Chapter 08.1
Caroline Kelly had alien eggs implanted in her and her husband Jeff had alien sperm aborbed into his testacles. They had been compelled to have sex by their riders and Caroline had given birth to a green pod, a green pod which grew into a giant cocoon. Seven days later, the cocoon split open and a being who looked exactly like her husband emerged.
At that moment, the newborn's eyes opened. He did look exactly like Jeff. He even had his blue eyes. He looked at Jeff and Caroline.
For a moment, no one spoke. Then Caroline said, "Can you... can you understand us?"
"I can understand you," said the duplicate. Its voice was deep, and harsh.
"What... what are you?" said Jeff.
"I am... I am you," said the duplicate. As he spoke, his voice started to sound less harsh, and more normal.
"What?" said Jeff.
"I am you, Jeff Kelly," said the duplicate. His voice sounded almost exactly like Jeff now.
"What... why?" said Jeff.
"You are to be replaced," said the duplicate.
Suddenly Jeff got a chill down his spine. Replaced. He realized, with horror, what his and Caroline's fate would be now.....
"What... why?" said Jeff.
"Come. I will show you," said the duplicate. He took Jeff by the wrist. Briskly, he started climbing the stairs out of the basement.
Jeff let himself be led, at a rapid pace, up onto the main floor. The duplicate marched Jeff to the bedroom, trailing footprints made of greenish goo. Caroline followed close behind.
"Take off your clothes," said the new Jeff, who was already nude.
Jeff, trembling, moved to comply. When he was naked, the new Jeff looked down at his own penis, and then Jeff. "Suck."
"What?" said Jeff.
"You must make me hard," said the new Jeff.
"No... no," said Jeff. Even with a nearly three banded rider on his back, he wasn't going to do that.
"You must make me hard," the new Jeff intoned.
"I'll do it," said Caroline. She knew the embarrassment Jeff must be feeling.
"Caroline, no!" Jeff shouted. But even as Jeff protested, she stepped forward, got to her knees, and smoothly put the duplicate's penis in her mouth.
Jeff still felt humiliated. His own wife was sucking off another man right in front of him. Even though the other man... looked exactly like him.
As Caroline sucked on the other Jeff's penis, she looked up and saw the new Jeff smiling. While the face was Jeff's, the smile had something... malevolent about it. Caroline lowered her head and continued to work. She felt the head of his penis begin to expand and get rigid. She had mixed feeling about sucking another man's penis in front of Jeff. She knew how emasculating it must have made him feel. She tried not to think about it, concentrating on her work as she used her lips and tongue to make the other Jeff erect.
After a time, the new Jeff slid his now erect penis out of Caroline's mouth. "Very good," he said, feeling it with his fingers, to make sure it was hard enough.
He turned to Jeff. "Get on your hands and knees, on the bed."
"I... I must obey," said Jeff, his rider pulsating rapidly. He got on the bed on his hands and knees, with his ass facing the new Jeff.
The new Jeff put his hands on Jeff's ass, and caressed it for a moment. Then he looked at Caroline and smiled.
"What are you going to do?" Caroline asked.
"Something wonderful," the new Jeff promised her.
The new Jeff lifted his penis and slowly aimed it at Jeff's asshole. Then, ever so slowly, he inserted it into his rectum.
Jeff groaned as his rider filled him with pleasure.
The new Jeff started to slowly thrust in and out of him.
Caroline felt devastated as she saw Jeff being used in that way. Even as Jeff obviously experienced great pleasure, he must have been feeling totally humiliated.
Jeff gasped with pleasure even as he gave Caroline a pleading look. It felt so good.... But it was all wrong!
Caroline wondered what she could do. She wore a banded rider. She couldn't get the other Jeff to stop even if she wanted to. She looked at the new Jeff.
"Do you want to help your husband?" the new Jeff asked.
"Yes," said Caroline immediately, watching his long penis reappear and then disappear again inside of Jeff's rectum.
"Get a glass of water."
Caroline didn't move.
"Get a glass of water now!"
Caroline turned and fled.
When she returned with the water, she saw the other Jeff, still pounding into Jeff's ass. Jeff's ass cheeks were wide open as the other Jeff's thick shaft plunged between them.
But Jeff was no longer moaning with joy. His eyes looked glazed, as if he were in a trance. The other Jeff had a hand on his back, and his eyes were closed, as if they were in some kind of communion.
