Bred by the Hive Ch. 08

And yet, she wasn't quite there yet. The part of her that was still hers realized it was wrong, and she wanted to do whatever she could to protect her children.

"No," said Caroline. "I am part of the Hive now, I accept that," she said. It felt so demoralizing to say it. But it was true. "But leave the kids out of it."

Jeff looked at her. She wondered what was going on in his mind. But then he nodded. "Fine. But you must convince them I am their father."

"Convince them?" said Caroline. "They believe it."

"They are doubting," said Jeff. "Your performance at dinner was pathetic."

"How... how can I convince you that I've convinced them?" Caroline asked.

Jeff took a step forward, so that his body was pressed against hers. "By convincing me."

Caroline took shallow breaths.

"When you can make love to me, and convince me utterly that I am your husband, then you will be believable."

Caroline took a step back. "But I can't... but you're not..."

"You must practice," said Jeff, and he grabbed her by the wrist.

Jeff made love to Caroline that night, and every night for the next few days. As Caroline bounced up and down on his penis, she noticed how hard and thick he felt. Harder than the real Jeff. His body also felt more muscular too.

She tried to give a realistic performance, kissing and touching and participating as much as she could. But Jeff did not seem to be convinced.

One thing Caroline noticed was that when they made love, Jeff always insisted that she be on top. Always. It didn't take Caroline long to figure out what his real agenda was.

As she bounced up and down, as she rode on his penis, her body was getting an incredible workout. Blood was pumping, muscles were being exerted, and her rider... her rider was growing. She could feel it sucking energy, draining life from her to make itself stronger.

One morning Caroline looked in the mirror and saw the beginning of the second band growing, just inside the first one.

A two banded rider was about to mature on her back. Caroline had seen what had happened when Jeff, the real Jeff, had been taken by a two banded rider. He had become a total puppet of the aliens.

Caroline's feelings were more complex. She loved the Hive. She loved being part of it. She loved the sense of belonging. She loved reproducing to expand the Hive.

And yet, she still had feelings of protectiveness for her children. She remembered that she was doing all this for them. Part of her felt that they should be protected. But another part of her felt that they should join the Hive.

And that other part was growing stronger daily.

That's what Jeff was doing. He was stimulating her rider to mature further. Once she got her second band, it would totally control her. That's what he was waiting to happen.

And there was nothing Caroline could do to stop it. On the contrary, she was cooperating to make it happen. Every time Jeff, the new Jeff, gave her a look in the bedroom, she felt a chill radiating from her vagina, and an intense need to make love to him. Soon she was fucking him with abandon, bouncing up and down on his shaft without a care in the world.

A few days after the new Jeff had taken the place of her husband, Caroline looked at her rider in the mirror. It had grown larger, thicker. She could see the faint outlines of a second gold band starting to form inside the first one.

Her rider was maturing even further.

But instead of terrifying her, as it had for days, Caroline simply smiled and, standing completely naked, modeled her rider in the mirror. She felt so much more attractive with a rider on her back, so much more erotic. It was as if her rider was another sexual organ, like her breasts or her vagina. It looked so sexy. Caroline rubbed her hands along her breasts, pubis, and thighs as she stood in profile, looking at her beautiful body. Her rider pulsated slowly. It was a part of her now. It loved her so much.

Every night Jeff pulled her into bed, and every night he expected her to perform, enthusiastically, always on top, always with the maximum of exertion. After sex she would be completely exhausted. She could only imagine how much her rider drained from her.

One night as she was made to mount Jeff and exert herself again, she felt him wrap his arms around her back and gently touch her rider.

"It is getting bigger," he grinned. "Soon it will control you completely. Would you like that?" he said.

"Yessss...." said Caroline. At that moment, with her vagina so full of his organ, with her body and mind so sexually aroused, she would have agreed to anything he said.

"Imagine losing yourself... giving up completely.... surrendering control to the Hive."

"Yesssss..." Caroline whispered again, as she rode his penis up and down, ever more vigorously.

"Imagine it controlling your mind, letting it shape you, guide you, use you. Imagine how sexually arousing it will feel to give up control, to simply be a vagina, a reproductive tool of the Hive."

