The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The light in her eyes faded. She was facing the large, bay window that opened up into the Gate room below. The broodmother was producing more eggs, and the converted humanoid was tended to the trapped scientists. Perfect, everything was going exactly as she had anticipated.

Legs feeling wobbly, she dropped into a crouch, turning to look at her past self, who was still absorbed with peering out the window. She looked so cute! It was too bad she had no idea about what was to come! «The absolute pleasure involved!»

Before she began, there were a few ground rules she needed to follow when talking to her past self—first, she needed to modulate her voice lower, disguise it as much as possible. Second, she must not refer to herself as ‘Kate’—that would be the fastest way to arouse suspicion.

Calling herself ‘Katy’ was a thin fiction, but one her past self would likely buy. Besides, by a stroke of coincidence, that was the first name of the scientist she had melded her memories with.

She narrowed her eyes. Very well, then. The hunt was on.

“What the hell are those things?” hissed Kate.

“They are Takrin,” breathed Katy, growling the words with the lowest voice she could muster. “We need to stop them before they enslave everyone.“

Kate fell on her butt, her head narrowly missing the window sill. Katy caught a glimpse of perfectly coiffed black hair bundled into a ponytail, two thin strands framing her face. Beautiful, but irrelevant. «Mother is more beautiful.»

“Who the hell are you?” she asked, her hand slipping towards her thigh.

She had better give her past self a good excuse soon, or she might end up being jabbed by a blow gun dart!

She chuckled bitterly, gesturing at the Gate. “My name’s Katy. I work here. Well, I used to work here, that is, until they opened that.“

This wasn’t totally a lie. She hadn’t worked here herself, but the memories pushed to her from the scientist were just as real as hers. If she wanted to pretend to be ‘Katy’ who helped to design and operate the Gate, it would be as simple as remembering. «Remembering what owned her.»

The whispers could have been distracting, but she vowed to use them to push her forward towards this task’s completion. The reward waiting for her would be more than worth it in the end.

“That’s called a Gate, and it’s what’s caused this disaster. While messing with the harmonics, they managed to get the Gate to open to an alien landscape. At first, this was heralded as a great discovery. Until they started coming through.” She shuddered. “We must stop them, or we’ll be overrun.“

Kate scrunched her brows together. Oof, she was going to have problems keeping her hands to herself. On herself. It was confusing just thinking about it. Oh, bother.

“Don’t you want to know who I am?” Kate asked.

Katy shook her head side to side slightly. “Don’t know. Don’t care,” she replied easily. “If you don’t work for Expedient, it’s all the better, really, as those idiots think they can study and understand these… things. I’ve seen what they can do, and they need to be destroyed before they bring more of themselves through that portal.“

A thread of physical pain echoed from the top of her skull at the thought of destroying the creatures, but it couldn’t be helped. This was for the greater good.

Kate backed away from her, trying to access the computer behind her surreptitiously. Katy pretended not to notice her grabbing the flash drive. It didn’t matter—she wouldn’t be leaving here with it anyway.

“How do you know that they’re called Takrin?” asked Kate.

Katy shrugged, thinking about the blobby egg tucked into her pocket. “Whatever that worm thing does to them doesn’t seem to remove their brains. It just… twists them to do whatever advances its cause. They’re more than willing to talk about their utter devotion to the Takrin and the Mother, whatever that is. They could be talking about that worm, or something else, we don’t really know.“

She folded her arms. “That’s why the higher ups have stupidly decided to proceed with the research. They think that they can figure out some way to bargain with these aliens. To find a way to use the Gate for their personal profit.”

They were fools to think so, but she had never met an executive that didn’t have dollar signs in his eyes. Mother would use their greed to Her advantage. «They would belong to Her.»

She widened her eyes with fake fanaticism. “They’re wrong. These aliens are abominations and should not be allowed anywhere on this planet.”

Kate shuffled back against the computer, doing a terrible job of hiding the fact that she was palming the thumb drive. “Let’s say I believe you. Do you have a plan to stop them?”

Katy grinned, a rush of excitement tingling through her hands. “I do. If we overload the power supply, that will destroy the portal, and prevent any more aliens from getting to this world from theirs.”

That was the biggest lie of all, but Kate had no problem accepting it. She had no idea what the Gate was capable of. Her pussy shivered as she imagined what she was going to do to her doppelganger. «Make her ours.»

Kate frowned. “Won’t that kill us, too?”

Katy laughed. “This isn’t the movies. The Gate isn’t a reactor, and not everything explodes when it fails. Besides, even if my idea works, we’re still going to have to do something about that giant worm. Try to come up with some ideas while we’re getting to the power room, I’m fresh out.”

That was a lie, too, but Kate couldn’t know that. It just so happened that her goals were far different from Kate’s. All she needed was a small opening to distract her, a good excuse for attaching the egg to her head. It would do the rest.

“What happened to your face?” Kate asked, examining her with a rude stare.

Katy couldn’t stop her lips from quirking as she spoke in a low voice. “I was ‘voluntold’ to gather a specimen for the next experiment. It didn’t go well. You saw the other members of my party below. I was the only one to escape, although…” she pressed a hand to the back of her head. “I can’t be certain whether I’ve been infested. The gigantic worm thing splattered some kind of liquid over me, and it messed with my skin.” She shrugged. “I guess we gotta hope I don’t go crazy before we can close down the portal.”

Kate moved around the conference table, watching her carefully. If she was thinking the way she had thought in the past, she was beginning to trust this mysterious scientist. More than she ought to, given the circumstances, but Katy wouldn’t complain. Her plan to betray herself was proceeding apace.

“Very well,” Kate said slowly, reaching an open hand towards the door. “Lead the way.”

Katy turned, proceeding past the window, unconcerned. She flicked her eyes out the window, spotting the humanoid woman staring at her. The warden’s claws flexed, looking threatening.

She might know what was going on, but her past self certainly didn’t. “Don’t worry, they can’t see us through the one way glass,” she growled. “We need to hurry, before the other scientists figure out what we’re doing.“

She paused at the door. “It would be best if you went first. If they see me wandering the premises, they might get suspicious.”

It didn’t hurt to try. If she took the bait...

Kate narrowed her brows. “I don’t think so. I have no idea where I’m going. It’s going to look weird if I have to constantly pause for directions.”

She didn’t actually think her past self would take her up on the offer, so she wasn’t too disappointed. It didn’t hurt to keep trying, as she had no idea whether her memories of this time loop could be altered. She rolled her shoulders. “Suit yourself. If we get caught, just remember, it’s your fault.”

She marched confidently into the hallway, knowing full well that nobody would accost them. The main shift had gone home for the night, and the skeleton crew had already run into… problems during their last experiment. She hoped they enjoyed their conversions as much as she had.

She rather envied them their first time. There was something special about being taken, changed, «improved» into a superior being.

She made a left turn, ignoring the other woman. She would follow. She had no other choice if she wanted the knowledge stored in Katy’s brain.

Pausing at the security door ahead, she leaned over and passed her card over the reader. As the reader beeped, she felt a soft touch on the back of her head. Startled, she turned to find Kate with a shocked look on her face. “What was that for?”

“There’s an… egg shaped thing on the back of your head!” exclaimed Kate. “How could you not know that?“

For verisimilitude, she pretended to be shocked, moving her hands up to touch the spongy hole where the broodling had burrowed into her skull. The fluid filled pouch was there, as she had expected, but she gulped and dropped her jaw in fake surprise. “What the fuck is that?” she hissed.

Leaping forward, she grabbed at Kate’s arm. “I’ve been infested. Get it off me! Please!“

Kate blinked, going ashen. “I don’t know how. I’m not a surgeon.”

Katy gritted her teeth, hiding her growing arousal. “Then we need to get in there and kill them before… I’m no longer me.”

That wasn’t quite an accurate statement. She was still her, she was just more. A version of her that had been improved by her broodling. «A more subservient, loving version of her.»

She turned and pushed open the doors to the server room, making a beeline towards the power console. It was getting harder to keep control of herself. She really wanted to jump Kate and force her to see the truth!

She fiddled with the console, reconfiguring the power supply to properly set up the Gate sequence. Previous tests had only used up to fifty percent power, but with those, they were using it like a portal. For true time travel application, the Gate would need everything the facility could provide.

“I’m going to take a look around,” Kate said, moving next to the wall.

“Fine,” replied Katy. “I need a few minutes to get this set up anyway. I’ll let you know when it’s ready.”

She glanced at Kate, hiding a smile as she watched her sneaking her way towards the hot aisle. There was no need for her to be so secretive, but she didn’t know that.

