Princess of Symbiosis

I waited for the same thing to happen in my butt, but both dildos remained firmly affixed. I hadn't yet earned that right.

However, I did feel a tingling on top of my head, which suddenly stopped. I saw a convoluted mass of tentacles in one eye, and lowered my boob from my mouth to get a better look.

Though it looked confusing at first, I realized it to be a crown. A crown that would adorn my hair. It was intricately designed, symmetric to the sides, centered around a bright blue mass in its middle. My pussy flared up in happiness, letting out a river of my juices, and I felt it rest again on top of my head. Two new tentacles came down from my crown and pierced the top of my ear and my earlobes, keeping it securely fastened to me.

It felt so good and so right for all of this to happen to me. I was grinning from ear to ear, and simply relished in the myriad of physical sensations I was experiencing. I never wanted it to stop, and I couldn't imagine my life without this. Come to think of it, I couldn't remember a life not like this. I knew there was something outside the walls of my pod, but it was scary and strange. So I tried not to think about it.

There was a ripple in the ceiling above me, and light began to pulse and reverberate around it. I gazed at it aimlessly, calmed by the display, as my hands wandered and found their way back to my cunt. My feet guided themselves to a throne that waited for me on the opposite side of the pod. My eyes remained firmly fixed above me as my body marched forward, then turned around and sat down. I felt some of the tentacles on my body fuse with those in my chair, and new ones came to hold onto me.

I felt calmer, more relaxed, like I was in a giant hug. My eyes hadn't left the swirling and glimmering lights above me. My jaw hung wide open in awe at the display.

"It is over. You have now become part of us. And we have become part of you."

All other thoughts were quieted from my mind. I was being spoken to by Saligh, my Owner. It was not simply a master as though I was its slave, but Saligh Owned every part of me, and had full control. However, my mind and body needed to be kept separate from the rest of it in order to execute its grand design. Thus, I was Owned and Controlled in every way.

"Yes...Thank you..." I whispered gently as my mind continued to be consumed by the pretty pretty lights.

"It is I who should be thanking you. You will usher in a new era for both my race and humanity, and will be among the highest royalty."

"Royalty...a queen?" The thought came to me suddenly, and there was a pause after I said it aloud. I had very little memory of Saligh taking this long to think about anything...It was normally pretty quick.

"You are a part of a much greater whole," it finally replied. "Your part in this grand design cannot be understated. But you must always remember that you are part of something bigger. That there are those above you, no matter how powerful you may be."

"So...a princess."

"Yes...that will do. A princess who lives to serve me and my kind."

I was rewarded with a gentle but all-encompassing wave of pleasure, as my body turned this way and that in response to such a compliment. I was being rewarded, and it felt amazing. Like every sense was alive and being loved. I couldn't look away from the wavy lights if I wanted to, and it was in this position that I fell asleep...

--

Yasmine was on her computer, catching up on a TV series, and felt her phone buzz. Picking it up, she saw a new notification from Kylie.

"hey! just got home, I'll be heading out of town to spend wknd with some friends. just wanted to lyk I was safe! :)"

Yasmine smiled, and send a quick text back: "don't have too much fun! see u soon." Turning up to her computer, she put her phone away and thought nothing of the conversation.

On the other side of town, Kylie's Yupod had taken control of her phone, and sent out this last text message. It was the piece in keeping Kylie here for longer than was normal. Not that she could have ever left...

Inside the pod, Kylie rested in her throne and sat still, absorbing and understanding all that was being put into her head. She was being taught about Saligh's race, their interactions with the Pafanels, and why it was time for a change.

Her eyes were vacant, large and blue, seeing nothing but swirling lights. Her chest, filled with the pod's breeding material, shifted with her deep breathing. Alien milk dribbled from her pussy and onto the chair, while cups captured her stream of breastmilk. Liquid continued to be pumped into her body through her asshole, and bodily waste was taken care of by a firmly-attached tentacle.

It had been three hours since Kylie first stepped foot inside the pod. The concept of time had become lost to Kylie. Instead, she lived through every moment she was awake for, ready for the next opportunity to live and serve her Owner.