"Yes..... oh yes..." Caroline said, with hot lust in her eyes. His words were driving her wild. Her breasts were heaving, her pulse was racing, her vagina and clitoris felt like they were on fire. She pushed down hard and impaled herself on his stiffness. And then she cried out as she climaxed, moaning loudly as she kissed him. And all of a sudden, it all made sense to her. All of it.

"I love you so much," said Caroline, as she kissed him fiercely. "I love the Hive. I want to be controlled. I want to be part of it more than anything."

Jeff smiled broadly. He flipped her over so for once she was on the bottom. There was no longer any need for her to be on top now. Caroline smiled up at him and wrapped her arms and legs around him as he made love to her. This was her Jeff now. Better than the original. She remembered how the original Jeff had cried and whimpered as the new Jeff fucked him in the ass. He had been so weak, such a beta male. As the new Jeff fucked her vigorously, Caroline realized that new Jeff was a distinct improvement, a true man who would dominate and control her, which she found so incredibly sexy. As he pounded her with his hard tool, Caroline achieved another shattering orgasm on his thundering penis, and cried out when he released inside of her.

It was only after they had finished, when Caroline got up, and looked in the mirror, that she saw what she already knew: that her rider had a double band around it. She modeled it proudly in the mirror. She felt truly part of the Hive now, without reservations. She looked into Jeff eyes, and knew he knew it too.

"I am HiveFlesh," said Caroline, with newfound certainty, as she modeled her body in the mirror, her breasts, her tits, her ass, and her newly expanded rider, which pulsated on her back. "My purpose is to reproduce and expand the Hive."

Jeff smiled and hugged her.

********

The next day Caroline received an urgent call from her brother, Francis. He had to see her, immediately.

Francis worked in World Government Security. He came over to their apartment during the lunchtime hour, when Caroline could get away from work. Jeff was there too.

Francis didn't come alone. He brought a colleague named Agent Jepson, who shook their hands.

"Francis, what is this all about?" Caroline asked, as they sat down in the living room.

"There's something going on, Caro," said Francis. Only Francis called her that. "There's been an incursion."

"Incursion?" said Caroline, reaching out to hold Jeff's hand.

"Aliens," said Francis. "Just like 50 years ago."

Caroline stiffened. "How come we haven't heard anything about it?"

"They don't want to provoke panic."

"What are we talking about, Francis?" Jeff asked, speaking for the first time.

"Aliens. Aliens who can control people through mind control," said Francis. He glanced around the room. "How are you? The kids, Mark, Marie, Ella?"

"Fine. We're all fine, really," said Caroline, trying to sound sincere.

Francis turned to Jeff. "And how have you been, Jeff?"

"Fine," said Jeff.

"Really?" said Francis. "Your office says you're on extended leave right now."

"I am," said Jeff, getting up and stretching.

"What's going on?" Francis asked, watching Jeff's every movement.

"Better just to show you," said Jeff. Suddenly, with incredible speed, he reached out and punched Francis in the head. He fell to the ground.

Agent Jepson reached inside his jacket, but Jeff was quicker, hitting him in the head as well. He fell to the floor on top of Francis.

"What did you have to do that for?" Caroline asked.

"They knew," said Jeff. "And now we'll have to deal with them." He reached down, and with more strength than a human being should have, lifted Francis up over his shoulder, and carried him away. "Follow," he said.

Caroline followed him into the bedroom.

"Undress him," said Jeff.

As Caroline rushed to comply, Jeff used bedsheets to tie Francis's arms and legs to the bedposts. In moments, Francis was naked, and bound to the bed.

"Make him part of us," said Jeff.

He didn't explain further. But somehow, he didn't have to. Caroline simply knew. She started to rapidly undress. In moments, she was naked.

"Is there no other way?" she whispered, staring at her naked brother's body. He moaned, starting to come around.

"Begin," said Jeff.

Caroline climbed on top of her brother. Francis blinked. "Caroline? What's going on?"

"I'm... I'm sorry, Francis," she said, as she started to rub her pubic hair against his organ. His penis began to get hard.

Francis looked at her, and at Jeff, who was standing there watching, smiling. "You... you're making her do this."

"She wants to do this. Don't you, Caroline?" Jeff asked.

"Yes," said Caroline, with a smile, and she meant it. "I do. I'm going to make you part of the Hive, Francis."

"I'll leave you to it, then," said Jeff. "I'm going to take care of Agent Jepsen. I'll be back in a while."