“Are you having fun playing secret agent?” she asked. “It’s after normal operating hours. There should only be a skeleton crew on duty, and they’re not going to perform experiments with the Gate without everyone here.”

“It never hurts to be careful,” Kate replied, sliding through the door.

She was right where she wanted her. Looking back down at the console, Katy made a few more changes. There, now the return air supply fans would power off for a few minutes, just long enough for some of the creatures to infiltrate their way inside.

She didn’t expect this ploy to work, but If one of them got to her, all the better. She didn’t remember being infected by one of the creatures, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t—but she probably wouldn’t.

Honestly, this time traveling nonsense was more than a little opaque to her. Her past was probably fixed, but if everything went the way it had gone before, she would reach the desired outcome, anyway. «Utter slavery.»

Humming, she waited for the capacitors to charge up. The Gate needed a tremendous surge of electricity to break open a hole in reality, far more than the generators several levels below could provide. There was nothing more for her to do here, really, it was just a matter of time.

She walked over to the doors of the hot aisle, pressing herself against the rack next to them. She knew from her past memories that her opportunity was fast approaching. Reaching into her lab coat pocket, she palmed the oval shape of the egg.

Her other hand reached down towards her pants, but she was able to stop herself in time. Kate most certainly wouldn’t understand the utter joy she was experiencing at the thought of betraying her. «Keep it together, the mission is all.»

Yes, the mission was paramount. She squeezed her eyes together, listening, waiting.

The sudden sound of the door jerking open at the back end of the room focused her. Soon. «Soon.»

“Katy?” came a high pitched shout. “We have a problem! Look out for small, beetle shaped critters!”

She said nothing, cracking open the door to the hot aisle a few inches. One of the broodlings trapped inside toddled out, moving leisurely across the white floor.

When Kate rounded the corner, breathing hard, she stood stock still. “Shit!” Kate shouted, staring at the power console. After a momentary pause, she began to move rapidly towards the exit.

Shit indeed! She would need to move more quickly than she had anticipated!

“Watch out!” she shouted, flinging herself forward.

Pressing her hand with the egg against the back of Kate’s skull firmly, she pulled it to one side. Counting on her doppelganger to be disoriented, she screeched, slamming her foot on top of the unfortunate beetle. Multicolored goop spread under her foot, a sad end for one of Mother’s creatures. «A noble sacrifice.»

“Oh crap!” she shouted at the top of her lungs. “They’re escaping containment! We must hurry. If they are moving through the ducts, they’ve decided that they no longer wish to be contained. We are likely to encounter more of them!”

She clenched her fists together. Would her ruse hold up? Would Kate notice the egg on the back of her head? She had to trust that she had slammed it on hard enough for its anesthetic to be injected properly.

Kate shook her head, clearly dazed. “I agree with you. Are you ready?”

“Yes!” she exclaimed excitedly, running back to the console. She squeezed her legs together to hide her arousal. Her plan had worked. The egg was gestating as they spoke, and soon, it would inject itself inside her! «Seizing control.»

“See?” she said quickly, pointing at the touchscreen. “Here, the power flows into the secondary coils, then it spins up the magnets. If I increase the current here, it should excite the primary coils past their design specifications, leading to an inevitable overload!”

“Okay, then,” said Kate, still rattled. “What are you waiting for? Do it!”

Katy touched the green button in the bottom left of the screen, and the Gate whirred to life, orange and red bars increasing. While Kate might think this meant the Gate was overloading, in actuality, everything appeared nominal. A faint feeling of satisfaction floated up from the depths of her mind. It was working just as the scientist had designed it.

“There, it’s done,” she said, raising her voice as the Gate began its power up sequence. “We’ll have to confirm that it worked, and even if it does, that won’t take care of the aliens that have already made it over here. For that, we’d need to do something about that monstrous worm.”

Kate shuffled towards a set of tanks stored near the entryway. “What about those?” she asked, bending over to look at them more closely.

Katy sighed. Leave it to her former self to come up with a reasonable plan. This posed a new problem—she would somehow have to keep herself from freezing the broodmother to death, while buying time for the egg on her head to hatch. What a complicated headache! «Do not worry. Just do it.»

Kate leaned a tank over, taking it for a test spin across the floor. “We’ll freeze them out!” she declared.

Katy wrinkled her brow, shrugging. “It’s not a bad idea. Let’s give it a try.”

She grabbed a cylinder of her own, half heartedly maneuvering it towards the door. “How far is it to the lab entrance?” asked Kate.

She wished she could have claimed it was a mile away, but the conference room wasn’t that far. There would be no opportunity to lead her through the maze of the lab in hopes of wasting time. “It’s not far. Turn right beyond the doors, into the decontamination airlock. The entrance is just beyond.“

She followed Kate out of the room as they both rolled their gas tasks, catching a glimpse of the egg sitting innocuously on top of Kate’s head. She breathed a sigh of relief to see that it had secured itself properly, spidery black lines working their way into Kate’s skull. Once the roots had spread far enough, it would strike. She couldn’t wait.

She frowned. Kate had paused up ahead, examining the airlock. Stopping next to her, she scanned her card, and the doors began to open. “They don’t want people touching things with their hands,” she explained. “Easier to clean.”

Kate made an unladylike sound, and they both moved together to get their cylinders into the airlock. When the decontamination misters began their work, Kate seemed a little discomforted, but it was easy enough to set her at ease with a platitude.

The outer doors rumbled open, revealing the ramp. Finally! It was almost time for her betrayal. Damn, it would feel good. «Stay focused.»

They rolled their tanks downward, stopping right in front of the organic matrix. Instinctively, she knew this luscious material was necessary for hive mobility. The broodmothers ate it to live, and were unable to move very well when not on it. Spreading it would be necessary to infest other areas of the facility. «Sustaining, expanding, growing life.»

She noted that the Gate was active, a blue, pulsating mass sitting within its center. All it needed now was configuration, which would be easy enough to provide with the stolen knowledge she possessed.

“Is it overloading?” asked Kate, staring intently at the Gate.

“It takes time for it to spool up,” lied Katy. “We don’t want to be too close when it goes, so let’s get to work.”

Katy watched Kate touch the matrix with her shoe, her body stiffening as she looked up. Peering towards the Gate, she saw what had stolen Kate’s attention. She had spotted a mature warden, who was eyeing her back with equal interest.

Katy tapped her on the shoulder. “I can see the target! It’s hiding behind some of the Gate’s plumbing, off to the right of the creature. Keep moving! I’ll distract it for you!”

Time to put on a convincing act. “I’m over here!” she screamed. “Come and get me, you bastard!”

Grabbing the valve, she twisted it open, a plume of mist and liquid exploding from the end of the tube. She played it back and forth over the organic matrix, watching soberly as some of it crystallized into ice. «A temporary setback. We will rebuild.»

“Good luck!” Kate whispered, rolling her tank parallel to the mat.

Katy grunted, concentrating on making her performance look realistic. The warden hadn’t bothered moving, knowing that she was faking, but several beetles were toddling towards her, curious about the foreign substance intruding on their domain.

She eyed Kate as she rounded the corner past a few bulbous white tanks, making a few yelps and curses to enhance her performance. Right as the beetles approached the danger zone, she cried out and shut down the valve on her tank.

The leading creature tried to step out onto the frozen patch of the organic matrix, its sharp legs punching through the surface. It stopped moving, making a soft chirp. The other beetles moved up next to it, chirping back.

As one, they moved forward onto the damaged area, their abdomens dipping until they were pressed against the frozen surface. Soft grinding and crunching sounds came from the group as they processed the damage, removing the surface until the living spongy material below was exposed. This would later be filled in by broodmother as she expanded her domain. No permanent damage would remain. «Perfect.»

However, she needed to act quickly to prevent Kate from damaging the broodmother. She would be much more difficult to replace.

Abandoning the cylinder, she sprinted quickly around the side of the white tank, spotting Kate a fair distance away. She was still in the process of rolling her gas cylinder, but she was almost in position.

She had run out of options—she would have to use the blow gun. She expected it would come to this, but had hoped that things would go differently. She would have to rely upon her natural skills to make this shot, which was at the limit of her abilities. «Do it!»

Crouching, she pulled her brown pant leg up, retrieving the tube. Bracing it with her hands, she quickly estimated the range and drop. The shot would have to be perfect—if it hit Kate’s lab coat or back, it likely wouldn’t have much effect.

Breathing in slowly, she adjusted the simple sights on the metal tube. One, two, breathe, out! The dart flew through the air silently, seemingly following a string to its target.

“What the?” blurted Kate, slapping a hand to her neck.

