Incest/Taboo Bred by the Hive

Marion whirled around to face her sister. "Modest progress? I've been having sex every night!"

"Every night?" said Chloe.

"Every night Paul would have me," said Marion. She bit her lip. "Please, please don't take my family. I've done everything you said."

Chloe gave Stephan a neutral glance and tapped her foot, as if considering. "Your rider is close to maturity. Perhaps there is another way you can finish this."

"How?" Marion asked.

"If you touch yourself," said Chloe.

"What?" Marion asked.

"You heard me," said Chloe. "Get the blood flowing from pleasuring yourself. It's not quite as productive as sex, but you're so close, I think it will get you to completion. Remember, like you did... yesterday?"

The memory of masturbating in front of Chloe made Marion blush. "I... all right," said Marion. She reached down and picked up her blouse, and started to put it back on. But Chloe grabbed her hand, and shook her head.

"What?" said Marion.

"You'll do it here, and now."

"Uh... all right," said Marion. She looked around rapidly. "Can I use your bathroom, or your bedroom-"

"Right here will be fine," said Chloe, in a tone that Marion didn't quite like.

Marion took a deep breath as she stared at Chloe and Stephan. She saw the progression. Chloe had gotten Marion to masturbate in front of her, and now she wanted Marion to perform in front of her husband as well. Marion took another deep breath, and prepared to comply.

But as she reached behind her to unstrap her bra, Chloe raised her voice. "Children!"

Marion's eyes went wide. "Chloe, no!"

"What is it, Ma?" came Christopher's voice.

"Come here, dear. I think there's something you'll really want to see. And bring your sister," said Chloe, with an evil grin.

Chloe's 20 year old son and 22 year old daughter Michelle entered a moment later. "Hey Aunt Marion," said Christopher. "Did you like the rider I made for you?"

"Marion simply loves it, don't you, dear?" said Chloe.

Marion nodded curtly.

"Turn around, and show it off!"

Marion turned around and let the children see her rider.

"Yeah, it's getting big now," said Christopher. "I can almost see the first ring. Do you like having it in your back, Aunt Marion?"

Marion turned around to face him. "Yes, Christopher. Very much. Thank... thank you for making it for me," she said quietly, aware of Chloe's eyes on her.

Chloe stared at Marion with probing eyes. "Children, your Aunt Marion is about to give a special performance. She's going to bring her rider to maturity, and she wants all of you to watch and cheer her on."

"Chloe, please don't-"

"You'd better begin, dear," said Chloe. "Or if you're feeling shy, perhaps we'll invite your Susan or Rachel over. It's been a long time since Christopher and Michelle have seen them, I'm sure they'd love to get together-"

"No! All right," said Marion reluctantly. She paused, but only for a moment, and then reached behind her and undid the strap of her bra. She pulled it off of her, even as her lower lip trembled a bit as her heavy breasts came into view.

"Wow! Your tits are really sexy, Aunt Marion," said Christopher.

Marion looked down at the floor.

"Marion, Christopher just paid you a compliment," said Chloe.

"Thank... thank you, Christopher," said Marion, her voice cracking with embarrassment. She looked up and saw Chloe's impatient look. Chloe tapped her foot. That was all that was needed.

Marion got to work on her skirt. In seconds it was in a puddle on the floor. She stepped out of it. She took off her shoes and socks. Now all she was wearing were her panties. She felt the eyes of Chloe's family on her.

"Take it off," Christopher whispered. "Take it all off, Aunt Marion."

Marion took a deep breath. She had to be brave. She slowly pulled down her panties, revealing her dark pubic bush.

Stephan licked his lips. Michelle's eyes widened. "You look so sexy, Aunt Marion."

"Thank you, Michelle," she responded, looking away as she said it.

Chloe came forward with a stool, and brought it to Marion. "You have some work to do, don't you, Marion?"

Marion nodded. She sat down on the stool. She took a deep breath. Her rider fortified her, telling her this is the right thing to do. But as she reached down to put a hand between her legs, Chloe spoke again. "Spread your legs, dear. You want to give the children a good view, don't you?"

Marion looked startled, but saw the hardness in Chloe's eyes. Restraining a sob, she spread her legs, showing her thick labial lips perfectly framed by her dark pubic bush. Stephan gave a low whistle that cut through her like a knife, and Christopher clapped his hands like a thunderclap.

"Now get to it, dear," said Chloe. She saw Marion hesitate. Chloe gave Marion a hard stare. "The Hive is rapidly losing patience with you, my dear. You were supposed to be under the control of your rider by now. Out of sisterly love, I gave you an extension." She reached down and picked up Marion's clothes. "But if you don't get started right now, I'm going to send you packing."

