Alair shook her head and smiled like a little girl, her cheeks flushed and her teeth shone. She was going to serve. The feelings were too good to give up. A fiery sensation filled her whole body.
Without any further hesitation, she lowered her gleaming snatch and ass-cheeks to the floor and spread her legs so that they walled off the area above her waist. She had turned herself around so that her opening faced the mass of organisms. Some looked like insects, others like globs of jelly, but most of them were the scorpion-like creatures she had seen earlier.
She could feel them nearing. She had turned her head not to look as she felt it would insure greater pleasure.
The slimy and thousand-legged aberrations crawled into her pussy. Her body welcomed them openly. They quickly crowded her entrance, thousands of them scraped their tiny hairs against her G-spot, eliciting massive squeals and moans of delight from Alair.
"Y-y-es! I--oh...y-yes! Serve! M-m-more!" she gripped the slimy carcass on the floor and grunted, she started grinding herself against the floor, her throbbing clit ground against the slimy ground, forcing another guttural moan from her.
"This is incredible!" her thoughts boomed.
Alair was enjoying herself too much though, and the grinding impeded access and caused the flow of creatures into her womb to come to a halt as they became stuck. She felt so full she was going to explode in delight.
A long hose descended from the ceiling upon noticing the problem. Like the broom-handle from before, it reamed itself into her pussy, forcing hundreds of organisms into her. It continued to pound into her, thrusting vigilantly. Alair's tongue flew out and a glazed look dominated her beautiful eyes. She continued slurring moans of pleasure and servitude, knowing it would heighten her pleasure.
"I-I-I-I'm S'Nack! Please more! I need more! S'Nack! Host! Serve!" she groaned out as she fought against her exploding orgasm. Her pussy lips clamped down momentarily, but she wasn't through yet. Another several hundred more needed to be implanted in her. The sentient hose continued pumping, throwing more and more into her. She sighed in bliss and groaned again in pleasure as she exploded in orgasm. Her unintelligent stuttering becoming less and less understandable as the procedure concluded.
She collapsed to the ground as the last of her womb was filled.
She regained some of her intelligence and grinned, "Being host is wonderful,"
The tentacle behind her shook and quickly withdrew, spewing purple goo all over her backside. The residue hardened almost instantly, covering her back with strange scales that became apart of her skin.
She felt like she had eaten eight full course dinners. She couldn't move. But she could feel her body digesting her drones. Some of them fused with her body. She immediately noticed slight changes to her body. Heightened attractiveness, sharper teeth, a strange sensation in her pussy. Others fused with her mind, solidifying her thoughts. The remainder slept within her, which was a healthy portion.
Hours later the door slid open and Alair--S'Nack, whoever she was, crawled out and looked longingly at the bulge in the middle of the room.
There was no formality, it was urgent, "Get another. Immediately. Your body will accommodate,"
Alair wasted no time and found herself back outside of the hive. A changed woman. A changed something. She sprinted at speeds she knew not before, and leaped back into her room. She hastily and reluctantly changed into her teaching uniform. She did without the panties this time. It was uncomfortable enough.
A pulse rocketed through her. |