Bred by the Hive Ch. 08

Bred by the Hive Chapter 8

By Gary LM Martin

Caroline Kelly had alien eggs implanted in her and her husband Jeff had alien sperm aborbed into his testacles. They had been compelled to have sex by their riders and Caroline had given birth to a green pod, a green pod which grew into a giant cocoon. Seven days later, the cocoon split open and a being who looked exactly like her husband emerged.

At that moment, the newborn's eyes opened. He did look exactly like Jeff. He even had his blue eyes. He looked at Jeff and Caroline.

For a moment, no one spoke. Then Caroline said, "Can you... can you understand us?"

"I can understand you," said the duplicate. Its voice was deep, and harsh.

"What... what are you?" said Jeff.

"I am... I am you," said the duplicate. As he spoke, his voice started to sound less harsh, and more normal.

"What?" said Jeff.

"I am you, Jeff Kelly," said the duplicate. His voice sounded almost exactly like Jeff now.

"What... why?" said Jeff.

"You are to be replaced," said the duplicate.

Suddenly Jeff got a chill down his spine. Replaced. He realized, with horror, what his and Caroline's fate would be now.....

"What... why?" said Jeff.

"Come. I will show you," said the duplicate. He took Jeff by the wrist. Briskly, he started climbing the stairs out of the basement.

Jeff let himself be led, at a rapid pace, up onto the main floor. The duplicate marched Jeff to the bedroom, trailing footprints made of greenish goo. Caroline followed close behind.

"Take off your clothes," said the new Jeff, who was already nude.

Jeff, trembling, moved to comply. When he was naked, the new Jeff looked down at his own penis, and then Jeff. "Suck."

"What?" said Jeff.

"You must make me hard," said the new Jeff.

"No... no," said Jeff. Even with a nearly three banded rider on his back, he wasn't going to do that.

"You must make me hard," the new Jeff intoned.

"I'll do it," said Caroline. She knew the embarrassment Jeff must be feeling.

"Caroline, no!" Jeff shouted. But even as Jeff protested, she stepped forward, got to her knees, and smoothly put the duplicate's penis in her mouth.

Jeff still felt humiliated. His own wife was sucking off another man right in front of him. Even though the other man... looked exactly like him.

As Caroline sucked on the other Jeff's penis, she looked up and saw the new Jeff smiling. While the face was Jeff's, the smile had something... malevolent about it. Caroline lowered her head and continued to work. She felt the head of his penis begin to expand and get rigid. She had mixed feeling about sucking another man's penis in front of Jeff. She knew how emasculating it must have made him feel. She tried not to think about it, concentrating on her work as she used her lips and tongue to make the other Jeff erect.

After a time, the new Jeff slid his now erect penis out of Caroline's mouth. "Very good," he said, feeling it with his fingers, to make sure it was hard enough.

He turned to Jeff. "Get on your hands and knees, on the bed."

"I... I must obey," said Jeff, his rider pulsating rapidly. He got on the bed on his hands and knees, with his ass facing the new Jeff.

The new Jeff put his hands on Jeff's ass, and caressed it for a moment. Then he looked at Caroline and smiled.

"What are you going to do?" Caroline asked.

"Something wonderful," the new Jeff promised her.

The new Jeff lifted his penis and slowly aimed it at Jeff's asshole. Then, ever so slowly, he inserted it into his rectum.

Jeff groaned as his rider filled him with pleasure.

The new Jeff started to slowly thrust in and out of him.

Caroline felt devastated as she saw Jeff being used in that way. Even as Jeff obviously experienced great pleasure, he must have been feeling totally humiliated.

Jeff gasped with pleasure even as he gave Caroline a pleading look. It felt so good.... But it was all wrong!

Caroline wondered what she could do. She wore a banded rider. She couldn't get the other Jeff to stop even if she wanted to. She looked at the new Jeff.

"Do you want to help your husband?" the new Jeff asked.

"Yes," said Caroline immediately, watching his long penis reappear and then disappear again inside of Jeff's rectum.

"Get a glass of water."

Caroline didn't move.

"Get a glass of water now!"

Caroline turned and fled.

When she returned with the water, she saw the other Jeff, still pounding into Jeff's ass. Jeff's ass cheeks were wide open as the other Jeff's thick shaft plunged between them.

But Jeff was no longer moaning with joy. His eyes looked glazed, as if he were in a trance. The other Jeff had a hand on his back, and his eyes were closed, as if they were in some kind of communion.