Retrieving the dart, she dropped into a crouch, examining it while feeling for her own blowgun. Kate felt as though her heart would burst. It didn’t matter, because it was too late! «As she had foreseen, Kate would join her and become one with Mother. Her future was assured.»

Kate looked up, staring at Katy, realization of her betrayal blooming on her face. “Why?”

Tossing the blowgun tube away, she relaxed her shoulders, swinging her arms to and fro as she approached her victim. Leaning over, she took a strand of Kate’s hair. “Shhh,” she whispered. “It will become obvious soon. You’ll feel better about everything, I promise.”

As Kate trembled, losing muscular control, she took the woman in her arms, kissing her on the forehead. There would be plenty of time for more fun later, after she had accepted her new state. «Sexual intercourse is a great motivator.»

As she gently helped Kate to sag to the floor, she breathed a huge sigh of relief. It had all gone the way she had remembered. No variations.

The loop was closed. Her past had happened just as before—unchanging.

She had almost expected it to work differently. For there to be at least a few minor changes. “I suppose when I teleported to the future, my past became firmly fixed,” she murmured to herself. «Excellent.»

She frowned. Now… what came next?

It wouldn’t do to leave her here. It would be much better if she moved Kate onto the organic matrix so that she could be monitored by both her and the broodmother. Reaching under the fallen woman’s shoulders, she gently slid her over the ground.

When she reached the edge of the mat, she found she had to exert more pressure to get her butt over the edge. Her bond with the broodling had given her more strength, but she found herself having problems when Kate’s legs fell into a depression.

Suddenly, she found herself staring at the armored knees of a warden. The humanoid creature leaned over and picked up Kate’s legs as if they were feathers, allowing Katy to easily navigate Kate’s body the last few lengths. Breathing hard, she leaned her unconscious past self against a computer rack.

“Thank you,” she breathed at the warden, truly grateful for her help. «She belongs to Mother. Mother provides.»

Standing, she looked speculatively at the warden, admiring her curves. The dark purple dimples that decorated her breasts might appear diseased to most, but she found them quite attractive. She suspected that the holes circling her breasts might be disconcerting to regular humans, but after her joining, she no longer belonged to that genus. «They carry life for Mother. Her eggs. Her will.»

Feeling surprisingly shy, she approached the warden slowly. Reaching out hesitantly, she placed her hands on the warden’s hips. “You look amazing,” she said softly.

The creature’s black mouth spread into a smile, a long, purple tongue extending to lick her nose. It was ridged along its length, the end round and bulbous, like the head of a dick. Gazing at the monster’s slitted eyes, she lifted her brow in a question.

Iridescent light sparkled through her pupils, and she grunted. Katy took that as a ‘yes,’ leaning forward and opening her mouth. She closed her eyes, waiting in anticipation.

It didn’t come as she had expected. «The Mother can be mercurial.»

Instead of a warmth in her mouth, a hard length pressed beneath the back of her shirt. Whipping back and forth, it squeezed its way up her back, the prehensile end twisting like a snake. She opened her eyes, staring at the beautiful monster with loving eyes. She was going to bless her with the pleasure of knowledge. What a gift!

The twitching end tickled her back, seeking the port. She waited patiently, preparing herself for what was coming. When it finally found the socket and plugged itself in, she moaned pitifully. There was no pain like the first time, only pleasure. «The port, once created, is permanent. Another wonderful alteration to improve her lowly form.»

The cool thoughts, once they arrived, stunned her with their perfection. Her mind froze, unable to process what they revealed. “Are you s… serious?” she stuttered, staring with wonder at the warden. “Are you really… ?”

Her words were stoppered up by the warden’s tongue, its bulging length filling her mouth. She was to be used like a slut. «Like a proper servant.»

New thoughts and memories implanted themselves into her mind, her brain being remodeled yet once again as the monster’s cock shaped tongue plumbed her mouth. She squeezed her teeth around the rubbery appendage, pleased to find that it accepted the pressure easily, like a chew toy. There was no way she could damage it, no matter how rough she played with it.

That would have to wait, however. There was something else the warden wanted. That she would happily give. «In service of Mother.»

The tail of the warden’s broodmaster wiggling in her socket felt amazing. She squeezed her thighs together, doing her best to suppress her ogasmic instincts. Not yet. The warden had yet to truly claim her.

She moved her hands to her pants, unzipping them. Pressing her fingers under the fabric of her underwear, she slid them down quickly, allowing them to drop to her ankles. Spreading her legs wide, she presented herself to the warden, gagging on the monster’s tongue. «Being violated by a warden is the highest honor, and proof of her servitude.»

The tail of the warden’s sexmaster curled, the spikes running down the end folding against the bulbous mass, one by one. It wobbled back and forth slowly, the end sprouting open to reveal a hollow tube inside. Gnawing on the warden’s tongue, she looked at the spreading end of the tail lovingly. She knew exactly where that was going, and she couldn’t wait!

It struck like a snake, ploughing directly into her snatch. She screamed into the warden’s tongue, her jaw clamping down over its soft, pulsing surface. She could feel every inch of the knobby spikes on the tail as it pressed itself into her, cranking itself deeper and deeper.

So deep, that for a moment she thought it was going to split her in two, but eventually its forward progress halted. The spikes flexed, digging into her love tunnel, making it impossible for the tail to be removed. Her body was under the complete control of the warden, being ravished in exactly the way the monstrous creature desired. «She loved it.»

The tail in her snatch began to throb, expanding in size. She hissed through her nose, her sex enflamed. Her brain was on fire.

A gigantic bulge began to work its way into her vagina, a throbbing pulse squeezing the ovoid inside. Throb. Pulse. Throb. Pulse. Squish.

The first egg popped inside, running up the length of the tube and into her womb. From the knowledge provided through her socket, she knew these fertilized eggs would develop into either a broodmaster or a sexmaster, depending on what was required. Only the broodmother could produce the eggs necessary to develop broodlings to capture new humans.

Put together, the lifecycle was complete. Broodlings commanded minds. Broodmasters enhanced one’s power. Sexmasters laid eggs and provided rewards. She loved them all, in all their myriad of forms. «The perfect creatures to enslave weak humans, like her. To convert her into something better. Something more useful to Mother.»

Another pulse came and an egg traveled up her canal. She sucked on the tongue in her mouth, gagging as it thrust into her throat. A warm liquid sprayed from its tip, passing straight down her esophagus.

Egg, egg, egged. Impregnated. «The warden’s breeding bitch.» Damn, that was a satisfying thought. «She was mother to a new generation of enslavers that would yoke these humans to Mother’s will.»

Her libido increased the more she thought about her loyalty to Mother. «I am not a human. I am a slave of Mother. Harnessed to Her will. Filled with Her eggs. Carrying Her brood. I am a slave, and moreover, I am Her servant.»

Choking on the tongue, her lungs screamed for air. Eyes rolling, an incredible spike of pleasure seized her pussy. Jerking and dancing like a puppet on the warden’s strings, she orgasm whatever remained of her old self away, oxygen starvation enhancing the ecstasy.

When the tongue finally slipped from her mouth, she bent over, wheezing. The warden’s fluid dripped from her lips, instantly absorbed by the organic matrix. At the same time, the warden’s broodmaster disconnected from her back, the tail slapping against her tailbone as it withdrew.

She felt the lack of connection as a keen loss, but none more so than when the warden finally withdrew her ovipositor. Her pussy convulsed, expelling its thick length. She instantly missed its mass, wanting it back inside. «She would do anything to feel that way again.»

Groaning, she patted her belly. It was only slightly larger than before, despite the number of eggs that had been deposited. Perhaps the warden would gift her more later, as her belly was still just as pregnant looking as before. Her sexmaster must be working overtime to gestate new offspring.

Sighing, she watched the warden regretfully as she turned away, the sexmaster’s tail floating in the air behind her. «No need to be greedy. The opportunity would arise again.»

Her eyes flicked down to the unconscious form of Kate, who moaned pitifully. She must be regaining consciousness.

If she was fanatically loyal before, she was practically ecstatic from the fucking. «Mother had shown her favor to this poor human. All that remained was for her to ensure her future by enslaving her past.»

Putting herself back together, she buckled the belt of her pants below her bulging belly, knowing full well that she would have to deal with that later. Leaning over, she got down on one knee, pulling Kate’s head forward so she could examine it more closely.

The veins spreading from the egg had grown, blackening a large portion of Kate’s skull. The egg had swelled in size, the shell slowly cracking down its center line.

Kate made a soft sound, her eyes opening to look at the ceiling. Her hands reached up involuntarily to scratch at the hard outer coating that sealed the egg to her skull.

“It’s almost ready,” Katy declared in her guttural voice, smiling softly at the realization that she didn’t need to keep up the fiction. «They would both be slaves now.»