He briefly took the glass of water from her with his other hand and swallowed it all. "Thank you," he said, and he resumed thrusting within Jeff.
Caroline watched the penis going in and out of her husband. "What are you doing to him?"
"I am taking his memories," the other Jeff smiled.
"Taking his memories?" said Caroline, sounding alarmed. "Jeff, are you all right?"
Jeff moaned again.
"Jeff likes it now, don't you, Jeff?" the new Jeff asked, even as he continued to make love to Jeff's ass.
Jeff moaned again, even as his rider rippled on his back.
The new Jeff turned to Caroline and smiled, but the smile never reached his eyes. "Now wait in the kitchen until we are done."
"What-"
"Go!" said the other Jeff, even as he continued to thrust into Jeff's asshole once more.
Caroline turned and fled.
She sat sobbing in the kitchen. What was being done to Jeff?
They were in there for hours. In a way Caroline was glad the children were in school. It would be impossible to explain this.
Finally, around one o'clock in the afternoon, she heard the door to the bedroom open. She heard footsteps. Seconds later, Jeff appeared in the kitchen. He was totally naked. His body was covered in sweat.
"Jeff, are you all right?" she cried, running over to give him a hug. He did not return the hug, but merely said, "I am fine. I just need a drink." He said. He went to the sink and poured himself a glass of water. He drank the entire glass. He filled it again, and drained that one too.
Caroline looked at him. His body was covered in sweat. Then she noticed something else.
There was no rider on his back. His back was completely empty. There was not even a sign of a red rash.
She looked around at his front. His penis was glistening with sweat. She could see beads of clear liquid on the shaft and head of his penis.
His human penis.
Except that Jeff no longer had a human penis.
"You like it, don't you?" said Jeff, seeing her gaze. "You will feel it inside you soon enough."
"You... you're not Jeff. You're the other one," said Caroline. "What are you doing to Jeff?"
"Nothing much," said the duplicate. "We are almost done," he said, draining another glass of water. Without saying another word, he walked back to the bedroom, and slammed the door shut behind him.
Caroline sat as silently as she could in the kitchen. She heard moans now, Jeff's moans. Then, after about an hour, she heard him yell, "No... please, no, no!" and then a scream.
Caroline jumped up. She took a step down the hallway but felt the warning pain from her rider. She stopped in her tracks. "Jeff! Jeff, are you all right?" she yelled.
There was no answer.
And then, about five minutes later, the bedroom door opened, seemingly on its own.
Caroline took an exploratory step forward. There was no pain.
She half ran to the bedroom. She saw Jeff standing there, in his underwear, looking very tired.
"Jeff!" she cried hugging him. "I feared the worst," she said.
"Everything is all right," said Jeff, hugging her back.
"Jeff, what did it do to you?" said Caroline.
"I think it wanted my memories," said Jeff.
"Why?" Caroline asked.
"I don't know," said Jeff.
"Where is it?" Caroline asked.
"Over there," said Jeff.
Caroline looked on the other side of the bed. She saw a lifeless husk. The creature had stolen Jeff's memories... and then simply died? It didn't make any sense.
But then she looked back at Jeff. At his smile. At his bare back.
That wasn't Jeff. This was the duplicate.
That lifeless husk, in front of her, was Jeff. Her husband.
Jeff, the duplicate Jeff, smiled, seeing realization dawn on her face. "Congratulations. The experiment was a success."
"Why?" said Caroline. She was sobbing now. "Why did you do this? We did everything you asked!"
"Exactly," said Jeff. "You were among our most obedient, useful servants. And our most fertile. That's very rare. By duplicating Jeff, I have also inherited his inherent fertility."
"But... but...."
Jeff walked over to her, pressing his very manly chest against hers. "There are no buts," he said softly, with a dominating glare.
"You promised if we obeyed, that you would release us," Caroline wailed.
"You have become too valuable," said Jeff. "The needs of the Hive come first. Now I will be your husband. In every way."
"You? Never."
"In every way," Jeff repeated. "I now have all the memories of Jeff Kelly. I remember the day we first met, in the boathouse in Central Park. I remember our wedding night, in Waikiki. I remember the night I put Ella into you."
"But that doesn't make you Jeff!"
"You're right. There are certain gaps in my knowledge," said Jeff. "For example, while I have vivid memories of sex, I don't know exactly what is done, in what order, and what is expected of me. You will now instruct me in its proper function."