He briefly took the glass of water from her with his other hand and swallowed it all. "Thank you," he said, and he resumed thrusting within Jeff.

Caroline watched the penis going in and out of her husband. "What are you doing to him?"

"I am taking his memories," the other Jeff smiled.

"Taking his memories?" said Caroline, sounding alarmed. "Jeff, are you all right?"

Jeff moaned again.

"Jeff likes it now, don't you, Jeff?" the new Jeff asked, even as he continued to make love to Jeff's ass.

Jeff moaned again, even as his rider rippled on his back.

The new Jeff turned to Caroline and smiled, but the smile never reached his eyes. "Now wait in the kitchen until we are done."

"What-"

"Go!" said the other Jeff, even as he continued to thrust into Jeff's asshole once more.

Caroline turned and fled.

She sat sobbing in the kitchen. What was being done to Jeff?

They were in there for hours. In a way Caroline was glad the children were in school. It would be impossible to explain this.

Finally, around one o'clock in the afternoon, she heard the door to the bedroom open. She heard footsteps. Seconds later, Jeff appeared in the kitchen. He was totally naked. His body was covered in sweat.

"Jeff, are you all right?" she cried, running over to give him a hug. He did not return the hug, but merely said, "I am fine. I just need a drink." He said. He went to the sink and poured himself a glass of water. He drank the entire glass. He filled it again, and drained that one too.

Caroline looked at him. His body was covered in sweat. Then she noticed something else.

There was no rider on his back. His back was completely empty. There was not even a sign of a red rash.

She looked around at his front. His penis was glistening with sweat. She could see beads of clear liquid on the shaft and head of his penis.

His human penis.

Except that Jeff no longer had a human penis.

"You like it, don't you?" said Jeff, seeing her gaze. "You will feel it inside you soon enough."

"You... you're not Jeff. You're the other one," said Caroline. "What are you doing to Jeff?"

"Nothing much," said the duplicate. "We are almost done," he said, draining another glass of water. Without saying another word, he walked back to the bedroom, and slammed the door shut behind him.

Caroline sat as silently as she could in the kitchen. She heard moans now, Jeff's moans. Then, after about an hour, she heard him yell, "No... please, no, no!" and then a scream.

Caroline jumped up. She took a step down the hallway but felt the warning pain from her rider. She stopped in her tracks. "Jeff! Jeff, are you all right?" she yelled.

There was no answer.

And then, about five minutes later, the bedroom door opened, seemingly on its own.

Caroline took an exploratory step forward. There was no pain.

She half ran to the bedroom. She saw Jeff standing there, in his underwear, looking very tired.

"Jeff!" she cried hugging him. "I feared the worst," she said.

"Everything is all right," said Jeff, hugging her back.

"Jeff, what did it do to you?" said Caroline.

"I think it wanted my memories," said Jeff.

"Why?" Caroline asked.

"I don't know," said Jeff.

"Where is it?" Caroline asked.

"Over there," said Jeff.

Caroline looked on the other side of the bed. She saw a lifeless husk. The creature had stolen Jeff's memories... and then simply died? It didn't make any sense.

But then she looked back at Jeff. At his smile. At his bare back.

That wasn't Jeff. This was the duplicate.

That lifeless husk, in front of her, was Jeff. Her husband.

Jeff, the duplicate Jeff, smiled, seeing realization dawn on her face. "Congratulations. The experiment was a success."

"Why?" said Caroline. She was sobbing now. "Why did you do this? We did everything you asked!"

"Exactly," said Jeff. "You were among our most obedient, useful servants. And our most fertile. That's very rare. By duplicating Jeff, I have also inherited his inherent fertility."

"But... but...."

Jeff walked over to her, pressing his very manly chest against hers. "There are no buts," he said softly, with a dominating glare.

"You promised if we obeyed, that you would release us," Caroline wailed.

"You have become too valuable," said Jeff. "The needs of the Hive come first. Now I will be your husband. In every way."

"You? Never."

"In every way," Jeff repeated. "I now have all the memories of Jeff Kelly. I remember the day we first met, in the boathouse in Central Park. I remember our wedding night, in Waikiki. I remember the night I put Ella into you."

"But that doesn't make you Jeff!"

"You're right. There are certain gaps in my knowledge," said Jeff. "For example, while I have vivid memories of sex, I don't know exactly what is done, in what order, and what is expected of me. You will now instruct me in its proper function."