The bloated bump suddenly deflated, cracked portions of the egg shell floating lazily in the remaining fluid. The broodling stored inside had been injected into her brain.

“What’s happening?” gasped Kate, her body twitching uncontrollably.

Her eyes rolled, an involuntary smile lighting up her face. Katy stared down at her beatifically, reliving the joy of being joined with her broodling. Being subsumed by the alien intelligence seemed so inevitable to her now, but she knew Kate’s struggles were just beginning.

Kate sat up, her hands pressing into the ground, eyes unfocused. Katy reached out to touch her shoulder. “Take your time. At first, it is disorientating, but in a little bit, you’ll feel absolutely wonderful.”

“What did you do to me?” she asked, her shoulders shivering cutely.

Leaning in close, Katy pressed her lips against Kate’s cheek, kissing her lovingly. “It’s simple enough. I stalled as long as I could, waiting for your egg to hatch. Now that it has, everything is going to be fine. For both of us.” «The timeline has been fulfilled.»

She wrapped her hands around Kate’s shoulder, pulling her to her feet. “Tell me truly, how do you feel?”

Kate reached her hands up, touching her temples. “Awful!”

Katy patted her on the back. “It will pass. Once you accept this new state of being, the cognitive dissonance will fade, along with the pain. As it did for me.” «Replaced with true pleasure at being a slave.»

Kate’s head jerked to look at her. “Who are you?“

Katy couldn’t stop herself from grinning as wide as possible. It was finally time to pull the curtain away, to reveal the truth. «This will be so satisfying!»

“You… what?” gasped Kate.

Katy dropped all pretense, letting her natural voice run free. “You figured it out. That’s right. I am you. Well, not the you now, but the you then.“

Shocked, Kate took a step back. “If what you’re saying is true, why would I betray… myself?“

«Because it feels so good to give in! Because she had been changed to want it, to love it, to need it!»

Katy spread her arms. “Why do you think? You’ve been subverted. Well, I’ve been subverted—but you have, too. It told me how to, and I did it. Not that I had a choice. It’s me, just as much as you are me. Or will be me, for that matter.“

Kate shook her head, uselessly denying the truth. «It didn’t matter. She had already been joined to the new life inside her brain.»

“What was the point of all this, then?” she asked, threatening tears. Why did you convince me to overload the Gate? To attack this… worm thing?” Her arm jerked up, pointing at the broodmother, who was silently watching the drama unfold.

“Oh no, not at all,” grinned Katy. “The engineers designed the Gate to operate at maximum capacity. The scientists are a little mad, but they aren’t crazy. There’s no such thing as ‘overloading the power.’ It was simply a neat fiction to keep you moving down the correct path. While you were distracted in the server room, it was child’s play to slap an egg on the back of your head. You didn’t even notice!”

«Distracting her had been so easy, too! It was a wonder her missions had gone so well in the past, if she was usually that unaware!»

Kate reached behind her head, prodding at the hole where the broodling had bored into her skull. She looked so confused. «How cute!»

“Once I had it in place, all I had to do was distract you long enough for it to hatch. I had hoped that it would happen before we made our attack, but you moved so quickly I’m afraid I had to use more force.” Katy clapped her hands, unable to contain her excitement.

“Oh.” Kate’s face lost some of its vigor, making her look lost. “I feel like an idiot.”

“I don’t know why you should feel bad,” said Katy, rolling her shoulders. “You simply outsmarted yourself, with knowledge that you currently aren’t privy to. Don’t feel bad about it. You’re going to love being controlled. I know I do.“

«Being sexed up by the warden had only lifted her libido to new heights! She couldn’t wait to experiment on herself.»

Her cheeks became flushed at the thought of the sexual activities she was about to perform. “Now that you’re here, infested, I have to say, it’s hard to keep it in my pants. I have needs.” She pressed her hands against her shirt, sighing as the cotton fabric rubbed against her aroused nipples. “But I know my place. You must be made ready.“

Kate frowned. “Ready for what?”

«Her ignorance made her even more enticing!»

“To go back, of course,” Katy continued. “The Gate can not only traverse space, but it can also traverse time—but only at maximum power. After a few… alterations have been made to you, you will be sent back, as me, to convince yourself to take the same steps you just took. The time loop will collapse, making what has already happened, happen again. Just as it should.“

Kate stamped her foot, her arms rising in defiance. “What if I don’t want to?”

«What a waste of time.»

Katy sighed, rolling her eyes. “You already know you gave in, so why bother resisting? Look at me, I am your inevitability. Your future is my past.”

A wave of molten pleasure bounced between her nipples. She reached down and grabbed the fabric over her crotch. “Believe me, it’s going to feel amazing betraying yourself. You’ll never see it coming. I’m already incredibly hot just thinking about it.”

«Damn, she wanted to get to the fucking. She hoped her past self would stop resisting soon.»

She took a step forward, menacingly. “Now, you must accept your new state. You will be made to serve, as I have. It’s inevitable.” «Give in, give in, give in!»

“What if I don’t want to?” Kate asked, taking a step back as her forehead creased in pain.

Right into the clutches of the warden, who had silently sneaked up behind her. Clawed hands grabbed her shoulders, holding her in place no matter how much she struggled or screamed. The warden’s broodmaster wrapped its thick tail around her neck, squeezing lightly to remind her of her place.

Katy grinned. “There’s no escape. I might not remember each exact detail, but I already know everything you’re going to do. I’ve planned out all the details. I am you.” «Accept it!»

Kate’s struggles faded, her eyes rolling to expose the whites. She was clearly conflicted, fighting it for all she was worth. It was a losing battle, however, as within a few moments, her body went limp.

“It won’t be long now,” Katy said, raising her hands as she approached her past self.

She grabbed the other woman’s lab coat, drawing it aside and unzipping her shirt. “Besides, how long can you remain as you are when you’re being pleasured… by yourself?“

Her exposed bra was simple enough to remove with her new muscles. “See how strong it can make you? Relish the changes, like I do.” «The power that had been infused into her body was intoxicating.»

She wrapped her hands around Kate’s breasts, squeezing them tightly. She had the opportunity to see these breasts every morning, but this was somehow different. «More arousing. More exciting.»

“Normally, this wouldn’t arouse you much,” she explained matter of factly, admiring the soft nipples. “However, the new connections the broodling has made in your brain have enhanced your tactile sensations. All I have to do is this…” Turning her hand, she trapped a nipple between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it back and forth.

Kate made a cute hiss, biting her tongue. “...and you’re helpless before me,” continued Katy. “Just as we’re helpless before it. You love it. You love being infected by it. You love being changed by it. Belonging to it.“

Staring hungrily at Kate’s breasts, she pushed them back and up, squeezing them hard. «Once her body had been altered more, she would be capable of taking even more punishment!»

She hummed, enjoying her work. Her past self was responding just as she had hoped, squirming and shivering with unintended excitement. “I wish I could feel what you’re feeling, but we’re not linked in that way. I know, though. I know exactly how you feel. You want more of it. You want to feel this way again.“

She settled into a rhythm, swirling and gripping, massaging, teasing. “Give in to yourself. Let your thoughts become its thoughts. Let its thoughts become your thoughts.The broodling is not a separate being. There is just you, merged with it. A part of it. A servant of Mother.“

Kate was clearly out of it now, enjoying the ride. Her brain had been utterly fried by the broodling that had infested her, directing her towards pleasuring herself. Her hands reached down to undo her pants, jamming them inside her panties so that she could fill herself with her fingers.

«She was forcing herself to orgasm. Oh, how she wished she could trade places!»

She pressed into Kates’ nipples, grinding her thumbs in a circle. This was too much for Kate, her mouth opening to cry out her pleasure, hips bucking. Her hand moved quickly, strumming her pussy like a violin until she came, her entire body trembling.

Katy watched her carefully, smiling as she dropped her hands at the same time as the warden. They had both felt it. Their help was not needed—Kate’s entire demeanor had changed. She had embraced the pleasure, and her servitude. «The obedience that comes with acceptance.»

Kate’s eyelashes flicked upwards, her head tilting. A raw hunger was on her face as she approached Katy, hands reaching up to grab the back of her skull. Surprised, Katy did nothing as she was pulled into a full on kiss.

«Fuck yes, this was exactly what she wanted.»

Pushing into the embrace, she stuck out her tongue, playing it over her past self’s lips. In response, Kate opened her mouth, letting her tongue join the fray as well. They danced, tickling each other with their passion. «True love. Self love.»

