Bred by the Hive Ch. 04

The newborn emerged from the cocoon on the morning of the seventh day. By then the pod was nearly six feet tall. They could see the shape of a fully formed, fully sexually mature woman inside. They were all waiting in the basement when they saw the cocoon crack, and the green liquid splashed at their feet.

And then the baby came out, fully formed, fully grown.

They recognized her immediately.

It was an almost perfect copy of Joy Montana.

The duplicate of Joy looked at them all for a moment, before setting her eyes on the real Joy. The new Joy seemed to be staring at her, trying to reach her with her mind. Somehow the duplicate sensed that it should have ESPer powers. The duplicate looked at Joy, trying to sense her mind.

Joy felt nothing. She reached out with her own ESPer powers and touched the duplicate's mind, but it felt cold, and alien.

"Hello, beautiful," said the clone, smiling at Joy. Joy shivered.

"Joy?" said Greg, seeing the fear on her face. "What's going on? She looks exactly like you!"

Joy shook her head. She knew what was going to happen next. She was paralyzed with fear. Or maybe it was her rider.

Duplicate Joy went over and touched Joy's face. "It's so nice to meet you," she said. She took Joy by the hand. "Come. There is nothing to fear." Joy meekly let herself be led by the hand and marched upstairs.

The duplicate lead Joy to the master bedroom, and closed the door behind them.

A moment later, they heard moans of sexual pleasure.

"What is it doing to her?" Greg asked Darlene.

"She is copying Joy's memories," said Darlene. Darlene smiled as she saw that Greg understood. Joy was to be replaced by her duplicate.

"No," said Greg. He started for the bedroom at a run. As he was the only person in the house without a rider, he was still in control of his own body

When he entered the bedroom, he saw a surprising sight; both Joys were completely nude. They appeared to be in the middle of a very erotic session of sexual intercourse. The duplicate Joy was on top of the real one, rubbing her heavy breasts and sweaty pubic bush against the original, while pressing her head against Joy's, sucking the memories from her brain.

"Stop!" Greg cried.

The duplicate Joy looked up and said, "You'll have to wait your turn, Greg."

And then suddenly Darlene was there, holding his arm. "Dad, Mom needs your help!"

"My help?" said Greg. There was something compelling about the way she said that.

He left the bedroom at a run and found Elizabeth in the living room. He exhaled with relief. Elizabeth looked fine. What was Darlene talking about?

"Dear," said Elizabeth, taking his arm. "I need your help with something."

"What?" said Greg, as he heard the bedroom door slam shut again. He whirled around, but Elizabeth turned him to face her again.

"I'll show you," she said, pulling him down to the couch. Her eyes were full of lust, courtesy of her rider. But she didn't need a ton of hormones to be attracted to her own husband. Despite all that had happened, she was still madly in love with him.

She started to kiss and hug him. Greg smelled her musky scent, but much more strongly, more powerfully than before. His lungs and bloodstream rapidly absorbed the heavy amount of airborne pheromones that Elizabeth's rider was generating. He found himself getting aroused very quickly. The sounds of Joy's plight started to recede in his mind as Elizabeth kissed him, fondled him, caressed him. Soon his clothes were off, and there was only him... and Elizabeth.

Him, and Elizabeth... and her rider.

Elizabeth was on top, mounting his organ as he lay back on the couch. As she moved up and down on his shaft, her rider started to bubble and expand. Elizabeth panted as if she were climbing a steep mountain. She seemed to gasp with pleasure as she exerted herself to the maximum. A vertical line appeared at the top of her rider. As she continued to bounce up and down on Greg's shaft, the rider started to split into two.

"Oh, Elizabeth, I've missed you so much," Greg gasped.

"I've missed... you too... Honey," Elizabeth gasped, giving a bittersweet smile as she continued the arduous process of reproduction.

"It's so good to be together again," said Greg, all thoughts of Joy driven from his mind.

"Yes, it is," said Elizabeth. "Soon we'll be closer than you can possibly... imagine."

Greg frowned, clearly not understanding.

The tremendous exertions of going up and down caused Elizabeth to pant as if she were in sexual heat, circulating more blood and giving her rider the last bit of biochemical energy it needed to reproduce. In moments Elizabeth, with a cry of pure joy, gave birth: where there had been one rider on her back, there were now two: a mature, banded one, and an immature, baby one.

The mature half, now smaller, settled into place between Elizabeth's shoulder blades, occupying a much smaller space, as made clear by the much larger red rash created by the former rider to occupy her. The second rider slunk down her right arm, which was circling behind Greg's back. She strategically turned his head left so his attention would be focused elsewhere.