"You want me to have sex with you, right after you have murdered my husband?"

"I can see you are distraught," said Jeff. "If you will not instruct me, perhaps Marie would be a better teacher."

"No!" said Caroline.

"If you wish to protect our children, you will comply," said Jeff.

Our children. He said our children. With a shudder Caroline realized that he intended to replace Jeff in their life, totally. He would become not only her husband, but the father of Marie and Mark. They would never be more vulnerable.

She would have to obey.

Jeff saw that realization in her eyes and he reached down to kiss her. He pressed his lips against hers. She felt a surge of revulsion. That was immediately counterbalanced by a surge of sexual arousal which her rider flooded her mind with. Caroline's first instinct was to resist, but she quickly realized that she needed to cooperate with it, giving into the sexual hunger feeding the need in her breasts and vagina, because she so desperately needed to, to protect her children.

She hungrily started to kiss his lips. Jeff met her lips, but didn't respond.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked sharply.

"You have to kiss back," she said reluctantly. "It's not just the pressing of lips. You have to actually kiss back."

"How?" he asked.

Caroline thought about how to put it best in words, and then realized that showing was best. "Like this," she said, giving him a passionate kiss. It was easy, too easy, when her rider was flooding her bloodstream with hormones.

Jeff started to kiss her back, in the same way. For a moment it felt as if she were really kissing the real Jeff.

Jeff started to remove her clothing. At least he knew how to do that. After she was undressed, she felt him stare at her breasts, and then the space between her legs. "Shall we reproduce?"

Caroline winced. Jeff used to call it making love.

"We can, but usually Jeff and I touch each other first."

"Touch?"

"Like this," said Caroline, and she started to caress his body. Part of her couldn't believe she was caressing the body of this creature, who had just killed her husband, whose body was lying mere feet away. But her rider had put her in an intense state of arousal. And her intense need to protect her children kept negative thoughts locked up in the attic of her mind.

Caroline started to touch Jeff's chest, and arms, and legs. Jeff started to do mimic her touches, caressing her as gently as she did him. She looked at him in the eyes, and couldn't help but feel aroused. He felt like Jeff. He looked like Jeff. As she started to rub his organ, his wholesome human male organ, he started to rub her between her legs.

She gasped, and realized he had found her clitoris. She put her hand over his, and guided him, softly, gently, showing him the way. They lay on the bed, and Caroline showed him how to move his hand gently over her clit, back and forth, back and forth. "That's it, that's how you do it," she said. It felt so good. As he made the smooth circular motions she had grown to love, she found herself staring into his green eyes and shuddered as she unintentionally found herself beginning to bond with him.

"Am I stimulating you?" this new Jeff asked.

"Yes, you are," said Caroline, with real emotion in her voice. She felt so guilty. Her rider must be stimulating her. It simply must. This was an alien creature, an alien creature who looked like her husband but had just murdered him moments before.

And yet... she felt so intensely stimulated. "Ah, ah, ah, ah," Caroline gasped, in time with the pulsating of her rider on her back.

Jeff gave her a shit eating grin. "You are adapting to your new situation. You are a very obedient slave."

Obedient slave. How could she... how could she be having sex with this creature, right after what he did to Jeff? Caroline felt terrible. There was no way she could be aroused. And yet she was, in extremis.

Her rider throbbed on her back and Caroline lay her head back and closed her eyes to focus on the feelings of being stimulated, rather than the person stimulating her. Soon she was gasping with delight. Her mind was perversely filled with the memory of Jeff, this new Jeff, pumping in and out of Jeff's ass, taking him, dominating him so thoroughly. While she had been horrified for Jeff's sake, she secretly found something deeply arousing about this other Jeff, by the way he had controlled her Jeff, by the way he had disposed of Jeff and was now using her like a submissive woman.

Why was she having such terrible thoughts? They couldn't be her own. As Caroline's vagina throbbed with tight need, she wasn't sure what were her thoughts and what were her rider's anymore.

"Are you ready to be fertilized?"

Caroline opened her eyes and saw a man who looked and sounded exactly like her husband. She found herself desperate to be filled, desperate to be soothed, to burst a dam of tightness which was raging within her.

"I... yes." She was so ashamed!

Jeff grinned and mounted her. Caroline watched as his human looking penis slowly found the entrance to her vagina. Jeff smiled again as the head of his penis came into contact with her labial lips. Caroline instinctively reached out and grabbed Jeff's hand. Jeff's wolfish smile only shamed her further.