The thought of being ejected totally naked from Chloe's house was more than Marion could bear. She sobbed as she hesitantly put a trembling hand into her slit, and found her clitoris.

As Marion started to hesitantly fondle herself, her sister gave her a wicked grin.

There was no way I could be aroused by this, she thought. Tears of shame were streaming down her cheeks.

And yet... she was. Her rider was making sure of that. Marion groaned with sexual pleasure as she started to masturbate herself. She started to arch her back with her movements and make little "ah, ah" sounds.

Chloe's husband Stephan rubbed a hand through his beard as he watched Marion pleasure herself. Her son Christopher rubbed his groin through his trousers as his eyes were glued to her body. Her daughter Michelle leered at her and gave her a mocking smile.

"Marion, have you found a rhythm that works for you?" Chloe asked.

"I... ah... ah... yes, Chloe," said Marion, her face turning red again. It was all so humiliating! And yet she couldn't stop. She felt the heat of her rider on her back, spurring her on.

"Good, dear. Keep going," said Chloe, with clear satisfaction in her tone.

Christopher watched Marion playing with her fingers moving in her thick triangle of pubic curls. He saw the look of pure sexual pleasure on her face as she played with herself. "She's so sexy, Mom," Christopher whispered. "Can I have her once she's trained?"

"Of course," said Chloe. "Though your father will probably have her first."

Marion gave a shocked look at Stephan. Chloe's bearded husband was staring at her with pure lust. He clearly had an erection inside his pants. And he wasn't the only one. Christopher also had a hard-on.

"Chloe!" said Marion. "I'm not going to have sex with your husband!"

"Of course you will, and you'll love every minute of it," said Chloe smugly. She frowned. "No one gave you permission to stop, dear."

Marion, looking deeply conflicted, started playing with her clit again. In moments she was gasping and rocking back and forth.

"Your cunt is very pretty, Aunt Marion," Christopher said, as he rubbed his shaft through his trousers.

Marion blushed.

"Marion!" said Chloe sharply. "My son just paid you a compliment. What do you have to say?"

"I...." Marion gasped as she pleasured herself. This whole situation was so unreal. She was masturbating in front of her sister, her husband, and her adult children! She felt her rider putting words in her head, giving her the courage to speak. "I... thank you, Christopher."

Christopher gave a wide grin as the tent in his pants only seemed to grow taller.

The men in Chloe's family weren't the only ones enjoying the show. Even Michelle seemed aroused. The points of her nipples were sticking out of her bra and were clearly visible.

"Her cunt is very pretty," Michelle decided. "I like the way she rubs it. But I want Paul. Once Aunt Marion is fully part of us, can I have him, Mom?"

"I don't see why not," said Chloe.

"Chloe! My husband is not going to have sex with my niece!" said Marion.

"The burden of all these decisions will be lifted from you, once your rider matures," said Chloe sternly. "One of the first things you will learn when you fully join us is that who you procreate with and how you procreate is the Hive's decision."

"But I'm doing this to protect Paul and the others!" Marion cried, even as she continued to finger herself. Her clitoris was as wet as mush and her legs were all sweaty.

"You'll want it," said Chloe knowingly. "You will come to see it as the greatest gift you'll ever want to give them. You'll see."

Marion's eyes widened. She knew that the Hive would take control of her, but even now she didn't know the road that she was going to be made to walk down on.

"Don't worry about it," said Chloe, putting a hand on her shoulder. "When the time comes, you'll want it more than anything. Is it working, Marion? Do you feel your rider, getting stronger in your mind?"

"I... I think so," Marion gasped. What am I doing? She asked herself. The right thing, she answered. She continued to rock back and forth as she rubbed her sweaty clitoris. She sensed that her rider was simultaneously arousing her while also preventing her from achieving an orgasm. It wanted her to exert herself to the maximum, to make the effort needed for it to make the breakthrough and reach sexual maturity. She could feel its tendrils on her back and in her mind, growing more intense with each passing moment.

"Chloe... when this is done.... Will I still be me?" Marion gasped.

"Of course you will," said Chloe, rubbing her sister's shoulder tenderly. "A new you. A better you."

"A better me?" Marion looked up at her sister with uncertain eyes, even as she gasped with self-inflicted sexual pleasure.

"You will be a far better version of you. The best version you can possibly be." Chloe's eyes were shining and she gave Marion a predatory grin.