"All right, dear. Love you," said Caroline, as she rubbed her vaginal lips against Francis's rapidly hardening penis.

In moments, they heard the front door slam.

"Caroline, he's gone. You don't have to do this," said Francis.

"I know, little brother." Caroline looked down. Francis's penis was now hard enough to put inside her. She lifted herself up, and put him in her. Then she started riding him.

Francis suddenly felt the inside of his sister's vagina. It felt smooth and wet. He gasped involuntarily.

Caroline smiled at him as she started working up and down on his cock. Francis felt so embarrassed. But Caroline was loving every minute of it. She loved how embarrassed he looked when she smiled at him. She loved the feeling of the head of his penis rubbing inside her.

And she also loved what she felt was happening on her back. She moved more quickly now, exerting herself to give her rider the energy it needed. It was beginning to reproduce.

Francis, oddly enough, could see it because of the mirror on the wall behind her.

"Oh my God... you've got one of those things on you!" said Francis.

"It's called a rider, dear brother," said Caroline, riding up and down on him. She spoke in a soft, sensuous tone. "And I'm making one now. Just for you."

Francis could see the rider starting to split down the middle. In moments there would be not one rider, but two. And one of them would be for her dear brother, Francis, whose penis felt so good inside her.

Francis realized this. He watched in horror as the rider began to split. "Caroline! I can help you! Release me and I'll save you!"

"But I don't need to be saved, brother," said Caroline, enjoying the dual feeling of riding up and down on his hard penis, and the feeling of the rider splitting down her back. Because reproduction took so much energy out of her, the rider compensated by flooding her mind with intense pleasure, to keep her going.

She felt her rider starting to bubble on her back and expand. "Oh, Francis, it feels so good. You have no idea how good it feels."

"How what feels?" Francis said.

"Expanding the Hive. Being enslaved. Being used. You'll love it all so much," said Caroline, smiling gratefully as she felt the twin pleasures of her brother's penis penetrating her while life was being created on her back. She felt her rider starting to split down the middle, sending a surge of sensual pleasure through her body.

"Why would I love that?" Francis cried.

"Because it feels so good," said Caroline. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles now as she rode him. "The feeling of surrendering yourself, Francis. The feeling of allowing your rider into your body and your mind. The feeling of totally surrendering control to it, and letting the Hive control you. Oh, Francis, it feels so good that you'll just want to fuck and fuck forever."

Her words terrified her brother, but also made his penis tingle and his balls tighten as she rode him.

"Aaaaah!" Caroline stiffened, as she felt her rider finally split into two. It rewarded her with a thunderous orgasm, which she enjoyed as she impaled herself deeply on her brother's male sex organ.

Now there was a two banded rider on Caroline's back, and another, small, unbanded rider. Caroline leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Francis's neck. The smaller, newborn rider started to crawl down her right arm.

Francis's eyes grew wide. "Caroline... this is your last chance to escape, to be free! I can help you!"

"No, little brother!" she said, with a newly dominant tone. "I can help you. To join the Hive. It's the greatest gift imaginable. You'll simply love it."

Francis watched as the rider slowly climbed down her forearm, and then her hand. He tried to jerk his body away, but Caroline held him firm.

"Please, Caroline, think about what you're doing!" he cried, as he saw the rider about to jump from her hand onto his shoulder.

"I am," said Caroline. "I'm bringing you into the Hive." She stared into his eyes as the rider made contact with his skin, just around his neck. Francis cried out and grew stiff, and the rider moved between his shoulder blades.

"Oh... oh... I can feel it! I feel it, in my mind!" said Francis. "It's doing things in my head!"

"Just let it happen," said Caroline. "Just let go, Francis, let it all go, dear brother."

She smiled as Francis continued to cry out for a moment more. And then he slumped back into the bed.

Caroline waited expectantly.

Francis looked up at her. "I am part of the Hive." It was not a question.

"You are part of the Hive," Caroline agreed.

"My purpose is to reproduce, and to fertilize females," said Francis, even as his penis was still lodged inside his sister's vagina.

"Then we're in a perfect position to celebrate, little brother," Caroline smiled. She rapidly undid the restraints. There was no need for them now. Once Francis was free, he simply lay there. She climbed on him and mounted him again.