"Oh, oh, oh Elizabeth, I'm close, I'm getting so close," Greg said, gasping as he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching.

"Come for me, baby, come for me," she cried, rotating her hips and grinding her inner walls on the head of his penis. A few seconds later, Greg climaxed, exploding upwards and into her. Elizabeth, who had been strategically waiting for this moment, used this distraction to pull his body forward, so his back was no longer against the couch. Greg was still ejaculating inside her vagina when the rider left Elizabeth's arm and jumped into place on his back.

Greg cried out and immediately froze, in mid ejaculation.

"What did you do to me?" he cried. He felt tendrils in his head.

"What had to be done," said Darlene, appearing out of nowhere. "It was high time you got your own rider, Dad."

"Elizabeth!" he cried. "I feel things in my head!"

"I'm sorry Greg. Darlene said it was time for you to take a rider," she said. She saw the shocked look of betrayal on his face. "I wanted to be the one to do it. I wanted to be the one to bring you into the Hive. That's my rider on your back, baby, a rider I made just for you." She smiled proudly and stuck out her heavy sloping breasts with their bright red areolas at him.

Her words hit him like a sledgehammer. He felt a pounding in his head as tendrils asserted themselves, touching, probing, manipulating... and then a moment later, it was all over.

"How do you feel?" Elizabeth asked tenderly.

Greg sat up. He felt the unfamiliar weight of the rider between his shoulder blades... and in his mind. It gave him the chills. "I... I don't know."

Darlene leaned her face close to his. "What are you, and what is your purpose?" she asked.

Greg's face went slack. "I am a slave. A tool of reproduction. My purpose is to fertilize eggs and expand the Hive."

"Very good, Dad," Darlene grinned.

Greg blinked as if he was waking from a dream. He stood up experimentally. He didn't feel any different.

But then he heard moans from the bedroom. Joy! He had forgotten all about her. He started for the bedroom at a run.

He barely got three steps before he was debilitated from the pain. He dropped to his knees and cried out.

"That's an immature rider you have there, Dad," said Darlene, conversationally. She lifted his chin. "But you'll find it's still able to shape and guide some of your more reckless decisions. We needed you to be without a rider when we had you infiltrate your Survey Service database. That's no longer necessary. You're going to take an extended leave from the Survey Service."

"For how long?" Greg gasped.

"Until we are done with you," said Darlene coolly.

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Some time later the bedroom door opened, and Joy came out. She was completely nude, and her body was covered in sweat. She went to the kitchen and drank glass after glass of water.

"Joy! Are you all right?" Greg cried.

"I'm fine, Greg," she said in a sultry voice. As she turned around, Greg noticed she didn't have a rider.

This was the duplicate.

"What are you doing to Joy?" he demanded.

"Draining her memories," said Joy, smiling at him. "She has some very pleasant ones of you, Greg. I enjoyed acquiring them." She drank again. "Draining is such thirsty work."

"What are you going to do to her when you're done?" Greg asked.

"I think you know, Greg," said Joy, smiling again.

Greg looked at her. Physically, she was a perfect duplicate, with Joy's large breasts, now sensually wet with her sweat, and her wonderfully curved ass. He watched helplessly as that perfect ass wiggled at him as Joy returned to the bedroom, and slammed the door shut again.

Elizabeth saw the pained look on Greg's face, and hugged him tightly. They stayed like that for about thirty minutes, until they heard a sharp scream, suddenly cut off.

Greg jumped up instinctively as he heard the bedroom door open.

A moment later, Joy came into the kitchen. The other Joy. This time she was fully dressed. "Thank you for your cooperation," she said formally. She turned to Darlene. "The larger experiment, however, was a failure. There were no ESPer powers transferred." Then she went out the front door and left, and they never saw her again.

Greg and Elizabeth exchanged glances. Then Greg ran for the bedroom, followed by his wife. When they got there, Greg gasped and Elizabeth screamed. Greg hugged her for support.

They saw the dried husk that had been Joy Montana. The woman who Greg had made love to, the woman he had impregnated mere days before, the woman he had shared a bed and intimacies with numerous times was now merely a husk.

Darlene entered the bedroom, giving them both dangerous looks. They saw malice in their daughter's dark eyes.

Greg suddenly found himself more concerned for him and Elizabeth than Joy. "We... we tried our best."

Darlene took a step forward.

"Really we did," said Elizabeth.

Darlene took another step forward. Her eyes were hard.

"Please, you have to give us another chance," said Greg.

"We can do better," said Elizabeth.

Darlene stopped, and considered. "We shall see," she said.