Bred by the Hive Ch. 29

Marion was going to be impregnated.

That had been her fondest wish all along. She loved having sex. She loved bringing people into the Hive. But as she got up every morning and rubbed her vaginal lips, and stared at her bright, red areolas in the mirror, she remembered first and foremost that she was a female, and her prime mission was to reproduce and expand the Hive.

And now she was finally being given a chance to do so.

She reported to Heather, who greeted her much more warmly this time, with a great big hug. "It's so good to see you again, Marion!" she said, crushing her own titties against Marion's much larger ones.

"And you, Heather," said Marion, rubbing her pubis suggestively against the red headed woman.

Heather felt a tingling in her vulva and gave Marion a big smile. "You've come so far! We're all very proud of you!"

"Thank you," said Marion, blushing.

"I know what you're here for. But first, do you want to see the results of all your hard work? You're probably wondering why we had you seduce all those women."

"Yes, I was," said Marion. Truthfully, she had wondered, but only a little. Expanding the Hive felt so rewarding that Marion didn't think much of what happened to those she had brought into the Hive.

"Come," said Heather, taking her by the hand.

She led Marion into a large chamber. There was some kind of creature in the center of it, which looked like a large octopus with tentacles. There were eight women sitting on stools in a circle around it. Each one was sitting with their legs spread and a tentacle moving in and out of their vaginas. From the expression on their faces and their proudly erect nipples and their sweaty bodies, Marion could tell they were enjoying it.

She recognized the women. They were all women she had brought into the Hive. And one of them was her mother Virginia, and sitting right next to her was Marion's daughter Rachel!

"Mom!" said Marion, rushing up to hug Virginia.

"Careful," said her mother, smiling as she gently hugged her daughter. "Mustn't disrupt the connection," she said, making sure Marion didn't bump into the tentacle which was thrusting between her legs.

"Oh, Mom, I love you so much! How have you been?"

"Wonderful," said Virginia Thomas. She now wore a gold banded rider on her back. "I love being in the Hive. I love being enslaved. It's the best thing that's ever happened to me. Susan was so sexy! You must have enjoyed having her, Marion."

"Yes, I did," said Marion, looking down at the tentacle thrusting inside her mother's vagina.

Virginia caught her gaze. "It's putting new life into me dear. New life which will expand the Hive." She looked so happy.

"That's great," said Marion, feeling her nipples crinkle. She knew that Susan had been the one to train her grandmother. It looked like she had done as good a job on her grandmother as she had done on her mother.

She turned to Rachel. "And how are you, my love?"

"Fine, Mom," said Rachel, grinning as a tentacle moved in and out of her pink, dilated pussy lips. "It feels so good. You should try it."

Marion turned to Heather. "What's going on here?"

"They are being impregnated with giant spiders."

"Giant spiders? Is that even possible?" Marion had seen them and knew how big they were.

"Yes," said Heather. "But the pregnancy is a tricky one. It only works a third of the time. That's why we have so many donors."

"Oh," said Marion. "Can their uteruses really handle a giant spider pregnancy?"

"In the beginning," said Heather. "Once successfully impregnated, the spider fetus gradually outgrows the uterus and claws its way out of the body. The slave dies, of course, but we get a new spider." She looked at Marion's expression carefully, and Marion suddenly felt like she was being tested. "How does that make you feel, dear? To know that these girls, even your mother and daughter, may be sacrificing themselves for the Hive?"

Marion suddenly felt a cold chill run through her body. "Wonderful," she said, giving a forced smile. She turned to her mother. "Mom, you know what will happen if you get successfully impregnated, right?"

"I will expand the Hive," said her mother, smiling serenely as the tentacle thrusted into her vagina, up into her uterus, as the reproductive ritual continued uninterrupted. Marion had never seen her this happy, not since before Father died.

Every tentacle of the octopus like creature was firmly lodged inside one of the women, thrusting, stroking, bringing them all continuous sexual pleasure. Virginia Thomas cried out for joy as she felt the creature impale her. That was one of its functions, to keep its subjects captivated while it performed its work. It shot fluid into each of them, from a hole on the tip of its tentacles, fluids filled with a mixture of sperm and eggs. Hopefully one of them would blossom into a giant spider.

