of Natalie's leggings. Harper untied Natalie's bun and let her hair fall messily to her bare shoulders.

Natalie reacted passively with any thoughts of protest left unspoken and unacted upon. She already knew these women would have their way with her whether Natalie fought them or didn't. Plus there was still that sharp pang of hunger in Natalie's stomach that left her powerless to oppose her own gross appetites.

Natalie hadn't worn any underwear for several days now and the removal of her outer clothing left her totally naked and exposed. The last few days of wanton depravity had destroyed whatever remained of Natalie's modesty and she didn't bother with covering up her naughty bits.

While procuring clothing was apparently no priority for the Hivesisters who transported Natalie here they had managed to scrounge up some shaving cream and a razor. Natalie had been shaved just before her arrival so she would impress the Hivesisters when they discovered her pubis, armpits, and legs were as bare as the day Natalie was born. The brunette named Harper stood in front of Natalie and ran her hands up and down the slopes and curves of Natalie's perky teardrop breasts while the blonde girl Naomi fondled Natalie's sexy buttocks from behind.

"I think I'm actually going to enjoy this," Harper commented wryly as she pinched Natalie's nipple hard enough to make her gasp.

"Her ass is so cute!" Naomi exclaimed like the exuberant teen she was while she clenched the fat of Natalie's nicely plump bottom in between her fingers and jiggled the extra flesh up and down.

Natalie took these molestations in stride, already well used to behaving as a mindless plaything for these Soulless women to use. She had to admit Harper and Naomi knew how to touch a lady in just the right ways. Harper's fingers thoroughly explored the curvature of Natalie's breasts and stroked from her abdomen down to just above her crotch to stimulate Natalie to an unrefined excitement. While Harper teased from the front, Naomi caressed and massaged Natalie's bare bottom from behind in an almost pleasant fashion.

"Are you ready, Sister?" Naomi whispered to Natalie.

"I'm not your sister," Natalie hissed in response.

"But you belong with us," Harper replied as she held Natalie by her cheeks and looked deeply into her eyes, hypnotizing Natalie with the fervor of her convictions. "We're your new family now. Your skills are wasted elsewhere. Only we can truly appreciate your capabilities and maximize your talents. I used to be a prize-winning reporter but never realized how empty my existence was until after my conversion. My life was all deadlines, stress, and midlife crises. No passion, no purpose.

But now that my Sisters have taught me what true fulfillment is my love for journalism has been rekindled and my writing has improved by leaps and bounds. My work reaches a wider audience than I could have ever imagined as my propaganda is spread throughout the world so women can read of our greatest military victories and most salacious descriptions of how celebrities and political figures were seduced.

You're a scientist, are you not? Don't you want to change the world for the better? We can help you save this planet from itself before it's too late for life on this Earth."

"Not like this," Natalie whimpered as she did nothing to stop Harper and Naomi from lowering themselves to their knees on either side of her.

Harper knelt before Natalie and reached out to stroke the sweaty heat of Natalie's inner thighs. Natalie's body subtly yielded to Harper's forceful hands so that she edged her legs apart to expose her soaked pussy. Natalie's labia peeled apart wetly as she set her feet wide and revealed her pink blossoming flower.

Naomi sat behind Natalie and pressed her face up into Natalie's buttocks where she rubbed her head back and forth on Natalie's ass. Natalie hadn't cleaned her backside for several days now and since being afforded the opportunity to use a bathroom (but no shower) upon her arrival at this base she settled for only washing her face and armpits. Naomi sighed happily as she breathed in the pungent musk of Natalie's natural bodily scents. Even by the Hive's depraved standards, Harper and Naomi were some of the nastiest sluts they had available. It was no coincidence they were the two chosen to ready Natalie for her assimilation.

"Prepare Natalie's body for us," Cassandra commanded her Daughters. "We will need both her holes good and stretched open before we can begin."

At her Princess's command, Harper opened her mouth and extended her tongue before devouring Natalie's pussy. She nibbled and sucked on every creased centimeter of Natalie's labia before pushing her tongue between those folds and deep inside the hot pink center weeping for her attention. When Harper's agile tongue fully disappeared within the wet, soft tissue of Natalie's cunt she slowly lathed her tongue upward to collect Natalie's excess juices and to stab the point of her tongue right into Natalie's pearly clitoris. Natalie clenched her fists and cried out helplessly as pleasure sensors in her brain and body sang with ecstasy. Harper repeated this flicking motion of her curled tongue against Natalie's vulva again and again. She was shocked and delighted by how much fluid the supposedly reluctant scientist produced.

Naomi clenched Natalie's asscheeks tightly in her hands and spread her plump flesh as wide apart as the skin would allow. Naomi purred with satisfaction at what she found within. Just an inch above Harper's disappearing tongue was a small, tight butthole only slightly darker than the pale flesh surrounding it. The tightly puckered orifice opened for Naomi invitingly as she pulled Natalie's buttcheeks to the side. The exposure sent a whiff of the sickly sweet aroma emanating from Natalie's butthole that wafted into Naomi's nose. Naomi sighed with satisfaction as she breathed in deeply the combined odor of Natalie's sweat, skin, and excrement.

Naomi had become quite the connoisseur of women's assholes over her last year and a half as a Hivesister and based on her expert assessment of the scent and appearance of Natalie's cute little anus this would prove to be a scrumptious treat. Her face flushed red with lust and anticipation, the blonde teenager stuck out her tongue and ran the flat of it right up the center of Natalie's unclean asscrack.

Natalie squeaked and covered her mouth to keep from moaning as Naomi's warm tongue slithered along the dirtiest bits of Natalie's body with an excruciating slowness that lingered the longest right at the dip of Natalie's anus. Her asscrack became wet with Naomi's saliva until the growing dampness made Natalie shiver. Naomi projected the appearance of the sweetest, most innocent teenage girl which made it all the more shocking when she spat all over Natalie's asshole before slurping up all the slop gathering outside the entrance to Natalie's anal cavity. Naomi sucked on the hole Natalie regularly defecated out of so loudly her lips made obscene smacking sounds that reddened Natalie's face every time she considered the origin of those noises.

During the last week as a slightly unwilling captive of her former enemies, Natalie hardly had a chance to wash herself. Toilet paper was not an amenity available to them on the military truck they used to escape from the lab. Natalie mostly used wet paper towels to wipe herself back there besides that one day Emily cheerfully cleaned Natalie's backside using her tongue before demanding that Natalie do hers as well. Natalie was not in her right mind then and she readily agreed to anything Emily demanded in the hope of obtaining more Essence to sate her ravenous appetites.

So that was how Natalie found herself on her knees on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere cleaning Emily's freshly dirtied backside with her tongue while Emily hunched over in front of her with her hands on her knees and her ass sticking out. Natalie could still hear Emily's cackling as Natalie ate her asshole clean. Emily's hot, ripe stink lingered on Natalie's nose and upper lip for hours afterward so that every time she breathed the smell of Emily's ass permeated her senses. Not one of Natalie's proudest memories and one she had successfully blocked from her remembrance until now.

So Natalie did not exactly feel the cleanest back there and she imagined the taste was revolting. Yet Naomi paid no mind to whatever filthiness she found surrounding Natalie's anus. In fact, the pretty, bright-eyed young girl relished the dirty, sweaty nastiness of Natalie's asscrack. She absolutely worshipped Natalie's ass, kissing Natalie all over her bottom, rubbing her face against Natalie's asscheeks, and sticking her nose inside Natalie's ass before taking a nice big whiff of Natalie's scent. Natalie gasped and her eyes nearly popped out of her head as Naomi munched and slurped at her butthole.

Natalie did her best to restrain herself but she suspected Harper and Naomi had been specifically chosen to exploit their prodigious talents. Their mouths and tongues worked wicked dark magics upon Natalie's not totally unwilling body and Natalie could no longer conceal the effect these Hivesisters had on her. Natalie howled with delirious pleasure as the hands hanging loose at her sides finally found their courage. She grabbed a handful of Harper's long, dark hair and held her firmly in place as she thrust her crotch against the woman's mouth, smearing her leavings all across Harper's lower face. Natalie seized the back of Naomi's neck and pulled the blonde teenager's head into Natalie's ass to soak her in the dripping saliva Naomi left there.

Natalie thrust her squishy and salivated crotch against Harper's frantic licking, their motions coordinated so Natalie worked her pelvis forward in perfect synchronization for her oozing slit to meet every upward curling motion of Harper's tongue. When Natalie reared backward at the start of each pelvic thrust, she pushed her filthy asshole right onto Naomi's wet mouth. The things that teenage slut's lips and tongue did to Natalie's shithole were positively obscene and Natalie could definitely become used to more often feeling the moist warmth of Naomi's wildly rotating tongue entering the pink rim of Natalie's anus.

Do sphincters have a flavor? the inquisitive scientist inside Natalie idly wondered with Naomi's entire tongue stuck up her asshole. Well if so, Naomi is well-acquainted with the taste of mine by now.

All the tension Natalie had carried throughout this erotic encounter slowly eased as the two tongues licking inside her lightened all her burdens and worries. In fact, Natalie soon became too relaxed. To Natalie's intense embarrassment, when her muscles relieved their tension she accidentally passed some of the hot air trapped inside her bowels right into Naomi's mouth with a whispering hiss. While Natalie turned beet-red with shame, Naomi paid no mind to the perverse lapse in propriety and instead groaned loudly at her privilege of indulging in such disgusting decadence. Naomi grabbed Natalie by her middle, clenching her stomach hard and almost forcing Natalie to release even more of her bodily vapours. This time Natalie smiled instead of blanching when she expelled a loud, lingering blast of fetid air that Naomi happily swallowed.

Naomi and Harper took extra care to never quite deliver Natalie over the edge, working together as a team and communicating psionically to ensure Natalie climbed the very precipice of an explosive orgasm without actually being led over the other side. The constant edging left Natalie hot and panting as her hair and body turned sweaty from exertion and the odors of her pussy and ass permeated the atmosphere of the room.

After somehow ignoring them for several minutes, Natalie glanced over at Cassandra and the Queen and noticed the two goddesses had started to disrobe. She licked her lips unconsciously when her eyes pored over Cassandra's firm, swollen breasts while the Princess pulled the skimpy nightgown off her shoulders and let the thin fabric fall past her chest. Cassandra turned and bent over as she slid the gown down her naked body and let it pool around her ankles. She displayed a sweet, curvy ass which looked almost too big for her slim body frame. Natalie never would have believed she could find a woman's asscrack attractive but the Princess' deep, curving line looked so deeply sexual and enticing.

When Natalie first saw the perfection of the Queen's naked body she gasped and shuddered uncontrollably. The sight of the Queen's immaculately-formed nudity was so powerful that it caused Natalie to experience a mini-orgasm. Natalie shivered as her pussy sprayed a thin fluid all over Harper's chin before the brunette opened her mouth wider and captured the discharge down her throat. Natalie initially assumed the liquid streaming out of her was urine but considering the way her pussy throbbed and contracted in the throes of an obvious orgasm the accidental release could only be a sizable ejaculation of Natalie's pussy juices. After just a few short, screaming bursts into Harper's mouth Natalie finished for the time being.

Harper sputtered and coughed at the burst of hot liquid that sprayed unexpectedly into her mouth but she received Natalie's come like a pro, not letting a single drop escape the outlines of her lips after the initial spurt doused her face. She stopped licking Natalie just long enough to gulp down the scientist's love juices before diligently returning to her meal between Natalie's thighs. Harper and Naomi coordinated their oral assaults so their pliable tongues thrust inside both Natalie's vulnerable openings simultaneously, spearing her passages with the firm points of their tongues in perfect synchronicity.

"Stretch her holes open wide for us," the Queen ordered her Daughters. "Dr. Nownes must be fully prepared before assimilation commences. I do not wish to inflict any accidental or preventable damage on my new property."

"Yes, my Queen," Harper and Naomi agreed in unison after detaching their messy mouths from Natalie's pussy and anus. Glistening lines of saliva still connected their mouths to Natalie's orifices.

Natalie cried out when without warning Naomi and Harper each shoved a finger inside her respective openings with a perfectly timed simultaneous offensive. She groaned as the Hivesisters curled and poked her holes with their digits, paying special attention to the flesh at the very outside of her openings which they stretched and pulled at will. After a minute of intense probing, a second finger joined the first ones residing inside Natalie's privates.

Natalie lamented how loose her body's openings had grown over these last couple weeks. Before her capture, Natalie never could have fit two fingers through her sphincter so easily but now her stretched asshole hardly resisted the entry into her tight spaces.

Natalie surmised that Naomi and Harper must have linked their minds to proceed with such fluidity and perfect synchronization. Their dual fingers worked imperiously within Natalie's bodily passages, stretching and penetrating her tunnels as they tried touching their hands together with only the thin membrane separating Natalie's vaginal and anal canals preventing their fingers from locking together.

"Oh God!" Natalie screamed as her pussy and anus were stretched further open until the duet of fingers inside her orifices became a trio.

With how easily three fingers fit inside her and how naughtily she secretly enjoyed the feeling of foreign objects being stuffed in her rectum, Natalie guessed her asshole would never be tight again.

"God?" Harper wondered. "But there is no God to us."

Harper kissed all over Natalie's tummy and licked her bellybutton while ramming her extended fingers up Natalie's vagina. Natalie's entire body quaked as Harper ran her tongue from Natalie's shorn pubis all the way up past her flexed abdomen, leaving a slick trail of cooling saliva behind her.

"Only the Goddess exists," Naomi added in between her kisses at the cleft of Natalie's buttocks just inches above the spot where her fingers dug deep into Natalie's craphole.

Natalie's mouth hung open in shock at the incredible pleasure she felt. Needing to see something besides the wicked, predatory grin looking up from Harper's pretty visage while she fingerbanged her, Natalie glanced back at the Queen and her mate. The Queen stood behind Cassandra fondling her breasts with both hands while she kissed the side of Cassandra's face. Cassandra's mouth hung open wide also and she held her eyes shut while she basked in her Queen's glorious attentions. Cassandra touched herself between her legs and looked so damn sexy doing it that Natalie thought she might cream herself again. Or cream Harper's mouth again, to be more accurate.

Inserting a fourth finger into Natalie's orifices proved a more satisfying struggle. Natalie wriggled and squirmed at the burning pain of being stretched so wide but her arousal had grown so uncontrollable that Natalie surrendered to her desires without s struggle. She hunched over in a position with her butt sticking out that made it much easier for her asshole to be violated. Natalie's body practically begged for a more invasive degradation.

Natalie scented a familiar musk in the air and her nostrils twitched when the smell wafted into her nose to tickle her olfactory senses. Harper and Naomi had both become intensely aroused by their twin violations of Natalie and their pheromonal odors diluted the oxygen in the room. The horny Hivesisters needed only the slightest provocation to set them off on squirting their Essence everywhere.

Natalie imagined reversing positions with her two companions, making herself the one down on her knees and eager to please. Then she might finally consume them and retrieve the Essence that had become Natalie's obsession. If they weren't willing to feed Natalie then she at least wanted the Hivesisters to fit their entire fists inside her body and use their clenched hands to fuck her senseless. Natalie's broken mind wished for her body to be made completely full and utterly used. The thought made Natalie rock harder against Naomi and Harper's hands as they penetrated her, the fingers of one slipping out of her body as the other pushed inside her flesh.
Back and forth they went, like a saw oscillating in reversing directions the Hivesisters moved their extremities in and out of Natalie's openings. Just when they nearly fulfilled Natalie's sexual fantasies of being made to come by adding their thumbs to fit two full fists inside her the Queen ordered her Daughters to stop. Natalie gasped and groaned with frustration as two hands were ripped out of her, leaving two gaping black entrances behind their departures.

"This won't be fun for any of us if she's too loose to actually feel anything," the Queen admonished her Hivedaughters. "Please have a care, my Daughters."

Naomi and Harper looked saddened and contrite after their hands slipped out of Natalie's body and they both murmured heartfelt apologies to their Mistress. Natalie wasn't certain whether their forlorn reaction was due to the chastisement of their goddess or due to missing out on the chance to finish Natalie off. Natalie wasn't sure of anything any more. A minute ago Natalie had been certain she wanted these women to punch their fists inside her pussy and asshole and fuck her with their entire hands.

"Poor girls," Cassandra mocked her two former coworkers as they stood up next to her with their heads bowed obediently. Cassandra gave them each a sweet kiss on the cheek and a healthy slap on their rear ends.

"There's a whole load of Initiated girls available for you to take your sexual frustrations out on," Cassandra explained to the beaverdammed Hivesisters. "Your work is done here. Away with you now."

If Naomi or Harper took offense at this curt dismissal, they showed no sign of it. They gave appropriately deferential naked curtsies to their lieges, bending so far down that their tits hung straight down as they bowed. They departed without a single word of farewell to the woman they had just spent the last several minutes sticking their fingers and tongues inside of.

