Incest/Taboo Bred by the Hive

Jeff and Caroline Kelly had been given riders and served the Hive. They had been promised release by Melinda, their supervisor, once they had infected others, which they had.

"We've done everything you asked. Can you release Ella now, like you promised?" Caroline asked.

"Not quite yet," said Melinda. "You must do one more thing for us."

"And what is that?" Jeff asked.

"Reproduce."

They looked at each other in surprise. "You want us to have a baby?"

"Not a human child. Something for us," said Melinda.

"A monster?"

"There are no monsters," said Melinda firmly. "You must contribute to the Hive's cycle of life."

"What kind of life?" Jeff asked.

"Come into your bedroom and I will show you."

They followed her silently. When they got there, Melinda opened her black carrying case. Out of the blackness came something equally black.

A black spider. It was at least eight inches long, and scuttled about on long, thin legs. It seethed malevolence.

"You're going to make me give birth to that?" said Caroline.

"A number of them, actually," said Melinda.

"No, we won't do it," said Jeff. He was a part of the Hive, he recognized that, but he wasn't mentally prepared to impregnate Caroline with those creatures. The Hive could make him have sex with Caroline, but there was no way he was going to produce those monsters.

"Maybe you'll change your mind," said Melinda.

"I won't," said Jeff.

"Why don't you lie down on your bed and think about it for a moment?" Melinda suggested.

"Why?" Jeff asked. But suddenly he felt a pain in his belly. He clenched his stomach. "No... no..."

"The pain will only increase until you lie down on the bed."

She was telling the truth. Jeff gasped as the pain increased. It felt like something was tearing his belly inside out. He half fell, half collapsed in bed. The pain immediately started to dissipate.

"Good. Stay right there."

Caroline, to her horror, saw the spider jump on the bed. "Jeff, look out!" She cried.

Jeff tried to get up, but felt another stab of pain in his gut. He fell back down on the bed, and the black spider jumped onto his back. Jeff tried to reach for it with his hand, but only got another stab of pain for his trouble.

The spider swiftly climbed up Jeff's back, up his neck, to the back of his head. Then it settled in.

"What is it going to do to him?" Caroline asked.

"You will see in a moment," said Melinda. They both watched as the spider arched back and forth, on Jeff's head, as if it were preparing something. Then its tiny legs started to sink into his head.

Jeff cried out as he felt super thin filaments from the spider's leg enter his brain. He could feel them probing. They began to send electrical impulses directly into his brain.

Jeff's eyes rolled up into his head. He started to blink rapidly.

"What's it doing?" Caroline asked.

"Reprogramming him," said Melinda. She sat down on the bed and rubbed his back and ass. "You want to inseminate Caroline."

Jeff mumbled something in return.

Melinda turned him on the side, opened his pants, and started to caress his penis. Caroline opened her mouth to object, but one dark look from Melinda silenced him. Melinda started to stroke his rapidly stiffening organ. "You want to expand the Hive."

"I want... to expand the Hive," said Jeff. He spoke in a sleepy voice, even as the spider continued to pump its filaments in and out in the back of his head.

Melinda smiled and had Jeff repeat key phrases.

Caroline watched helplessly for several minutes as Jeff's attitudes were rewritten. Jeff moaned and groaned after several minutes and his eyelids fluttered even more rapidly.

"What's happening?" Caroline asked.

"He's almost ready," said Melinda, touching his back tenderly with her free hand. She looked up at Caroline. "What you have to understand, Caroline, is that you and Jeff are now meat for the Hive. Once you join, you are all in. You can no longer pick and choose what assignments you will accept like a buffet." The way she was smiling and petting Jeff while he lay there was deeply disturbing to Caroline; it was as if she was laying claim to him. "You understand that Jeff's body, like yours, belongs to the Hive now, don't you?"

"Yes," said Caroline hesitantly. "I... I understand."

At that moment the spider pulled out of Jeff's brain, and scuttled away. Melinda slowly stood up with a pleased look on her face.