"You want me to have sex with you, right after you have murdered my husband?"
"I can see you are distraught," said Jeff. "If you will not instruct me, perhaps Marie would be a better teacher."
"No!" said Caroline.
"If you wish to protect our children, you will comply," said Jeff.
Our children. He said our children. With a shudder Caroline realized that he intended to replace Jeff in their life, totally. He would become not only her husband, but the father of Marie and Mark. They would never be more vulnerable.
She would have to obey.
Jeff saw that realization in her eyes and he reached down to kiss her. He pressed his lips against hers. She felt a surge of revulsion. That was immediately counterbalanced by a surge of sexual arousal which her rider flooded her mind with. Caroline's first instinct was to resist, but she quickly realized that she needed to cooperate with it, giving into the sexual hunger feeding the need in her breasts and vagina, because she so desperately needed to, to protect her children.
She hungrily started to kiss his lips. Jeff met her lips, but didn't respond.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked sharply.
"You have to kiss back," she said reluctantly. "It's not just the pressing of lips. You have to actually kiss back."
"How?" he asked.
Caroline thought about how to put it best in words, and then realized that showing was best. "Like this," she said, giving him a passionate kiss. It was easy, too easy, when her rider was flooding her bloodstream with hormones.
Jeff started to kiss her back, in the same way. For a moment it felt as if she were really kissing the real Jeff.
Jeff started to remove her clothing. At least he knew how to do that. After she was undressed, she felt him stare at her breasts, and then the space between her legs. "Shall we reproduce?"
Caroline winced. Jeff used to call it making love.
"We can, but usually Jeff and I touch each other first."
"Touch?"
"Like this," said Caroline, and she started to caress his body. Part of her couldn't believe she was caressing the body of this creature, who had just killed her husband, whose body was lying mere feet away. But her rider had put her in an intense state of arousal. And her intense need to protect her children kept negative thoughts locked up in the attic of her mind.
Caroline started to touch Jeff's chest, and arms, and legs. Jeff started to do mimic her touches, caressing her as gently as she did him. She looked at him in the eyes, and couldn't help but feel aroused. He felt like Jeff. He looked like Jeff. As she started to rub his organ, his wholesome human male organ, he started to rub her between her legs.
She gasped, and realized he had found her clitoris. She put her hand over his, and guided him, softly, gently, showing him the way. They lay on the bed, and Caroline showed him how to move his hand gently over her clit, back and forth, back and forth. "That's it, that's how you do it," she said. It felt so good. As he made the smooth circular motions she had grown to love, she found herself staring into his green eyes and shuddered as she unintentionally found herself beginning to bond with him.
"Am I stimulating you?" this new Jeff asked.
"Yes, you are," said Caroline, with real emotion in her voice. She felt so guilty. Her rider must be stimulating her. It simply must. This was an alien creature, an alien creature who looked like her husband but had just murdered him moments before.
And yet... she felt so intensely stimulated. "Ah, ah, ah, ah," Caroline gasped, in time with the pulsating of her rider on her back.
Jeff gave her a shit eating grin. "You are adapting to your new situation. You are a very obedient slave."
Obedient slave. How could she... how could she be having sex with this creature, right after what he did to Jeff? Caroline felt terrible. There was no way she could be aroused. And yet she was, in extremis.
Her rider throbbed on her back and Caroline lay her head back and closed her eyes to focus on the feelings of being stimulated, rather than the person stimulating her. Soon she was gasping with delight. Her mind was perversely filled with the memory of Jeff, this new Jeff, pumping in and out of Jeff's ass, taking him, dominating him so thoroughly. While she had been horrified for Jeff's sake, she secretly found something deeply arousing about this other Jeff, by the way he had controlled her Jeff, by the way he had disposed of Jeff and was now using her like a submissive woman.
Why was she having such terrible thoughts? They couldn't be her own. As Caroline's vagina throbbed with tight need, she wasn't sure what were her thoughts and what were her rider's anymore.
"Are you ready to be fertilized?"
Caroline opened her eyes and saw a man who looked and sounded exactly like her husband. She found herself desperate to be filled, desperate to be soothed, to burst a dam of tightness which was raging within her.
"I... yes." She was so ashamed!
