Incest/Taboo Bred by the Hive

"No! That will destroy her!"

"More precisely, it will destroy her love for you." His eyes glittered like hard stones. "What will it be?"

Carl thought rapidly. His choices were extremely poor. He could commit an act, a horrendous act, which would surely drive Hannah into Eduardo's arms. Or... he could resist and allow Eduardo to make love to her. He had no doubt that Hannah would do it, despite what she had said.

They danced back in forth in silence for a long moment. Carl gave him another hard stare. His face being so close to Carl made him feel weak and intimidated.

"Well, Carl? I have to return to my woman now. What is your answer?"

Maybe Hannah will understand. Maybe she will understand and still love him. She has a massive capacity to forgive.

"All right," Carl gasped.

"All right what?"

"I'll... I'll let Ernesto use me. I'll participate... freely... and fully."

"And you'll renounce your love for Hannah?"

"Yes!" Carl winced mightily. "But you have to promise to keep her safe! You promise!"

"You have not only my promise, but the Hive's," said Eduardo. He smiled inwardly. Promises made to slave had no validity. How could one make a promise to a slave?

And then suddenly Carl was released, and let by the hand back to his partner. "You danced divinely, Lady Carl."

"And he does other things divinely too," said Ernesto, stroking his beard. "Have fun with your date, brother."

"You too, brother."

Carl watched him saunter back to his table.

Eduardo sat down with a satisfied expression. "I have persuaded Carl to cooperate."

"You have?" Hannah was elated and depressed. She didn't want Carl to give in, but at the same time that would mean that he would never see her sex session with Eduardo. She was free to make love to him!

"Yes. He will give himself to my brother, I am sure of it." He looked over at her with a lazy grin. "Tonight I will take you utterly, completely, totally in every way a man can have a woman," said Eduardo, in an easy, casual way. How she loved his cocky confidence! "Does that please you?"

"Does it!" Hannah smiled. "Honey, I've been ready to have sex with you for a long time!" A small part of Hannah watched herself with intense fascination. It was like she was two different people. When she was with Carl she was full of doubts and guilt about betraying him. But when she was with Eduardo she was not only ready to commit adultery but eager for it. How could she feel such widely divergent attitudes?

"I know you have." He looked pleased. "But it is for the Hive to determine how and when we have intercourse. I have enjoyed your training and think you have too. A week ago you were engaged to be married and intensely loyal to your fiance. And now you are about to give yourself to a man who you only recently met." He said this matter of factly, as if oh so very confident that openly discussing Hannah's transformation would not affect her conditioning. "Only the Hive could do this for you, Hannah. Only the Hive could make you realize who and what you truly love in life."

"I know, Honey," said Hannah, her eyes sparkling.

"I requested you, you know."

"You did?"

"Yes. When you were brought in you were assigned a trainer. We work in pairs in situations such as this. You were to be given to a man named John and his partner Ginger."

"Carl... was to be given to a woman?" Carl didn't need to become homosexual!

Eduardo nodded. "I convinced my supervisor that Ernesto and I could do a better job of converting you both. You might be enraged to see Carl's affections turned towards another woman, but we knew you would be devastated to see him turned into a homosexual." He grinned, totally unashamed, so confident in Hannah's conversion that he saw no harm, no harm at all, in revealing their methods.

Hannah should have been furious with him. SHE SHOULD BE FURIOUS WITH HIM. She kept telling herself that. And yet, the words echoed in an empty chamber of her mind, as if without meaning or substance. As her rider humped her back, rapidly inflating and deflating, she felt something else.

Lust.

"You're so manly, Eduardo. I love that about you. You take what you want." And then they kissed.

It was a long, passionate kiss which made Hannah tingle from head to toe.

"I do," said Eduardo, looking at her with undisguised lust. "And right now what I want to take is you!" He licked his lips. "When I first saw you I had to have you."

"Why?"

"You have to ask why?" He looked at her up and down. "Your heavy breasts. Your flat stomach. Your long legs. Your sexy smile. Your bright red hair. You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen, Hannah, and you were just wasted, totally wasted with a loser like Carl!"

His words were terrible and inflamed her as she kissed him again and again.

