Incest/Taboo Bred by the Hive

"Now it's your turn, Elizabeth," said Darlene. "Lie with your head face down, please."

"Me? Why me?" Elizabeth asked.

"It's not enough for Greg to want the procedure. You have to want it as well."

Elizabeth looked at Greg. He nodded "It's all right, dear."

Elizabeth reluctantly put her face down on the bed. She closed her eyes so she didn't see it coming, but she gasped as she felt the first alien tendrils entering her brain....

She must have fallen asleep, because suddenly the spider was gone and she was sitting up.

"Are you all right, dear?" Greg asked.

Elizabeth nodded. Darlene was gone. "Where did she go?"

"She said she will be back tomorrow evening. She left us these," he said, indicating two masks.

The masks looked like the exoskeleton faces of insects. "What are these?"

"Darlene says that these are replicas of the mask I am going to have to wear when I have the procedure done. We should get comfortable wearing them, seeing them on each other. She says that we're to... have sex wearing them, to help better convince ourselves that we want the procedure."

Suddenly Elizabeth realized that she wanted Greg to have the procedure, more than anything. No, not just the procedure. She wanted him to be changed. The words readily came to her lips. "You must be changed," she said, touching him tenderly.

"I want to be changed," said Greg, not even realizing he was saying it.

They put on their masks, which seemed to bond to their face. With the masks on, they looked a little like insects. Then they proceeded to take off their clothes and make love.

The masks had spaces for eyes and ears and mouths, but it was difficult to kiss with them. But not impossible, as Greg felt Elizabeth's lips press against his.

Soon they were rubbing their bodies together, and then Elizabeth mounted him, putting his penis inside of her. Slowly she began to pole up and down.

As Greg became sexually aroused, he looked up at Elizabeth, wearing the insect mask, and the sight of the insect mask slowly became part of his arousal. For Elizabeth it was the same; the feeling of Greg's hardness filling inside of her was tied up with the sight of him, wearing that insect mask.

Every time she plunged down on his organ, giving him sexual pleasure, she found herself saying, "You want to be changed."

And every time she shifted upwards, Greg responded. "I want to be changed."

Down. "You want to be changed."

Up. "I want to be changed."

Down. "You want to be changed."

Up. "I want to be changed."

Very soon, they built up to an orgasm, and Greg climaxed, seeing Elizabeth's face covered by the insect mask. Elizabeth came a few seconds later, and experienced a similar blend, as she orgasmed while looking at Greg's insect mask. Very quickly they began to associate the mask with sexual climax. And every time Greg felt pleasure in his penis, it was always accompanied by his saying he wanted to be changed, or Elizabeth telling him that that he wanted to be changed. After a few days, just looking at the masks became sexually arousing.

They continued the same procedure for seven days. Every evening Darlene would come over with her spider. Both of them would be programmed every night. But, subtly, their conditioning began to change.

Now, instead of merely saying that they wanted Greg to be changed, they found themselves saying different things.

Darlene would watch them during their sex sessions, encouraging them, whispering things in Elizabeth's ear. She whispered something to Elizabeth, who quickly nodded, and turned to Greg, even as she rode his penis.

"You want insects changing your brain," Elizabeth gasped, as she thrust down on his penis. For some reason, she always felt like she should be riding Greg, giving him the stimulation as she gave him the key phrase.

"I want insects changing my brain," Greg gasped, as she pulled up.

"You want the Hive to take over your brain," said Elizabeth, thrusting downwards, as she wiped sweat off her brow.

She thrusted upwards, but Greg looked conflicted.

"Make him say it, Mom," said Darlene.

"Say it," Elizabeth said, thrusting down again. "Say it!" she said. "You want the Hive to take over your brain."

Greg, feeling the intense arousal on his penis, gasped, "No!"

Elizabeth's rider made her go up and down more rapidly. Greg was on the edge of coming... but he couldn't... he was trapped in the state right before orgasm, the incredibly painful feeling of being stuck, incredibly aroused, but unable to come. His balls and penis started to ache with pain.

"Say it," said Elizabeth, her insides rubbing his penis more and more intensely. "Greg, if you want to come, say it!"

Greg was in so much sexual pain he couldn't resist. "I... I want it."

"Want what?" Elizabeth asked, poling up again.

"I want the Hive.... to take over my brain," Greg gasped.

"Say it again," said Elizabeth, feeling aroused as she stared at his insect mask.

"I want the Hive to take over my brain," said Greg. "Ooooh.... Oooohhh"

"I'm feeling it too!" Elizabeth cried. "Say it again!"