Jeff grinned and mounted her. Caroline watched as his human looking penis slowly found the entrance to her vagina. Jeff smiled again as the head of his penis came into contact with her labial lips. Caroline instinctively reached out and grabbed Jeff's hand. Jeff's wolfish smile only shamed her further.
And then he surged forward and was inside of her. Her husband's killer was now making love to her. And to Caroline's intense shame it felt good. Really good. She felt every inch as he slid in and out of her. It felt like the real Jeff inside of her. The man on top of her, with his muscular chest, his dark hair, and green eyes, looked like Jeff. As he made love to her, his eyes remained fixed on her, dominance filtering into her helpless mind. Her body became limp and submissive as he pumped into her.
"Do you like it?" Jeff asked.
"I...." Caroline looked and felt conflicted.
Caroline couldn't believe it. She was highly sexually aroused by this creature who had murdered her husband. She felt tendrils in her head.
Accept him. He is more manly. He is superior.
"Yesssss," she cried, with a look of intense anguish on his face. Caroline gave into the urges. The smell of his body; the feeling of his chest, the feeling of his frictioning penis... it was all too familiar for her.
Jeff gave her a wicked grin. "I am your husband now. Say it."
"You... you are my lover now," Caroline gasped. It was such a terrible thing to say, but she was a total captive of his pistoning shaft, which sent tingling radiating all over her cunt.
"You will encourage the children to accept me as their father."
"No!'
"Say it!"
Caroline felt like her vagina was going to burst. The tension was too powerful. She tried to think clearly, but the tendrils of her rider in her head made it difficult.
"I... I will encourage the children to accept you."
"Good." Another wolfish grin. "When the time is right, they will join us."
"No!"
"Yes!"
Caroline looked up at him with horror. But she could not deny his pistoning cock, or the way ti was making her feel. She felt her rider directly manipulating her clit, her vagina, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm, working with Jeff's pistoning cock to-
"Oooooh!" She cried out, her heaving breasts pressed against Jeff's chest.
Time passed.
As Caroline's mind cleared, she realized that she had just had sex with her husband's killer.
Jeff looked at her expectantly. As he pulled out of her, Caroline saw a line of green sperm coming out of the tip of his penis.
He has come inside of her.
"This encounter was very educational," said Jeff, as he lay by her, stone faced. "Stimulating you did not prove difficult. You seemed to enjoy it."
"I... I never could...."
"You did," said Jeff.
It was true.
Jeff gave her an appraising look. "We will practice again."
"How often?"
"Until you accept me as your lover," said Jeff bluntly, as he got up abruptly. "I will shower and dispose of the body. You will act normally when the children come home from school. Remember, if they suspect, I will have to deal with them."
The horrors of reality suddenly caught up to Caroline again. She made sure to dash into the shower while Jeff took the lifeless husk of her husband away. She didn't ask what he was doing with it.
And then, at dinner, Caroline experienced the new horror, seeing the new Jeff interact with her children.
"Hey Dad, how's it going?" said Marie sitting down for dinner.
"Fine, dear, how are you?" Jeff asked, sounding completely normal.
"I hate nuclear physics," said Marie, making a face. "Why must we study that in high school?"
"Every sexually mature child must understand the basic building blocks of existence," said Jeff.
Marie raised her eyebrows and gave Jeff an odd look.
"Dad, when are we going to go biking?" Mark asked.
"Biking?" Jeff asked.
"You said we were going to go biking sometime," said Mark.
"You know, that's a good idea. We could take our bikes to the Santa Monica foothills this weekend," said Jeff. "The countryside is very pretty there."
"No!" Caroline cried.
Three faces turned to look at her.
"I mean, I... I wanted to spend some time with your father," said Caroline. "He's been working so hard lately. I want to spend this weekend with him. It's all right with you, dear, isn't it?" she said, looking at Jeff.
"I can make time to spend with my son," said Jeff.
"Please, Jeff?" she said, her eyes pleading.
Jeff paused, and then smiled. "All right," he said. He looked at Mark "Sorry, kiddo. We'll do it another weekend."
"Promise, dad?"
"I promise," said Jeff.
After dinner, Caroline sought out Jeff in the bedroom. "I thought the deal was that we were going to leave the kids out of it."
"Deal?" said Jeff.
"We... Jeff and I made a deal with the Hive. Our cooperation in return for leaving the kids free."
Jeff, the new Jeff, considered. "You do not wish them to join the Hive?"