When she pulled back, she noticed Eduardo staring hungrily at her tits. He reached out and boldly squeezed one through her blouse, even as Carl watched from his table. "Do you remember the first time I touched these?"

"Do I ever, Eduardo!"

His fingers kneaded her flesh through her flimsy blouse and bra. "Do you remember the first time I took off your top, the first time I openly squeezed your breasts like a lover?"

"Yes," Hannah gasped. "The way I was topless, alone in a room with you, the way you took whatever you wanted... it excited me so much, Eduardo!"

"It excited me as well," he said. He grinned as he continued to fondle her. His woman. "Do you remember when I helped your rider mature? You looked so sexy as you came to my touch." Eduardo slipped his hand under her miniskirt and rubbed her through her panties, making her eyes widen.

Hannah remembered the tremendous orgasm she had experienced when her rider had matured on her back. She remembered being topless, her heavy breasts sloped forward, rocking back and forth on Eduardo's hand while Carl had watched helplessly in the background. "Yes!" She said, her face etched with need. "You rubbed my clit, just like... just like...."

"I'm doing now."

"Yessss....." They kissed for a long moment.

Eduardo pulled back. "And do you remember how you frantically sucked me off, begging me to turn your precious Carl into a homosexual?"

"Yes," Hannah gasped. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" She remembered sucking on Eduardo's enormous shaft which protruded from her mouth, the heavy balls dangling mere inches from her chin. She had felt so needy, so lesser as she serviced him and she had loved every second of it. "I loved sucking you off, Honey! I loved pleasing you! I loved being your... your...." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Cocksucker."

"I know." Again that cocky grin! "I loved breaking you down, bit by bit. Each time I penetrated your defenses, each time you resisted me and then gave into pleasure, it made me feel so good. It made me so hard for you, so excited we are finally here to consummate our love." Eduardo's eyes were shining.

"Oh Honey!" Hannah embraced and kissed him passionately. He returned the favor. When she pulled back, her eyes were shining. "I love you so much!"

"And I love you, Hannah!"

"Then make love to me!" Hannah said decisively. "I want to feel your big, thick penis inside me! I want us to be closer together, like real lovers!"

"What about dessert?"

"Fuck dessert!" Hannah snarled, rubbing against him furiously. "Make love to me, Eduardo! I need you inside me now!"

Eduardo looked over at Carl's table, saw his worried look and grinned. "As you say, my sweet."

They got up, arm and arm, and headed off.

Where are they going? Carl wondered. He promised to keep her safe.

Hannah was all over Eduardo even as he closed the door to the small bedroom behind him. The room had a small cot but it would do. On the wall was a small holocamera aimed at the bed where Hannah would give the performance of her life. It would be used against Carl if needed but somehow Eduardo didn't think it would be necessary.

Hannah raced to tear off Eduardo's tuxedo even as he leisurely removed her blouse and her miniskirt. She was so busy kissing and undressing him she barely noticed being undressed herself. She groaned as she ran her fingers over his bear chest. His strong chest muscles were like sculpted mountains made of granite under her fingers. "I want to feel your chest against me as you make love to me," she moaned, kissing him strongly. She ran her hands along his arms. "I want to feel you holding me tight, never letting go as you take me really hard."

She smiled as she let Eduardo remove her shirt. As she removed his pants, she felt his hands on her waist and her miniskirt dropped to the floor. She stepped out of the puddle of clothing and ran her hands up and down his legs. "So strong... so powerful." She caressed his ass as she pressed her body against his. She was only wearing a bra and panties now. "I can't wait to feel your body against mine as you make love to me."

She stared him in the eye as she slipped a hand in his underwear. "I love touching your penis. I love making you hard. Every time I made you hard I fantasized about feeling you inside me." She stroked his manhood vigorously.

Eduardo, moved by her words, grabbed her by the shoulders tightly and gave her the kiss of her life. Hannah moaned as the man she loved so much made her so excited.

"Honey, you're already so hard," she whispered, stroking him in his briefs.

"I'm always hard for you, dear Hannah." Hannah felt herself being maneuvered to the bed. She didn't resist. He sat her down on the bed by his side.

And then Eduardo pulled back and said, "Are you ready to become my lover, Hannah?"

