Incest/Taboo Bred by the Hive

After they achieved their mutual orgasms, Chloe smiled. "You've come so far, Marion," she said, moving to hug her dear sister. "You just have one more woman to bring into the Hive."

"Only one?" said Marion. For the past few weeks she had been bringing dozens of women into the Hive, for some special purpose. "What will happen after that?"

"That... will be a surprise," said Chloe, as she played with one of Marion's erect nipples.

"Who shall I bring into the Hive now?"

"Our mother, Virginia."

Chloe was pleased that even under this deep state of control that Marion could still be surprised. She wasn't quite a total robot yet.

"Our... our mother?" said Marion slowly. "Why does the Hive want Mom? She's 58 years old. She's-"

"A sexually mature adult. Isn't she?"

"But she's past menopause," said Marion.

"She still has a vagina, doesn't she? The Hive could still find a use for her," said Chloe. She started to rub Marion's clit, which was still sensitive from their lovemaking. "Didn't it feel good to bring Paul into the Hive?"

"Yes," said Marion, spreading her legs to give Chloe easier access.

"Didn't you love making love to Ryan, and giving him his rider?"

"Yes," said Marion again, throwing her head back, enjoying the feeling of what was being done to her.

"And watching Susan being taken, wasn't that the best experience of your life?"

"Yes, yes, yes," said Marion. She reached up and kissed Chloe passionately, and felt her clit explode as she came again.

After she had recovered, she whispered, "I'll bring Mother into the Hive."

"So how are the kids?" Virginia Thomas asked.

Marion was grateful her father had passed away. Part of her didn't want him around to see what was about to happen to his wife.

Who also happened to be her mother.

Marion didn't even know how to answer her mother's question. How were the kids? She had had vaginal sex with her son and brought him into the Hive. He now wore a rider, the same as hers. Ryan in turn had brought his sister Rachel into the Hive. Marion was vaguely aware that both Ryan and Rachel were going around, bringing others into the Hive. And then there was Susan, her youngest, who was now also her lesbian lover. How to even begin to answer such a question?

"They're fine, Mom," said Marion, grinning broadly. "They're all fine. They're the best they've ever been."

"And how is Paul?"

Marion smiled as she thought of Paul, with an erection and a completely blank face, inseminating his sister, filling her with Hive creatures. "He's fine too, Mom." Her mother didn't even have an inkling of the fundamental changes inside of her. As the heavy rider pulsated on Marion's back, she found herself hungering for her mother's vagina.

Her mother sniffed."What is that smell?"

"I don't smell anything," said Marion.

"It's getting stronger... like a woman's scent." Her mother leaned forward. "Are you wearing a new kind of perfume?"

"Kind of," said Marion, thinking of the giant rider on her back which was now emanating pheromones. Marion sat and sipped her tea as she watched the airborne chemicals work their magic on her mother.

The small part of Marion's mind that was still her own realized that there simply was no rational need to bring her mother into the Hive. There were many, many prospects that were much more suitable for reproduction. Which suggested there was another reason that Virginia was being brought into the Hive. Marion felt she was being tested in some way, though how or to what end eluded her.

Her mother felt an unfamiliar warmth flood her body and she gasped. Although Virginia Thomas always thought her daughter was gorgeous, she had never been sexually attracted to women and certainly not her own daughter. But as the pheromones entered her bloodstream, her pulse started to race and she suddenly felt arousal flood her body. She looked at her daughter, who was wearing an uncharacteristically revealing shirt. Her breasts were practically falling out of them. She knew that Marion always hid her breasts from prying eyes.

"You're dressed very... differently, dear," said her mother, wiping some perspiration off her forehead. It was getting hot in here.

"You must mean my breasts," said Marion, grinning. "Do you like them, Mother?" Marion asked, and she actually opened another button on her shirt, to reveal her breasts more clearly.

"I... I...."

"It's all right, Mother," said Marion. She stood up and opened her shirt completely, revealing her large, melon shaped breasts hanging in a white bra.

"Marion! What are you doing?" her mother stammered.