"I want the Hive to control my brain! I want my brain controlled!" Greg yelled. He felt a powerful orgasm flood his penis, and his body, as he stared into Elizabeth's insect mask.

Elizabeth cried out just as Greg orgasmed, flooding into her, more strongly than he ever had before. For Greg, after such prolonged agony, it felt so good, so very good, to come inside of her.

They practiced it more the next two days, over and over and over, until Greg obeyed, without any prompting. "I want the Hive to control my brain! Control it! Control my body! Do anything you like with it! Aaaaaaah!" He cried, as his rider finally permitted him to climax, spurting his seed inside the woman he loved.

Afterwards, as Greg and Elizabeth lay together, Darlene smiled. "Doesn't it feel so good, to want to have the Hive control your brain, Dad?'

"Yes, It does," said Greg, with a relaxed post-orgasmic smile. "But what does it all mean? I thought they weren't really going to change me."

"Don't worry about that," said Darlene. "Just think about how good it feels to say it. Doesn't it, Mom?"

"Yes," said Elizabeth softly, toying with his Greg's penis. She never knew the idea of having Greg altered could be so sexually arousing.

And then they just fell into it without thinking. Greg knew that in order to achieve an orgasm, he had to say he wanted the Hive to control his brain, and for Elizabeth, she had to hear him say it. And so day after day Greg would shout it out, and their riders would flood them with sexual arousal, and they would climax hysterically on that thought.

The next change came on the sixth day, when Darlene whispered something in Elizabeth's ear, Elizabeth nodded, and smoothly mounted Greg's stiff organ. She started to ride him, but this time she said something new. "You want a spider in your brain."

"What?" said Greg.

"Say it, Dad!" Darlene commanded.

"No..." Greg breathed, trying to refuse it.

"Say it!" Darlene said again.

Greg was horrified, but by now he had he couldn't resist. As he felt his rider moving around in his head, the words just flowed out of him. "I... I want a spider in my brain," Greg repeated. He gasped with pleasure immediately. He felt the repulsion, but also intense sexual pleasure, courtesy of his rider, which was pulsating wildly on his back.

"Make him say it again, Mom," said Darlene.

Elizabeth said it again, staring into Greg's eyes, through his insect mask. "You want a spider in your brain."

Greg stared into Elizabeth's insect mask. "I want a spider in my brain."

She started to pole faster now. "You want it taking over your brain, controlling you."

Part of Greg didn't want it, but the sexual desire was too strong. Very quickly he associated sexual pleasure with the idea of having a spider put inside his head. His penis, roughly stimulated by Elizabeth's vagina, felt like it was going to explode, but couldn't! "I want it, I want it!"

"Want what? What do you want, Dad!" Darlene cried.

"I want a spider in my brain! I want a spider controlling me!"

Elizabeth gasped as she heard the words, staring straight at his insect mask. So did Greg, staring at her's. That was enough to send them both over the edge. Elizabeth had the strongest orgasm of her life, and so did Greg, as his penis exploded deep inside of her.

Elizabeth collapsed on top of Greg. "It feels so good, imagining you changed like that."

"It does, it really does," said Greg. That had been some of the best sex of his life.

"And it only gets better, Dad," Darlene grinned, as she headed for the door.

Only two more days of reinforcement were needed. When Darlene came over, two days later, she found both of them, with their insect masks on begging, pleading to have him changed.

"When can I get a spider in my brain?" Greg asked.

"Please, please change him now," Elizabeth begged.

"You want a spider in your brain? Darlene asked.

"Yes, oh yes, please," said Greg, rubbing his penis in his pants.

"And you, Elizabeth, do you want Greg's mind, completely under our control?" Darlene asked.

"Yes, yes, please!" she cried, her hand rubbing her clit vigorously.

"Imagine it, both of you. Imagine insects in Greg's brain, draining it dry. Imagine a spider, sinking into his head, completely controlling him, taking him over, making him wholly ours, forever and ever," said Darlene. "Imagine it! Hearing Greg scream as he's wiped clean, as the Hive takes control of his mind and body, as a new Greg is born out of the ashes of the old!"

"Oooooh!" said Elizabeth, crying out with a tremendous orgasm under her busy hand.

"Aaaah!" cried Greg, as he came inside his pants.

Darlene knew they were both ready.

They got into their air car and drove to the cave. A kernel of doubt dwelled in Elizabeth's mind. She wanted Greg to be changed, that was for sure, but didn't Darlene promise them initially that Greg would not be changed? Was it really a good idea for Greg's brain to be taken over by a spider? She thought it was, but something inside her felt a little ambivalent.