I should stop while I still can! Marion thought, as she continued to diddle her clitoris, working as hard as she could to help her rider mature and take control of her mind. She knew what she was doing was wrong, she feared what would happen when her rider matured, and yet there was absolutely no way she could stop now. Even if Paul and Susan and Rachel came through that doorway, she would be unable to stop pleasuring herself. Marion's sexual need was so great now, her need to climax, that she couldn't stop for anything, even if it meant losing control of her own mind and body.

Still, part of Marion's mind was embarrassed beyond belief to see Chloe and her family watch her perform in front of them. But another part, a growing part that Marion wanted to deny, felt a secret thrill. Part of her felt excited by the erections in Stephan's and Christopher's pants. Part of her, a part she didn't fully recognize, wondered what would happen if they made love to her. Paul had taken her virginity and she had only been with him her entire life. The thought of having sex with other men, different men, younger men, excited her, and she didn't know if the thought was her own or her rider's. It was getting harder and harder to tell the difference.

"Keep at it, dear," said Chloe, in a low, husky voice. She slipped a hand into her pants, and to Marion's great surprise she saw Chloe shamelessly rubbing herself. Her own sister was actually masturbating to Marion's sexual performance!

For a moment, Marion stared into Chloe's eyes, saw the look of pure lust, and quickly looked away. She had seen that look before from other men, but never her from a woman. Never from her sister! It excited and frightened her. She sensed Chloe wanted something from her now, something she had never wanted before, and Marion was not at all sure she could give it to her.

Chloe was very aroused. She had not been a lesbian before she joined the Hive, but had always felt that her sister was much more attractive than she was, and the Hive, by its very nature, had expanded her appetites. The sight before her was incredible. Marion's muscular thighs were spread wide, showing her rich forest of pubic hair. She was using one hand to spread her vaginal lips, to give Chloe and her family the best view, and using the other to stimulate herself. Chloe and her family could see Marion working on the tiny bud of her clitoris, on the small pink head of her clitoris, peeking out from her clitoral hood. Marion worked it with one hand, petting it, nipping it, teasing it, caressing it, all in an effort to stimulate her rider to grow, to help it complete its transformation and take greater control of her mind. As she rocked back and forth, her heavy breasts bounced, her nipples proudly erect, her enormous areolas blood red.

Chloe watch her sister's sweaty face, her heavy breasts bobbing, her low moans of pleasure. "You look so beautiful... so sexy," Chloe whispered.

"I... I do?" said Marion, exhausted and confused.

"Yessss!" Chloe whispered, diddling herself harder.

"I will enjoy having you so much," said Chloe. She smiled broadly, her eyes filled with an alien light.

"Having me?" Her own sister? Marion was dismayed, but suddenly something radically changed in her mind, like a switch being activated, and her dismay was replaced with pleasure, pleasure and an enormous sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

"Chloe!" Marion cried, sitting upright even as she still pleasured herself.

"What is it, Marion?" Chloe asked.

"I... Chloe.... Ah! Aaaaaaaah!" Suddenly Marion realized how good it was to be HiveFlesh. How her rider loved her so much! How serving the Hive was her highest calling! How her body was made for reproduction!

And then, without any warning, Marion came! Marion cried out and rocked back and forth on her ass, her breasts heaving, and found herself smiling with joy. Her body was covered with sweat. She was breathing heavily. Her muscles were aching. She felt like she had just run a mile, and she felt good.

Really good.

Marion basked in her post-orgasmic glow. Even as Chloe and her family clapped and cheered, she smiled back at them proudly. And then she felt it. On her back. She knew what had happened without looking. Her rider had matured, growing its first golden band. Marion's rider tingled, and grew warmer, and Marion felt a sudden surge in her mind, and then she knew the truth. Her rider loved her. It cared for her. That realization flooded her head like a ton of bricks. She no longer thought of it as a parasite. It was a part of her, her very best friend.

"Congratulations, dear," said Chloe, coming close and giving her a hug. "I knew you could do it."

"My rider... it loves me," said Marion, basking in a warm glow emanating from her back to all over her body, from her head to her vagina to her toes.

"It certainly does," said Chloe. She gave Marion a firm kiss on the lips which left her feeling dazed. Stephan also kissed her. Michelle hugged her warmly, pressing her titties against hers, and whispered, "Welcome to the Hive, Aunt Marion."

And then Christopher took her in his arms and kissed her as well. "I can't wait to have you, Aunt Marion."

Marion reddened but said nothing. But something had changed; she felt it. If Christopher wanted it, she would have to give herself to him. She felt she could, if the circumstances demanded it, have sex with her nephew, something she had felt incapable of just a few minutes ago.

"All in good time, dear," said Chloe, giving a predatory smile. As they continued to congratulate her, Marion felt something new. A sense of community. Of being part of something larger than herself. It felt so good!