"Jeff, are you all right?" Caroline asked, taking him in her arms. He slowly started to wake up.

"I'm fine," said Jeff, blinking rapidly. "Better than fine." He had one imperative, drilled into his mind, over and over. He turned to Melinda. "I am ready to inseminate the female. Shall I begin?"

"Almost," Melinda smiled. "Take off your clothes, and I will show you the last step."

"No way," said Caroline, as Jeff began to eagerly undress.

Suddenly Caroline felt a burning need, deep between her legs. As she watched Jeff get nude, she started to rub herself, through her pants.

"You can do that much more effectively without clothes on," Melinda observed.

Caroline shook her head. She put her hands in her panties, and started rubbing herself vigorously.

"Here, let me help you with that, dear," said Jeff, who was now completely naked, as he started to help her remove her clothes.

"Jeff, no," said Caroline, rubbing her clitoris even as Jeff pulled off a pants leg. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"We must be fertile for the Hive," said Jeff, in a voice reserved for disobedient little girls. The spider had implanted the urge deep in his brain, and there was no fighting it. Jeff pulled off her other pants leg, and then pulled her panties down to her ankles.

"Very good, Jeff. I admire your enthusiasm," said Melinda. "Now Caroline, I need you to put this inside of you," she said, holding out a ring of small, glistening little black ovals.

"What are they?"

"Eggs," said Melinda.

"Spider eggs? No way!" said Caroline.

"Jeff, can you help?"

The eggs must be implanted in Caroline. The Hive MUST expand.

Jeff nodded and took the eggs in his hand, and, grinning wolfishly, reached down and snaked three fingers inside of Caroline's vagina.

"Jeff, don't!" she cried.

But Jeff paid no attention as he put his fingers as deep as he could inside her, and then pulled out a few seconds later. The eggs were gone. Caroline shifted uncomfortably, feeling them lodged inside her.

"Jeff, how could you do that to me?" Caroline wailed.

"We must reproduce for the Hive," said Jeff. His face was blank.

"Very good," Melinda smiled. Next she gave Jeff a flat piece of black flesh. It looked like a piece of a black wing. "You know what to do with this, don't you, Jeff?"

Jeff nodded and took the black flesh. It quivered in his hand.

"Jeff, what are you going to do with that?" Caroline asked. Her jaw dropped as Jeff wrapped it around his testicles. It instantly came alive and gripped them tightly. Jeff yelled out.

"Jeff!" Caroline yelled, reaching for him.

"He will be all right," said Melinda, holding her back.

And sure enough, a few seconds later, Jeff stood up. The black flesh around his scrotum had disappeared.

"Where did it go?" Caroline asked. Looking closer, she now saw that the veins in his testicles were now jet black.

"Where it needed to," said Melinda. "And now you both have been properly prepared, you may begin."

"With pleasure," said Jeff, grabbing Caroline and giving her a big kiss. His mouth was hungry, needing, and as he pressed his naked body against hers, Caroline, to her immense surprise, found herself immediately capitulating. Her mind was filled with the horror of what she was being made to do, but at the same time her rider filled her with sexual desire. She needed sex now, more than anything. She needed to feel Jeff, deep inside of her, regardless of the consequences. She moved her hand down, grabbed his penis, and stroked it, making it hard and long.

It was Melinda, not Jeff, who decided when intercourse should begin. "I think you're ready, Jeff," said Melinda, looking at his thickness and length with a critical eye. "Just one thing. We need to make sure that the eggs get into her uterus. They probably didn't make it all the way up there. The first time you penetrate Caroline, go as deeply as you can to push them up."

"Of course," Jeff smiled.

"Oooooh," said Caroline, struggling against her own sexual desires. Caroline was aghast at how eager Jeff was. He lay her on her back and spread her legs. Caroline looked at the enormous erection above her. Normally she would be eager with anticipation. But while the man above her was her husband, at this moment he was a tool of the Hive. Caroline didn't want him inside of her, and yet as her clit burned with desire she needed him inside her above all else.