These thoughts nagged her, but didn't stop her from disrobing promptly just inside the entrance to the cave as quickly as Greg did. She and Greg obediently followed Darlene into the cave, going wherever she took them.

Darlene brought them to a chamber bathed in bright green light. There was a chair there, and some kind of alien apparatus or life form above it. She gestured for Greg to sit in the chair.

He took a deep breath, and gave Elizabeth a lingering kiss. She touched his face with her hands. "Good luck, my love," she whispered, as he sat down.

Greg sat down in the chair, totally nude. Restraints came out to his arms and his legs. Elizabeth bit her lip.

Then a mask came down from the apparatus above Greg. A mask identical to the ones they had been given. Immediately, Greg got an erection and Elizabeth started rubbing her clitoris.

A black spider dropped down on top of Greg's head, perched there in a squatting position.

Greg's hands clenched.

"Are we ready to start?" Darlene asked, standing by a control panel.

Elizabeth took Greg's hand and looked at his eyes through his mask. She saw him nod.

Darlene smiled. "Then let us begin."

"I love you," said Elizabeth tenderly, aroused by the sight of Greg, wearing the insect mask, and so physically restrained.

"I love you too," said Greg.

At that moment, the spider on top of his head slowly started to sink downwards, as if it were melting inside his skull.

"Remember, you want this. You want to be changed, you want to be changed, you want to be changed," Elizabeth repeated, grabbing his hand and holding it tightly.

Greg moaned.

"Elizabeth, distract him!" said Darlene. She glanced downwards. Her meaning was clear.

Elizabeth, desperate to see Greg changed, dropped to her knees, and quickly put Greg's penis in her mouth. She started sucking the head of his organ furiously. Greg groaned with sexual pleasure.

"That's it!" Darlene cried, still looking at the instruments. "Keep doing it! He stopped resisting! Dad, whatever you do, try not to resist! Focus on what Mom is doing for you!"

Elizabeth, feeling Greg's penis growing in size inside her mouth, worked her lips harder against it. She sucked on the engorged head of Greg's penis like her life depended on it as more of spider was taking his brain. Greg was half groaning, and half moaning. He felt his mind being taken, bit by bit, but he was also overwhelmed by the feeling of sexual arousal in his male sex organ.

"My mind is going! I can feel it going!" Greg cried.

"Dad, concentrate on the feeling of Mom sucking you off!" said Darlene. "Think about the feeling in your penis! Don't try to resist!"

While Greg was anxious and fearful, Elizabeth was sexually excited. She felt wet between her legs as she saw Greg, wearing his insect mask, start to be converted, changed into something which would better serve the Hive.

Darlene checked the indicators on the control panel and said, "We've taken control of a quarter of his brain! Keep going, Elizabeth! But don't let him come! Not yet, not yet!"

Elizabeth stopped focusing on the tip of Greg's penis, and instead took him deep in her throat and started working on his shaft, which was much less sensitive. As her head bobbed back and forth, she saw the spider on Greg's head start to disappear. First the bottom of the legs were gone, and then the top of the legs, and then the creature's torso was pressed directly against Greg's cranium. Where had the Insect's legs gone to?

"We're half done! We've wiped half his brain! He's still not fighting it!" said Darlene, with real joy in her voice. "Keep going!"

Wiped? What did that mean? But Elizabeth didn't have time to dwell on that. Elizabeth could see that the spider on his head was disappearing rapidly. Where had it gone? And what was it doing to Greg?

"It hurts!" Greg cried. "I'm losing my memories! Elizabeth, are you out there?"

"Don't answer Mom, keep sucking him!" Darlene commanded. "Dad, stop resisting! Stop resisting and just let it happen! You're making good progress!"

Elizabeth kept focused on sucking Greg off, stimulating his penis with her lips and tongue, doing everything she could do to distract him. She wanted him to change. She wanted him to change. She saw the mask on his face, and it made her nipples hard and her clitoris tingle with sexual pain. It felt so good!

Darlene checked the instruments. "All right, all right, we're about to reach the final turning point, Elizabeth! We have one last big chunk of his brain to take over! But he's starting to resist! Make him come, Elizabeth, make him come right now!" she cried.

Elizabeth saw the remainder of the spider on top of Greg's head began to fade, and Greg tensed up. She knew she had to keep him distracted, or else all this would all be for nothing. Elizabeth pulled back, and started sucking ferociously on the head of Greg's penis, as vigorously as she could.

Elizabeth put aside all her fears and doubts and kept telling herself:

She wanted him to change.

She wanted him to change.

She wanted him to change....

She tongued his slit and the head of his penis with all her passion, and was rewarded with a familiar trembling in his shaft.

At that moment, two things happened.