Caroline paused. Lately, her rider had been flooding her mind with nothing but thoughts of her 18 year old twins joining the Hive. She imagined them, their young, fresh bodies, being used to procreate, to expand the Hive. It gave her a thrill between the legs.
And yet, she wasn't quite there yet. The part of her that was still hers realized it was wrong, and she wanted to do whatever she could to protect her children.
"No," said Caroline. "I am part of the Hive now, I accept that," she said. It felt so demoralizing to say it. But it was true. "But leave the kids out of it."
Jeff looked at her. She wondered what was going on in his mind. But then he nodded. "Fine. But you must convince them I am their father."
"Convince them?" said Caroline. "They believe it."
"They are doubting," said Jeff. "Your performance at dinner was pathetic."
"How... how can I convince you that I've convinced them?" Caroline asked.
Jeff took a step forward, so that his body was pressed against hers. "By convincing me."
Caroline took shallow breaths.
"When you can make love to me, and convince me utterly that I am your husband, then you will be believable."
Caroline took a step back. "But I can't... but you're not..."
"You must practice," said Jeff, and he grabbed her by the wrist.
Jeff made love to Caroline that night, and every night for the next few days. As Caroline bounced up and down on his penis, she noticed how hard and thick he felt. Harder than the real Jeff. His body also felt more muscular too.
She tried to give a realistic performance, kissing and touching and participating as much as she could. But Jeff did not seem to be convinced.
One thing Caroline noticed was that when they made love, Jeff always insisted that she be on top. Always. It didn't take Caroline long to figure out what his real agenda was.
As she bounced up and down, as she rode on his penis, her body was getting an incredible workout. Blood was pumping, muscles were being exerted, and her rider... her rider was growing. She could feel it sucking energy, draining life from her to make itself stronger.
One morning Caroline looked in the mirror and saw the beginning of the second band growing, just inside the first one.
A two banded rider was about to mature on her back. Caroline had seen what had happened when Jeff, the real Jeff, had been taken by a two banded rider. He had become a total puppet of the aliens.
Caroline's feelings were more complex. She loved the Hive. She loved being part of it. She loved the sense of belonging. She loved reproducing to expand the Hive.
And yet, she still had feelings of protectiveness for her children. She remembered that she was doing all this for them. Part of her felt that they should be protected. But another part of her felt that they should join the Hive.
And that other part was growing stronger daily.
That's what Jeff was doing. He was stimulating her rider to mature further. Once she got her second band, it would totally control her. That's what he was waiting to happen.
And there was nothing Caroline could do to stop it. On the contrary, she was cooperating to make it happen. Every time Jeff, the new Jeff, gave her a look in the bedroom, she felt a chill radiating from her vagina, and an intense need to make love to him. Soon she was fucking him with abandon, bouncing up and down on his shaft without a care in the world.
A few days after the new Jeff had taken the place of her husband, Caroline looked at her rider in the mirror. It had grown larger, thicker. She could see the faint outlines of a second gold band starting to form inside the first one.
Her rider was maturing even further.
But instead of terrifying her, as it had for days, Caroline simply smiled and, standing completely naked, modeled her rider in the mirror. She felt so much more attractive with a rider on her back, so much more erotic. It was as if her rider was another sexual organ, like her breasts or her vagina. It looked so sexy. Caroline rubbed her hands along her breasts, pubis, and thighs as she stood in profile, looking at her beautiful body. Her rider pulsated slowly. It was a part of her now. It loved her so much.
Every night Jeff pulled her into bed, and every night he expected her to perform, enthusiastically, always on top, always with the maximum of exertion. After sex she would be completely exhausted. She could only imagine how much her rider drained from her.
One night as she was made to mount Jeff and exert herself again, she felt him wrap his arms around her back and gently touch her rider.
"It is getting bigger," he grinned. "Soon it will control you completely. Would you like that?" he said.
"Yessss...." said Caroline. At that moment, with her vagina so full of his organ, with her body and mind so sexually aroused, she would have agreed to anything he said.
"Imagine losing yourself... giving up completely.... surrendering control to the Hive."
"Yesssss..." Caroline whispered again, as she rode his penis up and down, ever more vigorously.
"Imagine it controlling your mind, letting it shape you, guide you, use you. Imagine how sexually arousing it will feel to give up control, to simply be a vagina, a reproductive tool of the Hive."