Jeff entered her smoothly and easily, all the way, to the hilt, which made her eyes widen. He started to make love to his wife as both of them performed under alien control. Even as Caroline felt his black veined testicles banging against her ass, she could feel him, deep inside her, pressing against her cervix, insistently pushing the black ovals inside of her upwards, and inwards.

She felt the ovals pushed farther and farther, deeper and deeper within her. Her jaw dropped as she felt the alien mass pushing into her uterus. "Jeff!"

But Jeff's only response was to pull out and to firmly thrust into her again, all the way to the hilt, again and again, until he could no longer feel the eggs against the head of his penis. Caroline's eyes widened as she felt the eggs lodge in her uterus, implanting themselves against an inner wall. The feeling of alien eggs clamping down on her insides made her shudder. Her body was being used by aliens to breed her against her will. Or was it against her will? Part of her mind told her how good it all felt, how good it would feel to expand the Hive.....

"I think you're ready, Caroline," said Melinda, who somehow knew what was going on inside of her. "You may begin, Jeff!"

"I will fertilize the eggs now," said Jeff woodenly. He started to thrust in and out of Caroline. His face was blank. It didn't feel like Jeff making love to her. It felt like something... alien. Like the Hive.

Jeff's mind was focused on one goal, and one goal only. He was purely a machine geared for reproduction. All he could think about was climaxing. He grunted with every thrust. His penis began to get tighter and tighter. Caroline thought about the eggs inside of her, and the way Jeff's sperm had been modified. "Jeff," she whispered, "Are you really sure you want to do this? To create these creatures inside of me?"

"We must expand the Hive," Jeff said, in an unnaturally deep voice, as he thrust more rapidly.

Melinda had a splendid view of Jeff making love to his wife. As his ass thrusted in and out of her, she could see Jeff's rider humping his back even as he humped Caroline, filling him with sexual desire while taking physical energy from him, using it to make itself bigger, stronger, and more potent. Soon the parasite would have complete control of him.

Jeff's penis was hard and rigid and red. Caroline was wrestling with sexual desire and desperation as she watched his stiff organ go into her again and again.

Jeff felt himself tightening up. "I am ready to fertilize the female," he announced, in the same deep, unfamiliar voice.

"Jeff, no," said Caroline, still bound up in sexual desire, but dreading the consequences.

It was too late. She felt Jeff explode inside of her, with short, quick bursts. He continued to thrust in her, even as he ejaculated. Caroline felt thoroughly defeated as she felt her insides sprayed with his sperm. The alien fluid coursed into her, past her cervix, into her uterus. Jeff held her body tightly until he was done. When he had finished completely, he sighed and pulled out. Caroline saw a thin line of black sperm emanating from the tip of his penis. It underscored how alien this all was, how their reproductive systems had been hijacked by these parasites.

"Very good," said Melinda, clapping. "Quite an enthusiastic performance. Even from you, Caroline."

Caroline was too tired to blush.

"You have to do this twice a day, for the next five days. You can do it when you come home for lunch, and the evenings."

"We're never doing this again," Caroline declared, even as she felt her rider pulsating warmly on her back.

"I'll be back to check on your progress in a few days," Melinda smiled, as she left.

Caroline looked at Jeff. "Jeff, we are never doing this again."

But of course, they did.

All Jeff had to do was kiss her, or touch her breasts, or rub her between her legs, and all her resistance faded away. Caroline's rider saw to that. It filled her with intense need, and would only let her be satisfied by having vaginal intercourse with Jeff.

But a day later, whatever the spider had done to Jeff started to wear off. When they came home for lunch, Jeff looked at her blankly. "I guess... I guess we should have sex," he said.

Caroline noticed the change in him immediately. "No, Jeff, we shouldn't! That spider brainwashed you, remember?"