The moment, frozen in time, faded after a minute or two. She pressed her hands against Kate’s neck, stepping back reluctantly. “I’d love to stay and do this with you more, but you have things to do. As me.“

Kate nodded, a fanatical light glowing in her eyes. “What’s next? I can’t wait to experience more.”

Katy sighed, placing her hand over her chin. She needed to prepare properly, or it would be impossible for this future to play out as it had. “We need to make you… look like me. Remember, if you recognize me when I first meet you, this won’t work. You can disguise your voice by using a lower pitch, but you can’t disguise your clothing.”

She moved over to a computer desk, retrieving the belongings of the former scientist who had gifted her with the knowledge necessary to set up the time loop. “Therefore, you’ll need to use these. Strip!”

Kate removed her clothing with alacrity, putting on the outfit as had been requested. Katy adjusted a few pieces to make it look a little closer to the clothing she was currently wearing. Soon, they were more or less an exact match.

“That’s almost correct,” Katy said, realizing she had missed something. “There’s just a few more things.”

She gestured at the warden, who seized Kate’s hair in her clawed hand. Her other arm lifted up, swiping horizontally. The air swished, and locks of black hair tumbled onto the spongy matrix, which lit up, small tendrils wrapping around the organic matter.

Katy stepped up next to her, undoing the ponytail and draping the remaining wispy hair over her shoulders. “Yes, this will do. There’s more, however. Let me introduce you to some of our more… integrated forms of life.”

Taking Kate by the shoulder, she turned her to face a second warden, who had approached just as silently as the first. “These two creatures are wardens, blessed with Mother’s favor, transcending their former lives. They have been altered to carry Mother’s favor to others, complete with temporary homes for some of Her brood.” «They were so lucky. She wished she could transcend as they had.»

There were several more gifts she needed to bestow upon her past self so that she would be successful at enslaving herself. She stepped towards the warden, slipping her hand into one of the dark caverns surrounding her breasts to retrieve a beetle.

The beetle sat calmly on her arm, quiescent, as if it knew what she needed it for. “See here?” she asked, poking at the top of its abdomen so that it would release its egg to her. “They don’t grow the eggs inside themselves; they simply store them.”

She palmed the egg, retrieving it easily enough and presenting it to Kate. She explained how the eggs were laid by the broodmother, and how they could be implanted on one’s skull. Kate nodded eagerly, clearly wanting to do a good job of enslaving herself. Taking the egg gingerly, she slipped it into her coat pocket, ready for the next step.

Katy took the hand of the warden, pulling her next to Kate. “Next, we must do a knowledge transfer. This one was formerly a scientist, who has the knowledge we need to run the Gate. Quite convenient, if you ask me. Mother knows, and Mother provides.” «Mother in all things.»

Releasing the warden, she took Kate by the arm and moved her behind the transformed scientist. “Stand still, this will hurt, but it’s for the best.”

Kate did as she was directed, clenching her teeth. The broodmaster attached to the warden’s skull detached its tail from the back of its host, the end flopping around as it sought a new attachment point. Katy flipped up Kate’s shirt, taking the soft, warm end of the broodmaster’s tube in her hand, guiding it to the right place on Kate’s back.

«Connection!»

A sucker near the end of the broodmaster’s tail popped onto Kate’s skin. The tail pulled itself taut, its circular teeth grinding into her flesh. It would be gruesome to watch for anyone else, but Katy was fascinated. As it ground deeper, flesh, bone, and viscera was vacuumed up, the purplish tail tinged a bright red.

Kate groaned, but soon, she stood still, eyes closed, her mind elsewhere. The tail stopped drilling, throbbing as it cleaned up its mess and worked on building the socket. Katy knew she had a similar hole on her own back, made by this exact creature. It had done good work, as most of the time she wasn’t even aware of the port’s existence.

For a long minute or two, Kate did nothing, standing there like a robot plugged into a computer, information being fed into her mind. «Necessary information on how to navigate the lab and operate the Gate.»

Finally, the creature’s tail accordioned, pulling tightly against the end that was plugged into the port. With a sudden pop, it was free, dangling as it swung back towards the warden. A plum sized hole was left behind, with a funnel shaped void.

Black veins spread out from the hole across her back. The port was reinforced by a strip of metallic looking material that surrounded the edge. Small, wiggling tendrils waved gently inside, waiting for the next connection with a broodmaster. «All of Mother’s servants were given this organic port. It was so much easier than speaking, a terribly imprecise way of making one understood.»

Kate reached around behind her back, making a sound of surprise when her fingertips touched the reinforced edge of the hole. Her fingers played across it for a moment, then dropped back down to her sides, clearly accepting this new addition. She turned to look at Katy, a glimmer of something extra glinting in her eyes. «New knowledge. New obedience.»

“Can I go now?” she asked, gesturing at the Gate.

Katy moved in, taking her by the shoulder. “Not so fast. There’s one more stop.”

Steering her around in a circle, she presented her past self to the broodmother, who had been watching the events unfold patiently, her mouth parts chittering quietly.

Kate stood on her toes as she waved at the creature. “Hello! What kind of creature are you?”

The broodmother lit up, blues, reds, and yellows dancing joyfully within its rotund body. Kate gasped, her eyes widening as she took in the display. Suddenly, her eyes slammed shut, a blob of goo ejecting from the broodmother’s proboscis onto her face.

Patches of the goop seeped downwards, sizzling as her skin was audibly burned by the acidic material. She made not a peep, ignoring the pain as she communed with her broodling.

Raising her arms, she wiped off the mess with the sleeves of her lab coat and opened her eyes, looking at Katy for approval. She nodded her head. “This is perfect. You look just like me.”

“Is there anything else I need?” asked Kate, rubbing her fingers together nervously. “Any other

alterations necessary to ensure my capture?”

“You can’t be changed too much,” said Katy, shaking her head. “Your past self will be suspicious if you’ve been too obviously corrupted by the aliens.”

«Loyalties bent, loyalties subverted.»

Kate puffed out her chest and took a deep breath. “Okay, then, I’m ready.”

Katy retrieved a security card from a computer desk and handed it to Kate. “Fine. Take this! You don’t look like her former self, but it won’t matter, as long as you don’t let anyone look at it too closely.”

Kate took it, glancing at it briefly before shoving it in a pocket. Katy nodded. She was more than ready for this. Just as she had been, at that stage. «So exciting!»

The former scientist moved over to a computer console, the warden tapping in commands with her claws. Wardens were vastly different from humans, but they still remembered.

The tenor of the Gate changed, a blue, rippling portal opening in the center. A gate to her past, and her current present. The woman she had known as Kate would soon walk through that portal, vanishing forever, replaced with ‘Katy,’ a fake former scientist who would steer her down the path towards her own enslavement.

With some regret, she followed her past self up to the portal, holding her hand. They would never be able to make love to each other in the same way again. Ah well, she would savor the memories.

Making it happen once was practically impossible, anyway. Twice would be ridiculous.

Pausing at the top of the ramp, Kate turned and kissed her soundly, obviously feeling the same way. She felt compelled to break the mood. «Mother would want it this way.»

“Don’t worry,” she laughed. “We’ll do this again soon enough. You just have to convince me. Again.”

“I’m looking forward to it!” smiled Kate. “Backwards at it? However you say it. Time is confusing!”

Turning her back, she jumped into the portal, clearly hating to drag out a goodbye. She felt exactly the same. «They were the same, in all ways.»

Letting out a breath she hadn’t known she had been holding, she marched back down the ramp. A warden was waiting there for her, her dark lips stretching oddly. “Your turn,” it croaked, her purple tongue lurching inside its mouth hole. “The process is joy.” Her black mouth stretched into a wide grin.

It wasn’t that the wardens couldn’t speak, they just couldn’t do it very well. They didn’t have to do it often, or they doubtless would have been designed differently. A curse and a blessing of receiving Mother’s gift.

She nodded briskly, the knowledge of what was to come sparkling in her mind. She would be lying if she claimed she felt no trepidation, but this would be for the best. «As Mother willed it.»

She took off her lab coat, shirt, and pants, discarding them on the organic carpet. The matrix would digest them, in time, and she certainly didn’t need them where she was going.

During her joining with the warden, she had been given tantalizing details. She was to be rewarded for her actions here. Upgraded. «Improved.»

She ran her hands over her bare breasts, her pert nipples bobbing as her flesh jiggled. It was all she could do to avoid going straight for her needy snatch, but there wasn’t time for self gratification. «That would come later.»

She stopped in front of the broodmother, her bare feet arched over a flexible bump in the matrix. Her body was glowing again in multiple colors, a single, large eye rotating open to stare at her balefully.

“Do it!” she exclaimed wholeheartedly, pressing her arms to her sides. “Make me become!“

«You. Accept. Transform. Convert.»