Natalie had forgotten herself entirely while Harper and Naomi focused their attentions upon the aching, needful portions of her body, distracting Natalie as she became lost within the headspace of her own pleasure realm. She became nervous and scared again as the terrifying eyes of these truly alien women poured over her vulnerable, naked form. Natalie unconsciously covered her breasts with her arms and crossed her thighs together in an attempt to conceal her denuded sex.

"My, isn't that a pretty picture," Cassandra commented appreciatively. "So modest. So innocent. But we both know better, don't we Natalie? Emily told us all about the filthy things you like."

Natalie blushed as she imagined what kinds of things Emily said about her.

"She definitely belongs with the Hive, my good Princess," the Queen agreed. "A remarkable female specimen. Her mind and her body will be very useful to the cause.

"Please-" Natalie started to plead.

"Things are about to get a little weird," Cassandra interrupted Natalie before she had a chance to protest. "But don't worry, you're going to love this. I was just as nervous as you to start but I absolutely loved it when it was done to me. Good Lady, how my come sprayed all over my beautiful Queen the first time she fucked me! My orgasms lasted forever! I think I'm still feeling them, in fact! I can see how badly you need another dose of Essence. With your nervous manner and willingness to be used you're doing a terrible job of concealing your addiction. It took all your willpower not to throw Harper down to the floor so you could eat the come right out of her. But I do understand and sympathize with your plight. That's why we want to help. When we're done with you, I promise you won't need Essence ever again. Instead of being a consumer, you'll be a producer."

"Surrender yourself totally and I can assure you this process will go much easier and be much more pleasurable for you," the Queen advised.

The Queen's genitals unfolded. There was no better word to describe the transformation that took place as what appeared to be an uncommonly beautiful but normal-looking specimen of the female reproductive organ opened and widened into a gaping maw that drooled pure Essence which splattered unceremoniously down to the ground. Natalie groaned in frustration at seeing such wastefulness and had to consciously prevent herself from crawling over to lick the mess off the floor. Thin, fleshy tendrils slithered out of the Queen's gaping opening only to be followed by a huge twelve-inch phallus that grew out of her with the same odd skin tone as the Queen's vagina and tentacles.

Cassandra's body transformed nearly identically to the Queen's though in slight deference to the Queen's dominant position as head of the Hive her phallus stopped extending once it was a couple inches shorter than the Queen's full length. But even the Princess' smaller cock was impressively sized, much larger than any man Natalie had ever slept with.

Natalie should have turned to run. She should have screamed for help at the top of her lungs. Instead she stared transfixed at the two most beautiful women she had ever seen who also happened to have giant phalluses swinging between their legs. Were they even still women? Or were they something else now? Natalie could understand the Queen's transformation. She had deduced the true nature of her power long ago even if she didn't wholly understand it. Cassandra was the surprising one. What had been to done to her to precipitate such a dramatic transformation of her human anatomy? She would have loved to dissect her.

Natalie's breath grew heavy and her weak body trembled as Cassandra neared her with slowly approaching steps. She walked lightly on her toes with one cute foot stepping daintily in front of the other.

Did I just call her feet cute? Natalie wondered. What the fuck is wrong with me? Everything about her is so pretty, though. Even that... thing down there.

The smile on Cassandra's face seemed kind enough but for the stark deadness behind her eyes. Her Cheshire grin stretched even wider as she stood before Natalie and stroked the back of her hand over Natalie's cheek. Natalie inclined her head to nuzzle against Cassandra's warm fingers while she sighed with satisfaction.

Cassandra's hand moved downward from Natalie's cheek to her neck and shoulder before caressing her way down the slope of her right breast. Cassandra scratched her fingernails down Natalie's abdomen while the enthralled scientist shuddered in reaction to the gentle scratching sensations tickling her belly.

Cassandra's hand descended lower and lower until it reached into Natalie's shaven mound. Cassandra grabbed Natalie's pussy, pushing her fingers inside the heat of its soaking wet interior while holding Natalie's crotch possessively in her hand.

Despite their emptiness, Cassandra's eyes burned with intensity as her fingers curled inside of Natalie's cunt and used them as a hook to pull Natalie's body closer by her vagina. Mine, said those fierce hazel eyes.

"You believe in science, do you not?" Cassandra asked while her fingers emptied and stuffed Natalie's gooey snatch while the scientist whimpered. "The awesome powers of nature? The wonders of new discoveries that reveal the rules of our universe? You research, you extrapolate, you theorize, you experiment. You wish to make your mark in the scientific community and accomplish feats that have never been done. We're offering you an opportunity that most scientists of this world would kill for. Would you like to be the very first to embark on a new journey for womankind?"

"Journey t-to where?" Natalie stammered.

Cassandra's eyes were hypnotic, their entrancing gaze drawing Natalie ever deeper into her grasp. As Natalie listened to the seductive quality of Cassandra's voice she stared at her mouth and wondered for the dozenth time what Cassandra's lips felt like. Natalie's throat had become dry and she could feel her armpits and her asscrack becoming sweaty with a nervous, anticipatory perspiration. Cassandra's delicate fingers stroked the inside of Natalie in such a way that her knees quaked. This beautiful, pure goddess was touching her so gently and lovingly that it made Natalie want to love her similarly in return.

"You will embark on a journey inside yourself," Cassandra specified. "You've no doubt surmised that the Queen and I are not like the other Hivesisters. You will find out why that is soon enough. With your brilliant, analytical mind you may develop an understanding of our alien properties better than any of us. The Queen has been doing this for longer than you could possibly comprehend. She doesn't need to know how or why her powers work. They always have and always will. I don't care to analyze or investigate my powers either. I've no mind for that sort of thing, they might as well be magic as far as I'm concerned. But you, Natalie... you want to know everything. And with great knowledge comes great power."

"What are you going to do with me?" Natalie asked timidly while Cassandra worked her fingers deeper into the slick heat of Natalie's pussy until Natalie gasped.

"You should be honored," the Queen insisted. "Cassandra and I have discussed the matter of Dr. Nownes in length while you waited here. My dear Princess is the only being in the entire universe whose ever managed to change my mind on anything. We've decided you shall be the first besides the Princess to be granted the powers of assimilation along with a very small portion of my own strength. Our maidservant Sherri will follow after you as the next Hivemother. We encourage you to research and experiment with your new powers. Even I might be surprised by what you find."

Natalie's eyes widened at the prospect of inheriting abilities to nearly match the Queen's own. Ideas for the kinds of experiments she could conduct using these powers had Natalie's mind racing. Who better to analyze the effect of these extraterrestrial changes on Homo Sapiens than a scientist who was an expert on human biology?

"What must I do?" Natalie fearfully inquired.

"Surrender," Cassandra whispered as her syrupy fingers slipped from Natalie's opening.

Cassandra used two hands to lift Natalie up by her waist, her hidden reserves of strength allowing her to pick Natalie up like a rag doll. Natalie yelped at the sudden fear of falling backwards onto her ass and she instinctively reached out to wrap her arms snugly around the back of Cassandra's neck. Cassandra looked pleased by the gesture.

A warm, sticky smear wetted Natalie's hip and buttocks on one side and she realized it was the leavings from Cassandra's hand that had just been inside her pussy. Between Harper and Naomi's nasty tongues, Cassandra's slender fingers, and the Queen's oppressive sexual aura she had become so goddamn wet. Cassandra slowly lowered Natalie until the scientist felt something hard and pointed touching her vulva. Cassandra dropped her an inch further and Natalie felt the piercing pain of a giant alien phallus impaling her.

"Nooo..." Natalie moaned as she felt Cassandra's immense length carelessly pushing aside her flesh and stretching her opening to achieve its full entry.

"Oh yes," Cassandra replied with a lick of her lips. "This is happening."

Natalie now felt immensely grateful to Harper for preparing her body in advance of this penetration. While the phallus felt extremely uncomfortable as the hole to her insides slid down its intimidating length, Natalie's body retained enough muscle memory that she no longer worried about this thing causing any lasting damage. She'd had plenty of big dicks up there before.

Well, maybe not quite this big, Natalie thought as she looked down to see a double-digit length of malformed human meat slowly disappearing inside her.

Cassandra's hands migrated downward from Natalie's waist to take firm holds of her delightfully plump buttocks as Cassandra fit the entirety of her ten-inch phallus inside the sexy scientist's tight hole.

"There!" Cassandra bellowed with a hard slap at Natalie's asscheek. "Right fucking in there! Goddess, you're so warm and tight in there and I can feel your wet pussy squishing around my phallus. Now that wasn't so bad, was it?"

Natalie whimpered and shook her head in answer while the cock penetrated her so deeply it felt like it almost reached up to her chest. She had never felt so excited and had never experienced such an intense sexual pleasure in her entire life. She and Cassandra's breasts molded together and as the thimbles of their aroused nipples made contact Natalie experienced overwhelming surges of electric sensation charging up and down her body.

Natalie was stunned by Cassandra's feminine beauty. The face and eyes of the Princess were so pretty with the longest lashes that fluttered while Cassandra took her pleasure from Natalie's body. Even with her giant cock all the way inside of Natalie, this sexy creature was all woman. Natalie was so full and despite her earlier reluctance she never wanted this feeling to go away.

Natalie moaned in protest as Cassandra used her inhuman strength to lift Natalie halfway off her phallus. The lower half of Cassandra's cock was dripping with smears of Natalie's thick vaginal fluids. Natalie's indignant response morphed into a deep, satisfied sigh as Cassandra gradually slid Natalie's clenching hole back down the thick pole inch by excruciating inch. Natalie groaned as the bristles lining the shaft tugged at her inner flesh in just the right way while the phallus made its inevitable ascent through her vertically-oriented tunnel. The tip of the phallus spat lubricating fluids into Natalie to better ease its passage in and out of her.

Natalie no longer offered any resistance as Cassandra thrust her pelvis upward to stab Natalie with her fleshy spear again and again. She had resigned herself to this fate and figured she would take this opportunity to preserve as many details in her memory as possible for the sake of science. She would learn all the secrets the Hive had to offer and would make their mysteries her own.

Cassandra's tentacles came into play as they stroked their way up Natalie's body, touching her most sensitive areas as they wrapped around her in a tight embrace. Natalie detected a presence standing behind her right before the Queen's even larger tentacles slid around her body. She soon became totally enveloped by both women's fleshy tendrils as only Natalie's bottom orifices and her head remained exposed between the tightening coils that surrounded her. The writhing, wriggling tentacles squirming across Natalie's body should have disgusted her but they were so soft and warm they felt like the sweetest caresses cuddling Natalie over every square inch of her body.

Cassandra and the Queen gasped when their tendrils brushed against each other for the first time during this encounter and their wormlike tendrils twisted together until the lovers' appendages were intertwined. An electric sensation passed through their bodies whenever they touched in this way and that surge transferred to the increasingly eager Natalie. The tentacles held Natalie aloft so she no longer feared gravity or bruising her rear from being dropped to the floor.

Natalie bounced herself up and down to meet Cassandra's pelvic thrusts and when the full length of the phallus entered her she would grind herself against Cassandra's crotch. Natalie used the strength of her vaginal walls to manipulate Cassandra's cock inside her with exaggerated rotations of her hips and pelvis while she grunted like a fallow beast to every thrust. She was slightly distressed by how happy she became every time she managed to draw a moan from Cassandra's perfect lips. Natalie found she liked pleasing her new Princess. Cassandra grinned at Natalie and kissed her nose, delighted with how quickly Natalie's reluctance had shifted to obvious enjoyment.

"You are going to make such a perfect slut," Cassandra declared after a particularly brutal thrust that made Natalie squeal. "You're already a perfect slut but you'll be even more wonderful once you have the ability to make other women into lesbian whores just like you."

Natalie moaned at Cassandra's words and being called a perfect slut. She lifted herself off Cassandra's phallus with a wet sucking noise. Her vagina made a loud farting sound when she slammed her pussy back down the entire double-digit length of Cassandra's cock while she buried her face in Cassandra's neck. Natalie was so overwhelmed by these electric tentacles, by this huge thing fucking her pussy deeper and wider than it had ever been fucked, and by Cassandra's hypnotic voice that it left her mind wide open and vulnerable to the Hive's machinations. In her innermost thoughts, Natalie really did want to become a perfect slut who could make countless other women experience the same wonderful things that led her to this point of no return.

Cassandra and the Queen looked intently at each other as Natalie writhed between them atop Cassandra's phallus. They both understood that whatever they created here tonight would be something new. Something more powerful than a regular Hivesister, whom already possessed formidable powers. This would be an entity such as Cassandra, the first in a new order of Hivesisters.

The Princess experienced that same breathless thrill she always did when assimilating a human woman. She loved seeing a reluctant, nervous woman slowly transform into the gay slut that had always resided somewhere within them even if the latest sacrifice to the Hive never realized it.

Cassandra cherished that golden sense of destruction and creation that became all confused and mixed together when she pollinated a woman. Destruction of what the woman had once been, the elimination of every toxic human notion and internalized patriarchal bullshit that created a negative body image and any male assumptions of what true femininity was. Creation of a new being, freed from all self-doubt and societal expectations and ready to become the wanton slut they were always meant to be.

Cassandra pulled Natalie off her shoulder and seized her lips again. They kissed passionately, swapping saliva as readily as their genitals swapped bodily fluids. Cassandra vowed to make this beautiful, genius woman her masterwork.

The Queen's tentacles grabbed and squeezed Natalie's buttocks before slowly spreading her plump cheeks apart. Natalie gasped worriedly when she detected the tip of one of the Queen's tentacles probing at her asshole. The thin tendril forced its way inside Natalie's rectum and wriggled around with a sense of exploration as if it were measuring the depths and dimensions of Natalie's bowels. Natalie sighed with relief as the squirming tendril exited from her asshole only for it to be immediately replaced by the immensity of the Queen's cock. Just the very tip pushed through the tightly clenched ring of Natalie's anus but even that miniscule amount caused agony to flare throughout Natalie's body.

"Please don't!" Natalie begged. "It's too large! I can't take it."

"Nonsense, my dear," the Queen assured her as the thick head of her phallus slowly squeezed through the unyielding flesh of Natalie's tight opening. "You will be amazed to find what the human body is capable of."

Natalie cried out in pain as the Queen mercilessly entered her. The preparation Naomi performed earlier barely sufficed to ease the trauma of anal penetration. Natalie already felt full enough with Cassandra's giant cock inside her, having one cavity filled to the brim only exacerbated the feeling of having the second cavity stuffed. Natalie sensed something wet forming within her ass and coating the walls of her rectum. The Queen spurted thin, watery Essence from her phallus to lubricate her shaft while also spraying Natalie's insides until her rectum became as wet and mucous-lined as her vagina.
"There, is that better?" the Queen asked. "Aren't I a merciful Queen?"

Natalie didn't reply, she gritted her teeth and whimpered and groaned in agony at the burning pain pushing deeper inside her bowels.

"Shhhh," the Queen whispered from behind as she leaned forward to lick away the tears of pain dripping down Natalie's cheeks. "You have nothing to fear from me. You are too precious to the Hive to damage and I would never hurt your body more than it could safely handle. My phallus is morphing to fit the exact dimensions of your rectum. Can you feel now how its shaping has adapted to the exact measures inside your body? Now you have only to surrender yourself to me and then you shall receive your final reward."

Almost unconsciously Natalie's body relaxed as the Queen's soothing words and voice entered her mind. Natalie's sphincter loosened the tight clench of its uncompromisingly restrictive hold upon the thick girth of the Queen's shaft. The Queen drove her gigantic cock deeper inside Natalie's ass while the scientist used her anal muscles to push out with her asshole and make the phallus feel even more comfortable and accommodated as its incessant penetration violated the dirty, disgusting, forbidden spaces within her bowels.

Cassandra and the Queen's warm, fleshlike appendages entombed Natalie's body like she had been returned to her mother's womb. The gentle way their caresses touched Natalie stood in stark contrast to their brutal reamings of both her orifices. The throbbing of the phalluses filling Natalie's cavities had steadily increased in intensity over these last few minutes until the shafts pulsed inside her similarly to the vibrating toy Natalie owned in her previous life. Natalie sensed an imminent arrival, her intuition telling her something momentous was coming. She purred like a kitten as the Queen slid her hands along Natalie's neck and massaged some of Natalie's most sensitive joints and glands.

The Queen enjoyed the way Natalie cooed and sighed when she lovingly stroked the future Hivesister's neck whilst also tearing her asshole to shreds. To Natalie's great displeasure, the alien goddess ceased her thrusting when her hypersensitive fingertips detected a tiny bump beneath the skin on the side of Natalie's neck. The Queen frowned as her fingernails scraped at the indentation before using the points of her fingers to dig into Natalie's neck and rip the offending flesh open. Natalie howled at the sharp unexpected pain as hot blood poured down her neck and ran over the bump of her clavicle.