Jeff shook his head. "I don't."

"It put you to sleep and made you want to do this," said Caroline. "I have these eggs you put inside me. But if you stop having sex with me, maybe they won't turn into spiders."

Jeff's rider started pulsating. Jeff took a deep breath.

Don't you want to have sex with Caroline? Look how fuckable she is!

As hormones flooded his body, Jeff an incredible urge to fuck his wife. It was stronger than any urge he had ever felt before. His mind was filled with the irresistible need to pump feverishly between her legs. "My... rider. It's making me... it's making me need you," he said, standing up. He went over to Caroline, and put his arms around her waist.

Caroline felt the same thing. She felt her rider pressing hotly against her back, between her shoulder blades. It was pumping against her, filling her head with thoughts of lust and love. Her rider fed her images of Jeff, thrusting deep within her. Her clitoris was sexually aroused. It needed soothing. She needed it badly, and she needed it NOW.

"I... I need you, Caroline." said Jeff, in a pleading voice. He pressed his lips against her, as his rider stoked his own sexual desires. Caroline kissed him back with gratitude and anguish.

As they rushed hand in hand to the bedroom and pulled off each others' clothing, they hastily concocted a plan. They would have sex, but Jeff would pull out, right before he came.

They began the reproduction ritual, in classic form: Caroline had her legs spread and knees bent, and Jeff was working feverishly between them, pumping in and out. But, driven by their riders, their orgasms were not long in coming. "Oh," Jeff said. "I'm getting close, Honey."

"Remember to pull out," said Caroline, her legs spread even as she soaked in all that lovely friction.

"I'm getting closer!" Jeff warned her.

"Pull out, Jeff!" Caroline cried.

"Oooooh!" Jeff cried, as he crossed the threshold.

At that moment Caroline pushed him in the chest, hard, and Jeff fell out of her. A spray of black sperm arced through the air, and then a second one, and then a third.

Caroline looked at Jeff. "Did I... did I get to you in time?"

"I... I think so," said Jeff.

They both smiled warmly at each other for a moment.

But then they both doubled over in pain, and grabbed their stomachs.

"Oww!" Caroline cried.

Jeff yelled in pain.

Their riders were punishing them.

The pain went on, and on, for several long moments.

Jeff yelled, "We're sorry, all right!"

"Really sorry!" said Caroline, grabbing her stomach.

But the pain continued.

"We'll do it again tonight!" Jeff gasped. "We'll do it right!"

And then the pain disappeared, as if someone had flipped a switch.

Jeff looked at Caroline.

They had no choice.

They had sex again that evening. Their riders filled them with sexual need as if they hadn't had sex only hours earlier. As Caroline practically tore off Jeff's clothes, she whispered, "Just put it in me a little, Jeff. Just a bit. Then we'll pull out, ok?"

"Um hm," said Jeff, ripping off her own clothes as he kissed her hard.

But neither of them meant it, and they both knew it.

As Jeff thrusted between Caroline's legs, his penis tightened.

"Pull out, Jeff," said Caroline, feeling it about to happen. But her voice had no conviction in it. Only pleading. "Pull out, please."

"Yeah," Jeff mumbled, having absolutely no intention of complying. He thrusted back and forth, felt pressure building up inside of him.

You must finish inside her.

"I understand, master," Jeff murmured, as he gasped and his eyes widened.

"Pull out, Jeff!" Caroline yelled.

But it was too late. Jeff had gone past the point of no return. He grunted mightily, and then he exploded, deep within her. Caroline looked at him, with shock and betrayal written on her face as she felt his male sex organ pulse inside of her narrow passage, filling her with alien sperm. Jeff was too relieved to be embarrassed.

Afterwards, Jeff embraced and kissed Caroline apologetically. "We can't control it. We might as well enjoy it."

She kissed him back, sobbing a little.

Each time they had sex again, Caroline found herself taking Jeff's advice, cooperating more and more. Her rider filled her with tremendous need, and the constant urges wore her down.