Hannah felt like a bucket of ice cold water splashed over her head.

Suddenly, everything was different.

Something had changed. It took Hannah a minute to figure out what it was.

Her rider. It was no longer influencing her. She felt it pulsating on her back but for the first time in days could think clearly.

She remembered everything. She remembered letting Eduardo squeeze her breasts. She remembered letting him touch her clit and masturbating him. She remembered the joy she had felt when she had sucked on his penis. She remembered begging Eduardo to turn Carl into a homosexual.

But she was remembering it like it was the actions of someone else. She remembered her feelings, how good it felt, but it seemed somewhat distant now.

It was her rider. Her rider had made her do these things. And now it had simply... stopped. She jumped up from the bed, suddenly feeling startled.

"You seem confused, Hannah," said Eduardo.

"Do you... do you know what's happening to me?"

"Of course," said Eduardo. "Sit back down with me and we'll talk about it." He padded the bed next to him. "Now, Hannah," he said mildly.

Hannah sat. She was very acutely aware that she was almost naked next to a man who was about to make love to her. A man who seconds ago she was desperate to make love to her.

"Hannah, when you entered the Hive your potential was processed."

"My potential for what?"

"For reproduction," said Eduardo. "A gorgeous body like yours could have many uses in the Hive, Hannah, but reproduction is foremost among them. However, the Hive has a problem. The fertility rate of slaves is rather low. A series of experiments have been conducted, are in the process of being conducted, which appear to show that slaves who accept their conditioning voluntarily have a higher fertility rate."

"W-why is that?" Hannah asked.

Eduardo shrugged. "We are not sure. Perhaps it has something to do with the stress of being taken by the Hive. So it was decided that you would be part of this continuing experiment."

"And Carl?"

"Not Carl." Eduardo's fingers slowly moved up and down her bare arm, making her shiver. "Just you." He looked at her intently. "I think you know I could have had your body at any time, once you took a rider."

Hannah nodded.

"But the Hive set you on a different path. I was instructed to seduce you, to make you want me as your lover."

"But my rider... it was influencing me the whole time!"

"Yes," said Eduardo. "I did not say this experiment was about unfettered free choice. The Hive would not tolerate that. Instead, this experiment is about limited free choice."

"Limited?"

"At this one moment in time." Eduardo's finger swirled around the tops of her breasts. "You have a choice now, Hannah, the only choice you will ever have in the Hive. You can let me make love to you or....."

"Or what?"

"Or you can go."

Hannah's eyebrows shot up. "Carl as well?"

Eduardo shook his head. "Carl has already sealed his own fate. He is homosexual by his own words. But you are free to go. Or...."

"Or?"

"Or we can consummate our love together. You do love me, Hannah, we both know that. Your rider has given you more than a taste of the joys that await you. If you make this decision, it will be your last. After this your path will be set for you."

"My path?"

"You will become my lover," said Eduardo firmly. "You will make love to other men. You will be used for reproduction."

Hannah looked down. "I'm going to breed aliens... inside me?"

"If you give yourself to me, you will love it, I guarantee it. Tell me, did you not love it when your rider matured?"

"Yes," said Hannah. She put her hand on his. "Eduardo, it was one of the most incredible moments of my life!"

He squeezed her hand. "Then trust me that you will love this. All of it. The orgies, the impregnation, being used, serving. All you have to do is to take this step. Take this step, give yourself to the Hive, and all questions and doubts will be removed from you forever. What will it be, Hannah?"

Hannah felt her heart pounding in her chest. This was an incredibly big decision. She looked at Eduardo. She was incredibly attracted to him. Even now, without her rider influencing her, stimulating her clitoris and her cunt, she felt strongly sexually attracted to him. She would have liked nothing better but to spread his legs and invite his large, firm penis to course inside of her, to hold and be held by him as he took her roughly. She was horrified by the thought of being made to have sex with many men, to have her belly bulging with alien life. But she wanted Eduardo so, so badly. Her cunt ached for him.

But what about Carl?

Hannah took a deep breath and swallowed heavily. There were tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry, I can't. I.... I love Carl. I'm attracted to you, Eduardo, like I've never been attracted to anyone else. But I can't go through with this. It would be an utter betrayal of my fiance."