Marion watched her mother, her limp breasts slunk down over her chest but with nipples proudly erect, cry out for joy as she looked at Marion. Marion smiled back. At that moment, she felt closer to her mother than ever before. Then she looked at Rachel. Her daughter was rocking back and forth, milking her tentacle for every drop of pleasure. Her breasts were sweaty and gleaming under the strange green lights.

Marion knew that on average one out of every three of them in this circle would not survive the process. But those that did get pregnant would give birth to glorious new life. The thought made her nipples so hard that they hurt, and she started to rub her clit as she watched the women being pleasured. The heavy double ringed rider on her back rippled with pleasure. This was the way life was meant to be.

Heather looked at Marion, and took her by the hand. "Come. It is time to prepare you."

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Marion looked at the circlet of tiny black eggs.

"What are they?" Marion asked, looking at them closely. They shined almost unnaturally under the bright green lights of the cave.

"Hivelife," said Heather. She saw Marion's doubtful look. "That's all you need to know, isn't it?"

"Yes," said Marion, feeling a bit uncertain without knowing why. Her purpose was to spread the Hive, she had said it herself many times, but when the moment came to do it, she felt hesitant.

"Then insert the eggs into yourself, as deep as you can."

Marion felt Heather looking at her expectantly, She noticed that in two corners of the cavern were two Harem Guards. For some reason Marion couldn't put into words she felt a bit reluctant to put alien eggs inside her vagina. It was as if some part of her didn't want to act as an incubator for Hive Life. Why would she object to that?

Her rider pulsated on her back, filling her with additional resolve. Marion nodded, and took a deep breath and spread her legs and her thick, labial lips nestled at the bottom of her dark triangle of pubic hair. She actually smiled as she slowly inserted the eggs into herself. Her rider pulsated on her back and her clitoris tingled with pleasure as she worked the eggs up as far as she could into her vagina. When she pulled her fingers out, Heather hugged her. "Don't worry if you couldn't get them all the way into your uterus. You'll have some help with that."

Help?

Suddenly Paul stepped out of the shadows.

"Paul!" said Marion, hugging him tightly, her heart fluttering. She hadn't seen him for days, not since the time she and Chloe....

Paul accepted her embrace without responding.

"What are you doing here?" Marion asked. Her former husband never looked finer. He had become more muscular and more leaner at the same time. Every ounce of fat was gone from his body. And his penis... his penis had been enlarged. It was bigger, pinker, and it had a hairy tip

Paul's face was blank. "I have been assigned to inseminate you," said Paul.

"Paul is your reward, dear," said Heather.

"Reward?" said Marion.

"For your perfect obedience. You have brought your entire family into the Hive, your husband, your son, your daughters, even your mother. You have embraced your youngest daughter as a lover and exceeded all our expectations As a reward, Paul has been selected to fertilize you. Does that please you, Marion?

"Yes, it does!" said Marion, giving him a kiss. Despite all her Hive conditioning, she was delighted to see him. He kissed her back woodenly.

"Shall we begin?" Paul asked stonily.

Marion nodded, hiding her disappointment.

She lay down on the ground and spread her legs. Paul got between them and inserted his penis. Marion gasped at the size, but quickly became accustomed to it.

After everything that had happened, Marion was having sex with her husband again. But they were no longer having sex as husband and wife. They were having sex as unrelated Hive slaves. Marion had Hive eggs inside of her, and Paul was fertilizing her with exactly what the Hive wanted. They were simply reproductive tools, a penis and a vagina, to be used to expand the Hive.

Marion looked up at the face of the man she had loved. It was completely blank now. Was there nothing left of the man she had married, the man who had impregnated her three times, the man she had raised children with?

Paul was double banded now, but she was double banded too, and if she could still feel something for him, perhaps he could too.

"Paul," she whispered to him.

Paul, his face wooden, continued to pound into her vagina.

"Paul," she whispered again.

"Yes," he said.

"Do you like this?" Marion asked.

"Yes," said Paul. "I love filling you with my seed, with my Hivecum."

"I do too," said Marion excitedly, wrapping her arms around his back. "But Paul, don't you also feel something for me?"

Paul kept thrusting with a blank expression.

"Paul?"

"You are a female to be fertilized," said Paul blankly.

"That's... that's all?" Marion asked, crestfallen. "Paul, what have you become?"

"The Hive has liberated my sexuality," said Paul, in a grim, self-satisfied tone Marion had never heard before. "I have fertilized dozens of females, sexy women I never would have had access to. I filled them all with my seed," he said with pride.