Marion looked at her mother with a practiced eye. By the way she was trembling, Marion knew she was ready. She extended a hand and pulled her mother up. She pressed her lips against her mother, but not in a daughterly way. Her mother, trembling, embraced her as Marion slipped her tongue into her mouth.

Ten minutes later, Marion was on top of her mother on the couch, shamelessly grinding her pussy against Virginia Thomas's. This is where it all began, Marion smiled to herself as she rubbed against her mother's aging vulva. It was old and dry and grey and wrinkled; but Marion knew that soon enough, through the miracle of the Hive, that it would be producing life once again.

"Marion, we shouldn't be doing this," her mother whispered. But she hadn't resisted as Marion had undressed her. Nor had she resisted when Marion kissed her, or put her on the couch, or rubbed her giant watery titties against hers.

"Why not, Mother?" Marion asked, as she ground her vulva firmly against her mother's.

"I'm your mother, that's why," said Virginia Thomas, as she felt her clitoris running wild. She hadn't felt such sexual desire in years. Marion's breasts, her vagina, even her smile made her crazy. She was so sexy! But part of Virginia stubbornly resisted, no matter how much pheromones she had in her system. "Marion, how can you do this? I'm your own mother!" she cried, even as she ground her pelvis harder against her daughter.

"And Chloe is my sister," Marion grinned, as she squeezed her mother's sagging breasts. "And Ryan is my son," she added, as she hugged her mother tightly. "And Susan is my daughter," she whispered, grinding against her mother so hard that Virginia gasped.

"You've had sex with Ryan and Susan? Marion, how could you do that to your own children?"

"They begged me for it, Mother," said Marion, remembering the night that Ryan got taken. "They all wanted it so much."

"I can't believe that!" she cried.

"Believe it," said Marion firmly, slipping a finger between them to stimulate her mother's clitoris.

Her mother started to gasp rhythmically as Marion stimulated her. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

"You see, Mother, we're all simply sexually mature bodies," said Marion. She resumed rubbing her body against her mother. She felt her rider beginning to bubble up on her back. Good. Her mother was the last member of her family yet to join them. Marion felt the vaguest apprehension about that for some reason, but pushed it to the back of her mind. Why shouldn't she want to have sex with her mother and give her a rider? It was the most natural thing in the world.

"I've always wanted to have you, Mother." said Marion.

"You have?"

"Um hm," said Marion, feeling her heavy breasts rub against her mother's almost liquid, watery saggy teats. "Your old flabby tits, your wrinkled cunt... they excite me without end."

What she was saying was horrible but Virginia Thomas felt terribly, terribly aroused. She saw her daughter in a new light now, a powerful sexualized being with extremely attractive breasts and a smile that made her tingle.

"Haven't you missed having a man inside you, Mother? Wouldn't you like to feel Ryan's young body coursing through you?"

Her words were wicked but the feeling of Marion's pubis rubbing against her own inflamed her passions. "Yes," said Virginia, feeling full of shame. "But it's wrong!"

"No more wrong than this," Marion grinned, kissing her mother passionately. "You're going to give birth to a new breed of life again."

"What... what are you saying?" Virginia felt all hot and bothered and was having trouble understanding.

Marion gasped as she felt her rider on the verge of splitting. She ground her body harder against her mother's. "You're going to have babies again, Mother!"

"But I'm too old for that!"

"No you're not," Marion grinned. She kissed her mother hard and felt her shudder with arousal. Marion didn't know exactly what was planned for Virginia Thomas, but she vaguely sensed it involved something relating to reproduction. She was thrilled at the idea of her mother being used to create new Hivelife.

"Wouldn't it feel good to have Ryan's shaft inside you, pumping you full of life, making a new baby?"

"Ooooh... oooooooh," Virginia groaned. Marion smiled. She hadn't seen her mother this happy in years.

She gasped as she felt/heard her rider crack, as she felt the yellow liquid streaming down her back and entering her anus, coating it with the sticky alien birthing liquid. Her new baby rider was about to be born!

Marion gave a long, low groan.

"What's happening?" Virginia asked.

"Something wonderful," said Marion smugly. Usually, at this point, she would distract her victim while the rider reproduced. But something in her had changed. This time she wanted her mother to be fully aware of what was about to happen to her. She momentarily tilted to the side so her mother could clearly see what was going on.