"Yes..... oh yes..." Caroline said, with hot lust in her eyes. His words were driving her wild. Her breasts were heaving, her pulse was racing, her vagina and clitoris felt like they were on fire. She pushed down hard and impaled herself on his stiffness. And then she cried out as she climaxed, moaning loudly as she kissed him. And all of a sudden, it all made sense to her. All of it.
"I love you so much," said Caroline, as she kissed him fiercely. "I love the Hive. I want to be controlled. I want to be part of it more than anything."
Jeff smiled broadly. He flipped her over so for once she was on the bottom. There was no longer any need for her to be on top now. Caroline smiled up at him and wrapped her arms and legs around him as he made love to her. This was her Jeff now. Better than the original. She remembered how the original Jeff had cried and whimpered as the new Jeff fucked him in the ass. He had been so weak, such a beta male. As the new Jeff fucked her vigorously, Caroline realized that new Jeff was a distinct improvement, a true man who would dominate and control her, which she found so incredibly sexy. As he pounded her with his hard tool, Caroline achieved another shattering orgasm on his thundering penis, and cried out when he released inside of her.
It was only after they had finished, when Caroline got up, and looked in the mirror, that she saw what she already knew: that her rider had a double band around it. She modeled it proudly in the mirror. She felt truly part of the Hive now, without reservations. She looked into Jeff eyes, and knew he knew it too.
"I am HiveFlesh," said Caroline, with newfound certainty, as she modeled her body in the mirror, her breasts, her tits, her ass, and her newly expanded rider, which pulsated on her back. "My purpose is to reproduce and expand the Hive."
Jeff smiled and hugged her.
The next day Caroline received an urgent call from her brother, Francis. He had to see her, immediately.
Francis worked in World Government Security. He came over to their apartment during the lunchtime hour, when Caroline could get away from work. Jeff was there too.
Francis didn't come alone. He brought a colleague named Agent Jepson, who shook their hands.
"Francis, what is this all about?" Caroline asked, as they sat down in the living room.
"There's something going on, Caro," said Francis. Only Francis called her that. "There's been an incursion."
"Incursion?" said Caroline, reaching out to hold Jeff's hand.
"Aliens," said Francis. "Just like 50 years ago."
Caroline stiffened. "How come we haven't heard anything about it?"
"They don't want to provoke panic."
"What are we talking about, Francis?" Jeff asked, speaking for the first time.
"Aliens. Aliens who can control people through mind control," said Francis. He glanced around the room. "How are you? The kids, Mark, Marie, Ella?"
"Fine. We're all fine, really," said Caroline, trying to sound sincere.
Francis turned to Jeff. "And how have you been, Jeff?"
"Fine," said Jeff.
"Really?" said Francis. "Your office says you're on extended leave right now."
"I am," said Jeff, getting up and stretching.
"What's going on?" Francis asked, watching Jeff's every movement.
"Better just to show you," said Jeff. Suddenly, with incredible speed, he reached out and punched Francis in the head. He fell to the ground.
Agent Jepson reached inside his jacket, but Jeff was quicker, hitting him in the head as well. He fell to the floor on top of Francis.
"What did you have to do that for?" Caroline asked.
"They knew," said Jeff. "And now we'll have to deal with them." He reached down, and with more strength than a human being should have, lifted Francis up over his shoulder, and carried him away. "Follow," he said.
Caroline followed him into the bedroom.
"Undress him," said Jeff.
As Caroline rushed to comply, Jeff used bedsheets to tie Francis's arms and legs to the bedposts. In moments, Francis was naked, and bound to the bed.
"Make him part of us," said Jeff.
He didn't explain further. But somehow, he didn't have to. Caroline simply knew. She started to rapidly undress. In moments, she was naked.
"Is there no other way?" she whispered, staring at her naked brother's body. He moaned, starting to come around.
"Begin," said Jeff.
Caroline climbed on top of her brother. Francis blinked. "Caroline? What's going on?"
"I'm... I'm sorry, Francis," she said, as she started to rub her pubic hair against his organ. His penis began to get hard.
Francis looked at her, and at Jeff, who was standing there watching, smiling. "You... you're making her do this."
"She wants to do this. Don't you, Caroline?" Jeff asked.
"Yes," said Caroline, with a smile, and she meant it. "I do. I'm going to make you part of the Hive, Francis."