The Queen extracted from the side of Natalie's neck a miniature device no larger than a flea with a microscopic antenna extending from it. She examined it for a moment while her tentacles propped up Natalie's agonized, screaming form. Cassandra never ceased her thrusting throughout Natalie's ordeal and the scientist experienced the most exquisite combination of pain and pleasure as the Princess thrust Natalie nearer to her climax.

"We are betrayed," the Queen declared.

Natalie shrank inside herself at the Queen's stated conclusion.

"What are you talking about?" Cassandra asked as she slowed her gyrations. "What do you mean, betrayed?"

The Queen held the bloodied device up for Cassandra to view while she explained, "A microtransmitter. It's a tracking device. The enemy knows our exact location."

The Queen crushed the tracker between her fingers but knew it was already too late. They were coming.

"You stupid little bitch!" the Queen growled at Natalie using the parlance of this world.

The Queen thrust herself upward as hard as this approximation of a human body would allow. Natalie whimpered and then screamed as the hardness of the Queen's long, impossibly thick cock opened a deeper fissure within her rectum. The Queen grew herself larger to make her puncture even more painful. Natalie's ass truly was completely stuffed now and she feared if the Queen pushed only a few inches deeper her phallus would perforate organs unmeant for penetration.

"I'm going to keep you alive as long as possible while I rip every limb and distinguishing feature from your body," the Queen threatened Natalie in a rage. "All except your tongue, which is the only body part you'll still retain any control over. When I'm through with you there will be nothing left except a torso, a head, and three holes for my Daughters to use as they will."

"Please!" Natalie begged for her life as she threw her arms around Cassandra's neck. "I had no idea I was being tracked! Please, you must believe me! I don't want to be killed or maimed!"

Natalie wept helplessly as the Queen's tentacles constricted tightly around her, forcing the breath from her lungs and crushing her insides as the compression prevented any opportunity for escape. Her desperate gasps for air escaped futilely as strangled whimpers. Natalie fled into Cassandra's warm embrace, cherishing the temporary comfort of her arms before facing the eternity of pain she would suffer.

"Don't hurt her!" Cassandra cried as she held Natalie protectively close. "Please, your majesty! Show mercy! She's too precious!"

The Queen stared intently at Cassandra, probing at her mind in an attempt to exert her formidable will. Alas, she already knew her powerful influence would not work upon her mate as it did with the rest of her Daughters. The Queen sighed with resignation and allowed the strenuous grip her tendrils had made around Natalie's body to weaken so Natalie could breathe again. Natalie gasped for breath and her entire body hurt after being constricted by the crushing hold of the enraged goddess.

"So be it," the Queen snarled. "If her life is what you truly want I shall grant it to you. Just know we will have words on this later, Cassandra. You must realize that this foolish, pitiful girl's actions have likely doomed us all."

Cassandra stood stunned into silence as the significance of the Queen's declaration became clear. The idyllic, peaceful time Cassandra had enjoyed these last few months was officially over. The war had been cold for half a year now and though there were sporadic engagements those forces were intentionally arrayed far from Cassandra and Eden's locations to protect the Queen's kin.

The reality set in that Cassandra's world would soon change after she had already endured so much change over these last few weeks. Cassandra now had someone she must protect, a child she was ultimately responsible for. Perhaps the Queen was right that it would have been better for Dr. Nownes to have died rather than coming here but what's done is done.

"Let's just be finished with the Ritual," Cassandra quietly suggested. "I want to be done with this."

"So be it," the Queen growled.

The two women held Natalie up in the air using their tentacles until Natalie had no choice but to spread her legs wide and wrap them around Cassandra's middle. The scientist had been humbled and cowed by her unintended betrayal, by the Queen's burning rage, and by Cassandra's merciful defense. They could do anything they wanted to her now and Natalie wouldn't protest.

Once Cassandra and the Queen resumed their previous rhythms they started pumping their phalluses in and out of Natalie's holes at an increasing rate. Cassandra noticed the Queen was fucking Natalie more brutally than necessary, driving the entirety of her phallus hard and deep into the girl's rectum. The Queen knew quite well that Natalie's body would be renewed following her rebirth with damaged muscle tissue mending all on its own and so she felt like punishing the girl a bit more for her unwitting betrayal.

Natalie grunted and moaned from both blinding pain and rapturous pleasure as the Queen's thick-set phallus tore her weak human rectum apart. Cassandra reminded herself of the danger her precious daughter had been put in due to Natalie's carelessness and she also began shoving her cock harder up into the weeping girl's pussy.

While the Queen instinctively thrust her phallus into Natalie with such mechanical precision that the motion seemed automatic, her mind was busy elsewhere contacting Hivesisters throughout the complex and informing them that their presence at this base had been compromised. She scheduled an emergency council to discuss their next move and invited all the most senior Hivesisters to attend. The Queen also had her Daughters begin preparing the evacuation from this location, no small feat considering how deeply entrenched they had become.

Natalie's body rocked upward in time to Cassandra and the Queen's thrusts as they took her again and again. She silently worked through the pain, eased some by the notion that at least she deserved this punishment. The Queen and Princess Cassandra's phalluses painfully forced themselves all the way inside of Natalie where the scientist could feel every single movement as the tips of both shafts unfolded open inside her. Cassandra and the Queen breathed with heavy exertion as they slowly ceased their thrusting and allowed their cocks to linger buried all the way inside of Natalie. Ten discomforting but wonderful inches for Natalie's pussy; twelve burning, excruciating inches for Natalie's ass.

The phalluses opening deep inside Natalie stimulated her frayed nerves so powerfully that her eyes rolled back in her head and she achieved her first climax just as the unfolded shafts released twin seedpods that were ejected into her orifices. The pods burrowed into Natalie's flesh with minds of their own and took up permanent residence in her womb and rectum, beginning the process of altering Natalie's body chemistry and DNA until she became something altogether different from human. Natalie screamed as a tumultuous wave of searing pleasure washed over her body and consumed her.

Natalie sensed the seedpods moving within her body and pricking at her nerves like sentient beings all throughout her first orgasm. Her pussy made sick squishing noises as the huge phallus filling it prevented the copious product of Natalie's climax from evacuating her loins. Even with her vagina plugged up and completely stuffed a flow of clear liquid seeped through the slim gaps between cock and pussy to drip down and stain Natalie and Cassandra's thighs. This orgasm was by far the most powerful and long-lasting climax Natalie had ever experienced and the rapture causing her vagina and sphincter to clench open and close involuntarily around both cocks filling her only stimulated Natalie to greater heights. Within seconds, Natalie climaxed again. Then again. Then again and again and again.

Natalie beastial cries emanating from deep in her throat echoed throughout the complex and all who overheard them knew a new baby Sister had joined their ranks. Finally satisfied, the Queen and Cassandra pulled out of Natalie while their powerful tentacles continued holding her aloft. The withdrawal lasted forever to Natalie as every thick inch slowly exited from her massive gaping butthole and pussy. She wished this would last forever, already dreading the sense of loneliness that would accompany the growing emptiness inside her.

With the cessation of Cassandra's plug holding back Natalie's flooding discharge, Natalie wailed at the top of her lungs as a pent-up mixture of piss and female ejaculate rained down like a shower that splattered all over the floor beneath her. Natalie kept coming and coming, her loudly squelching and squirting flow seeming unending until her bladder had completely emptied. Her pussy throbbed and contracted as it never had before, still squeezing and pushing out several more dry orgasms.

After pissing all over herself, the scientist worried she might suffer another mortifying accident when the Queen pulled out of her loose bottom but fortunately for Natalie's delicate, easily embarrassed nature the Queen's cock had pushed her shit so far back into her colon that it would be days before Natalie passed any solid waste again. That next bowel movement would be her last. Just like Cassandra's modified body which Natalie's altered form most resembled now, her waste would transubstantiate into pure Essence from henceforth.

Natalie shivered despite the warm embrace of Cassandra and the Queen's appendages still enfolding her. She could feel herself... changing. Though her cognitive abilities had been decimated by the several dozen orgasms she'd recently experienced, Natalie tried her best to analyze the alterations occurring within her body. Her stomach growled and churned and she sensed something odd happening inside her uterus and rectum. The incessant flow from Natalie's vagina appeared to discharge with a thicker and creamier consistency during her final ejaculations and Natalie supposed her body would now begin production of the Essence that provided the fuel for the Hive's powers and dominance. Her sight, vision, taste, and sense of smell all became amplified and the muscles and sinews damaged by the Queen's violent buttfucking started repairing themselves.

There was something else new too. A power resided within Natalie, something even greater than what regular Hivesisters possessed. She must learn to control this power first but the promises of what Natalie could accomplish with these new abilities nearly overwhelmed her. How long before she developed tentacles and a phallus just like the Queen's? She couldn't wait to analyze and notate the remarkable changes her body underwent during its transition from human to a mostly extraterrestrial form. Natalie suddenly loved her captors for what they had done to her and promised she would always cherish this awesome new existence.

With a simplicity that resembled a light switch being flipped on, a link formed that bridged Natalie's mind with the Queen's. Natalie sensed the Queen's emotions and wanted to bawl her eyes out once she experienced the Queen's utter disappointment with her. She vowed to spend the rest of her days trying to redeem herself in the eyes of her Goddess. Links to Cassandra and the rest of the assimilated women within the complex followed quickly thereafter along with connections formed with women so far away Natalie could barely sense them.

Natalie knew all the thoughts, desires, and silly pleasures of her fellow Sisters. She sensed her blood sister lying on a mattress a few floors above her, could see her sleek legs tilted high in the air while another woman lapped hungrily at the gooey hot center between Tanya's thighs. Natalie grinned at seeing the short, stylish dark haircut of the woman eating out her sister and realizing that scalp belonged to Emily. After sexually using Natalie's body for over a week the mature woman whom Natalie had rescued from her laboratory must have been anxious to taste from the succulent, juicy fruit of the younger Nownes sister.

Natalie experienced Tanya's pleasure as if it were very own and she squirmed at the phantom tongue that lapped at her sore, aching pussy. Tanya's fingers were tangled in Emily's short, dark hair as she held the older woman's sucking lips to her pussy. Natalie felt those silky strands waving across her hands and tickling her knuckles as if she were the one gripping Emily's scalp.

Natalie undertook the wild step to enter Emily's mind where her presence was immediately and wholeheartedly welcomed. Her and Emily shared a whole conversation while Natalie shared Emily's experience so she herself tasted Tanya's vaginal secretions. Tasted... and relished. Natalie licked her lips and swallowed, imagining for a moment that her little sister's sweet juices were gulping down her throat.

Natalie experienced Tanya's utter joy at the addition of her sister to the Hive collective and Natalie shared that emotion with her as their consciousnesses joined with the Hivemind controlled by the Queen. Their minds formally linked and Natalie became more intimate with her sister than with any sexual partner she had ever taken. Natalie closed her eyes and didn't have to imagine it as Tanya's soft lips brushed against hers. All they had to do was dream together to make their fantasies real. Natalie kissed Tanya back with passionate zeal and parted her lips to encourage Tanya's warm tongue into entering her mouth. Outpourings of deepest love and affection were broadcasted from Natalie's mind directly to that of the sweet, fragile girl who had given her heart to Natalie so long ago but never dared give credence to her forbidden desire.

When Natalie's eyelids fluttered open she realized it was in truth Cassandra who mashed her soft lips to hers and had snaked her long, agile tongue nearly down to Natalie's throat. But in Natalie's mind it remained Tanya kissing her and she knew Tanya felt the exact same experience as she.

Natalie had been born again and already every second of her new existence was pure ecstasy. She finally understood everything Emily, Tanya, and Cassandra tried to explain to her and couldn't for the life of her remember why she had ever resisted this. The Hive was her life now and Natalie swore her undying love and devotion to the Queen and her Hive for the rest of her days.

"She's one of us now," the Queen declared. "For better or worse."

"For better," Cassandra assured both the Queen and Natalie as she gave the scientist a long, chest-tightening hug.