And then, on the third day, she simply surrendered to it.

Her rider had been working on her, every night as she slept. It sang to her, in the most beautiful tone. It told her she wanted to have a baby. That she wanted to expand the Hive. That it was more important to her than anything. And, without realizing exactly when it happened, Caroline found herself wanting it as well.

Caroline shamed herself as she kissed Jeff and masturbated him, and drove his lust so hard that he would have to mount her. And when he was inside her, she moaned as he gave her his hardness, which she most desperately needed, and she cried out when he filled her insides with alien sperm, which she most desperately did not want. Or did she?

"Give me a baby, Jeff," she said, staring at him with dark eyes, as her arms were wrapped around his back, as he pumped her.

"You want it now?" he whispered.

"Yesssss," Caroline whispered with an erotic smile. "I want to expand the Hive. Fill me with your Hive Cum, I want it in me, Jeff, all of it!"

Jeff, growing excited by her words, nodded vigorously, and thrusted more rapidly, and smiled and grunted, and then exploded, deep inside of his wife.

After the fourth day, Caroline thought she felt the beginning of a hardness in her belly, and by the fifth day, she was sure of it. Could it really happen so fast? When Melinda reappeared on the fifth day, she examined Caroline's belly with a touch of the hand, and announced it was a success.

Caroline felt pleased, and horrified, all at the same time.

Her belly started to grow large. She had to wear baggy clothes so the kids wouldn't catch on. Even then she got more than one comment from Marie about how she should lay off desserts for a while. If only Marie knew what lengths she and Jeff were going through to protect her!

As the days passed, Caroline felt a stirring in her belly. Movement, actually. Little creepy crawling things. She shivered at the thought of insects crawling around inside of her.

"Jeff, what have we created?" she said one day, as she stood completely nude in front of the mirror, touching her big, bloated belly. It had grown so big that her dark pubic triangle was only partially visible below it.

"Life," said Jeff, looking down at her with an unreadable expression. He lifted her head. "Life, to expand the Hive." He reached down and kissed her. She responded passionately.

When he pulled back, she saw that he was becoming erect. She saw the look in his eyes. She had it too. Within moments she was on her back, and he was mounting her again.

Now when they had sex it was different. It wasn't because they had to. It was because they wanted to. But what were they celebrating?

Jeff looked at her bouncing belly as he pounded into her. "I put this in you," said Jeff, with an odd smile on his face, as he moved back and forth. His belly pressed against her much larger one. The expression on his face was one she had never seen before. It made Jeff look alien to her.

Caroline felt shame as she felt herself getting aroused by the idea of giving birth to Hive creatures. It was her rider which was doing this, shaping her, molding her. Every night it fed her dreams of giving birth to spiders, telling her how wonderful it would be. Caroline had to fight just to remember why she didn't want to do it in the first place. As she climaxed, she realized that part of her orgasm was caused by the thought of being fertile. Of expanding the Hive.

After they finished, they went to the bathroom mirror. Jeff stood behind her, his arms wrapped around her as he caressed her belly. "We are being fruitful, to expand the Hive," he said, with a shit eating grin. His penis was wet and semi-erect.

"Yes," said Caroline, who, despite herself, felt her nipples becoming hard and her nether lips getting wet at the thought of it.

Two mornings later, and six days after she had gotten pregnant, Caroline felt something different... like something was breaking loose inside her. She gasped, "Jeff!"

Jeff said, "I'll call Melinda."

Melinda was there in less than an hour, just in time to watch the first spiders being born. Caroline was totally nude, sitting up on her bed with her legs spread wide, while she felt something begin to erupt from her rapidly enlarging birth canal.

It was painful to give birth. "Help me, Jeff, help me," she sobbed.

"Squeeze, Caroline, squeeze," said Jeff, holding her hand.