Eduardo gave her a hard stare and for a moment Hannah thought he was going to take her whether she liked it or not. She knew she wouldn't resist him for very long. But then he finally said, "You talk of betrayal, Hannah. Let me show you true betrayal." And then he activated the holoviewer.

The first thing Carl noticed in the small bedroom was the holorecorder in the ceiling, aimed squarely at the bed. He thought he knew what that was for. Hannah would be watching-

All thoughts of Hannah were driven from him as Ernesto grabbed him and kissed him tightly. "You're doing so well," he whispered in his ear. "You just have one last performance to give."

"I know," said Carl. "But... do we have to go all the way? Can't I just use my hand on you... or my mouth?"

Ernesto kissed him tightly. "No."

Carl had very conflicting feelings about giving himself to Ernesto. On the one hand he was wildly attracted to Ernesto. All the conditioning had done its dirty work. When Armando had masturbated Carl and made him beg to have Ernesto take him in the ass, he had meant it. His penis was already erect inside his silky pink panties under his miniskirt. He realized that he felt extremely attracted to Ernesto. He wanted to feel Ernesto's hair chest rubbing against his. He wanted to feel Ernesto's hard, thick, penis rubbing against his own. And yet... he feared being penetrated by Ernesto. Ernesto's penis was almost as big as Eduardo's and it was certainly hairier. There was something very masculine, very intimidating of the thick bush of pubic hair around Ernesto's penis. Carl didn't want Ernesto inside of him... and yet he also did. His ardor over came his fears, but just barely.

But Carl didn't want to be taken like this, with Hannah watching remotely. It would destroy her. Their relationship would be over. But he knew he had no choice; if he didn't let Ernesto take him, then Eduardo would take Hannah.

He promised to keep her safe.

Ernesto got undressed, his rough hands removing each article of clothing one by one. As he took off his clothes he gave Carl such a hard stare that Carl began to get erect. "Take off your pantyhose, Lady Carl."

Carl sat down on the bed and removed his shoes. He reached under his miniskirt and slowly unrolled one leg and then the other. The act of undressing just underscored what he was. I am a woman now. Ernesto is going to use me like a woman.

Ernesto gave him a nasty grin as he finished undressing except for his underwear. His pubic bulge was large and prominent. "I cannot wait to have you."

Carl looked at the camera again and desperately tried to think of another way out of this. He stood up and seductively stroked Ernesto's rapidly hardening penis through his skimpy underwear. Its thickness felt exciting in his hand. "Ernesto.... Can't we wait just a little longer? So far I've done everything you said," said Carl.

"And you will continue to. Kiss me now."

And Carl, fully aware that Hannah was probably watching, gave Ernesto not just a kiss but a kiss of passion,a kiss of love. The two men rocked back and forth for a long moment. Ernesto easily worked his hand under Carl's miniskirt.

Carl gasped as he felt Ernesto's hand dip into his pink panties. As he fondled Carl's penis he whispered something in Carl's ear. Carl nodded and pulled down Ernesto's underwear. Ernesto's penis hung loosely between his legs, much lower than Carl's. It was also much hairier, much more manly looking. And soon it would be inside his ass.

"Would you like me to make you hard, Ernesto?" Carl asked meekly, in his musical woman's voice.

"I would like that very much Lady Carl." Ernesto had a gleam of approval in his eyes. He knew that Carl was reluctant to perform but his attraction to Ernesto was overcoming his resistance.

Carl started to stroke his lover. He knew what he was doing. He was getting Ernesto ready to make love to him. But he was so attracted to Ernesto he couldn't help it. He felt a tingling in his body as Ernesto's penis began to stiffen in his hand.

"Like this?" Carl whispered, lingering over the tip as he fisted him.

Ernesto nodded approvingly. "You are good learner, Lady Carl. Now make me hard, Lover. Make me hard so I can put it in you."

Carl glanced at the holorecorder. He was acutely aware that Hannah could well be watching this. But he had no choice. He had to perform. He fisted Ernesto's penis, feeling great satisfaction and a tingling in his own shaft as he watched Ernesto's penis get harder and stiffer and longer in his hand.