If Natalie possessed a mirror she might have noticed in the reflection the dead look in her eyes with no light of sentience behind them. The sight would have comforted her.

~~~

Natalie laid against Tanya distraught and weeping as she recovered from the ordeal of her debriefing. The war council who attended the impromptu conference included the Queen, Cassandra, Sherri, Alexis, Catherine, and several other generals of the Hive who had been soldiers, police officers, and members of intelligence agencies in their previous lives. It was a rather informal affair with not enough furniture for everyone in the parlor so some women had to sit on pillows on the floor.

Natalie hadn't bothered dressing for this meeting and remained naked while Tanya sat behind her comforting the dismayed woman. Tanya didn't exactly have a reason for attending the council but she had been permitted to join as a comfort to her sister.

Natalie easily parted with sensitive information such as the location of the Human Defense Force's hidden bases and internments camps, the relative size and strength of their forces, their current stratagems and goals, and details of their leadership and hierarchy. The Hivesisters seemed unsurprised by her pronouncements though her Sister Sherri hissed audibly when Natalie mentioned Thomas Skern's name. It was during Natalie's explanation of the scientific and medical experiments that she oversaw on behalf of the HDF that Natalie finally comprehended with horror the terrible things she had done in humanity's name. That was the reason for her tears.

Natalie told the Hivesisters all about the maiming of prisoners, not only the captured soldiers of the Soulless but innocent human women as well. She knew the locations of the camps where the younger girls were kept but even Natalie was uncertain what was being done to the children held in those places. Natalie wept at the realization that those had been her own Sisters she had tortured and sliced open as part of her sick experiments.

These women should hate her. They should curse the name of Dr. Nownes and ostracize her entirely from their makeshift society. The Hivesisters had every right to inflict punishments upon Natalie ten times worse than those she'd subjected their unfortunate Sisters to. Instead they treated her with sympathy and kindness while comforting Natalie as she grieved. Like she was already one of them. These last few weeks had been one harrowing experience after another but Natalie knew she had found her people and she swore to defend her new community until her last breath.
After Natalie told the council everything she knew her mind tuned out for a while as the other women conversed amongst themselves. There was some discussion of how quickly they could evacuate this base and where they could possibly relocate to that would be secure enough. This location had become the center of the Hive's military operations and they needed to ensure continuity so the migration of their military apparatus would not jeopardize the safety of their soldiers already in the field. Some person named Anna would be returning within a day or two accompanied by a contingent of new forces to bolster their ranks but the council members were in disagreement over whether to wait for these reinforcements or evacuate the premises immediately. Natalie eventually stopped listening as her focus shifted entirely to Tanya.

Tanya sat on a pile of blankets and pillows behind her sister while Natalie laid her back over her sister's torso. Tanya whispered the kindest, sweetest things in Natalie's ear while she kissed her sister all over her pretty face. Tanya clutched Natalie's naked breast and massaged its bounty while her other hand lazily petted the moist lips of Natalie's pussy. While Tanya didn't bring Natalie anywhere near a climax she did keep her sister hot and dripping with readiness.

Natalie noticed some of the other Hivesisters, especially the ones named Alexis and Catherine, staring hungrily at the two sisters as they played together. They would simply have to wait their turn though. As her closest family member, Tanya had claimed Natalie for her own and wouldn't relinquish her to the rest of the Hive until she had fully corrupted her sister with incestuous lesbian sex. Tanya's mind wandered back to the memory of Natalie washing her poopy bottom in the shower and Tanya felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of finally getting to stick her tongue into Natalie's sexy asshole like she'd wanted to for years.

Natalie was slowly starting to understand that the process Cassandra and the Queen used to assimilate her had been unusual compared to the conversions of her other Hivesisters. She was something new and different, more like Cassandra than the rest of the Hive. Eventually she would be expected to perform the assimilations as well and Natalie's busy mind was already gleefully devising the types of experiments she could conduct using her new abilities. She couldn't wait until all the mysteries and secrets of the Hive became hers. Natalie idly wondered when she would grow a phallus just like her liege possessed. She couldn't wait to fuck Tanya with it.

Natalie broke free from her daydream and looked about with confusion as the gathered women stood to their feet one by one. The council had concluded its deliberations and Tanya distracted Natalie so thoroughly that she missed the resolution of their discussions. Tanya ceased touching Natalie and pushed her sister up out of her lazy reclined position. Natalie stood up reluctantly; Tanya's dexterous finger had been near to causing an eruption and Natalie hadn't wanted the stimulation to end so soon. Natalie had yet to observe the discharge of her own Essence and her scientific mind was intensely curious to experience this new method of ejaculation.

"Cassandra, you will stay," the Queen commanded her mate while the other Sisters filed out of the room.

Not knowing when her next opportunity would be, Natalie let go of Tanya's hand and rushed over to Cassandra.

"May I speak with you, Princess?" Natalie asked in a hushed tone.

"Of course, my Daughter," Cassandra replied. "Or are you my Sister now? It's all so confusing now that there are more Hivemothers than just the Queen and I."

"There was one thing I left out when I spoke to the council," Natalie admitted nervously as her eyes shifted from side to side to ensure she wasn't being spied on. She was aware of the gaze of both Tanya and the Queen focused upon her but she assumed they were too far to overhear her. "I feel like I can trust you, Cassandra. You showed me mercy and pled with the Queen to spare my life, after all."

"You can trust me, Dr. Nownes," Cassandra assured her.

"As part of my research I conducted intensive studies and analysis of the human chromosome and the different ways that genetic materials can be manipulated," Natalie rushed to say as quickly as possible before her onlookers grew suspicious. "I was attempting to develop a human immunity to our Essence but my efforts largely failed at finding a cure. However, I did have success at inoculating the male chromosome against the toxic effects of Essence."

"What are you saying?" Cassandra asked with disbelief at what she was hearing.

"I believe I can develop a vaccine that will mitigate the harmful effects that Essence causes to human males," Natalie said with a deep breath. "It's possible the beneficial effects of Essence could be left intact. If vaccinated, males could be Initiated and possibly even assimilated into the Hive's collective."

Cassandra's eyes narrowed in consternation and she kept silent for a moment as she considered this shocking development that could change everything they knew of the Hive.

After no response from Cassandra, Natalie continued, "Of course, at this point this is all theoretical and would require years more of-"

"You will neither speak nor send of this matter to anyone but I," Cassandra hissed. "The others... they will not understand."

Cassandra glanced nervously at the Queen out of the corner of her eye.

"Especially her," Cassandra said. "The Queen's history with the male sex is... complicated. She would undoubtedly believe you had betrayed her again and next time I doubt even my hand could save you from her wrath. You will say nothing."

Natalie gulped and nodded in agreement. Tanya approached the two of them and while she did look back and forth between them with thinly veiled curiosity she asked no questions. Tanya took Natalie by the hand and drew her away from her conversation with the Princess.

"Come on, Sis," Tanya cajoled. "I owe you at least a few comes before we start packing."

"Oh," Natalie replied with disappointment.

"What?" Tanya asked critically. "Is the prospect of experiencing multiple mind-blowing orgasms that unexciting to you?"

"It's just... well... can I do you too?" Natalie asked bashfully, her face turning red with embarrassment at her indecent proposal.

"But you're the new girl," Tanya insisted. "Today is my treat. This day should be all about you, my love."

Natalie stared blatantly at the imprint of her sister's crotch showing through Tanya's damp panties while Natalie dissembled and mumbled her way through her true intent, "Um... well... I... uh... kind of wanted to... you know... taste you? Actually, not kind of. I really really really want to taste you."

Tanya grinned at Natalie and asked, "You do realize you have no need to consume Essence any more? Your body produces more than enough to sustain itself."

"But still, I wanted to... well..." Natalie tried spitting out.

"You don't have to be ashamed any more, Natalie," Tanya assured her sister. "I want whatever you want. We're together forever now and we're never going to hide things from each other or be embarrassed about expressing our needs, sexual or otherwise."

"I feel a strong, almost irresistible compulsion to ingest your ejaculate and use its consumption for my sustenance," Natalie admitted in the most scientific terms possible before stating her needs more crudely. "I want to drink out of your pussy while you come. I want to swallow it all down so I can feel your Essence warming my tummy."

"Well, well," Tanya remarked with a sly, ornery smile. "How can a lady say no to that? Still though, I reserve the right to do you first."

"You know what, I can live with that arrangement," Natalie agreed. "I'm anxious for you to prove how much you really love me, Tanya. Using only your tongue.

Natalie's reluctant and nervous manner had fled, never again to return. Tanya smiled from ear-to-ear like the happiest girl in the entire world as she led her sister from the parlor arm in arm. Cassandra couldn't help feeling envious at the night of passion and discovery that awaited the Nownes sisters.

Cassandra heard the Queen's foot tapping impatiently behind her and she reluctantly turned to face her mate. It was amazing how many human mannerisms the Queen had picked up on during her time on Earth. But that was precisely the reason she enjoyed such longevity, the Queen survived by seamlessly adapting to her environment.

"Keeping secrets from me, my love?" the Queen asked with a barb of acid spiking her undertone. She had one hand resting on her hip while she stared at Cassandra imperiously as if her mate were a disobedient pet who had just soiled the carpet.

"I would never dare, my Queen," Cassandra replied with a submissive bow of her head. "You know my mind belongs to you as well as my heart, my body, and my soul."

"Does it?" the Queen wondered before employing a more commanding tone. "I could use a fresh reminder of this total obedience you claim to possess. On the floor. Assume the position. Now, bitch."

Cassandra readily complied though trepidation slowed her movements as she knelt before her mistress. The earliest days of their relationship had been the last period when the Queen took such a commanding tone with her and Cassandra wondered what she'd done to displease her majesty. Cassandra prostrated herself on all fours before the Queen with her back slightly arched and her bottom pointed upward while she pressed her face to the floor, presenting herself to the Queen in a totally exposed manner just how her partner liked it best. The Queen did claim ownership over her body after all, these body parts all belonged to Cassandra's lover.

The Queen strode in a circle around Cassandra's worshipful body like a predator stalking its prey. When she stood behind Cassandra the Queen lifted her pet Princess' dress up above her waist using the toe of her red fuck-me pumps. Cassandra hadn't worn underwear for over a year unless you counted the skimpy lingerie she clothed herself in on special occasions. Cassandra waved her sexy bottom back and forth as she bared all of herself to this strange, otherworldly being whom she loved so desperately.

"You have been most disobedient, my pet Cassandra," the Queen said disapprovingly before using the palm of her hand to slap Cassandra as hard as possible on her left buttock.

The Queen's superior strength left the imprint of an angry red handprint on Cassandra's asscheek that wouldn't heal any time soon. The Queen spanked her again on her right buttock, this time even harder than her first strike. Cassandra gritted her teeth and refused to show weakness by crying out even though the burning pain on her bottom made her yearn for the release a scream might grant her.

"You've been keeping secrets from me, ignoring my direct commands, and flaunting the high position and independence I permit you without returning the gratitude and deference I'm due," the Queen accused Cassandra as her dress and underwear rapidly disappeared from the Queen's body until only her red high-heels remained. "Is this the way a Queen's chosen mate should behave?"

"No, your majesty," Cassandra gasped as the Queen slapped her bottom again, this time hard enough to rock her entire body forward. The Queen's hand was like a whip and the crack of her palm meeting plump flesh sounded just as loud. "Please tell me how I can make it better."

Cassandra sensed the Queen kneeling to the floor behind her and laying a firm hand down upon Cassandra's lower back. Cassandra closed her eyes and clenched her teeth at the foreknowledge of what would soon follow. She had seen the Queen do this to other women plenty enough times to know what to expect.

The Queen parted both sides of Cassandra's supple bottom and wasted no time before squeezing the head of her tall, wide phallus into Cassandra's accommodating rectum. Cassandra's asshole easily yielded to the invasion as inch by massive inch of the Queen's cock disappeared into her gaping orifice. Cassandra bit her lip until it bled to keep herself from crying out as the full length of the Queen's phallus pushed mercilessly inside her.

Though her altered body was no longer constrained by the limited boundaries of the human form, this size of intruder being forced into Cassandra was as still enormously painful and it made her tentacles squirm with agony inside her as they were pushed deep into her body. The Queen intended no pleasure here, only pain. Cassandra clenched her jaw as the Queen's bristled shaft tugged torturously at her flesh during its withdrawal before pushing her skin and flesh back inside as the Queen's phallus rudely jammed its way back inside Cassandra's ass.

"You belong to me, Cassandra Dworkin," the Queen reiterated as her hard phallus tore Cassandra's soft body apart. She had grown it larger than ever until it reached an absurd size and Cassandra could feel all of its gigantism moving inside her. "You are mine and mine alone. I control every aspect of your mind, your personality, and your body. Your actions are mere whims of mine and any free will I grant you is merely an amusement meant to keep myself entertained. You are nothing more than an extension of my will."

Cassandra cried out in anguish with a loud, long wail of pain as the phallus grew even larger within her bowels. The Queen was merciless, thickening and lengthening her shaft using her extraterrestrial powers until her imitation penis became a grossly giant mockery of the male member. If Cassandra were still human this thing would have rent her apart but since she was no longer Cassandra had no choice but to take it as her organs shifted unnaturally to accommodate the giant cock filling her.

The pain of the abnormally-sized implement sliding in and out of Cassandra's most vulnerable and sensitive entrance was excruciating, unlike anything she'd ever endured. Cassandra could hardly stand it, this damage felt like she was giving birth and having rectal surgery at the same time she ran a marathon. Cassandra's lover gripped her wide, bony hips tightly as she destroyed Cassandra's anus with quick, deep penetrations intended to maximize the pain inflicted upon Cassandra. The plop of the Queen's thighs and crotch slapping continuously against Cassandra's large bottom echoed through the chamber.

Why is she doing this? Cassandra lamented inside her mind. I thought she loved me?

Cassandra thought the pain was causing her to hallucinate. The room spun around and though she remained firmly in place on all fours like the Queen's pet dog Cassandra felt like she was being lifted higher and higher. Cassandra gasped when the Queen snuck into her brain and penetrated her mind as deeply as her body. She could feel the Queen's tendrils probing her thoughts and violating her privacy. The world turned black.

Cassandra had returned to that place again. The dark place. Somehow she kept being transported here. Darkness surrounded her in every direction, as far as the eye could see. There was no sky, no ground, no landscape, only black.

All the hurt, all the damage Cassandra suffered at the Queen's cruel hand had disappeared as if the abuse never occurred. As Cassandra looked around she realized she was not alone. The ghostly images of several thousand women appeared all around Cassandra though these phantoms stood locked in place completely unmoving. The ghosts were oblivious to both Cassandra's presence and to each other's, they waited in silence without movement or sound. Several of these women were known to Cassandra personally. She saw her sister Anna, her mother Rebecca, Sherri, Alexis, Catherine, and on and on.

Each woman had a line of red light tied around them which tethered them to something unseen that resided somewhere far-off. One woman, one line each. But as Cassandra inspected more closely she found the only exception. Natalie had two glowing red lines wrapped around her and curiously when Cassandra followed one of them to their source she found that it led back to Cassandra's self. Like the others, Natalie's second line faded into the distance as it stretched toward a different source.

When Cassandra followed Natalie's line back to herself she looked down at her naked body. Here Cassandra stood upright on both feet though no floor existed. She knew back in the real world she still sat dutifully upon on all fours. The tether tying Cassandra to Natalie wrapped countless times around Cassandra's waist and as she focused Cassandra found several thousand more glowing lines circling her and constricting her form. These lines were so numerous that the accumulated red light blinded Cassandra so her body was no longer visible through the thousand strings of light. She was glowing red, the most powerful light in the darkness, a goddess in human form. While several of these lines connected Cassandra to the other women standing around her most of them tied Cassandra to something much larger and more ominous.

Cassandra flashed back and forth between this dark dreamworld and her own reality. Pain. Peace. Punishment. Quietude. A fullness beyond all human reckoning tearing her apart from inside. The Queen penetrated through Cassandra's extraterrestrial organ that most closely approximated the colon and prodded deeper within her body. Despite her agony, Cassandra's body naturally shifted to accommodate the Queen's intensive probing.

What the hell is she trying to prove? Cassandra wondered. Doesn't she realize my devotion? I'd do anything for her. Why can't she see that?

{You are mine, Cassandra Dworkin} the Queen sent directly into a mind befuddled and confused by the most terrible agony. {Don't you dare forget it. All your thoughts and desires exist only as I will them to}

No. This isn't right. Fuck her and this abusive, controlling bullshit.

The Queen probed deeper into Cassandra's brain as she violated her mind as thoroughly as she did Cassandra's body. The alien goddess assumed total control over Cassandra, holding her fast by the grip of her long brown hair and pressing down on Cassandra's back while she slid an impossible length in and out of Cassandra's surrendered body. Her tentacles constricted around Cassandra's torso and waist, crushing her body in their grip. Cassandra knew if this continued for much longer her mind would be utterly broken. There would be nothing left. She would become little more than an empty shell, an eternal existence as a mindless alien slavegirl who happened to wear human skin. Maybe that was what the Queen truly wanted of her, what she had desired all along. No equal partnership here, just a warm body to bow and scrape for the Queen that she could also fuck whenever she wanted.

This would be the end then. Cassandra's mind would be shattered and a drooling husk with a gaping wound for an asshole would be all that remained. Her identity, her personality, her consciousness would all crumble to dust once the Queen crushed what little freedom and will remained to her.

The final thoughts racing through Cassandra's mind all concerned Eden. Who would take care of her child once Cassandra was gone? Would she possess enough mental capacity to remain capable of tending to Eden? Could she trust the Queen not to use their daughter as Cassandra had been used?

A sense of resistance rekindled within Cassandra. Power built inside her like a candlelight flaring into a flaming torch and it just kept growing stronger and stronger. Cassandra endured the pain and violation being inflicted upon her and in enduring she grew stronger from using those unwanted sensations as a fuel to drive her. All the negative energy and the hurt Cassandra experienced were transformed. Cassandra viewed herself in an out-of-body experience, looking down upon herself supplicating on her knees in reality but also standing tall and proud in that shadow place where she held untold power.
In the dark realm, Cassandra gaped with openmouthed wonder as red glowing lines snapped from around her torso and started whipping away from her body. The lines connecting her to the other women remained tethered but the ones tying her to the master of this realm were dwindling from several thousand to only a few hundred. Cassandra smiled as she realized who that master was.

In the true realm, the tentacles wrapped tightly around Cassandra's body recoiled as if they had come into contact with something toxic. They squirmed as they unwinded from around Cassandra's body like they couldn't get away from her fast enough. Cassandra sensed the Queen's confusion and terror as Cassandra's bowels were emptied of hard, alien flesh from the Queen quickly withdrawing her phallus from the stinging pain she felt inside Cassandra's nearly prolapsed anus. Cassandra's tentacles helped shove the Queen out of her and after her exit they waved at the Queen tauntingly from within Cassandra's immense gape.

The Queen's intrusions into Cassandra's brain also left her open and vulnerable. Cassandra lashed out with all the will she could muster and directed what felt like the most powerful and dangerous sending she'd ever conjured straight into the Queen's mind. If she'd done this to a regular Hivesister Cassandra probably would've killed them. The Queen screamed with shock and fury as Cassandra mounted an all-out psychic assault upon her consciousness.

{"I am my own person!"} Cassandra screamed out loud and into the Queen's mind simultaneously. {"You do not own me!"}

The Queen fell backwards and held an arm out behind herself to keep from toppling over ignominiously. She breathed heavily with exertion and looked so pale and near to passing out. Cassandra had never seen the Queen so weak. Cassandra rolled over and scooted away from her mate while she rubbed at her sore asshole trying to soothe the pain away. The gaping hole she found there was distressingly large and not closing of its own volition. Cassandra's ass had experienced some serious trauma and would take time to heal. A few hours at least.

"What. The Fuck. Was that," Cassandra growled with anger.

"I'm sorry!" the Queen wailed with grief.

Cassandra was struck by how human the creature looked right now as she sat back on her heels. Her mystique had faded temporarily and for a moment Cassandra saw the Queen as she truly was: A weak and broken creature still unsure what to do with all these incredible abilities she possessed. Cassandra pitied her as much as she loved her.

The two lovers, wives, partners, and mates stared at each other, neither speaking nor sending for several minutes but spending that time instead guessing what the other might be thinking. The Queen stared at Cassandra with intense scrutiny like she didn't recognize her anymore.

Finally the Queen croaked in a raspy voice, "I wondered when your latent abilities would manifest themselves again."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Cassandra accused.

Cassandra was so done with the Queen's mysterious, dissembling act which was just a bullshit front she used to hold back important information. Cassandra deserved to learn the truth for once though she did gulp nervously at realizing exactly how many times in the last few minutes she'd defied a being who could easily end her existence.

"I'm still unsure whether it was some unique genetic mutation, the next stage of evolution for your species, or an act of divine intervention that gave you your powers," the Queen mused.

"What powers?" Cassandra wondered. "All the powers I possess were granted to me by you."

"I speak of the powers you were born with innately," the Queen explained with a shake of her head. "The psychic imprint of your birth traversed both time and space to reach me. I heard your call as clear as day when you entered this world even though you were galaxies away. It was because you that I was drawn to this world in the first place though it took nearly the entire span of your lifetime for the meteor I was imprisoned within to reach you."

"I don't understand..." Cassandra replied weakly.

"I know you don't understand," the Queen said. "You never have. That's the reason why you blocked off that part of yourself once you started to realize your own capabilities. You denied your own power though sometimes it would leak out unbidden."

"You're talking crazy," Cassandra rationalized as she buried her head in her hands in denial. "You're insane."

"Ah, so do you deny ever suffering fainting spells or seizures as a child then?" the Queen asked contemptuously. "Did you not also possess special knowledge you had no human way of knowing? Did you not perform impossible feats? Did sometimes you feel as if the very thoughts and emotions of others spoke into your mind?"

Cassandra sat on her knees with her eyes closed while she rocked back and forth in grim denial.

"Do you deny seeing me in your mind like you were actually there at the very instant I crashed upon this pathetic floating sphere of ice and rock?" the Queen wondered with amusement. "I could see you. You leaped out of bed and once you overcame your fear you wantonly masturbated yourself back to sleep like the primitive unevolved ape you were back then.

I arrived here on this Earth intent on conquering this paltry world and finding the one who called me here. Oh yes, Cassandra. You and only you are the reason for all of this. The invasion, the kidnappings, the seductions, the assimilations, the murders, the war. All because of you! Doesn't that make you feel special?"

Cassandra shook her head in denial though the Queen's words hit her hard as she slowly accepted their truth.

"Do you know that you are the only one in the entire Hive who could have resisted me?" The Queen asked. "With the vast number of my seedpods filling your insides you should be a thousand times more subservient to me than any of the others. Yet you continue to defy me at every turn. Which only shows that the love and loyalty you've given me are genuine and I really do thank you for that. You and you alone have managed to pierce the veil to view the interior of the Hivemind. Why do you think that is?"

"I haven't the faintest," Cassandra quietly answered. "Though I'm sure you're about to tell me. You know, I always preferred the stories where the exposition is parsed out rather than infodumped."

"It's because you are enormously, uniquely special, my dearest," said the Queen as she wore a disarmingly bright smile on her face. "That's why I love you so much."

"You call this love?" Cassandra accused as she cinched her thumb and index finger together. "You were this close to obliterating me entirely."

"I would never," the Queen scoffed indignantly. "You have to understand Cassandra, I've never experienced emotions like these before. For a longer time than your world has existed, I never experienced emotions period. I knew only hatred. And ambition. I still do not quite understand what love is or the other ill feelings that can be related to it such as jealousy or suspicion. I reacted... poorly. I hate feeling that way about you. I only want the love, not the negativity."

"I thought we were no longer capable of envy or dislike for our Hivesisters."

"Hivesisters are still partially human and still experience human emotions. They are simply unable to act upon those feelings if doing so would oppose a Hivesister or circumvent the will of the Hive. But you and I are not like them, are we Cassandra?"

"So all this time I thought you really loved me," Cassandra lamented. "That I was your soulmate, your heart of hearts. That we would live together forever with Eden somewhere out there amongst the stars. But you don't even know what love is. You may not even be capable of feeling love."

"Come here, my sweet," the Queen said with encouragement. "I need to feel your touch and I believe you need to feel mine as well. Let me show you how I truly feel for you. Please?"

Cassandra was hesitant to obey at first but enough of her devotion to this alien goddess remained that she couldn't resist the Queen's open, inviting arms. She sat next to the Queen and felt her lover's soft hand caress her face. Cassandra closed her eyes and sighed at the Queen's touch. Cassandra still felt tingling sparks at the Queen's contact just like the first time they ever touched and that sensation only strengthened as the Queen kissed Cassandra on her forehead and the side of her cheek.

Powerful waves of emotion crashed over Cassandra as the Queen's mind opened to her. When they linked Cassandra knew the Queen's mind like it was her own and for the first time in their relationship she could feel all the Queen's emotions pouring out unguarded and totally bared. Cassandra wept at the beauty of it, still in utter disbelief that anyone could love her with such depth of feeling. Cassandra knew the Queen's true heart and knew for certain now that this fragile, dangerous being inhabiting a human woman's body truly did love her.

"So were you jealous of Natalie and I?" Cassandra wondered once her sobbing had subsided and she'd wiped her tears away. "You never felt that way when I laid with the countless other women I've assimilated."

"In a way," the Queen admitted. "I sensed a connection between the two of you. Then I grew so angry at her unintended betrayal that I lost control of my temper. I had been so happy here with you and Eden, the happiest I'd been in all the eons of my life. I didn't want our peaceful time together to end so soon. But you defended that traitor and risked yourself to protect her. You humans are odd creatures."

"And I'm the oddest of them all," Cassandra said with a smile as she kissed her Queen on her perfectly luscious red lips.

"Truer than you know," the Queen agreed with a rare laugh.

"No wonder we belong together," Cassandra whispered.

Cassandra dared to lay her hand over the Queen's naked breast and though she detected nothing beating inside her chest Cassandra sent to her {You should know by now that no one could ever take your place in my heart}

Cassandra reached between the Queen's legs and grabbed the stiff phallus that still remained fully erect though much reduced in size. She used her fisted hand to play with the malleable length of the hardened shaft, stroking the surprisingly soft flesh upward and downward.

"Does this feel good?" Cassandra asked.

{Yes} the Queen sent with a sharp gasp and a nod of her head.

"I can never really tell with you," Cassandra admitted. "You're entirely without emotion even when you're giving a lady the ride of her life. Sometimes copulation seems like a bore to you, a chore you have to do but don't particularly enjoy. Don't you like it when you implant your seed inside me?"

{Yesssss...} the Queen hissed into Cassandra's mind. {It's never once been a chore with you, Cassandra. With the others maybe, but never with you}

"I love when you sow your seed inside me," Cassandra agreed breathlessly. "There's nothing I enjoy more than feeling a part of you within me, feeling it penetrate me as it changes me and makes me more like you. I sometimes wish we could meld entirely, our bodies and souls becoming as one. That way I know I would be with you forever."

{So a few minutes ago you feared I would wipe your mind clean but now you're wishing I could subsume you entirely?} the Queen sent with a questioning lift of her eyebrow.

"Queen, one of these days we need to have a long conversation about the meaning of consent."

"Ahhhhhh..." the Queen groaned as Cassandra squeezed her phallus and pumped it up and down with greater insistency.

Cassandra added her mouth to the mix as well, leaning over to take the first few inches of the Queen's phallus between her lips and sucking on it like a popsicle. Her shaft tasted like dried Essence, fresh ass, and the Queen's unnatural flavor, a delicious combination. Cassandra's mouth opened wider as she plunged down the Queen's shaft, swallowing its length until she engulfed all of it deep inside her throat with nary a gag reflex. Cassandra slowly pulled off the Queen's stiff rod, her mouth making a loud popping noise when her lips spat the head of the Queen's cock out of her mouth along with a generous portion of frothy drool.

"Would such a thing even be possible?" Cassandra wondered with sloppy saliva still connecting her lips to the head of the Queen's phallus. "A melding?"

"I'm unsure," the Queen admitted. "It should be possible for us to combine and to make you my new host body but I'm afraid to try. I'm too worried I might lose you in the process."

"That's sweet of you to say," Cassandra remarked as she climbed over the Queen's outstretched legs and straddled her with the short skirt of her dress billowing over the Queen's lap.

Cassandra used her leaking slit to tease the very tip of the Queen's cock, dipping only the merest amount of the Queen's phallus into her pussy. The Queen squirmed uncomfortably beneath Cassandra; her liege was not one to endure teasing well.

"Should we find out?" Cassandra asked. "I want you to be within me, to be a part of me forever and ever. You scared me earlier when you threatened to subsume my consciousness but if you consumed me out of love rather than anger that would be something entirely different."

"This is not reversible," the Queen warned. "You would be erased, your thoughts and memories would be incorporated into mine. Possibly your personality as well. We would become one but I would be the dominant persona. What of your mother and sister then? What of Eden?"

"I would still be with them," Cassandra assured her. "Just as part of you."

Cassandra slid her squishy wet pussy slowly down the Queen's shaft and grinned at the expression of pure pleasure showing on the Queen's face. She had never seen her majesty this worked up before and Cassandra decided to use that excitement to her advantage. Cassandra's vaginal cavity stretched and spread open to conform to the immense length and girth of the Queen's almost comically-sized phallus. Cassandra groaned as her lover filled her body up with tingling, stimulating alien meat. She reached down to fondle the Queen's large, immaculate breasts while she rode her hard. Cassandra propped herself up on both feet in a squatting position so every bounce and drop of her hips and pelvis received the entire measure of the Queen's shaft into her body. Her hungry cunt swallowed the Queen and then spat her out again and again.

"I'm going to do everything tonight," Cassandra declared as she patted the Queen on her cheek while sitting all the way down on the Queen's cock and wriggling around with the entire length inside her. "And you'll just sit there and take it like a good girl."

"Okay," the Queen quietly gasped as Cassandra used the slick opening of her genitals to work the Queen's phallus.

"What if I fucked you in your cunt, mistress?" Cassandra asked as her intense arousal started her clitoris to grow though she didn't yet shape it into a phallus.

"No one's ever done that before," the Queen groaned as she grabbed ahold of Cassandra's large, sexy ass and used her grip on the supple flesh of Cassandra's plump cheeks to guide her hole right down onto the Queen's cock. "I would destroy anyone who attempted to violate me using penetration. But I would allow you this privilege, my Cassandra."

"I'm going to fuck you so hard," Cassandra promised as she rode her Queen. "Repayment for earlier. You'll finally learn how it feels to be penetrated by something so massive your body will never feel the same again. I'm going to bend you over and take you again and again until you know you're all mine."

"Yes, Cassandra!" the Queen cried as her body flexed and stretched in the throes of an imminent climax. "Please take me! I want you to!"

The Queen had grown even larger inside Cassandra as her excitement increased. Cassandra worked her body up and down the Queen's cock methodically, her swollen pussy lips clinging tightly to the stiff member as she asserted dominance over one of the most powerful beings in the universe. The Queen squeezed Cassandra's full buttocks and smacked her on the ass while continuing to guide her Daughter-Wife's movements.

Suddenly the Queen sat up with a worried expression on her face. She remained inside Cassandra but made no movement to prolong their lovemaking.

"What's wrong?" Cassandra asked with concern at the immediate change to the Queen's demeanor.

Cassandra had really gotten the Queen going for a while there. She would have liked to continue so she might see how the Queen's more liberated sexual behavior progressed.

"Did you not feel that?" the Queen replied worriedly. "Focus. You can see further than you realize, Cassandra."

Cassandra closed her eyes and she concentrated for a moment before her eyelids flashed open with alarm.

"They're coming?"

"The outer defenses have fallen," the Queen quickly explained. "The four bases nearest to us in each direction were all attacked simultaneously. The attacks were coordinated so even with our psychic links we would have little warning. Every single Hivesister garrisoned at those forts is dead, incinerated by an all-out no-quarters offensive. Our enemy is already here."

"How could this happen?"

"The Human Defense Force outplayed us. They feigned an attack to the north so we would divert our resources to that region and let our guard down while they split their forces to attack each surrounding base. Now their four armies are converging on our location."

"I need to find Eden," Cassandra cried with dismay.

The Queen nodded and added, "I will recall all of our available forces within two hundred miles. The ones who still survive, at least. We have no choice but to use this base for our defensive stand. We will stay downstairs in the bunker while battle commences."

"Will our reinforcements make it here in time if we send for them immediately?" Cassandra asked hopefully.

"No, they are hours away yet. The enemy will be here in fifteen minutes."