Still sobbing, Caroline squeezed... something out of her vagina. It was black, and small, and coated in some kind of slime. And then she felt another burrowing out of her vagina, and she squeezed again, and again, giving birth to one after another. Caroline watched in horror as small black creatures slowly climbed out of her vagina. They weren't remotely human. They were distinctly alien. Something she had created. Something she had been made to create, by the parasite which controlled her and had hijacked her own reproductive system.

Mercifully, each of the spiders were small, only three or four inches in length. The spiders were covered in some kind of protective goo, but as they emerged, they shed it, and started to run around on the bed quickly. In short order they had four, five, and then six spiders running around the room.

"How many are there?" Caroline said. She felt exhausted; her body was covered in her own secretions.

"I've never seen this many," said Melinda. "You two are quite a fertile combination." Jeff beamed as if he had been praised. Caroline gritted her teeth, and bore down again.

In the end, there were eight in all. They ran around the room until Melinda whistled, and pointed to her black bag, and they all jumped in.

"Good work," said Melinda, giving Caroline a hug and Jeff a kiss. "You have done well. You have been fertile and expanded the Hive."

Jeff and Caroline glowed in the praise. They felt really good about themselves.

And then for a brief moment Caroline realized how controlled her mind truly was. She shouldn't be seeking praise for this. She had been forced to reproduce against her will.

"Take a few days to rest," said Melinda. "I will consult with the Hive Mind about the next step." She turned to go.

"The next step? I thought you said you would free Ella!" Caroline cried.

But Melinda was already gone.

Jeff got into bed and hugged her. She didn't know what to feel.

Melinda left them alone for three days. Caroline's belly quickly shrunk. She seemed to have suffered no permanent aftereffects from her pregnancy.

While Caroline felt relieved to return to normal, she had mixed feelings about Melinda's absence. On the one hand, she was always anxious when Melinda visited them, especially when Marie and Mark were home. She didn't want Melinda to notice the twins any more than she already had. And she was glad that they weren't being compelled to do anything new.

But on the other hand she worried for her daughter Ella. What had happened to her?

She would have her answer soon.

Melinda stopped by during lunch, while they were communing. Caroline found she was addicted to it now. Caroline saw, in the bathroom mirror, that her rider was beginning to grow a second golden ring, a sign it was increasing in maturity. It was also growing in weight; it was at least two pounds now, two solid pounds which rode on her back every minute of every day. Every time she communed, her rider got more and more powerful.

But she couldn't help it. Communing was just like sex. It was better than sex. Even as images of Jeff thrusting between her legs filled her mind, she experienced continuous orgasms. And they could go on for hours. They now were so hooked on it that they were doing it twice a day, in the morning and the evening. Caroline shivered once as, sitting back to back, she turned her head and saw, through the bedroom mirror, Jeff's rider rippling with energy, sucking up their lovemaking. In the end, they were only making it harder for themselves as their riders gained more and more control over them.

And what was worse, she was starting to get a red rash around the edge of her rider. So was Jeff. What was it doing to them?

Melinda appeared with the customary smile on her face. She kissed Jeff on the lips, and even squeezed his ass as she gave him a pleased look.

This time Caroline spoke first. "Where's Ella?"

"Would you like to see her?"

Caroline was surprised. There was no obfuscation; no delay. "Yes."

"Come with me."

Melinda drove them just outside of town, to Pocahontas State Park. Caroline sat in the back while Jeff rode in the front. Melinda was wearing a miniskirt that barely hid a thing. Caroline watched uneasily as Jeff stole glances at her legs.

When they arrived, Melinda took them on a trail at first and then off trail, to a hillside. They saw a giant hole in a hillside which looked like it had been recently dug. She started to walk in, but saw them hesitate. "Come along. It's quite safe."

They went inside. It was humid. The air smelled of mold. The ground was soft and spongy. As they walked, the walls, which were rock, changed into something else. Something living.