Virginia's eyes widened as she saw the rider which was about to split into two on her back. "What is that thing on your back?"

"It's my rider, Mother," said Marion, continuing to rub her vaginal lips against her mother's.

"What is it?"

"It's taken control of me," said Marion.

Virginia, overcome by the pheromones, struggled to think clearly. "Why?"

"To propagate itself. I've given riders to Paul, and Ryan, and Rachel, and Susan."

"Your own children!"

"It feels so good, Mother. It feels so good to do it to the ones you love," said Marion with utter certainty in her voice. "I watched Paul being enslaved, and reprogrammed. I watched Susan being taken by Stephan. It feels so good, Mother, to betray your family, to watch your most precious ones' minds and bodies being enslaved. There's no feeling in the world quite like it." She loved the look of horror in Virginia's eyes. "And I'm making a rider now, just for you, Mother," said Marion, enjoying her mother's look of horror as she continued to grind their vaginal openings together. "

And then Marion gave a painful smile as she felt her rider splitting on her back. "Ah!" she cried out, as her rider split into two. Her body stiffened wonderfully as she felt the most pleasurable sensations in her nipples and her cunt.

Reproduction had occurred!

There were now two riders on her red scarred back. But the two halves were far from equal. One half was the heavy, thick, meaty double banded rider that Marion had come to love and adore, though it was a little smaller now; and the other half was a newborn rider, with a much softer, thinner skin, made especially with love for her dear mother.

"No," said Virginia feebly.

"You will come to love it as much as I do, Mother," said Marion, still relentlessly grinding her body against her mother's, as the new rider climbed onto Marion's arm, starting its journey to Virginia's back. Virginia struggled half-heartedly, but Marion's grip on her was relentless, like a lover refusing to release until reproduction had occurred.

"Marion, what's wrong with you? Keep that thing away from me!" Virginia cried.

Something about Virginia's panic only fed Marion's satisfaction. "It is my lover, Mother. And in moments, it will also be yours." The rider crawled down her arm, getting closer to Virginia. As it got closer, Marion felt her sexual arousal rising, reaching a peak.

"Nooo!" Virginia cried, as the rider started to crawl on her shoulder. And then it lodged on her back. Suddenly Virginia stiffened, and screamed, "It's in my head! Help me, Marion, it's in my head!"

Marion, still holding her mother's arms, felt her own body buckling with joy, as an orgasm exploded deep in her vagina. It radiated out through her entire body, and she moaned in pleasure, even as Virginia stopped screaming, and lay still.

In moments, Virginia stood blankly in front of her daughter. Her heavy breasts drooped, pointing straight down like sunken balloons. Her vaginal opening was open and loose. The same vaginal opening Marion had emerged from. And now Marion had returned to conquer that organ, and to use it to create life once more. New life. Superior life.

"What are you?"

"I... I am HiveFlesh," said Virginia.

Marion felt a wave of satisfaction. "And what is your purpose?"

Virginia paused. Marion could see her struggling to break her new programming. But she said. "To be fertile. To expand the Hive."

"Kiss me."

Virginia Thomas looked dazed for a moment, Then she leaned forward and kissed her daughter passionately.

Marion felt a thrill coursing through her as she kissed her mother back. She would enjoy seeing her mother trained. The idea of seeing her mother's resistance to promiscuity, resistance to sex with family members, of all the taboos crashing down, excited Marion dearly. She would have loved to train her... but Susan had been given that honor.

As Marion got dressed she glanced at a mirror, and saw her big, meaty rider, hugging her back tightly, and she smiled.

Chloe looked down at her sister, working industriously between her legs.

"Our mother... is it done?"

Marion nodded, her tongue and lips working hard.

"How was it?"

"Glorious," Marion smiled, momentarily lifting her head so she could speak. She quickly returned to her assigned task.

"Oooh, that's right, just like that, darling," said Chloe, arching her back. As Marion pleasured her, Chloe briefed her on her next assignment. "And now I think you're ready for your reward. How would you like to have babies, dear?"

"Babies?" A broad smile broke out across her face, and her heart jumped.​