"I'll leave you to it, then," said Jeff. "I'm going to take care of Agent Jepsen. I'll be back in a while."
"All right, dear. Love you," said Caroline, as she rubbed her vaginal lips against Francis's rapidly hardening penis.
In moments, they heard the front door slam.
"Caroline, he's gone. You don't have to do this," said Francis.
"I know, little brother." Caroline looked down. Francis's penis was now hard enough to put inside her. She lifted herself up, and put him in her. Then she started riding him.
Francis suddenly felt the inside of his sister's vagina. It felt smooth and wet. He gasped involuntarily.
Caroline smiled at him as she started working up and down on his cock. Francis felt so embarrassed. But Caroline was loving every minute of it. She loved how embarrassed he looked when she smiled at him. She loved the feeling of the head of his penis rubbing inside her.
And she also loved what she felt was happening on her back. She moved more quickly now, exerting herself to give her rider the energy it needed. It was beginning to reproduce.
Francis, oddly enough, could see it because of the mirror on the wall behind her.
"Oh my God... you've got one of those things on you!" said Francis.
"It's called a rider, dear brother," said Caroline, riding up and down on him. She spoke in a soft, sensuous tone. "And I'm making one now. Just for you."
Francis could see the rider starting to split down the middle. In moments there would be not one rider, but two. And one of them would be for her dear brother, Francis, whose penis felt so good inside her.
Francis realized this. He watched in horror as the rider began to split. "Caroline! I can help you! Release me and I'll save you!"
"But I don't need to be saved, brother," said Caroline, enjoying the dual feeling of riding up and down on his hard penis, and the feeling of the rider splitting down her back. Because reproduction took so much energy out of her, the rider compensated by flooding her mind with intense pleasure, to keep her going.
She felt her rider starting to bubble on her back and expand. "Oh, Francis, it feels so good. You have no idea how good it feels."
"How what feels?" Francis said.
"Expanding the Hive. Being enslaved. Being used. You'll love it all so much," said Caroline, smiling gratefully as she felt the twin pleasures of her brother's penis penetrating her while life was being created on her back. She felt her rider starting to split down the middle, sending a surge of sensual pleasure through her body.
"Why would I love that?" Francis cried.
"Because it feels so good," said Caroline. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles now as she rode him. "The feeling of surrendering yourself, Francis. The feeling of allowing your rider into your body and your mind. The feeling of totally surrendering control to it, and letting the Hive control you. Oh, Francis, it feels so good that you'll just want to fuck and fuck forever."
Her words terrified her brother, but also made his penis tingle and his balls tighten as she rode him.
"Aaaaah!" Caroline stiffened, as she felt her rider finally split into two. It rewarded her with a thunderous orgasm, which she enjoyed as she impaled herself deeply on her brother's male sex organ.
Now there was a two banded rider on Caroline's back, and another, small, unbanded rider. Caroline leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Francis's neck. The smaller, newborn rider started to crawl down her right arm.
Francis's eyes grew wide. "Caroline... this is your last chance to escape, to be free! I can help you!"
"No, little brother!" she said, with a newly dominant tone. "I can help you. To join the Hive. It's the greatest gift imaginable. You'll simply love it."
Francis watched as the rider slowly climbed down her forearm, and then her hand. He tried to jerk his body away, but Caroline held him firm.
"Please, Caroline, think about what you're doing!" he cried, as he saw the rider about to jump from her hand onto his shoulder.
"I am," said Caroline. "I'm bringing you into the Hive." She stared into his eyes as the rider made contact with his skin, just around his neck. Francis cried out and grew stiff, and the rider moved between his shoulder blades.
"Oh... oh... I can feel it! I feel it, in my mind!" said Francis. "It's doing things in my head!"
"Just let it happen," said Caroline. "Just let go, Francis, let it all go, dear brother."
She smiled as Francis continued to cry out for a moment more. And then he slumped back into the bed.
Caroline waited expectantly.
Francis looked up at her. "I am part of the Hive." It was not a question.
"You are part of the Hive," Caroline agreed.
"My purpose is to reproduce, and to fertilize females," said Francis, even as his penis was still lodged inside his sister's vagina.
"Then we're in a perfect position to celebrate, little brother," Caroline smiled. She rapidly undid the restraints. There was no need for them now. Once Francis was free, he simply lay there. She climbed on him and mounted him again.