As Ernesto stroked Carl in turn, he whispered into his ear.

"Do you like making me hard?"

"Yes," said Carl. "Your penis excites me, Ernesto. It's so hard and long."

"Soon it will excite you even more. Imagine me putting it in you."

Carl groaned, even as his hand moved more rapidly.

"Imagine me inside you while the woman you love watches."

Carl groaned against as his rider rider stimulated the nerve endings at the tip of his penis. He hated this, but he was so intensely stimulated that he couldn't stop, not even for a moment. He couldn't help it.

And then Ernesto slapped his hand away and experimentally flexed his penis with his own hand. It was hard and long, much longer than Carl's. Ernesto grinned wickedly as he saw Carl looking at his shaft.

Ernesto pulled Carl into bed. They engaged in some heavy kissing and petting as his banded rider pulsated between his shoulder blades. It had gotten heavier now, and was well on its way to growing its second golden band.

But Carl wasn't thinking of his rider as he kissed the bald and bearded Spanish man underneath him. Carl's penis grew harder as he felt Ernesto's whiskers brush against his cheek as they kissed. He loved the feeling of Ernesto's chest hairs against him as they grinded together. Carl's erection dueled roughly with Ernesto's through the fabric of his miniskirt, like two sticks being rubbed together to start a fire, and start a fire they did. As Carl rubbed his hardness against Ernesto's, he whispered in his ear, "Please, Ernesto. Please be gentle with me."

Ernesto smiled. He had enjoyed the sexual conquest of Carl as much as Eduardo had enjoyed taking Hannah. The Hive had taken a man who felt absolutely no sexual attraction to men and through subtle conditioning turned him into an eager homosexual. It had made him so attracted to men that Carl had been partially seduced away from his fiancée. And now Carl, even while preparing to accept the final step into the realm of homosexuality, was openly assisting in the seduction of his girlfriend into the Hive.

Ernesto's penis was stiff and hungry for more. He felt ready. He pushed Carl face down on the bed, and stood erect for a moment. A tube suddenly appeared his hand. He opened it, and started to slide lubricant on his erection.

Carl looked at Ernesto's penis in fascination as Ernesto slathered lubricant on it. Soon that massive erection would be inside his ass. Carl feared being taken by another man, but his penis was so stiff and aching that he couldn't wait for it to happen.

Carl looked at the glistening shaft fearfully. "Will it hurt?"

"It may," said Ernesto, as he continued to coat his head and shaft with a grease like lubricant.

"What will it feel like?"

"It will feel like... like a woman feels when she is first used," said Ernesto. "You are fulfilling that role now, Carl. That role has a name. You are a bottom now. Say it."

"I... I am a bottom," said Carl, sobbing.

A bottom. Carl had heard the term before but only now did he immediately know what it meant.

A lesser.

Ernesto threw the tube away and stared at Carl. "Get on your hands and knees."

Carl suddenly felt hesitant. He saw a bearded hairy man with an enormous erection, which was meant for him.

What was he doing?

He was doing this to keep Hannah safe, a small voice told him. He needed to submit to keep her safe.

"Will... will Hannah be kept safe?" he asked.

Ernesto frowned. "She will, but only if you comply." He saw Carl's hesitation. This was to be their breakthrough session. He expected that if Carl showed any resistance, it would be now as the remnants of Carl's own mind instinctively resisted the ultimate violation.

"Eduardo will keep Hannah safe, Carl, but only if you comply." He said sternly. He paused. "This is your last chance, Carl. Get on your hands and knees, or Hannah will be taken roughly, I swear it!"

Carl whimpered. He had to protect her! He got on his hands and knees, facing away from Ernesto. He shivered as he felt Ernesto get behind him and put a hand on his ass. He was about to be taken.

Carl gasped as he felt his pink panties pulled away. He heard/felt a ripping sound as they were torn away from him. The violence of the act made him tremble.

Then Ernesto lifted the flap of his miniskirt and pushed it up on his back. His bare buttocks were now exposed, ready to be used.

Ernesto paused and savored the moment. Carl looked so helpless, a sexually mature man acting like a teenage boy, on his hands and knees, all signs of puberty beneath him, his bare ass cheeks open and exposed, obediently waiting to be plundered while his fiancee was being used by another man. Carl's padded bra hung heavily underneath him like breasts in his furry pink sweater. His brown curly wig made him look feminine, as did the upraised skirt on his back.

