Bred By The Hive Ch 04 1

Darlene heard the good news the following morning.

"Darlene, guess what? My rider has matured!" Elizabeth cried, spinning around with glee.

"Really? Congratulations, Mom!" said Darlene, noting her change in attitude.

"Want to see it?" said Elizabeth, with a grin.

"Of course!" said Darlene.

"Elizabeth, no!" said Greg, alarmed by her new enthusiasm.

"What's wrong, Dad? Mom is just proud for having joined the Hive. You will be too, when your turn comes," Darlene promised. She grinned as she got the surprised reaction she desired from him.

Elizabeth, having taken off her shirt, turned to show her back to them. They saw the golden banded rider, much larger than when it had just been implanted mere days ago. The band was bright and gleaming, and every time the rider deflated they could see the prominent bone structure on it. It was as if Elizabeth had symmetrical clamps on her back, holding on tight.

Elizabeth turned her head and gave them a brilliant smile. She looked so energized, so

vital

.

"How do you feel, Mom?" Darlene asked, as Greg looked on, feeling a little sick.

"Wonderful!" said Elizabeth.

"And your rider?" Darlene asked.

Elizabeth gave a shy smile. "It loves me."

"Elizabeth!" said Greg sharply.

Elizabeth took his hand. "I'm sorry, dear, but it's true." She smiled like a woman in love.

"Elizabeth, don't let it control you," said Greg desperately. He felt his wife slipping away from him.

"It's inevitable," said Darlene. "Mom, how do you feel about the Hive?"

"I love it! My purpose is to incubate eggs inside me!" said Elizabeth promptly.

"Elizabeth!" Greg said again.

"I'm sorry, dear, that's just how I feel," said Elizabeth, giving him a sad smile.

"No, it's not, it's how that thing on your back feels!" said Greg.

"If you feel so strongly, Dad, why did you help Mom make her rider grow?" said Darlene, putting her arms around him. "Why did you let her fuck your brains out, over and over, knowing it was increasing our hold over her?"

"It was... it was...." Greg was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Instinct," said Darlene, looking into his eyes. "Sexual instinct. That's all the Hive does, Dad, is harness your natural instincts. It allows you to shed cumbersome customs and reach your full reproductive potential."

Greg bit her lip. "Now that we've done as you asked, I want this off of her."

"Of course. When you've completed all your tasks," said Darlene.

"We've done everything you asked," said Greg desperately.

"Almost everything," said Darlene. "Dad, we'd like you to participate in a little experiment. We're very interested to see if we can breed more ESPers."

Darlene explained. They had a female ESPer in mind, a woman with an ESPer strength of 82, just two points below Greg's 84. They wanted Greg to mate with the woman to see if they could reliably produce an ESPer skilled child.

"You want me to have sex with... and impregnate... another woman?" said Greg. He looked at Elizabeth, whose eyes were shining.

"That's exactly right, Dad," said Darlene.

Greg could not believe what he was hearing. "Suppose I wanted to agree to such a thing, which I don't," said Greg. "This project of yours could take a long time. People don't get pregnant and give birth in 30 minutes."

"This would not be an ordinary impregnation," said Darlene. "Both you and the other volunteer would be given augmentations which would enable conception to occur within ten days, and incubation in only a week."

"A week?" Greg had trouble believing this. "But even we were able to create such a baby, it would take years to grow up and determine if it had ESPer skills," said Greg.

"Normally, yes. But we've found a way to speed up the process so the child will be born fully mature," said Darlene. She saw the indecision on his face. "There's no need to consider it, Dad, it's not a request. It's an order, from the Hive. The female ESPer's name is Joy Montana. She will be here tonight for her first session with you."

"I haven't even said I would agree to this yet," said Greg angrily.

"Of course, if you prefer, I could give Rudy his first rider instead. He didn't seem that eager when he saw Mom's, but I'm sure he'd change his mind as quickly as she did. Perhaps even quicker."

Greg looked helplessly at Elizabeth. He was looking at her for permission, she could tell. He would be having sex with another woman. Elizabeth, with pain in her eyes, slowly nodded.

"Good," Darlene smiled.

********

It was very awkward when Joy Montana arrived that evening after dinner. Joy was a blonde hispanic woman in her mid 30's with very big, heavy breasts. She looked as nervous about being there as Elizabeth and Greg was to have her.

Rudy immediately wanted to know who she was and why she was there. Darlene gleefully informed her that she was here to have sex with Greg and get impregnated.