And then they found themselves in a giant chamber. The first thing they noticed was the giant insect creature above them. It must have been at least 20 feet tall. It had a giant bloated black body, but no apparent legs. An equally large head stood on top of it. It had two sets of multiplex eyes, which stared at them menacingly.

Caroline shivered. The creature's body seemed to have... some kind of alcoves or chambers carved into it. She actually saw people, whose arms or legs or chests or shoulders or heads were glued into the alcoves. It was as if they were slowly being consumed.

Melinda said, "Welcome to the Hive Mind."

Caroline looked around, and heard screams and moans and insect sounds. There were people, and insects, everywhere.

But the people were all nude.

Melinda started to undress, and put her clothes in an alcove. One glance was all it took, and Caroline and Jeff started to obediently remove their clothing. "I hope we find Ella soon," Caroline whispered. She reluctantly took off her clothes. She hated being naked in front of others, but it appeared in this place no one noticed.

"Are we ready?" Melinda asked, staring at Caroline's firm breasts and lush pubic hair as she finished slowly pulling off her panties. Caroline didn't like her smirk.

"Good! Let me give you the full tour," said Melinda.

There were a series of chambers beyond the Hive Mind. Caroline and Jeff worriedly walked underneath it as they went deeper into the cave.

In one chamber they saw people strapped down to tables of some sort. The people were in all different states of... alteration. Some of the people had insect hands, claws or pincers. Others had furry yellow and black bodies like bees. Others had shiny black carapaces over their arms or legs. One woman, her legs widely spread, had what looked like a cloaca being grafted over her vagina. Another man's penis was being modified, to look like a stinger of a bee. Caroline saw one man, strapped down, with a mask over his face, while a long line of tiny insects crawled into holes cut for his ears. The insects seemed to vanish when they reached his head.

"What are you doing to these people?" she asked.

"We are improving them," said Melinda.

Caroline stared at Jeff with a shocked look on her face. She was pleased that Jeff, despite his programming, also looked upset. He wasn't that far gone.

Melinda took them to another room, where riders were flopping all over people's bodies. Not all of the people were still alive.

"What is happening?"

"They are feeding," said Melinda. "Riders can feed a little at a time from a healthy body, but they grow much more quickly when they are allowed to consume... more fully."

Caroline's jaw dropped, and she couldn't help but cry out.

"Don't worry," said Melinda. "That's only the fate for our less useful servants. Or our uncooperative ones." She didn't miss the worried glance that Caroline gave Jeff.

They passed another room where men and women were sitting, dazed, as tubes were connected to their genitals. Each one had a spider on the back of their head. Melinda saw Caroline's questioning glance.

"They are being reprogrammed, as you were, and being prepared for reproduction," said Melinda. "Nothing is left to waste."

The chamber beyond seemed to be an orgy room. People were making love to each other. But the people making love were not entirely human. Some of them had insect genitalia. Some of them even had insect heads. They were all being used in breeding experiments.

The next chamber contained very pregnant women, being held in clear tubes, with flexible pipes going into their mouths, vaginas, and anuses. Caroline could hear women slowly moaning.

"The gestating chamber," said Melinda. "Do you see how fortunate you were to be allowed to give birth at home?"

Caroline looked away. "What about Ella?"

"We're getting to her," said Melinda. She led them to another chamber. It contained a room with two very long benches. On one bench sat men, and on the other were women. They were faced away from each other, all were nude, and they all wore riders. Their riders were barely touching.

"Momomomomomom," they heard. It was loud. A chorus. But not everyone was saying that. Others were saying "Mamoonishom! Mamoonishom!"

Melinda led them down the long row of nude, dazed looking women. Each woman had a big, dreamy smile on her face, and lust in her eyes. But they also looked exhausted. How long had they been kept like this?

"This isn't so bad, is it?" said Melinda. "After all, it isn't any different from what you do at home, is it?"

Melinda had a point. Caroline knew she was now addicted to communing. There was no way she could stop.

But then they came to a familiar face.