Kylie smiled in her sleep. She came, her body shaking only slightly as her holes let out her liquid in jets for a few seconds. Then they resumed their usual pace, venting milk from a body waiting to release something new into the world.

--

In other Yupods throughout the Littleton center, there was a shift. A slight pause, almost as if they had momentarily been distracted by something. For almost all occupants, this pod went unnoticed, as they were too busy with themselves to realize it or care. Some occupants, who were taking it either very slow or very fast, noticed a sudden hesitation which lasted no longer than two seconds. Though they were confused and unsure of what had happened, their concerns were swept away once the tentacles resumed their mission. Whatever that meant to the individual.

Deep below the center, tentacles and unknown organisms swirled and moved and gyrated. They had grown restless and anxious, waiting for the time when they could see the sun again. And now they knew that their mission, their purpose, was coming.

These organisms, many in number and simple in thought, understood what needed to be done. Concentrating and collecting in one place, they sent their energy to one pod far above them, where she would soon give way to something amazing.

--

I woke up suddenly, alert and wide awake. Something in my mind recognized the need to be awake for what was about to happen, and I responded. I didn't even have a say in the manner...my body just obeyed. I felt a strong heaving, a large object trying to exit my body through my sopping wet cunt. I reflexively pushed down, trying to get it out.

There was no pain in this process. There couldn't have been: I was so happy and glad that part of my purpose for being was coming to pass: being a mother to something amazing. Tentacles adjusted themselves and moved all around me, exposing my cunt and spreading my legs. I gave no resistance, allowing these tendrils to do what they needed to do.

Another heaving, and a splash of liquid shot out from my cunt. The pressure felt greater, and my hands began to spasm. Tentacles found their way into my palms, and I gripped them tightly, holding on.

Another heaving. I couldn't see over the lump in my belly, but I heard a loud squelching noise. I assumed it could only have come from me. I continued to press down on it as the squelching continued and got louder.

I felt one last push, and felt a large pop! Every muscle in my body relaxed, and I fell down from my elevated state to stare at the ceiling again. I didn't even have the strength to look down to see what, or who, had come out of me. I was still catching my breath from the entire experience.

The tentacles in my hands let go, and I felt something fiddling around with my cunt. There was a small tearing sound, tentacles inserting something into my slit, and then retreating.

And then I saw her. Or, I saw myself, if I had sky blue skin and ocean blue eyes. We were alike in many ways. The same hair, same jaw line, same body shape. But certain features were different. Every sexual facet of her physique had been exaggerated and enlarged. Two massive boobs hung from her chest, an hourglass form with wide hips, a hairless slit, and lips that were made for kissing and sucking. I could even tell that she was tall, much taller than me.

This person...she came from me. But why did she look the same age as me? Why were we so similar but different? Why-

"I hear your confusion," she spoke aloud, "and I'm sorry that this is concerning to you. You must relax now." Her English was perfect, and she spoke the words aloud. No beaming-words-into-my-head. But she could still read my mind and thoughts.

"You are my Princess. I am you in every way possible, except so much better. Come...drink from me."

Tentacles appeared from her cunt and ass, and grabbed my body. They pulled me to my feet, and brought my mouth exactly onto one of her nipples. I sucked on it instinctively, and was rewarded with thick, creamy milk. Tentacles from somewhere on her body dug into my slit and ass.

There was so much pleasure, and so much sensation...her hands dug into my back and pushed my body into hers even more. I looked up at her, noticing she was much taller than me. Her eyes beamed, noticing my pleasure and happiness, and she smiled.

"It's all right. You can relax now. That's all you'll ever have to do forever..." she said. Her voice was hypnotizing, loud, erotic. I had a difficult time focusing on sucking her tit when she spoke, and lost concentration on it. She took my head in her hands and reoriented me to the other teat, which I gladly took in my mouth.

There was a sensation in my pussy, and I felt tentacles up against my womb. There was a pumping, and I felt my belly fill up again with the seed of another child. So soon? I couldn't wait to bring life to even more of these amazing women...