Broodmother shuffled forward, lifting her purple proboscis in the air as if it was an elephant’s trunk. The circular end whuffed, expanding larger to expose a darkened tube inside coated with slimy green mucus. At regular intervals, there were circular striations revealing the tough musculature of its throat.

A burst of air whirled around her as the proboscis dropped, the end slipping easily over her head. For a moment, she forgot to breathe. Suction was pulling her up, up into the dark interior, head first.

Face pressed against the side of the tube, her fear increased as she was squeezed further inside. The tube was growing darker with each contraction, and she couldn’t breathe. She had some idea of what awaited her ahead due to her melding with the warden, but experiencing it first hand was different. Much worse.

The tunnel ahead opened up into a large chamber, filled with bright glowing colors. There came a tremendous tug, and her body slipped free, falling. Fortunately, the drop wasn’t large, her knees and elbows bouncing against the fleshy floor. Her arms came to rest in a shallow pool of warm, iridescent liquid.

The liquid clung to her hands, coating them with its slippery, shiny essence. She cupped them and dipped them within the pool, letting the substance drip from her hands in pretty, pearly drops.

Each one caught a shimmer of light from glowing orbs that floated within the chamber, bathing it in a multicolored glow. Green, violet, yellow, orange, colors shifting slowly as they floated.

Forgetting the liquid, she reached for one of the lights, but her hand passed right through the orb. It could be a projection, or perhaps she was hallucinating. «They sure were pretty.»

Getting up on her knees, she chased one of them for a moment, her curiosity piqued when the sparkling orb was absorbed into a bulge on the wall. The bulge had a nipple, and in all respects, looked exactly like a woman’s breast.

It wasn’t the only breast on the wall. As she peered around, she realized the wall was filled with them, the fleshy protrusions stacked side by side and on top of each other, bulging outwards. Between each of them was a closed circular porthole, pie-shaped bony protrusions meeting at the middle to hide whatever might lie within.

There came a faint rumble, and the wall shuddered, the nubile breasts bouncing amiably. She noted the nipple of the closest one—it was dripping, ever so slightly. A teardrop of iridescent liquid gathered and swelled on the surface of the round flesh, extending downwards ever so slightly.

Another rumble came, and the drop fell, splashing into the pool. Katy stared at it hungrily, licking her lips. A sudden thirst had struck her, and she felt helpless to resist. Stumbling to her feet, she approached the drooping purple breast, touching its bottom. It felt like a real breast, weighty and full of that strange liquid.

Making an impulsive decision, she leaned over and took the entirety of the nipple in her mouth, bathing it with her tongue. Sucking gently, she was amazed to discover that the liquid was incredibly sweet, in an alien way. She moved her hands to catch errant drops that dribbled from her lips. «It was imperative that none of it went to waste.»

Blinking, she jerked herself back. That was an odd thought to have. None of it would be ‘wasted’—there was nowhere for it to go. Once it hit the floor, it would simply add to the pool gathering in the belly of the beast.

Even so, she couldn’t bear the thought of letting any of it escape. Bending over, she fixed her mouth back over the nipple, tugging and licking with abandonment. The faux breast obliged, producing more sweet nectar.

As she sucked, the tip enlarged in her mouth, swelling into a bulbous mass that bumped against the back of her throat. That was decidedly odd, but she couldn’t bring herself to cease. It just tasted too damn good to stop!

The breast was transforming more as she pressed her head into it, the fake penis throbbing within her mouth. It jerked, squirting a constant stream of the pleasant liquid into her throat. It was all she could do to keep up with it, her throat gulping to drink as much as possible.

Two tendrils extended from either side of the breast, wrapping around her head, linking together. The sinuous flesh grew, pulling her in closer until the fake dick was embedded in her mouth. Two large fleshy sacks inflated at the base of the dick, wobbling as she ran her tongue in a circle around the bulbous tip.

Her lungs heaved and the sacks deflated, a sweet tasting gas exploding into her mouth and flooding her lungs. Startled, she tried to pull back, breathing the gas out through her nose. A hiss of pink mist blew out of her nostrils, but she was unable to move too far away from the fake breast—her head had been engulfed by the tendrils, holding the dick in place!

She breathed in and out again, giggling this time as the gas floated out of her nostrils. The beast was gassing her, and she didn’t care. She had left her earthly restraints, her body feeling as though it was floating. It was far too pleasant for her to struggle.

No, instead she would stay here, and breathe in once more. Suck more liquid out of the cock. Breathe in. Exhale. «Yum.»

Two portholes opened in the wall, their pie-shaped bony latches flexing outwards. Tentacles slithered out, the tips opening up into four sections. Inside the interior of each were dozens of pink suction cups. Perched in the center was a long, thin cone-shaped needle, a dribble of liquid emitting from their tips.

Dipping lower, they moved straight for her breasts. It was obvious where they were headed, and she couldn’t come up with any reason to protest. In fact, she realized she hadn’t been consciously thinking about anything for quite some time—she had been acting completely on impulse since entering the chamber. «Thinking isn’t necessary for becoming one with pleasure.»

She couldn’t object. This was going to feel good.

Reaching her hands down, she hefted her breasts, lifting them up to present them to the tentacles. She wanted this. «She wanted to become.»

She groaned as the sharp tips of the tentacles located her nipples, pushing inside slowly. A searing, pleasurable pain continued to rise as they sank deeper. Just when she thought she couldn’t bear it any further, they twisted a little, cool suckers latching onto the skin of her breasts.

Little pinpricks came from the suckers as well, but these weren’t as bad as the main needles. However, they did act to pull the tentacles firmly against her breasts, locking them in place. The tentacles shuddered, a pressure building up from the tip of her nipples.

She squeezed her breasts as the first injection began, fluid passing through the tentacle’s needles into her inflamed mammaries. It was pumping her full of that… liquid! She tugged on the penis in her mouth with her lips, swallowing another burst of fluid that gushed over her tongue. She wanted to be filled with it, filled to the brim!

She could feel her breasts pulsating, expanding as they were filled by the tentacles, surges of the liquid being pumped into her. She groaned around the dick in her mouth, breathing more of the fantastic tasting gas. It was painful, yes, but also stunningly pleasurable. It was a shame not all humans would be able to experience being transformed into a higher being.

Suddenly, the wall undulated, the breast forms on either side of her swaying back and forth as they were pushed forward. The dribble of liquid they were producing increased to a flood, as if a tap had been turned on.

Occupied by the wobbling breasts, she didn’t notice that two more tentacles had erupted from the wall below her. The first inkling she had that the fun was about to increase was when a hard knob pressed against her pubes. Surprised, she yelped into her gag, her hips jiggling.

Locked in place, she was helpless to do anything as a bulbous head pressed easily into her lubricated pussy. An organic flange at the base pressed against her privates, lifting her up off the floor, tilting her closer to the wall.

The assault took her by surprise, but wasn’t entirely unwelcome. The pressure in her nethers helped to distract her from her breasts, which were beginning to feel full. Whatever measure of fullness she felt, however, didn’t seem to matter to the tentacles, which continued to pulse with more of the liquid.

Soon, it was obvious that her breasts were swollen, completely permeated with the strange substance. Distended, they jutted out from her chest, too large for her to hold in her hands. She was being given huge milkers, capable of feeding so many young! She couldn’t wait to use them! «So many broodlings would be nursed under her tender care!»

The tentacle in her pussy began to pulse, sliding in and out. This aroused her body even further, her hands tingling as sparks of pleasure bounced between her fingertips. The first orgasm came unexpectedly, her pussy clenching hard around the flexible tube inside it. Instead of collapsing, it expanded a little, opening her love tunnel up wider, despite her musculature.

She shifted her butt, moving it in time to her pulsating muscles as the pleasure worked its way towards her core. Her body should have been unstable, being suspended this way, but the tentacles in her snatch moved perfectly to keep her upright, no matter how much she wiggled. This was a good thing, as she had very little control. Everything she had was focused on her state of ecstacy. «Mother’s creature was fucking her, using her, controlling her.»

A hard object pressed against her pussy, her walls stretching to accommodate its presence. She knew this sensation from before. It was an egg! «The creature was going to fill her with Mother’s offspring!»

Her feet curled downward as peristaltic waves pushed the egg deeper inside her. She was surprised to find her toes doused in liquid. Looking around, she noted that the cavernous room was being filled with more of the strange substance.

This turn of events might have made her nervous, but she was already breathing through the tube embedded in her mouth. The gas she was breathing was making her giddy. She hardly cared about anything except revelling in the sensations.