The Hive had taken a man with a fiancee and turned him into this, a whimpering homosexual who dressed and acted like a bottom. For a moment Ernesto marveled at what the Hive was able to do to people, and reveled in his power to make such changes in them. He looked at the outline of Carl's rider under his pink sweater as it inflated and deflated like mad. Even now it was controlling him, persuading him, making him want this. Carl, on his hands and knees, cooperated fully now, even knowing the consequences for him and his precious Hannah.

Ernesto climbed on top of Carl and mounted him from behind. His penis started to play around at the entrance to Carl's anus. This had been a long time coming.

He smiled as he felt Carl's body tremble. Ernesto put a hand on the back of Carl's neck, both to steady himself but also to assert dominance.

"Hannah will be kept safe?" Carl asked again.

"I have already promised this," Ernesto said, enjoying the feeling as he rubbed the head of his organ against Carl's ass cheeks. "Arch your ass more."

But Carl felt a persistent doubt, one he couldn't quite dispel. "Is this the only way?" Carl persisted. "The only way she can be protected?"

"Yes!" Ernesto growled. "If you want her kept safe, you must obey! Now lift your ass more!"

Carl complied, even as tears streamed down his cheeks. "Please... please be gentle with me," Carl whispered, in a little boy's voice.

"You will be taken!" Ernesto growled, rubbing his stiff shaft harder against the entrance to Carl's asshole. "No more talk!"

Carl whimpered and took rapid breaths as Ernesto leaned in close and slowly started to open Carl up with his penis. Carl felt the head of Ernesto's penis probing, rubbing, preparing to enter him.

"That's right Carl, relax, just relax. Your first time is always the most surprising." His bulbous head poked at the entrance to Carl's asshole, back and forth, back and forth. "Soon you'll be surprised how much you want it. How much you need it."

This is it, Carl thought.

And then Ernesto surged forward in one swift motion and Carl felt an incredible penetration inside of him. He gasped as he felt his anal passage expand. "No!" he instinctively cried, as he was impaled by a hard bar of manhood. His back arched backwards instinctively, but this only increased his impalement, pushing Ernesto's shaft deeper inside him.

"No, Carl, don't struggle, there's no need for that," said Ernesto, as he slid all the way inside him. He lay still, just enjoying the feeling of filling Carl fully. He was so tight! Ernesto hadn't felt anyone this tight since the time he had initiated a 19 year old boy in prison.

"You did it," Carl whispered, feeling another man inside of him.

"Yes, Carl, I did it. And so did you," said Ernesto. His voice was almost gentle now.

Carl's ass was filled with another man's penis. It was impossible to deny it now. He was homosexual.

"You... you're inside me."

"Yes, Carl, I am. We are lovers now," said Ernesto gravely. He pulled out, making Carl gasp. Ernesto's penis was covered with excrement. Then he slowly inserted it again into Carl's rectum, making him gasp again.

"Aaaah!"

"You'll get used to it," said Ernesto. He began to slowly make short, easy thrusts, in and out, in and out.

"Aaaah!" Carl cried again, arching his back.

"Ah indeed," Ernesto smiled. You are mine now, little one." he continued to slide back and forth slowly, very slowly, enjoying the friction of Carl's tight asshole on the head of his penis. "No more choices. No more bargaining. I can do anything I like to you. And I will."

As Ernesto made love to Carl's anus, he put a hand around Carl's neck with one of his very muscular tattooed arms, getting him in a sexual choke hold.

He grinned as Carl whimpered again underneath him. "Aaaah. You're so tight! I love it! There's nothing better than virgin ass!"

"It hurts!" Carl cried.

"I'm just opening you up for the first time," said Ernesto. "Just relax, don't fight it. Push back, just push back a little into it. You're so tight!" He pumped Carl slowly. "How does it feel?"

"Full," Carl gasped, feeling Ernesto's large penis inside him. "Like... Like I have a lot inside me," said Carl. "I feel... pinned down. Ernesto... I... I can't move. I feel... so helpless."