Tentacles took my arms and wrapped them around the back of this girl. Others took my legs and did the same. My keeper...I could only think of her that way...stroked my hair and rubbed my back. I stared into her eyes, brimming with pulsing blue light, and felt my body let out a round of milk before I fell asleep again.

--

It had been five hours since Kylie had stepped into the pod. It had been two hours since she was imbued with the seed of the Yupod, and she had given birth to the first of a race of Human/Yupod hybrids that would rapidly change the world.

Kylie was kept asleep as she gave birth to more hybrids. These hybrids had evolved from the best of their ancestors: though they still represented small pieces of a greater collective, they could think for themselves, improvise, solve problems, and appear mostly human. Except for their blue skin, hair, and eyes. Their features represented the peak of female sexuality, and released pheromones that would make any human a slave to their will over time.

Ten hybrids surrounded Kylie, who remained fast asleep. Each of their faces looked exactly like hers. They observed their mother silent. She was still wrapped around the first of the hybrids, her butt and vagina extended outwards to permit access when new hybrids were born. The birthing process had been improved and made more efficient, now that Kylie's body was used to it, and she could give birth to a new hybrid every twelve minutes.

Yet she slumbered, resting her head in the breasts of her offspring. It was time to expand and grow beyond these walls, and it was only possible because of her. The hybrids, nameless for now, set out to accomplish their goal.

Eight of the hybrids moved to the center of the pod, holding hands with each other. Tentacles from the floor wrapped around their legs, climbing their way up each of their bodies, until they were totally encased and wrapped in tentacles. Almost as soon as they were completely sealed in, they descended deep into the pod itself, moving among the various connections and larger organisms that connected the individual pods to the center of it all. Pods did not connect with other pods except through here. It was comparable to a human brain, but not exactly.

The hybrids moved along the connections to their final destination: another Yupod with a female captivated inside it. People used Yupods for varying reasons: some to let out physical stress, most to get a quick fuck, others to find someone to vent and blow some steam. The one common trait was that they were all inside of their pods, focused on the voice in their head, and unaware of their surroundings.

Eight different females were caught off guard by the entrance of a blue-skinned female in their pod. Eight different females found their mouths affixed firmly to a large breast, milk gushing inside their mouths. Eight different females felt everything become quiet, focusing their attention only on the blue eyes of this majestic being. Eight different females had tentacles quickly enter their cunt and unleash a load of alien milk, elevating them to untold levels of pleasure.

Each of them thrashed violently against their captors, but the hybrids wrapped their strong arms around the forms of their new human charges. Each hybrid sprouted new tentacles to wrap their human's legs and arms around them, keeping them secure. Each hybrid spoke quietly to each girl, whispering in a hypnotic, soothing voice. Each girl's belly swelled within minutes, and continued to grow. Girl and alien stood in the center of the pods, embracing each other, until each girl's pussy unleashed a gush of white cream. A new hybrid was born from the women at precisely ten minutes after impregnation.

The original hybrid would stay behind while newly birthed ones spread their reach throughout the Yupod center. In a center with five hundred pods, three hundred of which were occupied by females, control was established within thirty minutes. Male occupants were restrained and subdued within their respective pods. Staff members were similarly disposed of: females were made into mothers, men into background noise.

--

I woke up again, not realizing I had fallen asleep. I noticed a sound around me, or rather, the lack of a sound. Things seemed so much quieter than they did before. But why?

Something was wrapped around my hips. I glanced up into the face of my...I wasn't sure what to call her. Was she my child? Daughter? Something else?

"I'm you, Kellie. A better version of you. If you mean what," emphasizing the last word, "am I, then I am a fusion of human and Yupod genetic material. The best of both."

She began to stroke my long hair, and I looked down at the rest of my body. Almost all of my bondage had been removed, with no trace that it had ever been so thoroughly used. The only thing that remained was a tentacled collar, loose on my neck but ever present.

"Now that you're awake, I think it's time we both saw what it all looks like. What do you say?"

I looked around, and saw that the front of my pod was opened. I had never been outside before, and I was scared. And what did what look like? Everyone? What was going on?

"You'll see. I promise."