Marion wet her lips even as Paul jostled her with every thrust. "That's nice, Paul dear, but don't you still have any feelings for me? We were husband and wife for nearly 22 years!"

Paul gave an inhuman smile. "You are a vagina to be filled, a uterus to be inseminated. I cannot wait to fill you with my ejaculate. The idea of watching your belly fill up with Hivelife excites me more than you can possibly know."

"But Paul-"

"Stop talking, female."

"Paul-"

"Enough!" Paul roared. Suddenly his face tightened and he gasped. "Aaaaaah!" he roared, as he released inside of her. "It feels so good to fill you with the seed of life! You are the incubator of eggs."

The incubator of eggs. Marion stiffened as an orgasm wrack her body, and she cried out with joy. Her body shuddered around Paul's raging tool. "Yesss," she hissed. "Fill me with Hivelife. Fill me with your seed." She shuddered again as her pussy milked the last drops of Hivecum from Paul's penis. When he pulled out, she noticed his testicles were jet black. His dripping penis looked so powerful, so masculine.

But Paul's face was blank the entire time and stayed that way even up to the moment when he climaxed. If he hadn't cried out, Marion might never have known that he came. He was the perfect automaton now.

What had she done to Paul, to her family?

And then Marion realized it was all fine. Paul was mean to be an inseminator, and she was meant to be an incubator. He was fulfilling his function. And Marion was fulfilling hers. She felt full of warmth and goodwill to her former husband. She kissed him softly, enjoying the feeling of his wet penis pressed against her pubis. "Thank you for inseminating me," she said, staring into his dull eyes. "Thank you for filling me with the seeds of Hivelife."

As she rubbed her wet labia, she saw the ghost of a smile appear on Paul's empty face.

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The next day, when Paul returned for the next round, his face was again blank but his penis was erect. He didn't say a word as he took hold of Marion and started kissing her. As he did he lowered her to the ground. A moment later, he entered her. In one way Marion was appalled; there was no love here, Paul was simply acting like a tool, and treating her as one. But in another way Marion was sexually delighted; she was a tool of the Hive, just as Paul was, and they were both fulfilling their highest function.

Marion tried once again to reach him. "Paul, are you enjoying this?"

She had to repeat the question twice before Paul responded. "Yes."

"It's just like the time you tried to get me pregnant with Ryan, remember?"

Paul continued to thrust methodically, his rider pulsating on his back as he worked steadily towards his Hive mandated goal. "Yes. But this is even better."

"Even better?"

"Ryan is a human male. What we are creating is even superior. We are creating Hivelife."

Hivelife. Marion's clitoris tingled with joy as she felt her rider hot and heavy on her back. "Yessss...." She hissed, kissing him pleasurably as she wrapped her legs tightly around him. "Fill me, Paul, fill me with your seed!"

They were having sex, and Paul was trying to impregnate her. It was just like when they were married, but only better, better because they were serving a higher purpose. Marion had been filled with alien eggs and Paul with alien sperm. She could think of nothing better than to have her and Paul's sexuality used, twisted, and changed to serve the Hive.

"Pound me, Paul! Pound me real hard!" Marion cried, as his erection filled her so wonderfully.

Paul, his face still blank, rewarded her with another sly smile.

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The next day when Paul came to inseminate her again, Marion leaned against a wall and spread her legs. "Let's try something different, Paul," she said, in a low, sexy voice as she ran a hand through her thick, curly pubic bush.

Paul nodded minutely and mounted her from behind. A moment later she felt him entering her from behind.

It was glorious. Paul was the perfect Hive slave.

"How are you doing, Marion?"

Marion turned her head even as Paul continued to make love to her from behind. "Oh, it's you, Heather. Hello! Everything is wonderful." She spoke in a casual tone as Paul continued to work his glistening penis in and out of her vagina from the rear.

"Are you glad to be back with Paul again?" Heather asked.

Paul continued to mechanically thrust in and out of her vagina, his hands grasping her hips tightly, his face blank as he performed his required function.

Marion had come so far. She was eagerly having sex with her husband as frequently and as passionately as they could to create an alien form of life. "It's wonderful!" Marion assured her, her big ass sticking up in the air proudly as she let Paul inseminate her. "To feel so sexy and fertile, to be used to create Hivelife, it feels so good, Heather! It always feels so good!"