Only this time, Francis cooperated. He smiled up at his sister as she rode up and down on his penis. Although his rider was immature, he felt its influence, in his brain, telling him how good it felt. As he looked at his sexy sister, with her breasts bouncing, with her pubis glistening with sweat, he realized he had to come inside of her.
In moments they had both achieved an orgasm, his first, and her second. And then they kissed and cuddled until Jeff came back. Jeff looked unsurprised but pleased to see them happily in each other's arms. He gave Francis instructions on how to spread the Hive in his workplace, as well as to Teresa his wife and his 19 year old daughter Patricia.
When Francis had left, Jeff took Caroline in his arms. "You have done well," he said. "Are you ready for the next step?"
"To bring the twins into the Hive?" she asked, knowing the question even before it was asked.
Jeff just looked at her.
"Yes, my sweet," she said, kissing him.
It took Caroline two days to recover enough to be ready to welcome 18 year old Mark and Marie into the Hive. Splitting a rider into two took enormous energy, which is why worms were often used instead.
But when the time came, it was Caroline who put a worm under each of their pillows. They waited until an hour after the children had gone to bed, and then Jeff got up and motioned for Caroline to follow him. They went to the door to Mark's room, where they heard soft moans.
Jeff opened the door, and in the light from the hallway they saw Mark, their 18 year old son, lying on his back with his eyes closed, wearing only underwear. He had an enormous erection.
Mark snaked a hand inside his underwear, and started rubbing furiously. He moaned again.
Jeff turned on the light. Immediately, Mark came awake. "Mom! Dad!" he said, blinking. He looked down at his obvious erection, and covered it with his hands.
"There's no need to be shy, dear," said Caroline, coming forward and sitting at his side. Looking into his eyes, she moved his hands away, and smiled as she pulled down his underwear.
"What're you doing, Mom?" said Mark, feeling extremely embarrassed that his own mother was staring at his penis. But something else caught his attention. "And what is that?"
That was the worm which was now wrapped around the head of his penis. Mark's eyes widened, and he moved to pull it off, but he yelled in pain.
"No," said Caroline. "That's not the way to remove it."
"How?" said Mark. "How can I remove it?"
"I'll show you," said Caroline, smiling at him with joy.
Caroline stood up and gracefully removed her pink nightgown. She was completely naked underneath. She sat down over his legs, straddling his penis. She smiled at him as she took her son's rigid shaft in her hand.
"Mom, what're you doing?" Mark asked, totally bewildered.
"I'm helping you with your problem, dear," said Caroline. And then she inserted his penis inside her vagina, and winked at him.
Mark couldn't believe what was happening. He looked up at Jeff, who was smiling approvingly, and then back at his mother, his mother who now was starting to ride up and down on his stiff organ.
Riding on Mark's penis in order to enslave him would have been inconceivable a month or even a few days ago; but Caroline's double banded rider had given her the certainty she needed that she was not only doing the right thing, but an extremely necessary one.
As Caroline started to go up and down, her rider, which was hidden from Mark's view, started to divide. The exertion Caroline was making was giving it the energy to reproduce again.
"Mom, what are you doing?" said Mark. "Oooh... Oooohh...."
"I'm making love to you, dear. Doesn't it feel good?" she asked, smiling.
"Yes, it does, but... Dad, is this ok?" said Mark, looking anxiously at his father.
Jeff smiled. "Of course it is, son. We're all meat for the Hive." He saw Mark's confused expression. "Don't worry, you'll understand very soon."
Caroline cried out as she experienced her first orgasm of the evening, as her rider split neatly into two. She leaned over towards Mark, and whispered, "Kiss me, dear," as the less mature half started to slide down her right arm.
Mark kissed her, feeling incredibly aroused. "Mom, I'm gonna... I'm gonna come... is it ok if I... If I...."
"Of course," said Caroline, turning his head to face away from the rider. "Come inside me, dear."
Mark shouted out, and exploded in her. He couldn't believe he was coming inside of his mother, while his father watched! But just as he was finishing ejaculating, the rider climbed off her arm, and lodged onto his back. Mark went rigid, and cried out. "Mom, there's something wrong!"
"There's nothing wrong," said Caroline.
"There is! There's something in my mind!" Mark cried.
"Just relax, dear," said Caroline.
Marie chose this minute to walk into the room. "What's all the screaming... oh my God, Mom, what are you doing on top of Mark?"