~~~

Captain Skern peered through the lenses of his binoculars at the once-hidden compound located less than 500 yards away. The dust trails made by the breakneck speed of their transports still floated aimlessly in the late afternoon sky behind him. Skern was near enough to sight women patrolling the battlements of this secret base and hastily assembling artillery at positions interspersed throughout the fenceline perimeter of the facility. Skern's prone position at the very top of a nearby hill concealed his presence from their scouts. For now.

"We have you now, bitches," Skern said under his breath with uncontained glee.

The Soulless had surely detected the loss of their outer defenses by now. The enemies at those bases had been slaughtered to a woman with only minimal casualties suffered by the HDF. Even after it became clear that the might of the U.S. military would win the day Soulless soldiers continued fighting to the death taking several brave servicemen with them. Fortunately the HDF had plenty more young and eager lads to buffet those expendable losses.

"What do you see, Captain?" the Colonel asked as he crouched beside Skern.

Skern glanced over at the elderly man who ostensibly led this military operation. That old fuck should have retired for good but he had been called back into duty after the domestic terrorists rather successfully attempted a coup d'etat.

Skern grimaced at him. The Colonel was frail. Weak. Too eager to negotiate or retreat rather than attack. Definitely not the man for this sort of job.

"They know we're coming," Skern finally replied. "There's a flurry of activity going on inside those fences. No one's attempting to escape, they must know we've got them surrounded on all sides. They're entrenching within the fenceline and the soldiers that are outdoors are cowering behind their mortars waiting for us to come within range of their artillery."
"We should strike the artillery first then," the Colonel suggested. "Disable their long-range capabilities before we attempt a frontal assault."

Skern shrugged and agreed, "Under your command."

Captain Skern turned to bark orders at his subordinates, "Begin the strike! Secure our perimeter so no flanking forces can surprise us! Disable their artillery and eliminate any Soulless who takes up arms to fight!"

Captain Skern grinned as the officers behind him mobilized their units. Sabotage, theft, and other subversive actions undertaken by the Soulless during their coup severely handicapped the military arsenal available to the HDF. Their available equipment was not even close to what the U.S. military used to enjoy. Still, they managed to scrounge up some tanks, RPGs, mortars, helicopters, and even a fighter jet for this battle to end all battles.The Human Defense Force still maintained control over the nuclear arsenal though none on the Superior Council dared to suggest deploying a nuclear weapon on American soil in a populated area. But with the HDF's superior arms and numbers, the eradication of the enemy would soon be at hand.

"Do you think we are ready?" the Colonel asked wearily.

"Of course," Skern insisted. "We've been working to this end for months. The total destruction of the Soulless threat."

"I meant mentally ready," the Colonel corrected.

Skern tired of how damn philosophical this crusty old bastard was getting in his elder years.

"Are we prepared to contend with the moral stain of murdering all these women?" the Colonel philosophized. "Is it right for us to do so? Are we saving humanity by destroying it? Also, have they any surprises for us we are not expecting? We've fought these Soulless enough times to know that when they are cornered with no chance for escape they will fight like animals to the death. I fear there will be much blood shed today. On both sides."

This is what happens when a soldier grows old instead of dying honorably in battle, Skern thought with resentment. Who cares about the morality of war when the future of the entire human race is at stake?

"I have a few tricks up my sleeve as well," Captain Skern assured the Colonel. "This ends here. On this day. By the end of the evening I plan to dance on top of the corpse of an alien bitch."