"You're going to cheat on Mom?" Rudy said angrily.

"He has no choice," said Elizabeth, grabbing her hand. "None of us do, dear."

Rudy pulled his hand away and stomped into his room, closing the door with a bang.

"I'm sorry for that," said Greg.

"No, I understand," said Joy. "This is awkward for all of us."

Briefly, she explained her situation. She was a school teacher and her husband Tom was a psychologist. They had a son named Emilio. Emilio was taken captive by the parasites and Tom and Joy were forced to cooperate with them.

"They started to do things to us," said Joy, tears starting to stream down her cheeks. "More and more things in our private areas."

The aliens seemed interested in Joy, who had an unusually high ESPer score of 82. They forced her and Tom to conduct a breeding experiment.

"What was born, he looked like my Tom but he wasn't," said Joy. "He... he strangled Tom, and killed him. Drained his body of all his life. Then he took his place."

"That must have been horrible for you," said Elizabeth, instantly feeling sympathy for her.

"It was," said Joy. "These creatures keep demanding more and more. Now they demand that in order to keep Emilio safe that your husband and I... I...."

"Say no more," said Elizabeth, putting a hand over hers. "We understand." She wasn't happy with the reason that brought Joy here, but she was starting to feel sympathy for what Joy had suffered through.

"And now that the introductions have been made, why don't you lovebirds get down to business?" Darlene suggested.

Elizabeth gave Darlene a hateful look. Greg obediently nodded, and stood up, as did Joy. She followed him into the bedroom. The last thing Elizabeth heard was the door closing.

"How can you do this?" Elizabeth hissed. "How can you make your father sleep with another woman?"

"I serve the Hive now, Mother," said Darlene smugly.

"I do too," said Elizabeth, thinking of the gold band on her rider. "But even I don't want this."

"I have a much closer relationship with the Hive than you do, Mother," said Darlene.

"What do you mean?" Elizabeth asked.

Darlene gave her mother an odd look, and then she slowly removed her blouse. Then she turned around.

Elizabeth gasped.

The rider on Darlene's back was enormous. It covered most of her upper back. It must have weighed five pounds or more. It was a thick slab of pulsating alien meat.

And it had three bright, gold bands on it.

"As you can see, Mother, I am under the total control of the Hive. Whatever the Hive thinks, I think," said Darlene.

Elizabeth looked at the enormous rider. It looked enormous! She wondered how Darlene could carry such a heavy weight on her back. And the bones! They were much larger and stuck out more, in giant v shapes which jutted out horizontally in rows. And then she noticed the angry red splotches on Darlene's skin around the edge of it. "Does it... does it hurt you?"

"Not at all," said Darlene, turning around to face her mother. She slowly put her shirt on again. "I love it more than anything."

"Will... will mine grow that big?" Elizabeth asked.

"Perhaps," said Darlene, giving her mother a mysterious smile as she closed the last button. "Does the thought excite you?"

"I don't know," said Elizabeth, suddenly troubled.

"What are you? Darlene asked, looking into her eyes.

"HiveFlesh," Elizabeth answered instantly, her body stiffening.

"And your purpose?"

"To reproduce and spread the Hive."

Darlene patted her hand. "Trust me, you'll love every minute of it."

********

Joy and Greg were in the master bedroom together. The bedroom where Greg and Elizabeth had sex together as recently as last night... but now Greg was with Joy. who was a complete stranger to him. Greg didn't quite know where to begin. Neither did she. But Joy wore a rider, a double banded one, and her riders started to flood her bloodstream with hormones. In moments she was in dire need of sex, and the only possible person who could satisfy her was only a few feet away. She rubbed her body against Greg, purred like a cat, and gave him a passionate kiss.

Greg was a little startled by her sudden turn of passion, but he slowly returned the kiss. He knew he had to do it, to protect Elizabeth and Rudy, but was still reluctant.

"I've never been with another woman before. Not since I got married," said Greg.

"It's all right," said Joy, giving him an alien smile. "Everything is going to be all right," she assured him, as she started to undress. She took off her shirt revealing her massive titties encased in a large bra. She saw Greg's eyes widen as he looked at them. They were

big

, much bigger than Elizabeth's. She turned around and showed him her back. "Unstrap me, will you Greg?"