"Can I give you a name?" I squeaked quietly. "Before we go. It feels so weird being so...attached to you, and not...not being able to call you anything."

"Of course," she beamed. "Anything you like."

"Ok...Kayla." It was simple enough to my own name, and I didn't know of any other names except my own.

Kayla helped me to my feet, and I held onto her hands tightly. One of them let go, while I kept my right hand firmly locked in her left. I felt secure with my Matron holding my hand.

She looked outside, and I took the first treacherous steps outside my pod. I didn't remember a life outside of it...I had no idea what to expect.

Walking onto the cold floor, I saw another open doorway. The room in which my pod existed seemed simple enough, with no defining features other than the pod. Looking through the door, I heard voices. Yelps. They sounded...happy.

One hand still in the grip of Kayla, I led her outside and witnessed the sights around me.

Girls similar to Kayla but with different features waited patiently for me. Every one of them held a human female in its vice, though in varying positions. Some girls had their arms and legs wrapped around their Matron forcibly, their mouths attached to a blue teat and eagerly drinking milk. Some were similarly restrained, though facing away from the breasts in order to expose their pregnant bellies. And others were standing, their cunts and asses encased in writhing tentacles. Every single one of them had a brilliant smile on their faces, coated in sweat, and beamed with deep blue eyes.

"All of these girls have you to thank, Kylie..." Kayla whispered into my ear. "They know happiness and peace because of what you have done. You are...their Princess."

This was amazing! I'd never been happier in my entire life! So many people got to experience and live out this pleasure, and now we could share it with others!

I walked down one end of the hallway, stopping to talk with some of the girls. Every one of them was eager to participate, smiling brightly, and stark naked. Most looked like they had been pregnant a short time ago, and some had their hands on growing bellies. We were growing so fast! It was awesome!

My ears heard a sniffle and cough, and I turned towards its source. One girl, barely twenty-two, was holding her pregnant body in two hands. Her breasts lactated slightly, and her Matron rubbed her shoulders with hands and tentacles. Nothing seemed to console this woman.

"This woman's Matron informs me that this girl is in distress. Milk hasn't helped, and the Matron doesn't want her to go asleep, since that might make it worse," said Kayla.

I walked up in front of her, Kayla in tow, and asked her what was wrong.

"It's just...I had a baby before. A long time ago. And...I couldn't keep it. It was painful. It hurt. Hurt so much. And..." she broke into a sob, and I took her in my arms. Swatting her Matron's arms and tentacles away, I gently rubbed her back and let her tears roll onto my body. I just listened and consoled her. She fell onto her knees, and I fell with her, wrapping her arms around me.

"It's OK...you don't have to worry anymore. No one is going to take your baby away...never again..." I spoke in a low voice, calm and quiet.

"You...you mean it? Really?" Her red eyes looked up to my face, and I met her gaze.

"Of course. You're safe here. You're loved. You're wanted."

"But...people in the past, they..." Between the sniffling and crying, she was having a hard time speaking. "...they called me names. Did bad things to me. They hurt me. I don't want to be hurt anymore."

I grabbed her from her arms, and stood both of us onto our feet. "No one is going to hurt you ever again. I promise."

She rubbed tears out of her eyes, sniffed, and said "Really? Are you sure?"

"Yes. This is where you belong. No one will hurt you here. You are one of us, now. We only want to take care of you.."

She smirked, then smiled. Tentacles wrapped around her breasts from behind her, and made a quick squeeze. Milk shot out from her teats, releasing a great sigh from the girl's lips.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Jessica..." she said dreamily, her nightmare over.

"I'm Kylie. Welcome...to our sisterhood," I said.

She grinned even more, and was lifted from her feet by more tentacles. They kneaded and massaged her body, giving her face an even more distant look, as liquid seeped from her pussy. Within a few minutes, her newest Matron was born. Shortly thereafter, this new Matron had attached Jessica's mouth to her teat, sandwiching the once-grying girl between two of these aliens. Tentacles snaked their way into her pussy, and the cycle began again.

Kylie took one last look at Jessica, but the girl was in another place now. Happy, satisfied, and being cared for.