Skern brought his walkie-talkie up to his mouth and shouted his order into the receiver, "Begin the attack!"

~~~

Alexis adjusted her spectacles as she stood high up on a ledge facing the hill where the enemy had been sighted. Regrettably, the soldiers of the opposing force were arrayed just outside the range of the artillery they commandeered from an army stockpile at the beginning of the war. Her eyes kept watch over the skies, she saw the enemy slowly mobilizing but they had not begun their attack yet which made Alexis wonder whether they had any air support.

I am so fucking stupid, Alexis admonished herself as she gritted her teeth with worry.

For some silly reason the other Hivesisters looked to her as some kind of leader. Alexis had been responsible for the distribution of forces in the northeast quadrant and she realized only too late that she spread her forces too thinly. Alexis assumed erroneously that the outer bases surrounding their secret headquarters would provide enough protection and that they only needed to keep a perfunctory garrison at this central base to provide defense. She hadn't planned on all four nearby bases being hit at the same time by insurmountable forces but because the enemy knew their precise location the HDF was able to surround their position and entrap them.

The entire stratagem for the war changed once Cassandra became pregnant with the Queen's child. The primary focus for the Hive shifted to protecting Eden at all costs. That girl was the future of the Hive and quite possibly the future for the entire human race. Alexis should have moved Eden and Cassandra the day after the birth but Alexis knew they were both too exhausted from the ordeal of childbirth to travel yet.

Now the outer bases that provided their true defense and should have masked the actual location of their headquarters had fallen as one in a coordinated attack. The reinforcements they did have would be too late arriving to help in this coming battle. Alexis hadn't glimpsed enough of the forces arrayed against them to make an accurate count but their army appeared massive in comparison to the Hive's paltry defense. One way or another, this day would mark the end of the war.

It was no wonder that Alexis was a poor strategist. She had no military background to speak of. The Hivesisters who were former soldiers or military officers told her she had a natural gift for military leadership but perhaps their words were mere flattery given to the redheaded woman who had just finished going down on them. Admittedly Alexis was very brave in battle though perhaps foolhardy would be the more appropriate descriptor. How else would you term the first person to rush into oncoming gunfire?

Flashback: 2nd Day After Contact

Two years ago Alexis hardly would have believed what this future held for her. Back then she had been a dorky, frumpy girl with zero love life and a boring job as a graphic designer at a fashion magazine that was a few years from failing. Despite her dislike for the job, Alexis felt devastated when she lost employment at Fashionistas due to staff layoffs. But the day after she was fired the editor-in-chief for the magazine invited Alexis into her office and recommended her for a very alternative employment opportunity. Catherine O'Hara sat on her desk and spread her legs wide apart, offering Alexis another chance at Fashionistas if she merely knelt before Catherine and used her mouth and tongue to please her boss' hairy, dried-up old pussy.

Catherine possessed a rank, nasty fifty year-old cunt with a sharp odor that made Alexis' nose curl. Her pussy lips were puffy and swollen with arousal, their pink folds barely peeking through the mass of dark unkempt curls obscuring Catherine's mons. Alexis had never seen a naked woman up close before and the wantonness of Catherine's audacious display shocked and aroused Alexis in equal measure.

Cassandra warned Alexis that Catherine might try this. Their boss had attempted the same harassment with Alexis' work bestie earlier in the morning though Cassandra successfully resisted Catherine's indecent proposition. Alexis on the hand lowered herself to her knees almost against her will as she pushed apart Catherine's flabby thighs to better sight the forbidden treasure hidden between them.

Catherine wore the most wicked grin as she played with Alexis' long, dark-red hair and drew her mouth ever closer toward her swampy cunt. Alexis rubbed her nose against Catherine's soft curls as she worked her tongue inside of Catherine's wrinkled, gaping slit. Alexis' first time with a woman was gross. Catherine boasted a powerful, overripe flavor that made Alexis grimace and gag upon her initial taste of the juice seeping out of Catherine's gash. But Alexis fought through her distaste once she discovered that the longer she licked Catherine the sweeter her flavor became.

Alexis felt totally lost as she lapped at the squishy-wet center between Catherine's fat pussy lips and tasted a woman for the first time. Catherine gleefully stared down at Alexis with an evil gleam in her dead eyes and a devilish smile on her face as she curled her fingers through Alexis' hair and stroked the space behind Alexis' earlobes possessively.

"What an obedient little pet!" Catherine mockingly exclaimed. "Now clean your master, pet. Oh yes, all the dirty bits."

Catherine pushed Alexis' mouth lower until her tongue found the wrinkled furrow of Catherine's filthy asshole. Catherine groaned and gave Alexis an approving pat on the head as the tip of Alexis' tongue dipped inside her stinking, sweaty anus. Catherine's large, saggy buttocks ballooned over Alexis' cheeks and pushed back her glasses as Catherine leaned back on her desk to give the nerdy designer a better angle for her darting tongue to penetrate Catherine's asshole.

Catherine's hand tapping the top of Alexis' scalp encouragingly only solidified what Alexis was now. She truly was Catherine's pet, her little fucktoy and her vessel for Catherine to release all her come into. The thought made Alexis cream through her pants and she hastily returned her mouth to Catherine's now-delicious snatch. She pushed Catherine's flabby thighs back into the desk so her knees rested next to her head where Alexis could devour her. Alexis understand how wrong this situation was but her insistently lapping tongue couldn't stop trying to milk the come out of Catherine's pussy.

Without warning, Catherine cried out and held Alexis' mouth tightly against her cunt as a creamy, sticky discharge erupted into Alexis' busily working mouth with a sick squelching noise. Alexis' body fell slack, her eyes rolled back in her head and vaginal fluids soaked through her underwear and pants to drip to the floor beneath her when she tasted Essence for the first time. Alexis had been so lost and confused before but now she was found.

Once she had a taste Alexis couldn't get enough. She allowed Catherine to use her again and again until Alexis' face became a come-splattered mess with creamy Essence that smeared across the lenses of her glasses until all her vision was blurred. Alexis wore her creamy mask proudly when she left Catherine's office and returned to her desk to keep working.

As much as she loved imbibing Catherine's Essence over the next few days, a different urge began to motivate Alexis' actions. She wished to share this incredible experience with as many other women as possible. Alexis couldn't believe Cassandra turned down every one of her offers and propositions. Why couldn't she understand how amazing it felt to slurp up creamy Essence as it bubbled out of another woman's pussy? Fortunately, Alexis' coworkers proved much more amenable to her seductive ploys. Especially that saucy young intern, Naomi.

542nd Day After Contact

After Alexis' subsequent assimilation by the Queen (where Alexis displayed far less hesitancy at fucking a tentacled alien than most of her fellow females) she devoted herself entirely to the Hive and to fulfilling the Queen's mission of conquest on Earth. Alexis was a true believer, firm in her faith to her Queen, to the transformative qualities of the Hive that had changed her life for the better, and sure in her belief of the good the Hive could do in this world. When the time came for war, no Hivesister trained harder or fought more ferociously than Alexis.

Call her evil and a traitor if you will but Alexis did what she did for the Queen and her Hive which had given her sad life meaning and created a new existence of perpetual pleasure for Alexis to bask in with all the depravity she could ever desire. She did it for Cassandra, her closest friend though she realized Cassandra had never quite cared for her the same way. Alexis even did it for that old broad Catherine whom she had once despised but now felt eternally grateful to for opening the door to this beautiful brand new world. She did it for all her Sisters whom she loved unceasingly. Alexis would gladly lay down her life for the Hive she so loved.

The old Alexis never could have conceived of the badass she might become under the right circumstances. She certainly never would have believed she'd someday have a harem of beautiful women fighting over the chance to sleep with the Hero of Nine Battles. The Hivesisters nicknamed her the Red Fox. How fucking cool was that? But when the first artillery shell whistled through the air and then fell upon their base with a clamor to dismantle the nearest fenceline Alexis knew she was about to face her greatest test.

"I'm sorry we couldn't get you back to Guatemala in time," Alexis told the beautiful, dark-haired and tan-skinned woman crouching next to her once the deafening boom of an explosion and the screeching sound of twisting metal died down.

A group of three tanks treaded the ground as they approached the damaged portion of the fence. Alexis heard the loud hum of helicopter propellers closing on their position though the aerial machines remained at a safe distance away where accurately targeting them with anti-air weapons would be next to impossible.

Marguerite shrugged and replied, "I didn't believe it to be possible anyway."

"You know we'll find them," Alexis assured the Central American girl in reference to her missing mother and sister.

"You have more faith than I, senora," Marguerite replied forlornly.

The two women shared a bed often during this last week together. Alexis had gained a reputation within the Hive as a shameless womanizer but ever since she turned Marguerite Alexis had become hopelessly infatuated with the tough Latina girl. She'd hogged all of Marguerite's attention and couldn't keep off her long enough for Cassandra or the Queen to formally assimilate Marguerite into the Hive. The 24-hour grace period where prospective assimilants couldn't be allowed to consume any Essence proved too difficult for Alexis and Marguerite to abstain long enough.

Alexis couldn't help her heart from going out to the damaged young woman. If they survived this night she vowed to actually have Cassandra assimilate Marguerite so then Alexis could accompany her girlfriend back to Guatemala. Alexis would then help Marguerite hunt down and kill every single gang member who murdered Marguerite's brothers and her father. They would also rescue Marguerite's mother and sister who had been kidnapped and raped by the militants before being sold into sexual slavery.

Alexis' sharp eyes picked out soldiers mobilizing in the far distance. Soon now, very soon. After a few test shots to stabilize their targeting, the enemy mortars finalized their position and every piece of artillery aimed right in her and Marguerite's direction. Helicopters hovered in the distance, waiting. For a fleeting moment, all was silent. Then Alexis' gaze drifted skyward when she heard the veering of an airplane high up above right as a fighter jet skipped through a white patch of cloud.

"Take cover!" Alexis screamed at the top of her lungs.

Seconds later, the entire base shook as the plane dive-bombed the facility from out of the darkening sky and dropped its payload right on top of them. A ragged, gaping hole formed in center of the enclave's roof which caused a fire that quickly spread to burn trapped Hivesisters alive. Hivesisters who weren't engaged in the fighting rushed to put out the flames and rescue as many of their trapped and seared comrades as possible.

In a coordinated attack, the artillery launched it shells with military precision immediately afterward and wreaked havoc upon the Hive's fortifications. Hivesisters returned fire with their guns and launched their own volley of shells in response but they were hopelessly outgunned. The counterattack probably caused half the number of casualties to the HDF as what the Hive just suffered and even that estimate was being generous.

Once the shock and terror of the initial attack wore off, Alexis peered through the smoke to survey the damage. The integrity of their base had been compromised and Alexis already sighted soldiers pouring through holes in the outermost fences. The infiltrators took cover and began firing at will upon any woman they sighted. Blood splattered the walls nearby Alexis and after a quick assessment it appeared nearly half of the women under Alexis' command had been casualties of the artillery fire. Alexis tried her best to ignore the random parts of women she had fiercely loved strewn all about the battlements.

Marguerite had been one of the few survivors. The young woman looked wide-eyed with frighten at the up-close encounter with the precariousness of her own mortality but Marguerite had lived a hard enough life already that Alexis knew she would recover quickly.

"Don't just stare, return fire!" Alexis bellowed. "Make them pay!"

The remaining women still able to hold a weapon directed their gunfire at the soldiers cutting through the fence. A firefight erupted with both sides exchanging bullets that took down one combatant after another. Alexis noticed with dismay that two of her Hivesisters fell for every one human soldier. With their link binding them all together, Alexis could feel every Sister's death as if it were her own. Instead of weakening her resolve or shutting her down emotionally, the rampant loss of life only made Alexis very, very pissed off.

"Help me with this RPG," Alexis growled at Marguerite.

Marguerite had only a weeks worth of weapons training to draw upon and she nearly fumbled the grenade as she loaded it into the launcher. Once properly loaded, Alexis swung the launcher around and looked through the mounted sight to quickly determine the nearest target that would cause the most damage. She found a battalion of soldiers walking alongside a rolling tank that they mistakenly believed would provide them cover. Alexis wasted no time before squeezing the trigger and readying her body to oppose the recoil of the launcher firing. The rocket flew true to its mark and bodies flew into the air as the sound of a fiery explosion cut through the cacophony of gunfire surrounding them.

The tank flipped completely over until it landed on its top with a clanking thud and a cloud of dust. Alexis saw flailing arms reaching through openings on the side of the vehicle in a desperate bid to escape. Instead of exploding, the tank slowly flared up until the entire vehicle was aflame. Even from her perch near the roof of the base Alexis heard the screams of men burning alive inside the iron beast.

Alexis counted with approval eight dead and at least twice as more wounded not including whoever died trapped in that tank. Opposing gunfire was aimed at Alexis' position and she caught a bullet through her thigh before taking cover behind a copse facing away from the battle. Precious red fluid poured down Alexis' leg and she scented the hot iron smell of her own blood in the air as she gritted her teeth in pain.

"You're hurt!" Marguerite exclaimed when she saw the spreading red stain soaking through Alexis' camouflage pants.

"I'll be a lot worse than just hurt if we lose this battle," Alexis grumbled as she strafed around the corner of the building and managed to kill two more soldiers approaching the base from the south before backing off to reload her weapon.

A loud, thundering woosh sounded above them as the airplane made another pass at their base. This was followed by a frighteningly inevitable whistling noise.

"Mios Diosa..." Marguerite whimpered as they listened to the ever-increasing volume of the bomb's descent.

Alexis grabbed Marguerite and dove on top of her so she would be completely covered by Alexis' body. Another time this action might be interpreted as erotic but sex was the furthest thing from Alexis' mind as the bomb struck an already weakened roof. The entire world seemed to shake though the bomb landed far enough away that only a few spare pieces of shrapnel pierced through the armor shielding Alexis' back. A section of the base from the roof to the main floor was now destroyed with who knows how many Hivesisters killed in the explosion. The Red Fox was quite fortunate that none of the sharp pieces of rock and metal hit her spine or penetrated deep enough to damage any organs. Blood seeped down her back in thick gushes however.

"Are you okay?" Alexis asked Marguerite as she lay beneath her breathing heavily with fear and exertion.

"Not really," came Marguerite's candid reply. "But I'm not hurt either."
Alexis looked down to verify Marguerite had been truthful in her self-assessment and took an extra second to appreciate the Guatemalan beauty's nice rack filling out the material of her shirt before she struggled back up to her feet. Putting any weight on her leg felt agonizing but Alexis didn't have much choice. Alexis groaned as she stood up dizzily and she had to hold her arm against a nearby wall to keep herself upright. She felt lightheaded all of a sudden but she couldn't be certain whether that was due to a concussion or from loss of blood. Marguerite reached out and grabbed Alexis' arm to help steady her.

"You're hurt," Marguerite observed.

"I've had worse," Alexis replied in a snarky British accent. "Tis but a flesh wound."

When Marguerite stared blankly at Alexis for the beat of a few seconds Alexis added, "Guess you've never seen the Holy Grail then. Such a shame that my nerdy pop culture references are always wasted on you, Marguerite."

The sounds of combat resurfaced as the opponents traded bullets and shells yet again. The ruckus coming from the Hivesister's portion of the battlefield was distressingly quieter than before. Alexis gritted her teeth and fought through the pain in her thigh and back as she lifted her rifle and fired a few more rounds at the enemy. Marguerite, inspired by her injured companion's bravery, followed Alexis' example and raised her own gun. The squeeze of a trigger later and Marguerite bagged the first kill of her lifetime. She could feel conflicted over the murder of another human being later, for now her only thoughts were of survival.

Alexis and Marguerite ducked for cover behind one of the blown-out walls once the soldiers finally realized where the best Soulless sharpshooter who had been decimating their ranks was located. The intensity of the gunfire directed toward Alexis and Marguerite prevented the two from exposing themselves to mount a counterattack and there seemed to be no escape from this position. Alexis looked around frantically inside the wall and discovered a section where the floor had fallen through after the most recent bomb caused a collapse. They could drop down to the floor below and then make a run for a less exposed location. Their only other option was to go back outside for a brave but foolish last stand.

Alexis wished Marguerite had been assimilated so she could send an image of exactly what she intended in order to circumvent the deafening noise of battle. Instead, Alexis motioned her plan to Marguerite and the Latina readily agreed. Marguerite signaled that she wanted Alexis to go first due to her injury but Alexis insisted Marguerite jump down before her. Alexis applied a quick and sloppy wrapping to her thigh wound to stem the bleeding and then held Marguerite's hands as she helped lower the woman to the floor below. Just as Marguerite began to descend another payload crashed atop the roof of the compound. Alexis' hand slipped at the unexpected vibration and Marguerite fell twelve feet to the floor below her where she landed on the collapsed rubble and caught her foot between two rocks.

Alexis heard Marguerite's pained scream from below and worried her friend had broken her foot. Alexis cursed and winced with pain as she rolled into the hole while grabbing onto the edge of the pit to use for a ledge. Alexis dropped herself as gracefully as she could manage and fortunately she landed on her feet without breaking anything. Her thigh screamed at her and pumped out a fresh gush of blood when the force of the ground met her feet and legs though.

"Oh fuck," Marguerite swore as she sat up and tried moving her foot.

The sounds of battle echoed through the chamber but were muted by the thick walls of the compound. For the moment they were free from danger. Alexis hastily removed Marguerite's boot and sock so she could inspect her injury.

"Good news!" Alexis observed cheerily. "It's sprained, not broken. We need to get you somewhere safer though. You won't be any good in battle in this condition."

"You're fighting through worse," Marguerite retorted. "It's not like I took a bullet."

"Hey, I've done this before," Alexis explained. "You're just a novice. Let me tie down your ankle to keep the swelling in check at least."

Alexis did her best to help her friend while Marguerite cringed with pain. Alexis was impressed the woman never once cried though she did groan in agony when Alexis tied the bandage around her ankle tight. They both froze when they heard male voices from the other side of the wall facing outside. The outer defenses had all failed and soldiers were now attempting to gain entry into the compound. The following conflict would turn bloody and disastrous as the next stage of battle was fought room to room with the HDF sweeping through the base. The soldiers had only to open the side door entrance not twenty feet away from where Alexis and Marguerite lay and the Hive's enemies would be upon them. They were already banging at the door.

"Get out of here!" Alexis whispered with a nod in the direction of the only other door that led deeper into the compound. "Hop if you have to. Better to look like a fool than a corpse. I'll stay here to cover your exit."

"Like hell you will!" Marguerite exclaimed. "I'm not leaving you!"

"Goddess damn you, you stubborn bitch!" Alexis cursed as the voices from the other side of the wall grew louder. Any second now they would be through.

"Go!"

Alexis grabbed Marguerite's bloodied, dirt-stained cheeks and pulled her in for a last kiss. Alexis used her tongue, giving Marguerite a passionate smooch that Alexis wanted her to remember with fondness for the rest of her hopefully long life. Then Alexis practically threw Marguerite out of the room before sidling up against the wall parallel to the main door. Alexis waited patiently. She saw with relief that Marguerite had listened like a good girl and made her escape, looking only slightly ridiculous hopping on one foot as she departed to relative safely.

Alexis leaned against the wall and waited for the sparking hiss and rocking clamor of a small explosion that caved in the entrance door. A soldier wearing heavy combat gear and brandishing a rifle with a flashlight accessory affixed to the barrel kicked the ruined door out its frame and let it crash to the floor before he entered.

Regular power had failed sometime after the first or second bomb struck the building and aside from the sections with emergency lighting powered by the generator the interior of the base was bathed in the gathering darkness of evening's onset. All the better for Alexis' purposes.

So much adrenaline coursed through Alexis' system that her preoccupied brain registered none of her pain or weariness. Alexis breathed silently as she slid her favorite knife out of its holster. The dagger had a razor-sharp serrated blade with a wicked, curved length. Just before the soldier turned and discovered her hiding spot Alexis slammed the point of the knife right into his windpipe and twisted her wrist hard. She felt the knife catch as it severed muscle, tendon, and bone as Alexis drove it through her enemy's throat. The soldier dropped his weapon in shock and raised his hands up to his torn throat before keeling over.

Alexis raised a handgun with her free limb and fired several rounds through the open door where her highly accurate discharges dispatched many more soldiers before they realized what was happening. She spun back around behind the wall to evade the counterattack but the enemy had learned the Red Fox's tricks. Instead of firing through the door they fired through the cement and plaster of the building exterior right where Alexis stood.

Alexis rocked backward as two bullets opened blossoms of blood and flesh that bloomed from her chest. Alexis collapsed to the floor, her ruined breasts gushing copious amounts of life-sustaining plasma through the twin holes that pierced through her lungs. Alexis coughed up blood that filled her mouth as she wheezed for air. Every gasp for breath was tortuous agony and Alexis knew she was finished. A half-dozen soldiers burst into the room with their rifles pointed at her prone form. Alexis laid so still the soldiers assumed she was already dead.

In her final moment of life, Alexis reflected on what she might have done differently, what choices she could've made that would have prevented her from bleeding to death on a dirty floor in the middle of nowhere. If given the chance, would she go back and change things? Would she reject the Queen's gift if given the option?

Alexis thought of all the beautiful women she'd known and made love to. Her body shivered with cold but her soul was warm when she considered the love she'd shared all too briefly with her dark, haunted lover Marguerite. For the first time in her short life Alexis felt like her existence held meaning.

Fuck it, I'd still do it all over again, Alexis thought with a smile of gratitude for her Queen and goddess. The love and devotion for her Queen cut through the hurt, killing the pain that wracked Alexis' body.

Alexis made her last sendings.

{Thanks for everything, majesty. I love you more than life itself}

{Cassandra, take care of Marguerite for me. You were my best friend and I've always loved you but I love her the best}

{Alexis, wait!} Cassandra frantically returned. {No!}

When the soldiers drew near enough, Alexis released the pin of the grenade she held. The nearest soldier's eyes grew wide when he realized what Alexis had secreted about her person.

"Grenade!" the soldier bellowed as he dove for cover but in this enclosed space it was too late for them. For every one of them.

The alarmed screams of the soldiers was cut off by the sharp noise of the ensuing blast. Then nothingness.