Greg noticed the enormous rider on her back just above her horizontal back strap. It was thick and heavy and meaty and pulsating. The double gold bands shown brightly. The bones on it were much larger and more pronounced than Elizabeth's.

Is this what her rider would turn into?

Joy turned her head halfway towards him. "Greg, please help me."

There was something urgent in her tone that moved him. Greg reached out and unhooked her bra strap. As he did his knuckles brushed her rider. It felt warm and soft and

alien

.

Joy turned and faced him, slowly taking off her bra cups in a very sexual way. He realized she was

gorgeous

. Joy had huge breasts, much larger than Elizabeth's. Greg got an instant erection when he saw her large Spanishy breasts. They hung down from her body and were looser than Elizabeth's, but still very squeezable and very attractive, with the largest areolas he had ever seen like red bullseyes and erect nippled tits.

Joy put her arms around him. "Thank you, Greg," she said softly. He remembered she was an ESPer—could she read his mind?

Joy pressed her lips against his. They were soft and plush and warm. The warm softness of her breasts made his heart beat wildly. She was so sexy!

Joy smiled as she saw the effect she was having on him. "Would you help me with this?" She looked down at her own pants.

Joy could take off her own pants, but she wanted Greg to

participate

. It must be a strategy on the part of her rider, whispering in her ear, telling her to do this. Greg had agreed to cooperate, but he had hoped he could keep his participation passive, at least,

as passive as he could while he was having sex with another woman

, one who wasn't his wife. But as he saw the need etched in Joy's dark eyes, he felt compelled to obey. He found himself reaching for the clasps on her pants of his own accord. Joy smiled broadly as he slowly pulled down her pants. She had long, firm sexy legs.

She stared at him with guileless eyes. "Greg, you don't plan to have sex with your clothes on, do you?"

Greg mumbled, "No," Feeling very embarrassed, he reached for his shirt, but Joy's hands were quicker, covering his own. "I'll help." She gave him a smile which made his penis tingle.

Joy was sexy!

And what was worse, she wasn't using any inducements to make him feel attracted to her. No musky scent, no alien mind control. It was all natural. She stared at him with dark eyes as she opened his shirt, clasp by clasp. Once it was off him she ran her hands over his chest with her soft, warm hands. "You're very handsome, Greg."

"Thanks...." he mumbled, again feeling embarrassed.

Joy reached over and started to pull down his pants. Greg cooperated silently, lifting one leg and then the other. Then she looked at his underwear, at his obvious erection. "For me?"

Greg's face turned even redder and he looked away.

Joy turned his head to face her again. "There is nothing to be ashamed of here, dear Greg." She pressed her lips against him again and this time Greg moaned.

She gave him a resolute look and pulled down his underwear. His erect penis flopped out and pointed straight at her. "You're very handsome, Greg. I like your erection."

"I... thanks," Greg swallowed heavily.

She liked his erection.

Elizabeth had never talked like that. His penis quivered.

Joy cocked her head. "Do you find me attractive?"

"Of course," Greg blurted out.

"Of course!" She smiled beautifully. "You're so nice," she decided. She reached out and gently petted his shaft. She looked into his eyes. "I know you feel guilty about this. But we have to do this, you understand?"

Greg nodded.

"If we have to do it, there is no shame in enjoying ourselves. I am the woman. You are the man. We were made for each other." Her soft touch caressed his stiff shaft. "I look forward to having you inside me," she said, her eyes sparkling. Her words made Greg even stiffer.

Joy had

changed

. When Greg and Elizabeth had first met her in the kitchen, she had acted fearful, and reluctant. But now, all alone with him, she seemed almost eager to perform. Greg wondered if her rider had something to do with it... or if her tearful introduction had only been an act, intended to get their sympathy.

Suddenly Joy cocked her head again, as if listening to something Greg could not hear. Then she said, "My master wants you to begin, Greg. It wants you to make love to me. But you can't do that while I'm still wearing my panties, can you?"

"I... I guess not," he said. She battled eyelashes and smiled.

She was going to make him do it.

For some reason, she, or her rider, very much

wanted

him to actively participate. Greg took a deep breath and bent over and pulled down her panties. A rich forest of curly black pubic hair shot out at him at face level. He smelled a primal, earthy smell.

Greg stood there, completely naked sporting a firm erection right next to a woman he had just met. He realized he was going to have sex with her, in his very own bedroom while his wife and son were in the kitchen. It all felt very odd to him, and

very wrong

, and yet a part of him he could not deny was also very excited.