Stephan walked her up to a wall mirror, and Marion turned around. "What do you think?"

Marion saw the gold band around the edge of her rider.

It looked incredible!

"It's so beautiful!" She felt a thrill in her cunt just saying it.

But suddenly Marion's feeling of euphoria was tempered as she saw Chloe open a black bag, and pull out what looked like a green snake with glowing eyes. It hissed.

"Chloe, what is that?" Marion asked, scrambling backwards.

"It's your branding, dear," said Chloe.

"Branding?"

"It's time for you to receive your Hivemark." She turned to her children. "Show them, dears."

Christopher and Michelle were all grins as they removed each other's clothes. They even gave each other a quick kiss as they pulled down their respective undergarments. When they were done, they turned and faced Marion.

Christopher's penis was already erect. On the head of his penis Marion saw a glowing green symbol. Michelle smiled and spread her legs, and Marion saw a similar symbol, just above her pubic folds.

"You're going to put that on me?" said Marion.

"You must be marked by the Hive," said Chloe. She handed the snake to Michelle, and walked over to Marion and slowly caressed her breasts. "Didn't it feel good to have your rider mature?"

"Yes," Marion whispered, suddenly feeling the pleasure. Now that her rider was mature, the pleasure she felt was increased by at least a factor of two.

"Doesn't it feel good to be a part of the Hive?" Chloe whispered, her eyes shining.

Marion nodded.

Chloe's hand moved down between Marion's legs. Chloe had touched her there once, briefly, after Marion's rider had first been implanted. She had been dazed, confused, even resistant. But now she just gasped and spread her legs more widely to give Chloe easier access. Chloe expertly started to stimulate her.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah," Marion whispered.

"You like that, don't you?" said Chloe.

Marion nodded.

"Just as you'll like being branded. Ask me for it."

Marion wet her lips. Suddenly she wanted it more than anything. "Brand me. Brand me, Chloe."

"Beg me for it." Chloe's eyes were shining, and her lips were bright red. Her hand worked insistently, giving Marion pleasure but also an increasing tension that needed release.

"Please, Chloe," said Marion. "Please brand me. I want to be marked. I want to be owned. I... I beg you." The ease at which she spoke the words surprised even Marion. It was as if someone else was speaking. She felt the heaviness of her newly mature rider on her back and in her mind. It didn't make her decisions for her, not all of them, not yet, but it was having an increasingly larger and larger role by the minute as it grew more skilled at influencing her mind.

Chloe smiled and led her to the couch. Marion sat obediently. She heard something too soft to hear in her head, and spread her legs widely.

Chloe's smile grew wolfish. Marion was starting to obey her rider!

Chloe smiled. "What a good girl." She took the green snake from Michelle. "Stephan, Christopher, you'd better hold her arms."

Marion watched as the men each grabbed one of her arms. "What is that for?"

"It's important you don't move," said Chloe. She put the snake between her legs. It started to slither upwards.

Doubt and fear started to bubble in Marion's mind, to an extent that even her rider couldn't control.

"Chloe... please....."

"You're going to look so sexy," said Chloe, watching the alien snake wind its way up to her pubis. "Soon you will be marked as one of us forever and ever. You will be so proud of your Hive Mark that you will only wish you had it sooner." Marion, held firm by Stephan and Christopher, felt completely helpless.

"Please," Marion said again, as she saw the snake coil around her vaginal lips, looking for the right spot. With her legs widely spread, the target was clear.

The snake gave a mighty hiss, and Marion screamed, even before the snake bit down. Then her cry turned from panic to pain and she almost blacked out.

In seconds it was all over. "Open your eyes."

Marion complied. The snake was gone. So was the pain. Her arms were free. She looked down at her pubis. She had a glowing green symbol now. "What... what does this mean?"

"That you are Hiveflesh," said Chloe, extending her arms. Marion got up and hugged her. The hug turned into a kiss. "Welcome to the Hive, dear," said Chloe, giving her another kiss. She looked into Marion's eyes. "You are now marked as the property of the Hive forever. How does that make you feel?"

"I love belonging to the Hive," said Marion automatically. "I love my new slave mark." Slave mark? How had she known to call it that? And why would she want a slave mark? But even as she thought the words, her rider rewarded her with a jolt of pleasure. Slave. Marion shivered. She looked down at the glowing symbol above her vaginal folds. It glowed a bright green color. She gently caressed it with her fingertips. The pain was gone now. There was only pleasure.

"Is it done?" Marion asked.

"No," said Chloe. "You've only just begun."​