~~~

"Alexis!" Cassandra wailed in anguish. "Oh Goddess, no! No, no, no, fuck no!"

Cassandra rocked back and forth and cried while holding Eden closely to her. She could feel the painful severing of her friend's life from the Hive's collective like a knife cutting straight through Cassandra's heart. Cassandra had experienced Alexis' pain along with her bravery and determination during her final moments. Knowing her resolve in the face of such fear and pain only made the loss that much greater to bear. Alexis took several enemy combatants to the grave with her but the cost still didn't seem worth it. Cassandra lamented the death of every Hivesister but this one felt more real and personal than any loss they'd yet suffered.

The cries of Sisters being cut down by enemy bullets or blown away by shells and bombs echoed throughout the Hivemind. The only voices heard through the din were those offering lamentations for the many who had been lost. Several heroes were slain this day but no loss was mourned greater than that of the Red Fox.

Cassandra, Catherine, Sherri, Eden, and the Queen sat within a vault deep below the complex where they would be safe from the collateral damage of the above battle. The blast doors providing the only entrance to the bunker had been designed to withstand anything, even the impact of a nuclear strike. The women hiding within felt every shock and vibration of the attack on their lair as a dull hum. They observed the conflict remotely through the eyes of Hivesisters currently engaged with the enemy. It was clear to all that the battle was going poorly. They were outnumbered, outgunned, and worst of all outwitted, forced into a trap by the clever leaders of the HDF. Reinforcements were on their way but it would be hours still before the first helpers reached them. There might not even be a Hive left by the time their rescuers arrived.

Sherri comforted Cassandra while she mourned over the death of her close friend. Sherri hadn't known Alexis very well prior to their joining with the Hive but they grew close after their respective assimilations. Alexis was a woman full of contradictions. She was the sweetest, kindest person you could ever hope to meet who also treated her enemies ruthlessly in battle. Alexis was a girl who masqueraded as shy and aloof to conceal the ornery trickster hiding beneath her introverted exterior. She had been a plump, dorky girl, unremarkable in most ways, but she had morphed herself into a hardened, sexy warrior who was the envy and desire of nearly every female in the Hive.

Cassandra hugged Eden close and cried, "What will we do? They'll destroy everything I love!"

Cassandra's thoughts turned dark as she imagined her precious daughter being taken by those savages. Images of her baby being imprisoned, experimented upon, and cut open as Dr. Nownes earlier described filled Cassandra's mind with horror. Cassandra sobbed loudly and kissed Eden on her brow as she hugged the girl even tighter. The infant sensed her mother's distress and wrapped her tendrils around Cassandra comfortingly.

The inhabitants of the saferoom stared glumly down at the floor as the building shook above them again. Debris fell to the ground as particles of dust while the very foundations of the base vibrated and groaned. Seeing through the eyes of their comrades they knew the outer defenses had fallen and the infiltration of the base would begin in earnest. It was only a matter of time now. They could keep safe in this bunker for days or even weeks before their food stores and water ran out but there was nothing stopping the HDF from simply collapsing the building on top of them and trapping them inside a vault that would become their mausoleum.

Their deaths would most assuredly be slow and painful ones. They could perhaps make a cursory attempt at resistance by leaving the safety of the bunker. Maybe they could even take the majority of the enemy soldiers with them in a suicide charge but Cassandra was fairly certain now that this would all end with a swift bullet to the back of her head as all the leaders of the Hive captured alive were summarily executed.

The Queen's attendants were so fixated on their own doom that they hardly noticed their majesty as she slowly rose to her feet and moved toward the vault door. When the Hivedaughters realized what their Queen intended their mouths dropped open and they begged her to reconsider. But the Queen's mind was already made up.

"This may be my only chance to defeat them," the Queen explained. "I must face their army. Alone."

"But we can't allow you to place yourself in danger so recklessly!" argued Catherine. "You are far too important to the Hive!"

"You dare question me?" the Queen asked with her eyebrow raised.

The Queen's hard, imperious stare made Catherine bow her head in shame and she relented from her protestations.

"At least let me come with you," offered Cassandra as she wiped her tears away using the sleeve of her dress. "I can help."

"You will do no such thing," the Queen insisted as she used her telekinesis to spin the copper wheel counterclockwise and unlock the vault door which swung open of its own accord. "You must stay here where you and Eden will be safe."

"But my Queen, please-" Cassandra started.

"YOU WILL STAY!" the Queen screamed vehemently at her mate, her wife, her soul, her life.

The Queen uncharacteristically lost her cool and she turned red in the face and breathed heavily with the exertion of calming her raging temper. The other women besides Cassandra had never seen the Queen lose control like this before. They realized their majesty had a soft spot for Cassandra that weakened her resolve and helped her vent feelings she normally safeguarded but they were unused to the Queen displaying any emotion, whether positive or negative.

"Do as I command just this once, Cassandra!" the Queen pleaded in a voice that cracked with emotion.

"As always I am your dutiful servant, your majesty," Cassandra replied bitterly. "If you insist on marching to your own death, will you at least hold Eden one last time before you go?"

The Queen hesitated for an instant before returning to Cassandra to pick up her offered child. She held Eden beneath her armpits near enough that their foreheads nearly touched. Eden and her mother stared into each other's purple irises and regarded each other silently for a time. It became clear that a communion of some sort had been initiated between the two aliens that none of the others, not even Cassandra, were privy to. Eden smiled and wriggled her tentacles happily as the Queen drew her in for an embrace while they looked intently at each other like they were trying to memorize the other's features. This communion continued for a while longer until the Queen returned her infant to Cassandra.

After the Queen handed her daughter over, the assembled Hivesisters were all shocked to discover the Queen weeping salty, watered-down Essence from her tear ducts. She had never displayed such a human gesture in front of them before. Their ruler kept revealing new and greater depths that alternately made her seem both more human and more alien to them.

"I've waited billions of years to hold a daughter of my own," the Queen lamented as she wiped her tears away. "And now that she's finally here I hardly had any time with her. I should have spent every moment with her. And with you, Cassandra."

"Eden is always going to have a part of you with her," Cassandra assured the Queen. "She'll always remember you. I won't let her forget."

"And you," the Queen said as she regarded Cassandra with fondness. "My Cassandra. You are aptly-named, my love. You have always seen things that no others can."

"Been reading some Greek mythology recently?" Cassandra joked though tears also spilled down either side of her face.

"Despite my vast memory, the sum of human knowledge remains ever elusive," the Queen replied. "There is much wisdom in your old tales. Relatively old, anyway. Your kind continues to surprise and impress me at every turn."

An outpouring of love, devotion and misery overwhelmed Cassandra as she took this beautiful alien woman in her arms for possibly the last time. They kissed sweetly and gently with their baby daughter pressed between them.

"I will see you again, won't I?" Cassandra asked. "Whatever happens?"

The Queen nodded and said, "Yes. Though when you do I will not be the same as I was."

With those ominous parting words the Queen shed her gown and strode from the room naked and confident as she went to confront their antagonists.

"What will you do, my Queen?" Sherri asked as the Queen climbed out of the bunker.

The Queen slowly turned to face the first human being she had ever assimilated.

"My First, I plan to destroy them utterly," the Queen answered grimly. "And I expect to die trying."

~~~

Miraculously the main entrance to the compound had not yet collapsed though signs of wreckage and the bloodied corpses of male and female soldiers marred the landscape surrounding the base. Tanks circled the inner perimeter of the fenceline, their churning treads trodding over the cultivated gardens intended to provide sustenance for the Hivesisters planning to live here for the next year. The sun set far in the distance, leaving the purple light of approaching night to fall upon the invading hordes threatening to destroy the Queen's people. A blood-red full moon cast an unearthly glow that illuminated the Queen as she stalked upon the cratered grounds of their enclave. The entire world stood still.

The Queen surveyed the forces arrayed before her. After surviving the earlier battles only an airplane, two helicopters, a half-dozen tanks, and a few hundred men remained of the thousands who marched at the start of this day. A dangerous nuisance to be sure though these forces were such meager opposition compared to what the Queen had faced previously. The Queen had learned not to underestimate the resourcefulness of mankind though. Plus these humans were made doubly dangerous by the fact of the Queen's lingering weakness and by mankind's boundless hatred for those unlike them.
The Queen's powers had grown weak after her endless years in captivity. Her abilities were not even close to regaining their full strength yet. She needed more time to replenish and more Hivesisters to draw her strength from. She spared herself no time for recovery and further divided her strength by investing portions of it into Cassandra, Eden, and now Natalie. As always the Queen pushed for conquest too soon and paid the price for her hubris. There were once entire worlds that united to oppose her but even the combined might of an entire planet's population ultimately failed to contain her. There was a time when the Queen could have batted this paltry army away like an insect. If only she had more time.

The Queen always avoided direct confrontation whenever possible. Her countless years of existence had proven that keeping to the shadows and never fully revealing herself gave her the best chance of survival and success. The Queen had certainly never allowed herself to be caught in the open like this. Apparently all falling in love does for anyone is remove any sense of caution or common sense they have. But still the Queen didn't regret her decisions even if they led to her downfall. For the first time in her nearly infinite existence, the Queen had something she loved and wanted to protect.

The soldiers converging on the main entrance looked suspiciously upon the beautiful naked woman standing before them. Hundreds of weapons were aimed straight for her despite her harmless appearance. When the alluring woman made no movement after one tense, silent moment a soldier near the front became fed up with waiting. The sounds of his gunfire pierced the stillness of the evening as he repeatedly curled his finger to squeeze the trigger. Miraculously, the woman seemed totally unharmed once the volley of gunfire concluded though her expression looked immeasurably pissed off. The soldiers all began firing but their attacks were in vain as hundreds of bullets bounced harmlessly off the Queen's tough hide.

In their minds, the soldiers heard a terrifying roar and a voice speaking in an unknown alien language as the mysterious woman's skin bubbled and expanded in the most grotesque and horrifying fashion. The woman's body burst apart in a giant splash of purple blood and red viscera as large tentacles and a giant one-eyed head unfolded inside-out from the human skin the alien creature once wore. The massive amount of gore generated by the monster's transformation splattered great distances through the air to drench the bodies of the nearest soldiers. These unlucky men screamed in painful agony as their bodies slowly melted with a revolting stench of burned flesh.

Before any soldiers could react to the horror before them, the monster's tentacles sprang forth like a snake darting to attack its prey. The creature's many tentacles wrapped around the waists of a dozen soldiers, tossing their frail bodies high into the air like rag dolls until they landed back to the ground with sickening wet thuds. She crushed weak human skeletons against the nearest walls of the fortress and slammed the skulls of hapless soldiers against each other to smash their heads open. The creature didn't possess any visible mouth but it did open a single orifice and proceeded to drop one unfortunate soul straight into the gaping maw before consuming him whole.

In the space of only ten seconds, this inhuman monstrosity had dispatched twice the number of men. When it attained its full height the creature stood fifteen feet tall with tentacles that stretched out to a length of over thirty feet. Some of the soldiers turned to run from its creeping tendrils in a desperate bid for escape; others managed to recover from their shock long enough to recall their training. They laid down a line of suppressing fire against the monster's approach but once again their attempts to counter the creature's advance proved futile.

These frail men were no match for the Queen's final form. She dispensed with these petty distractions by ignoring their gunfire and instead focusing her attention on the mortars and tanks that were busy slaughtering the Daughters whom she loved. The Queen writhed with fury as a nearby tank rolled right over the first green shoots of a beautiful garden that would have fed the Hivesisters here at this base throughout the year's changing seasons. The barrel of the tank's primary weapon aimed directly at the Queen but she moved across the ground quicker than a snake and rapidly overtook the armor-plated machinery.

The Queen used her tentacles to skillfully dismantle the vehicle piece by piece and then slay the humans contained within. Her tendrils wrapped tightly around the crushed remains of the iron beast before casting it at the nearest mortar with deadly accuracy. The wreckage crushed two soldiers and permanently disabled the artillery.

As the soldiers became distracted by this monstrosity that defied all laws of nature, the few remaining Hivesisters positioned on the battlements began firing at will upon the hapless soldiers. Dozens of HDF soldiers fell to the hail of gunfire raining down from the rooftops as the Queen rallied her Daughters.

The battle had turned.

~~~

"That goddamn thing is obliterating us," the Colonel said with disgust as he watched another group of soldiers turn to run from the creature before each man was overtaken and brutally torn apart by tentacles that ripped them limb from limb. Their gore splattered all over the monster until she became bathed with human blood. "We've had to recall all our men who started infiltrating the facility and lost every gain we made so far. Bullets can't stop that thing and I watched it take a tank blast right to the face that only slowed it down for a few seconds. It must be indestructible!"

"It can be damaged though," Skern remarked as he surveyed the field of battle with his binoculars. "It can bleed."

"What makes you so certain?" the Colonel wondered.

The observant captain pointed at the creature's tentacles and speculated, "See that stump where one of its appendages used to be? Something severed its limb at some point so we know that disgusting thing can suffer damage. It's just really really fucking hard to kill."

"How long until it comes for us?" the Colonel asked fearfully as the creature worked its way methodically through every soldier separating it from the central command.

While the command of the army was far removed from the frontline of the battle they were situated atop a hill close enough to observe the events of the conflict play out. No amount of distance seemed safe enough to separate yourself from this rampaging demon. The thing's speed was unreal despite its gigantic nature as if the laws of physics were merely suggestions that the alien could safely ignore.

"In case you haven't noticed it's focusing solely on our vehicles and weaponry," said Skern. "It's only killing our men if they get in its way. It will come after us once it's disabled all our firepower."

"God help us all," the Colonel said beneath his breath. "What will we do? I hesitate to order a retreat but..."

Skern sneered disdainfully at the Colonel's cowardice and spoke into his short-wave radio.

"Tell the engineers to start prepping the Plasma Cutter. We need it ready within the next few minutes. Our lives depend on it."