Joy smiled at him as if she could read his mind, which maybe as an ESPer she was doing. "It's time, Greg." She pulled him to the bed. She lay on her back and Greg obediently got on top of her. He felt her heavy breasts and smooth legs rubbing against him and his erection instantly became as hard as a rock.

"Put it in me, Greg," she whispered. She saw his hesitation. "The sooner we get done, the sooner you can return to your wife."

The sooner he could return to his wife.

This was all wrong, all incredibly wrong!

But he had no choice.

"Please!" she said, with real pleading in her eyes.

Greg reluctantly nodded and got between her legs.

But when Joy spread her legs, Greg was in for a surprise. There was a creature there, sticking out of the entrance of her vagina. The face of it was above her vagina, tiny little eyes on a small black head. The mouth of it was large, and seemed to cover the entrance to her vagina.

"What... what is this?" Greg asked.

"It is a creature... a creature they have put inside me," said Joy. "They are trying a new way to get humans pregnant, with the kind of pregnancy they want. You put your thing inside of me, but first it goes into the creature, who mixes your... your seed... with something else."

Greg looked at the creature. It

hissed

! And it had teeth!

"I'm not putting my penis into that!" said Greg.

"Please!" said Joy. "Think of my Emilio! And think of your son!"

Greg bit his lip. She was right.

He had no choice.

Gently, he inserted the head of his penis between the teeth of the thing. He found his shaft going inside of Joy's vagina. Except Joy's vagina felt different on the inside. Like scales. Rougher. He sunk all the way inside her.

Oh my God, I'm inside another woman!

Instinctively Greg started to thrust back and forth. The scaly roughness of the creature's insides felt good against the head of his penis, really good. He started to thrust more and more rapidly. Suddenly, as he plunged out and plunged in, the head of his penis scraped the teeth around the entrance to the vagina.

Greg cried out. "Ow!"

"Dear Greg, you have to keep going! Don't stop!" said Joy, hugging him tightly.

Greg grabbed Joy in return, getting an iron grip on her as well, and started to fuck her consistently, scraping his penis against the teeth again and again as carefully and as gently as he could. Slowly pleasure started to replace pain.

Joy smiled up at him encouragingly. "That's right, dear! You're doing it, keep going!"

Greg made a pained face even as he made love to her. "But... it's wrong."

Joy kissed him hard and stared at him fiercely. "You're so sexy! You're the sexiest man I've ever been with!"

"Really?"

She kissed him again, hard. "Really!"

"Ooooh," Greg groaned. He had felt passion before, with Elizabeth, but hadn't felt this kind of raw sex appeal in years. He hadn't been with a new woman since he got married, and certainly not a woman as sensual and appreciative as Joy. His penis tightened up, and it wasn't merely from the pressure of the creature's scaly insides. "Oh... Oh Joy... I... I'm going to-"

"Yes, dear Greg, yes!" Joy cried. "Fill me with your love!"

And then it happened! Her enthusiasm was

infectious

. Greg cried out, his buttocks tensing, as he filled Joy's insides (or the creature's insides?) with everything he had. Joy cried out with intense satisfaction as she felt him release inside of her.

The male had been conditioned to perform his part. Joy's master was pleased!

Joy's rider rewarded her with a powerful orgasm. Her body rocked back and forth as she received extreme pleasure.

Greg collapsed on top of her. When he opened his eyes he saw Joy smiling at him. "Thank you," she whispered, giving him a gentle kiss.

Gently he started to disengage himself. When Greg pulled out, he saw small, bloody scratches on the head of his penis which were sore to the touch.

********

They lay together in each others' arms for a while. Greg tried to process what he had just done. He had just had sexual intercourse with another woman. He was trying to get another woman pregnant who was not his wife. The shame of what he did struck him.

Joy touched his hairy chest tenderly with fingertips. "It... it wants us to do it again."

"It?"

"My rider. My master," said Joy.

Her master. "Do you do everything it tells you to?" Greg asked.

Joy nodded. "I must. And now, so must you." She saw his expression. "Please, Greg, make love to me again. If you don't, they will know."

"I... I'm not sure I can," said Greg.

"Of course you can!" She started to stroke his penis, giving him a sunny smile. "You're very handsome, Greg!"

Is she saying that, or is her rider?

Greg had caught a glimpse of her rider, a big heavy meaty thing with two bands. He suspected her rider was using her to manipulate him.