And then he surged forward and was inside of her. Her husband's killer was now making love to her. And to Caroline's intense shame it felt good. Really good. She felt every inch as he slid in and out of her. It felt like the real Jeff inside of her. The man on top of her, with his muscular chest, his dark hair, and green eyes, looked like Jeff. As he made love to her, his eyes remained fixed on her, dominance filtering into her helpless mind. Her body became limp and submissive as he pumped into her.

"Do you like it?" Jeff asked.

"I...." Caroline looked and felt conflicted.

Caroline couldn't believe it. She was highly sexually aroused by this creature who had murdered her husband. She felt tendrils in her head.

Accept him. He is more manly. He is superior.

"Yesssss," she cried, with a look of intense anguish on his face. Caroline gave into the urges. The smell of his body; the feeling of his chest, the feeling of his frictioning penis... it was all too familiar for her.

Jeff gave her a wicked grin. "I am your husband now. Say it."

"You... you are my lover now," Caroline gasped. It was such a terrible thing to say, but she was a total captive of his pistoning shaft, which sent tingling radiating all over her cunt.

"You will encourage the children to accept me as their father."

"No!'

"Say it!"

Caroline felt like her vagina was going to burst. The tension was too powerful. She tried to think clearly, but the tendrils of her rider in her head made it difficult.

"I... I will encourage the children to accept you."

"Good." Another wolfish grin. "When the time is right, they will join us."

"No!"

"Yes!"

Caroline looked up at him with horror. But she could not deny his pistoning cock, or the way ti was making her feel. She felt her rider directly manipulating her clit, her vagina, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm, working with Jeff's pistoning cock to-

"Oooooh!" She cried out, her heaving breasts pressed against Jeff's chest.

*********

Time passed.

As Caroline's mind cleared, she realized that she had just had sex with her husband's killer.

Jeff looked at her expectantly. As he pulled out of her, Caroline saw a line of green sperm coming out of the tip of his penis.

He has come inside of her.

"This encounter was very educational," said Jeff, as he lay by her, stone faced. "Stimulating you did not prove difficult. You seemed to enjoy it."

"I... I never could...."

"You did," said Jeff.

It was true.

Jeff gave her an appraising look. "We will practice again."

"How often?"

"Until you accept me as your lover," said Jeff bluntly, as he got up abruptly. "I will shower and dispose of the body. You will act normally when the children come home from school. Remember, if they suspect, I will have to deal with them."

The horrors of reality suddenly caught up to Caroline again. She made sure to dash into the shower while Jeff took the lifeless husk of her husband away. She didn't ask what he was doing with it.

And then, at dinner, Caroline experienced the new horror, seeing the new Jeff interact with her children.

"Hey Dad, how's it going?" said Marie sitting down for dinner.

"Fine, dear, how are you?" Jeff asked, sounding completely normal.

"I hate nuclear physics," said Marie, making a face. "Why must we study that in high school?"

"Every sexually mature child must understand the basic building blocks of existence," said Jeff.

Marie raised her eyebrows and gave Jeff an odd look.

"Dad, when are we going to go biking?" Mark asked.

"Biking?" Jeff asked.

"You said we were going to go biking sometime," said Mark.

"You know, that's a good idea. We could take our bikes to the Santa Monica foothills this weekend," said Jeff. "The countryside is very pretty there."

"No!" Caroline cried.

Three faces turned to look at her.

"I mean, I... I wanted to spend some time with your father," said Caroline. "He's been working so hard lately. I want to spend this weekend with him. It's all right with you, dear, isn't it?" she said, looking at Jeff.

"I can make time to spend with my son," said Jeff.

"Please, Jeff?" she said, her eyes pleading.

Jeff paused, and then smiled. "All right," he said. He looked at Mark "Sorry, kiddo. We'll do it another weekend."

"Promise, dad?"

"I promise," said Jeff.

After dinner, Caroline sought out Jeff in the bedroom. "I thought the deal was that we were going to leave the kids out of it."

"Deal?" said Jeff.

"We... Jeff and I made a deal with the Hive. Our cooperation in return for leaving the kids free."

Jeff, the new Jeff, considered. "You do not wish them to join the Hive?"

Caroline paused. Lately, her rider had been flooding her mind with nothing but thoughts of her 18 year old twins joining the Hive. She imagined them, their young, fresh bodies, being used to procreate, to expand the Hive. It gave her a thrill between the legs.