"Yes sir!" a crackly voice shouted back through the radio speaker. In the distance behind them Skern and the Colonel spotted men scurrying about the engineer's tent and unloading a heavy trunk from the back of one of their transports.

"Plasma Cutter?" the Colonel asked critically. "That weapon never passed the experimental phase. I killed the project myself. Could never keep the weapon stable. That blasted thing is more likely to backfire and wipe out everyone within a hundred paces than it is to actually fire a successful shot from the laser cannon."

"If this doesn't work that thing is going to wipe all of us out anyway," Skern pointed out.

The Colonel stood silently and listened to the ghoulish sounds of his men shrieking as one by one they were chased and torn apart by the immense creature stalking them. The men should have learned by now to just stay out of its way while it destroyed all their machinery but these professional soldiers wouldn't back down from the challenge and glory of being the first human to bag an extraterrestrial.

Finally the Colonel said, "You play a dangerous game, Captain Skern. You clearly have little regard for the soldiers under your command and you act as if their lives were entirely expendable. When this is all over with, you and I will be having some words."

"Looking forward to it," Skern replied with a snarky grin and a mocking salute than made the Colonel swallow his lips in barely controlled rage.

The Captain turned to watch as the engineers hastily assembled a complicated piece of machinery that looked like a futuristic cannon with a much skinnier barrel than what antique cannons used to launch their heavy leaden balls. The core of the machine glowed with a fiery blue light and the large batteries connected to it sparked with energy as the engineers wheeled the device forward on rugged treads designed for this uneven terrain.

~~~

The Queen made short work of the next group of soldiers before using her dexterous tendrils to dismantle their guns and other weapons so none of their compatriots could reclaim them. She expected the worst when she ventured outside but was pleased to find these humans far easier to dispose of than she'd assumed. These lower lifeforms were no match for her superior nature.

Why have I never attacked in the open like this before? the Queen wondered.

The Queen understood that frontal assaults were neither quiet nor safe. She still preferred to remain in the shadows and delegate tasks to her Daughters so they could influence events by proxy. But the Queen had to admit that taking matters into her own tentacles was quite exhilarating.

The Queen's single eye lifted its gaze skyward when she heard the piercing whine of one of those primitive human sky vehicles that man named an airplane. The plane rushed directly overhead and a tinny whistling noise betrayed the descent of a bomb that fell too rapidly down to he ground nearby the Queen for her to relocate in time. Though the world shook with fire the Queen stood her ground as her unnatural form became engulfed in flames.

The Queen emerged unscathed from the fiery inferno with only the black soot clinging to her form providing any evidence of the futile aerial attack. Now she directed her ire at this flying machine that had caused so many deaths to her Daughters this day. Though impossible to reach using her wildly writhing appendages, the Queen possessed tentacles not just of the body but also the mind.

The Queen's psionic powers remained weakened from her millions of years in captivity but she decided now was the time to test their present scope. She reached a tentacle out toward the evening stars and though her appendage was thousands of feet short the plane stopped in mid-air. The jet hung perfectly in place for a moment with its nose pointing straight toward the Queen before it dropped out of the sky like a mallard hit with buckshot. The Queen's eye traced the movements of the plane as it crashed outside the compound and lit up the night with the bright, noisy explosion of jet fuel igniting and detonating.

The Queen fought for her daughter Eden, the child who might become the herald of the future for this universe. She fought for Cassandra, the remarkable human woman who had captured the heart of the impossibly old, impossibly alien being who had fallen hopelessly in love with her. She fought for all her Daughters, the ones who loved her and showed her far more loyalty and devotion than this battered old creature deserved. The Queen gave her enslaved women some comfort and pleasure along with a new sense of purpose but that seemed unequal in trade for the sacrifices made by the Daughters of the Hive. The Queen used these women indiscriminately and she knew she didn't deserve these humans who had come to believe in her dream of creating a perfect society bereft of any male influence.

The Queen believed for a fleeting moment that she might actually win this battle and singlehandedly wipe this small army off the face of the Earth. The human form she previously inhabited had been destroyed when she transformed into her true self but she could always find another willing host. Cassandra might be unused to the Queen's new body but her liege would remain the exact same beneath her outer shell. Cassandra would grow accustomed to her new form soon enough. Or perhaps she could simply claim Cassandra for her new host body and marry the two of them together in ways Cassandra could only dream of.

The Queen's victorious thoughts were interrupted by pain and agony the likes of which she hadn't experienced in countless human lifetimes. Her orifice made a tortured, screaming noise and acrid smoke curled from a hole in her main body as the Queen turned to see some kind of laser weapon pointed at her from a nearby hilltop. This device looked far more advanced than any other piece of technology the Queen had yet observed on this world and she wondered what resources it used. The cannon's focused energy actually held the ability to do the Queen harm and for the first time since engaging with the enemy the Queen experienced a sense of worry. Burning Essence dripped from the hole in the Queen's body and she knew the enemy would have seen that it was possible for her to sustain damage.

The Queen's tentacles thrashed wildly as she moved, striking and killing any human who dared venture within her reach while she frantically dodged the cannon's next shots. The sun-bright blue bursts of the plasma cannon incinerated the darkness and soldiers who had not adequately prepared with their protective goggles had their retinas seared beyond repair. Hivesisters watching the battle helpless to assist were forced to turn away before they were blinded for life.

Bursts of light-energy pierced right through the Queen's tough exterior. Beams that passed through the Queen's body continued to traverse for hundreds of yards before the energy finally dissipated. An unlucky soldier standing far removed from the present conflict took one of these errant razors of energy right through the center of his face and a cauterized stump above his neck was all that remained of the warrior's head once the blue light faded.

Strikes of blinding light seared through the walls of the compound after passing through the Queen, causing more damage to the precarious structure and felling more of the Queen's precious Daughters. A misfire of the cannon sent a stream of light blazing into the sky. The beam disintegrated the propeller for one of the patrolling helicopters and the flying vehicle spun around helplessly as it crashed to the ground in an explosion of twisted metal that left no survivors. With her enhanced senses, the Queen could overhear one of the HDF commanders berating the engineers controlling the cannon.

"Fucking idiot!" the commanding officer screamed at his men. "Only fire when you're certain you have the shot! Our energy reserve is nearly depleted already and this might be our only shot! Do not fuck this up!"

Ah, so the energy used by this powerful device as ammunition is limited, the Queen realized.

She had only to survive and outlast the energy harnessed by the deadly device that the Queen already planned to recover intact once this battle concluded. Her scientists would be quite interested in the design and function of this cannon. She had difficulty describing to them the more esoteric theories of the universe and advanced technology so perhaps this device might give them a jump-start.

The Queen shifted her position so the compound no longer loomed behind her to try and prevent any more of her Daughters from suffering collateral damage. The barrel of the cannon tracked her every movement and fired whenever it had her in its sights. The Queen used all her abilities to dive, duck, and dodge the barrage of the laser cannon's discharge. Even with her agile limbs, the weapon fired too rapidly for her to evade every shot. Errant bolts struck her body in random places, making her roar with pain each time. The Queen's leftmost tentacle bore the brunt of the damage and finally a beam sliced cleanly through the meat of her tendril and separated the appendage from the Queen's body.

The Essence that spurted from the Queen's severed limb splattered all over four soldiers who stood off to the side to watch from what they errantly presumed was a place of safety. Their horrified screams hardly registered through the din of carnage as their bodies rapidly deteriorated into nothing but ashes and blackened bone. The amputated tentacle wriggled and squirmed in the dirt as if it were still attached to the Queen.

The Queen dodged the cannon's volleys with skill as she drew ever nearer to the desperate engineers attempting to aim the heavy device at the approaching beast. Tentacles wrapped around one of the engineers and he immediately disappeared inside the hungry maw of the creature assaulting them while another was taken and flung hundreds of feet into the air. The engineer at the helm of the weapon suddenly screamed with agony and fell to the ground beside the cannon holding up the smoking stumps of wrists that were all that remained of his hands.

The Queen's attacks ceased for the moment as she noticed a great blue heat emanating from within the cannon which increased in energy until it glowed bright as the sun. As the brightness became overpowering, the Queen embraced the blue light rather than escaping it. It was already too late for her, she had sustained too much damage to go on. The blue light strengthened until it nearly consumed the Queen. The heat was terrible, so great even the Queen could feel it. This universe was about to return the Queen from whence she first came.

~~~

"Get down!" Skern screamed as he dove to the ground.

A cascading wave of blue energy fanned out from the ruin of the catastrophically destabilized Plasma Cutter and hovered a few feet over the ground as it washed over the hapless soldiery. Despite the Colonel's advanced age he remained a rather spry fellow and he gracelessly flopped to the dirt to avoid the grim tide of approaching energy. The nearest soldier to them was a bit slower on the uptake and he remained standing while others smartly dropped to the ground beside him.

Skern looked up at the night with amazement that he was still alive. The wave of energy passed over him near enough that it singed the hairs on the back of his neck. He noticed the slow soldier had still kept his feet, as it were. The soldier remained standing even though every part of him above the waist had been obliterated. The hideous stench of burning meat and puffs of curling smoke poured out of the lower half of his body. The soldier's legs fell forward unceremoniously to the ground as Skern rolled over to survey the death toll from the Plasma Cutter's backfire.

Soldiers lay dead or dying for hundreds of paces around them. The energy wave faded into harmless floating molecules of light after a great enough distance but the concussive blast had been near enough that several combatants on both sides suffered massive casualties. The sturdily built enclave remained standing though it had sustained massive damage. At the very least every Soulless who had been fighting outdoors was dead now. Skern groaned with pain as he climbed to his feet and removed his protective goggles.

After surveying the damage, Skern concluded that their losses weren't as great as he initially feared. He thought they'd been wiped out in entirety but nearly a hundred of the thousands of HDF soldiers who lived at the start of the battle still survived. Unfortunately all their vehicles other than the trucks they used for transport had been obliterated either by the extraterrestrial or by the failure of the Plasma Cutter. During the confusion as the cannon exploded, the Soulless had managed to take down the HDF's second helicopter with an RPG as well. So much for air support. Skern was glad now that he listened to the Colonel's advice to keep most of their trucks far behind the front line in case they needed to beat a hasty retreat.
Next to the smoking, twisted remains of the cannon a shriveled form gave off steam as it laid against a rock unmoving. The corpse resembled a dead spider with the way it laid on its back with all its appendages pulled inward toward itself.

"Is it dead?" the Colonel asked as he stood to his feet and dusted himself off.

"52nd?" Skern called out to the soldier nearest him, referencing the division number stitched on the young lad's uniform. "How many of you boys are left?"

The clean-cut soldier, looking heavy and muscular in his combat gear, glanced about for a moment before answering, "Four, sir."

"Go check that thing out," Skern ordered. "Put it down if it's not dead yet. Be cautious."

"Yes, sir!" the soldier yelled as he rallied his comrades.

The squad inched closer to the crippled, smoking ruin of the alien Queen with their guns drawn and aimed right at the extraterrestrial. The creature's tentacles had folded in on themselves while it lied there perfectly still. The large purple eye with its slitted pupil hung wide open. There were no signs of damage to the creature's ocular system but it looked out unseeing, uncomprehendingly. No sign of life.

The soldiers walked all around the body without provoking any action from the creature until eventually they felt secure enough to lower their weapons. One of them felt brave enough to run up and kick the corpse of the weird, grotesque mass that already appeared to be rotting. Right after kicking it he dashed backwards and raised his rifle back up just to be safe. When the creature still didn't move, the soldier whooped and fired the entire magazine of his gun at the corpse. The bullets still bounced harmlessly off its deceptively armored hide.

"That alien bitch is dead!" the soldier declared. "Mankind forever, you ugly cunt!"

The disheveled body suddenly convulsed and belched out a revolting, toxic mixture of whatever must be the thing's blood and life-force. The soldiers cried out in surprise at the unbelievable volume of the grayish-green sludge that instantly covered them. Their dying screams of extreme pain were the only sounds heard in the night for the next few minutes.

The great purple eye blinked as it regained its focus and directed its gaze skyward. No one mortal knew the thoughts of the alien goddess as she stared for the last time at stars she'd known since their birth. This universe wasn't even the one she'd originally been birthed in. For all her knowledge the Queen had no idea what death held for her. The people of her race, the ones she'd destroyed long ago, had many educated theories of the afterlife. But their Great Mother had become a Queen and a goddess far more powerful than they could have ever dreamed of.

She had ascended.

The last alien race who had successfully defeated the Queen chained her to a rock and left her adrift to float aimlessly through the aether in space. Those creatures had some power, they could have destroyed the Queen if they wanted to. They were far more afraid of her dead that they were of her alive but weakened and imprisoned.

So was this the end? Or merely a beginning?

The great orb blinked for the last time and then its eyelid closed.

~~~

The Hivesisters all dropped their weapons and watched with anguish the scene unfolding before them. Their Queen saved their lives but at the cost of her own. That sacrifice should have given the Hivesisters plenty of motivation to defend themselves against the coming slaughter. Instead the will of the Hive instantly crumpled as women fell to their knees crying helplessly at experiencing the greatest loss they had ever known. The Queen's magnificent presence being severed from them was more emotional torture than the Hivesisters' minds could handle.

In the bunker where the Queen's closest family hid, three things happened simultaneously to the second the Queen expired.

Firstly, Cassandra jumped up screaming and crying in anguish as the greatest love she'd ever known was brutally severed from her senses.

"NOOOOO!!" Cassandra howled with a loss that she knew could never be reconciled.

Cassandra's eyes shut at the exact same time the Queen's single eye closed and the Princess began wavering back and forth in place dizzily. Cassandra managed to hand Eden off to Sherri right before she fainted dead away and dropped to the floor. Catherine crouched over Cassandra's comatose body and tried shaking her awake.

"Princess Cassandra?" Catherine asked worriedly as she shook the younger woman's shoulder. "Are you alright? Please wake up."

Cassandra didn't respond. If Sherri couldn't see Cassandra's chest rising and falling with her every breath she might have counted her friend among the many deceased.

Secondly, when the Queen's infant daughter suffered the loss of her creator the piercing wail of a baby's cry echoed loudly within the mind of every Hivesister in existence. The listener's minds would have been destroyed by the intense volume screaming directly into their brains if the deluge had lasted more than an instant. Instead, after a millisecond the child's cry of pain cut off and was replaced with a total absence of activity.

Sherri and Catherine were the only ones who could hear Eden's wailing now. The tiny child used her vocal cords as the only outlet for her grief and anxiety. Sherri tried reaching out with her mind but the entire Hive had gone blank. She gasped once she realized she could no longer sense her Sisters.

Thirdly and most crucially, the link connecting all members of the Hive together had been snipped following the collapse of the Queen's central Hivemind. Sherri reached out again as she had so many times before but only experienced a devastating loneliness and depression when she couldn't locate her Sisters. She couldn't even feel Catherine and the woman stood only a few feet away from her.

Sherri collapsed to her knees and held Eden close to her while she wept at everything that had been taken from her in a single instant. Silence consumed the bunker, a horrifying quiet solitude where Sherri's closest friends and lovers were all muted and far away. She couldn't hear, couldn't feel anyone. The quiet only broke when the rapport of gunfire sounded from somewhere high above them. The HDF forces had begun their infiltration and it was only a matter of time until they discovered the bunker they were hidden in.

"What will we do?" Catherine asked worriedly.

Sherri looked down at Cassandra who remained totally incapacitated with only the occasional twitch of her arms and legs betraying any sign of life. She looked down at the strange alien child Sherri held who cried in her arms. Eden might never stop weeping now that both her moms were gone and might not return. Sherri turned back to view the frightened, concerned expression on Catherine's face.

The link that bound these Sisters together, that afforded the Hive its single greatest tactical advantage was gone. The invaders were the ones invaded now as soldiers violated the sanctity of the Queen's personal hideaway intent on eliminating every single one of the rebel women. Reinforcements should be arriving within the next few hours but would that be soon enough to save them? Could these reinforcements even rescue them without the Queen's will driving their actions or would their potential saviors feel as helplessly devastated and alone as Sherri did right now? Sherri couldn't move, couldn't do anything to overcome the depression that had taken her and left her in a near-comatose state.

Sherri somehow had to protect an unconscious woman and an infant child from these slaughtering hordes for hours until help arrived.

Sherri sighed and answered Catherine truthfully.

"We're so fucked."

To Be Continued...

Next Time: The finale of War of the Pussy Snatchers! Can a small group of Hivesisters left devastated, destroyed, and powerless by the death of their Queen defend themselves against a hundred soldiers intent on murdering them? Will reinforcements arrive in time to save them? Meanwhile, Cassandra walks her own path which will determine whether the Hive lives and flourishes or withers and dies.

The final part is rather epic in length so uh... don't hold your breath waiting for it. I'm aiming for an April 2019 release. Thanks for reading!