"Just think Marion, you're going to have another baby with Paul. If it hadn't been for the Hive, this wouldn't have been possible, would it?" Heather asked.

"No," said Marion, loving the feeling of Paul's warm belly pressed against her ass cheeks. "I love the Hive! So does Paul!"

"Is that true, Paul?" Heather asked.

Paul grinned as he boned Marion really good. "I love the Hive. I love being used to fertilize. I love putting Hivecum inside Marion."

A thrill went up and down Marion's spine.

"Well, I'll leave you two to it then," said Heather, waving goodbye as she walked off.

"Paul. Did you really mean what you said?" Marion asked.

Paul's face was a mask.

"Paul?"

"I must fertilize your eggs."

"Paul?" Marion bit her lip and held back a tear.

"I must fertilize your eggs." He kept thrusting, until the inevitable happened.

Inseminated. That's all Marion was now to Paul, a vagina to be filled. It hurt to think of it, and yet, it also felt good.

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Paul inseminated Marion five more times over the next three days. Each time he left without saying goodbye, and she watched him walk away, his rider pulsating on his back, his firm ass muscles flexing with each step. But at times she thought she saw something in his eyes, something in his expression when he made love to her, that gave her the impression that somewhere, the husband she had loved was still in there, and still had feelings for her.

And then, the last time Paul inseminated her, he started to shudder, and climax, his eyes widened, he gasped, and he whispered, "Marion" as he came within her.

She hugged him and cried out his name, even though she hadn't climaxed.

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And now Marion was pregnant. But it was like no pregnancy she had ever experienced. Her belly grew big and bloated, but it felt hollow, almost. She asked Heather what she was carrying, but Heather only smiled mysteriously and said, "Life."

Marion felt movement within her body, but it was the movement of tiny, little things, dozens or maybe hundreds of them. It was then she knew that she was giving birth to some kind of insects.

But it was life of the Hive. She smiled smugly as her belly got big. She fondled and masturbated herself to the thought that she was finally going to reproduce and expand the Hive. Ryan and Susan came to visit her in the cave, and she told them that she was very happy.

"And what have you been up to, dears?" she asked, rubbing one of her titties. Her breasts had gotten even larger now, her areolas were enormously stretched, and her titties were becoming incredibly sensitive.

"We've been expanding the Hive," said Ryan. "They've been sending me out to bring girls into the Hive, Mom. I've been seducing and fucking ten or more a week!"

"Wonderful, dear!" Marion smiled, looking down at Ryan's penis, which looked nice and long, even when flaccid. She could only imagine how many girls he had been seeding. "And you, Susan?"

Susan gave a sexy grin. "I've been bringing girls into the Hive, too, Mom." She gave Marion a passionate kiss. They embraced for a long moment. Then Marion pulled back, and looked at her daughter, her trainer, her lover. Susan looked sexier than ever, with her firm melons and bright yellow pubic bush. The Hive had really brought out the best in her, turning her into a vibrant, passionate lover. She felt so proud of what her little girl had been turned into.

But someone was missing. "Where's your sister Rachel?"

Ryan and Susan exchanged looks.

"What is it?"

"Mother, Rachel was impregnated with a giant spider," said Susan. "She's... gestating."

Marion wondered why Susan and Rachel looked sad. "That's wonderful!" she said.

"Yes, it is," said Susan slowly.

Marion looked from one to another. "Was there something else?"

"There was, Mom," said Ryan. "We want you. Both of us."

Marion looked from Ryan to Susan. "Both of you?"

Susan nodded. "You're so sexy Mom, even more so now that you're filled with Hive Life. We were told if we met our fertilization quotas we could have you again."

"Oh, oh my sweet dears!"

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Marion made love to Ryan and Rachel.

They took turns. Ryan went first, kissing and fondling her. He gently eased her on her back and carefully entered her, easing his long shaft into her aching cunt. As he made love to her Susan watched, eyes shining, cheering them on as she rubbed her own clitoris. "Give it to her, Ryan! Really give it to her!" she growled, enjoying every minute of it.

When Ryan groaned and climaxed inside her, it was Susan's turn. She mounted her mother and kissed her furiously. "I've missed you so much, Mom."

"I've missed you too, dear," said Marion. She felt so close to her children now. The Hive had given her so much. She felt so intensely grateful, even as Susan, also experiencing a surge of gratitude got between her legs and started sucking on her clitoris.