Breathing in, she savored the gas, knowing that she was being well taken care of. She rubbed her hands over her chest, pleased with the growing bump. After the creature was done with her, there would be no doubt that she was heavily pregnant with Mother’s progeny. Broodmasters and sexmasters, stacked inside her womb, ready for their day in the sun.

All that was needed was more prey for her Mother to control, and that would happen soon. She knew that Mother wasn’t content to stay in the lab, not when there were so many perfect hosts waiting in the wide world beyond. Her eldritch influence would spread via her disciples, making each and every human one of her creatures.

A second orgasm rushed through her as another egg was stuffed inside her, the hard shell tickling her cervix. Through her, the future of mankind was being altered. «Through her, Mother would prevail.»

At this point, she literally didn’t know where to put her hands. She wanted to feel it all, everything that was happening to her, but it was impossible! Every time a bulging egg was pushed into her womb, her chest expanded a small amount, while her breasts throbbed continuously with the pulsing injections.

Her hips rattled as another egg was plugged into her vagina. Small waves splashed around her from the vibrations, the liquid rising under her belly. She swished her feet back and forth, swirling sounds echoing in the chamber.

She frowned. Her feet felt odd. Something had been attached to them at some point, and she hadn’t even noticed. Oh well, she was sure it was correct. «Mother knows best.»

Humming, she chewed on the rubbery penis in her mouth absentmindedly, drinking more of the fluid. At this rate, she was going to be filled with the stuff and completely submerged in it.

Massaging her breasts, she noted that the liquid had progressed up past her hips, quickly closing in on the pendulous orbs of her expanded breasts. The level appeared to be rising faster than before, veritable shimmering streams flowing out of the faux breasts on the wall. It made her want to suck them all, lick all the glimmering wetness off their soft curves.

That was simply greed talking—she had all she could handle right here in front of her! Now that her second orgasm was behind her, she could focus on pleasing the breast-thing that was in her face. She noted that it did release some liquid when she bit into it, but was curious to know how it would respond if she took a softer tack.

First, though, a breath of the luscious gas. Ah, that felt good. She could feel her body leaning into the next burst of pleasure, her arousal rising yet once again. The gas helped her to focus on her task, keeping other, irrelevant thoughts at bay. Enhancing her loyalty to Mother.

She ran her fingers over the rubbery breast that had attached itself to her head, cupping the two air sacs which were inflating with more of the gas. She played with them, flicking her forefinger against one. It bounced back and forth, sounding like a balloon. Both of the sacs exhaled, filling her lungs with the sweet gas. «Bliss»

That wasn’t what she was trying for, however. Moving her hands to the base of the shaft penetrating her mouth, she ran her hands around the thick tube. Gripping it tightly, she closed her jaw, feeling the thick length balanced against her lips.

Applying gentle suction, she pulled back, stretching the tendrils wrapped around her head. There was enough give for her to prop the tip against her teeth. Sawing her head back and forth, she swirled her tongue in circles before swallowing it as deep as it would go.

The faux penis appeared to like this treatment, jumping in her throat as it ejaculated streams of liquid directly into her esophagus. She leaned into the wall, keeping it in place until it finished.

As the rising fluid lapped around her breasts, it made them wiggle and jiggle, the fluid coating her sensitive flesh. Another egg was waiting at her pussy, ready to be injected into her womb.

More portholes opened, innumerable small tentacles with beak-shaped heads swarming around her breasts. Each one clamped onto her flesh, their teeth locking onto her sensitive skin. Their sharp tongues pressed against the surface of her body, piercing their way inside. They were drilling into her, greedily eating her flesh as they bored their holes.

The pain was immeasurable, but was quickly overwhelmed by pleasure. It was the gas, twisting her perceptions until she truly believed that being hurt felt good. Combined, this was enough to send her into a fit of delight, a third orgasm seizing her battered body. Fuck, it felt so good!

She collapsed, her arms dangling as the penis pulled back, the sacs deflating again to fill her with gas. Exhausted, she lay there leisurely, letting the monster work her holes without protest.

Liquid bubbled beneath her chin, but she ignored it, enjoying the slow throbbing of the tentacle in her pussy. Closing her eyes, she breathed in the gas languidly, letting her arms float lazily in the buoyant substance.

She embraced the strangeness as her salvation, the next rising orgasm carrying her away into unconsciousness as her body was brutally remodeled.

She woke up heaving, heart in her throat. Leaning over, she threw up, shimmering liquid pouring out onto the fleshy floor in a multicolor mess.

Breathing hard, she pressed her fists against the pulsing floor and shivered. That was awful, but quick, and now she was starting to feel much better. Pressing her palms against her eyes, she groaned and stood, legs weak.

She was still trapped inside the broodmother, which meant her transformation hadn’t yet finished. She licked her dry lips, going cross eyed when her tongue flopped out of her mouth.

Somehow, it had been enlarged! The length must have expanded several inches—if she tried, she could curl it around to touch the underside of her chin. She stuck it out, tugging on the end with her fingers to examine it more closely. It was purple, a ridged line running down the center. Perfect for pleasuring others.

That couldn’t be the only change. Holding her arms out in front of her, she noted regular rubbery knobs that ran over her elbows, terminating at her wrists. As she curled her fingers over to inspect them, the skin on her palms flexed, dimpled slightly by her new talons. «Vicious!»

In this pose, her enormous breasts were tented together, squeezing outwards. Blinking, she looked down at them, curious to see what else had been altered.

They were larger. Much larger. Where before some might have charitably labeled them ‘Bs,’ now they were easily double D’s. Her nipples were puffy, and welts had risen all over her breasts where the creature’s suckers had attached.

Curious, she rubbed a finger over one of the welts, groaning hoarsely at the intense reaction that resulted. Somehow, it had been converted into an erogenous zone! She couldn’t wait to try it out, but later. There was more.

Large, gaping holes had opened up around her breasts, but they weren’t wounds, and they hadn’t been made by accident. Reaching a hand into one of them, she felt around inside. Tucked up in a corner, there was a small fleshy bulb.

Spreading her fingers, she tugged on it, gasping at the pleasure that spiked from within. Yet another erogenous zone, but this one had a different purpose. Retrieving her hand, she found that her fingers were wet with shiny liquid. As she had expected. These must be ancillary mammary glands, used for feeding the broodmother’s spawn.

Clutching her breasts, she wiggled back and forth, jiggling them. «She couldn’t wait to be stuffed full of beetles and broodlings!»

The wait might not be as long as she had thought. Loads of the chittering little beetle creatures were popping out of irising portals, climbing out to balance on top of the broodmother’s wall of breasts.

Stepping back in surprise at their sudden presence, she found herself tripping over a bump in the floor, landing on her butt. Looking ruefully at her feet, she curled her lips. Nobody was perfect, not even Mother’s creatures.

She would get better with practice, but clearly she needed more experience with her body alterations. A wedge of rubbery flesh had been grafted onto her feet, creating integrated heels. This, combined with the new black talons that grew from her toes, would take more than a little getting used to.

The beetles continued their advance, gathering around her like little children. Lifting their front legs, they waved them in the air and chirped at her, their rotund green bellies wobbling. She guessed at what they wanted, lifting one of them in the air to examine it more closely.

Two green compound eyes sparkled, lit by the floating motes of light. Its mouth was in the shape of an hourglass, the open end pulsing like a speaker. She pressed a knuckle into it and the mouth latched on, sucking at her skin.

It took only a little pressure to pull her hand free, but the experiment was sufficient for her to understand. Lifting the beetle close to her chest, she tucked it into one of the chambers next to a breast that had been created by broodmother.

The beetle happily chirped, walking inside until its head was nuzzled up next to her body. She patted its green abdomen as it latched on, pressing her lips together with pleasure as it tugged gently at her inner nipple. «This was going to feel amazing.»

Greedy, she lowered her hands, reaching out to provide a base for two more beetles to crawl aboard. She waited patiently for them to turn around, guiding them towards two more of the cavernous holes in her chest. Climbing inside, they made themselves at home, their mouth suckers attaching to her nipples.

The sensation of having three of them suck on her was stunning, making her pussy tremble. She couldn’t wait to see what it would be like to be completely filled up.

The rest of the beetles decided not to wait, crawling over her thighs with their spindly legs. Huffing with laughter, she laid back and savored the sensations, waiting for them to locate their own homes.

Orbs of green glowed in her chest, indicating the spots that were taken. Two beetles attempted to dart for one hole, crashing into each other. Their legs fanned, a small pushing match breaking out. “Children, behave,” she croaked, pulling them gently apart.

Favoring the smaller one, she picked it up and set it within the pocket, frowning at the other, which chirped sadly. She waved her hand, shooing it away. “Think over your actions next time.”