Only this time, Francis cooperated. He smiled up at his sister as she rode up and down on his penis. Although his rider was immature, he felt its influence, in his brain, telling him how good it felt. As he looked at his sexy sister, with her breasts bouncing, with her pubis glistening with sweat, he realized he had to come inside of her.

In moments they had both achieved an orgasm, his first, and her second. And then they kissed and cuddled until Jeff came back. Jeff looked unsurprised but pleased to see them happily in each other's arms. He gave Francis instructions on how to spread the Hive in his workplace, as well as to Teresa his wife and his 19 year old daughter Patricia.

When Francis had left, Jeff took Caroline in his arms. "You have done well," he said. "Are you ready for the next step?"

"To bring the twins into the Hive?" she asked, knowing the question even before it was asked.

Jeff just looked at her.

"Yes, my sweet," she said, kissing him.

********

It took Caroline two days to recover enough to be ready to welcome 18 year old Mark and Marie into the Hive. Splitting a rider into two took enormous energy, which is why worms were often used instead.

But when the time came, it was Caroline who put a worm under each of their pillows. They waited until an hour after the children had gone to bed, and then Jeff got up and motioned for Caroline to follow him. They went to the door to Mark's room, where they heard soft moans.

Jeff opened the door, and in the light from the hallway they saw Mark, their 18 year old son, lying on his back with his eyes closed, wearing only underwear. He had an enormous erection.

Mark snaked a hand inside his underwear, and started rubbing furiously. He moaned again.

Jeff turned on the light. Immediately, Mark came awake. "Mom! Dad!" he said, blinking. He looked down at his obvious erection, and covered it with his hands.

"There's no need to be shy, dear," said Caroline, coming forward and sitting at his side. Looking into his eyes, she moved his hands away, and smiled as she pulled down his underwear.

"What're you doing, Mom?" said Mark, feeling extremely embarrassed that his own mother was staring at his penis. But something else caught his attention. "And what is that?"

That was the worm which was now wrapped around the head of his penis. Mark's eyes widened, and he moved to pull it off, but he yelled in pain.

"No," said Caroline. "That's not the way to remove it."

"How?" said Mark. "How can I remove it?"

"I'll show you," said Caroline, smiling at him with joy.

Caroline stood up and gracefully removed her pink nightgown. She was completely naked underneath. She sat down over his legs, straddling his penis. She smiled at him as she took her son's rigid shaft in her hand.

"Mom, what're you doing?" Mark asked, totally bewildered.

"I'm helping you with your problem, dear," said Caroline. And then she inserted his penis inside her vagina, and winked at him.

Mark couldn't believe what was happening. He looked up at Jeff, who was smiling approvingly, and then back at his mother, his mother who now was starting to ride up and down on his stiff organ.

Riding on Mark's penis in order to enslave him would have been inconceivable a month or even a few days ago; but Caroline's double banded rider had given her the certainty she needed that she was not only doing the right thing, but an extremely necessary one.

As Caroline started to go up and down, her rider, which was hidden from Mark's view, started to divide. The exertion Caroline was making was giving it the energy to reproduce again.

"Mom, what are you doing?" said Mark. "Oooh... Oooohh...."

"I'm making love to you, dear. Doesn't it feel good?" she asked, smiling.

"Yes, it does, but... Dad, is this ok?" said Mark, looking anxiously at his father.

Jeff smiled. "Of course it is, son. We're all meat for the Hive." He saw Mark's confused expression. "Don't worry, you'll understand very soon."

Caroline cried out as she experienced her first orgasm of the evening, as her rider split neatly into two. She leaned over towards Mark, and whispered, "Kiss me, dear," as the less mature half started to slide down her right arm.

Mark kissed her, feeling incredibly aroused. "Mom, I'm gonna... I'm gonna come... is it ok if I... If I...."

"Of course," said Caroline, turning his head to face away from the rider. "Come inside me, dear."

Mark shouted out, and exploded in her. He couldn't believe he was coming inside of his mother, while his father watched! But just as he was finishing ejaculating, the rider climbed off her arm, and lodged onto his back. Mark went rigid, and cried out. "Mom, there's something wrong!"

"There's nothing wrong," said Caroline.

"There is! There's something in my mind!" Mark cried.

"Just relax, dear," said Caroline.

Marie chose this minute to walk into the room. "What's all the screaming... oh my God, Mom, what are you doing on top of Mark?"