"Because you are helpless. And now you know what it is to be a woman, taken by a man," said Ernesto. He started to move in bolder strokes, sliding in and out of Carl's anus. He put both hands around Carl's neck, to further assert his dominance, and to hold Carl steady while he penetrated him. Two large muscular arms colored with dark tattoos held Carl firmly in place.

Carl's back arched, and his breathing was ragged. Underneath him, his penis was shamefully hard as it jutted out between his legs. He felt the sense of being violated, of being completely dominated by another man. But he let Ernesto do it. He lay there while another man inserted a stiff, fleshy rod in his ass.

"Oooh, what an incredible ass," said Ernesto, as he moved in and out of Carl. "Push back on it! Push back on it! You know you like it! Take it, Carl, Take it!"

Carl, sobbing, pushed back as Ernesto thrusted, impaling himself deeply, flexing his ass cheeks and heavily tattooed legs.

"Ernesto, it hurts!" Carl whined. He felt himself being opened up, painfully so.

But Ernesto didn't stop his thrusting. "But doesn't it also feel good?"

Carl's gold banded rider pulsated strongly on his back. With each pulse, the pain diminished, replaced by pleasure. Carl was about to respond in the negative when his feelings towards what was happening rapidly changed.

Ernesto's next thrust inside his asshole felt painful, but there was also pleasure.

The next thrust after that felt equally painful and pleasurable.

The next thrust after that felt more pleasurable than painful.

And then his mind was filled with thoughts, thoughts of Hannah.

Hannah, standing before Eduardo, having her clit so wonderfully stimulated while Eduardo fed her with thoughts of Carl becoming homosexual. Hannah, standing before Carl with a sparkle in her eyes and erect nippled tits, begging Carl to let Ernesto use him. Hannah, kissing him deeply while whispering in his ear how she so much wanted to see Carl get taken. He still remembered when her hot breath whispered, "I want to see him inside you!"

Carl glanced at the holorecorder on the wall. The thought of Hannah watching excited him now. What had been pain suddenly became pleasure. His rider stimulated the nerve endings throughout his body but especially in his penis. Each time Ernesto thrusted within him, Carl felt a surge of painful joy.

Carl groaned and a smile formed on his face as his body started to relax. He suddenly found the stiff, fleshy rod penetrating his anus becoming an increasing source of pleasure.

"Ah, ah, ahhhh....." Carl said, as his rider pulsated hard on his back.

"Ah, that's right, just relax and enjoy it, what a good boy," said Ernesto, sensing Carl's acceptance as he slid his penis in and out of Carl's asshole.

"Does it feel good now?"

"Yes, yes it does," Carl whispered, with shame in his voice.

"Push back, push all you can, take all my cock you can within you."

Carl, grunting hard, pushed back to increase his impalement, as the tendrils in his mind encouraged him onwards. Ernesto vigorously thrusted into Carl, every thrust sending the Spanishy man's heavy, hairy balls pounding against the bottom of Carl's ass.

Carl moaned with pleasure of his taking.

"You like that, having me so full inside?"

"Yes," said Carl, his face twisted up. "I do!" It was impossible to deny now.

Ernesto looked at Carl's rider, which was soaking up Carl's exertions. The brownish yellow mass had gotten bigger and thicker since Ernesto had started working with him, and was now starting to cover Carl's shoulder blades. It had one gold band but was already beginning to work on a second one. The long struggle was over now. Carl belonged completely to the Hive now, and would do whatever was required of him.

Ernesto smiled as he continued to penetrate Carl from behind. Somehow the taking was all the sweeter as he stared at Carl's fleshy rider, which he knew was controlling him, making this all possible. No normal man would agree to dress like a woman and be fucked in the ass while his gorgeous fiancee was being ravished in another room, he was sure. As Ernesto watched Carl's rider inside his sweater pulsate in tune with his thrusts, he gave a silent thanks to his master.

New words formed in Ernesto's head and he obediently repeated them. "Each thrust makes you more my lover," said Ernesto, grunting as he plowed inward. "Each thrust makes you more homosexual. Soon you will have no further interest in Hannah or anything else with a vagina."

"No!" Carl cried.

"Yes," Ernesto grinned.​