Ella. She was sitting with her back to a man, communing. And she had a rider on her back.

"Ella! Ella!" said Caroline, grabbing her shoulders.

"Momomomomomom," said Ella. She looked dazed, and tired, as if she had been communing for days. Her eyes were glazed, and she had a blank expression on her face. Caroline's 18 year old daughter's nude body looked even younger than her natural age as her titties were small and hadn't developed as much as her mother's.

"Ella, can you hear me?" said Caroline.

" Momomomomomom. Mamoonishom! Momomomomomom!" said Ella.

"She's in the middle of a cycle," said Melinda, gently pulling Caroline away.

"You said she would be safe," said Caroline, looking at Ella with concern.

"And she is," said Melinda.

Caroline peered around her back. Ella wore a double banded rider, bigger than her own.

"You took control of her!"

"Of course. Every human needs a rider," said Melinda. Her tone grew harsh. "Would you prefer another fate for her, one that you've seen here?"

"No," said Caroline quickly, realizing that everything else she had seen was worse, much worse. At least Ella's body was intact. She looked skinny, and her small titties stuck out, her nipples prominently erect. But her face was blank under the green light. She looked positively drained. How many hours a day did they have her communing? She must be addicted to it now, like she and Jeff were.

"Good," said Melinda, smiling. "Now it's time to talk about why you've been brought here." She pointed upwards. "The Hive Mind was very impressed when you gave birth to the programmers." She was referring to the spiders.

"They were?"

"Yes," said Melinda. "Only a small number of human hosts have successfully produced programmer spiders through human reproduction. And you produced eight of them! That proves that you and Jeff are very, very fertile," she said, with sly smile, as she stepped forward and grabbed Jeff's penis. She started to stroke it, right in front of Caroline.

Jeff, to her horror, smiled back at her, and let her kiss him. She embraced him for a long moment, before turning to Caroline. "And of course, you too, my dear. You both attracted the attention of the Hive Mind."

Caroline shivered, remembering those giant eyes.

"So you have been gifted with an exceedingly rare honor. The Hive Mind has selected you to reproduce."

"You mean, with spiders? We just did that," said Caroline.

"No," Melinda smiled. "I mean, a human child."

Caroline immediately looked at Jeff. He had an unreadable expression on his face.

"Why do you want us to have a human child? We already have three," said Caroline.

"Yours would be more than just a typical human child. It would be special."

"Special?"

"Its gestation would be accelerated. Our bioengineers have vastly improved on the slow and inefficient human method of reproduction. You would give birth within a week."

"A week? And what kind of baby would I give birth to in a week?"

"Human," said Melinda. "With a few minor improvements."

Caroline realized they wanted to use her and Jeff to perform some kind of genetic experiment. Could they reasonably refuse?

Melinda sighed theatrically. "Think of dear Ella. Dear, sweet Ella in the Communing room. Some aspects of the Hive Mind have wondered if she would be better suited for the Consumption room. I have responded to them. I have told them how cooperative you have been. How useful you have been. What should I tell them now?"

Caroline looked at Jeff, and he nodded. To save one of their children, they would have to create another. It made sense, sort of, given their very limited choices. Caroline turned to Melinda and nodded.

"Very good. But you need to prepare yourself, mentally. The preparations for reproduction of humanoid offspring are a little more... rigorous," said Melinda. She snapped her fingers, and a small black spider dropped down at their feet. "You could be... helped along, if you like."

Caroline quickly understood what was being offered. Melinda was asking if they wanted to be brainwashed, so they would want whatever was going to be done to them. It must be something dreadful.

She considered it briefly. While she didn't really have a choice but to agree to this procedure, she still had her freedom of thought. That still meant something to Caroline, even here. To go through this horror actually begging for it, seeking it out, was more than she could bear.

She shook her head.

"Very well," said Melinda. She spoke at an inopportune moment, just as they heard someone scream in the background. She smiled and touched Caroline's shoulder. "Come with me."
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