The spider torso on top of his head seemed to melt completely, and totally disappear. And Greg gave an orgasmic scream as his penis trembled, and quaked, and erupted, filling Elizabeth's mouth with hot, sticky sperm.

And then, suddenly, all was quiet.

Elizabeth slowly pulled out, swallowed the white, gooey semen, and stood up, stretching her sore legs. She wiped wetness off her lips. "Is it done...?"

"Yes! You did it!" said Darlene joyfully, giving Elizabeth a big hug. "We couldn't have done it without you! You distracted him perfectly, just in the right amount, just when we needed it! We never could have taken over his mind so easily without your help!"

"So... it's really done?" said Elizabeth, giving Greg an uncertain look. He didn't move. He didn't speak.

"Yes!" said Darlene happily. The restraints on Greg's arms and legs retracted, as did the tube, but the mask stayed on.

And then his eyes opened.

His pupils were giant. And they were black.

"Greg?" said Elizabeth uncertainly.

Greg stood up in one, sudden move.

"Greg?" she said again.

"Momomomomomom," said Greg. He took a step towards her.

Elizabeth took a step back. "Greg?" she asked again.

"Momomomomomomomomom," said Greg, walking towards her.

Elizabeth backed away until she was up against a wall. "What is it? What have you done to him?"

"Exactly what I promised we would do to Rudy," said Darlene. "We have totally wiped his personality, and replaced it with a Hive stamped one. That spider you saw? It's in there. It's running things now."

"No," said Elizabeth in horror, looking at his dark eyes as Greg walked up to her. His face was alien now.

"And we couldn't have done it without you," said Darlene. "That part was true. Most time the procedure fails because the subject resists. Just think, Mom, without you, none of this would have happened. You are responsible for what Father has become."

"No," said Elizabeth, only now fully realizing what she had done.

"You have been so helpful in every way. You willingly infected your son with a rider and used your body to make him part of the Hive. You persuaded Dad to reveal top secret information from the Survey Service. You stood by and watched him impregnate another woman. You persuaded him to fuck a spider and helped him climax three times. And then you even convinced him to have his brain totally destroyed and replaced with one of ours. You freely fucked his brain out to help brainwash him to want it, and even now, at the very end, you were sucking his cock, begging us to convert the man you love. We have rarely had slaves as obedient as you two. I will truly miss you both," said Darlene wistfully.

"No," Elizabeth cried.

"And now it's time for your reward. Dad, show your loving wife exactly how grateful you are."

"Momomomomomomom," said Greg, taking a step forward.

Suddenly, Elizabeth no longer found the insect mask on Greg's face attractive. She saw the giant black eyes staring at her blankly. The eyes controlled by the black spider inside his head.

Greg effortlessly grabbed her wrists and had her lean against the wall, bending over half way. Elizabeth tried to move but found her arms and legs locked, as her rider pulsated hotly on her back and in her mind. She was able to turn her head and saw Greg's phallus moving between her legs. In seconds, she felt it pressed against her nether entrance. She gasped as she felt him enter her. He felt larger. Much larger.

As Greg thrusted inside of her, Darlene came over to talk to her. "You're the subject of an exciting experiment, Mom. You're going to be one of the first viral victims of the Hive. Your mind won't simply be controlled. It will be remodeled totally, on the molecular level. And can you guess where the source of the virus will come from?"

Elizabeth gasped as she felt Greg plunging into her. "Greg... please, stop."

"There is no more Greg, Mother," said Darlene. "And in a few moments, there will be no more Elizabeth. Just another piece of willing HiveFlesh."

Elizabeth's eyes widened as she felt Greg explode inside of her. She felt a liquid heat inside her vagina. It started to rise in her body.

"Do you feel it, Mother? That's the virus, making its way to your brain."

Greg pulled out, and Elizabeth collapsed to the floor. In moments she was grabbing her head, and moaning. She could feel her brain being erased, changed, cell by cell.

"No... no.... no..." she said. And then her face went blank.

A moment later, Elizabeth stood up.

"And how are you feeling now, Elizabeth?" Darlene asked.

"Momomomomom."

"Are you Elizabeth?" Darlene asked.

"Momomomomom," said Elizabeth simply.

"That's good," Darlene smiled. "Would you like to share your good fortune with your son Rudy?"

"Momomomomom," said Elizabeth.

"I'm glad you agree. You and Dad go home and give Rudy a piece of the gift you just received. Then report back here, and we'll give you your next assignments."

Darlene watched her former mother and former father walk stiffly to the exit, their legs and buttocks moving in unison. It was so delightful every time a new family was brought into the Hive.​