A larger creature crawled out of the shadows, waiting patiently to be noticed. She blinked at it. It blinked back at her with its dual eyelids. She knew it was here to attach itself to her, but she wasn’t scared. Mother had decided to turn her into a warden, and a warden had a broodmaster. That’s just the way things were.

Sitting up, she spread her hair out of the way and waited patiently. The broodmaster blinked once more with its rounded eye, the pupil focused on her as it scuttled forward on four legs, vanishing behind her back.

As the weight of its abdomen climbed upwards, she took hold of its front legs, giving it a boost so that it could settle into its final position on top of her head. A wet circle pressed against her skull on top of the hole the broodling had made, its legs wrapping around her head.

The legs flexed in a rhythmic action, pulling its body closer to her head with each jerk. The tube under its abdomen was squeezing into the hole in her skull, tickling and grinding as it slid into place.

Her eyes opened wide as there came a wet pop, its tendrils sliding into her brain. The silky coolness of its touch served to moderate the hot arousal the beetles were inducing, pulling her up and away from the immediacy of her needs. This was a welcome interlude from her unabashed horniness, giving her perspective on what needed to be done. «Not everything is about fucking. Mother matters more.»

She was surprised to find that her thoughts were not being overwhelmed by this new presence. Instead, she could sense its intelligent mind lurking around the periphery of hers, patiently waiting for her to notice. «What are you?» she asked.

«I am your Broodmaster,» it replied smoothly. «I am your adjutant. I will process any tasks you assign.»

Interesting. It was acting like a separate module, a coprocessor, as it were. Curious, she thought of a complicated math problem, one that the Gate’s scientist might have used a calculator to solve. Pushing the numbers to the broodmaster, she was amazed to find the answer already streaming back into her mind. How useful!

There was something else she wanted to know. «Who is Mother?»

The broodmaster paused, pulsing as it cogitated. «Unable to explain. Cannot show. You must experience yourself. We are Her servants.»

Perhaps Mother couldn’t be described in terms she could understand. Ah well, it was at least worth a try.

A tickling sensation came from her privates. Pulled out of her musings, she stared down at yet another creature. This one was similar to the broodmaster, but larger, its long, pink proboscis dangling against the floor.

“What ever shall I do with you?” she mumbled, reaching down to pick it up.

Its eye winked at her lazily, knowing full well that she would put it where it belonged. Its presumption made her feel contrary, almost making her want to make it wait. Doing so would only be punishing herself, though. No reason to delay the inevitable.

Lifting it as she stood, she flipped it over, examining the tube that extended from its center. It looked like a series of globes stacked on top of each other, slowly increasing in size. The end was somewhat smaller than a hen’s egg, but she knew as the creature crammed it inside her, it would get progressively more difficult to insert.

Grabbing hold of the protrusion, she squeezed, milking it up and down until a smear of lubricating liquid dribbled from the end. The creature reacted by retracting the muscles at its base, making the tube stand up straight. Its tail wagged between her legs, as if it was a dog. It certainly was looking for a treat.

«Stop teasing it,» murmured her broodmaster. «Let it take its rightful place as your sexmaster.»

Frowning, she shifted the creature under her legs, lifting it up so that the end of the tube pressed into her ass. The bulbous end jammed against her tunnel, stretching slightly longer as if yearning to be locked inside her.

Taking the broodmaster’s remark to heart, she helped to ease it inside, pulling up on the creature to provide steady pressure against her ass hole. The knobby end flexed, jerking upwards.

The first knob popped past her sphincter, embedding itself inside. Small, long tendrils extended from the tip, deep inside her anus, anchoring themselves in her small intestine. These threads pulled taut, helping the tube to work the next knob in the chain into her ass during the next jerk of motion.

Her ass felt full, but it was only halfway there. Her forehead creased as she concentrated, shoving the creature forcefully. Her ass puckered as several of the orbs hammered against her interior, popping all the way in.

The creature’s legs wrapped around her waist, holding it securely. Damn, it felt good being plugged, filled to the brim. It almost made her want to descend into another bout of masturbation, but she sensed that her time in the worm’s belly was rapidly nearing its end. Both her broodmaster and sexmaster had been installed, and her broodling pockets were filled with precious cargo. She was ready.

The motes of light that had been floating around changed course, heading as one towards the side of the chamber. Squeezing her ass around the creatures’ plug, she waddled over the sticky ground, curious to see where they were leading her.

The chamber narrowed, the breast forms on the walls disappearing, replaced with flat scales. The motes danced towards a wall, circling around a tightly shut hole that looked like a sphincter.

She licked her lips with her long tongue. This was it—time to face the world again.

As she got down on her knees, the sexmaster’s tail wrapped around one of her legs. She pushed her feet into the hole, the orifice widening to accommodate her. It was spongy, but not tight.

She pushed herself further, grunting as her hips squeezed through the opening. Suddenly, the muscular ring flexed, and her stomach was sucked inside. She reached over her head, arms up, as her entire body was consumed.

All around her was a diffuse warmth, filtered light reaching her eyes as if her eyelids were closed. As she squeezed through the passage, lubricating juices spread over her extremities and trunk, helping her to pass faster. She held her breath as the muscles pumped, pushing her farther and farther down the tube.

Just when she thought she couldn’t bear the pressure of constriction any longer, her feet popped out the end, settling onto the organic carpet. The rest of her soon followed, her butt and spine cushioned by the spongy purple material.

Stunned, she sat there for a moment to collect herself. Her body was covered in the shining liquid, but it was quickly drying off in the cool air of the lab. The processing was complete. It was over. The broodmaster burbled coolly in the back of her head. «You are a warden now.»

An open, clawed hand was presented in front of her face. Grinning, she grabbed it and tugged, pulling herself to her feet. She was face to face with a grinning warden, her slitted eyes crinkling in welcome.

The corners of her mouth crept up into a matching smile. Impulsively, she wrapped her arms around the other warden, giving her a bear hug. Their pendulous breasts pressed into each other as their pregnant bellies bumped together, beetles chirping happily.

The tail of the warden’s broodmaster flipped over her shoulder, twirling around to plug into her socket. Her shoulders flexed, pushing her closer into the warden’s body as the tail of her own brood master slipped behind, screwing itself in to connect them both together.

They were linked simultaneously, their emotions flowing into each other. With this connection came a deeper understanding, far more intimate than any human could achieve. They… completed each other. «Pure love.»

Leaning her head in, she pressed her forehead against her ally, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Warm, slippery flesh wrapped around the middle, pulling her tongue farther out. Looking up, she grinned as she flicked the flexible tip at the other warden’s face, licking her cheek.

An uncomfortable squeezing sensation gripped her pussy. “Mmm,” she grunted, pressing a hand against her bloated belly. Her muscles protested, clenching uncontrollably. Something needed to come out.

She urgently spread her legs, bearing down on the plug in her ass. The sexwarden gripped her tightly, holding itself in place. Her insides spasmed, a hard object pushing down her canal.

Groaning, she ran her hands down her thighs, desperate to help it escape faster. «Calm. Cool. Birthing,» murmured her broodmaster.

Images flowed in her head of relaxation, swimming with the current instead of against it. She sent a pulse of love to her broodmaster, who was trying its best to comfort her. Yet it didn’t feel like it would be enough as the object was squeezed farther downwards.

Clawed hands wrapped around her shoulders. «Pleasure. Intense pleasure.» Red hot raw emotion was projected into her, wrapping around the pain and nullifying its impact. «Seek the pain, want the pain. Of birthing.»

The egg squeezed through her pussy, dropping to the spongy matrix below. It bounced a few inches, settling at a skewed angle. White, and mottled, it was a perfect ovoid with no damage.

She breathed hard, surprised that she had been gestating something of that size. That wasn’t the only one—the familiar pangs of pain had started again. Another was coming.

The second wasn’t as bad as the first. The presence of the other warden in her mind was a big help, as she knew the other creature had already gone through this process. It wasn’t so bad. Pain was a necessary part of creating life.

Another egg popped out, settling next to the first. The friendly warden let go of her shoulders, moving her hands down to rest on her breasts. She hissed, pulling at her entrapped tongue. The other warden didn’t let go, carefully wrapping her hands around the sensitive mounds of flesh.

The next egg birthing became pure bliss, as the warden manipulated her breasts perfectly, just how she liked it. Howling in surprise, her pussy flexed, several coming out at once. Her eggs smacked against each other with a dry rasp. She was becoming alarmed, worried that they might crack, but comforting thoughts tickled the rear of her brain.

«You worry too much,» breathed her broodmaster. «Let go, and feel.»

She did as it advised, letting herself descend into a pool of heat, her body jiggling as a veritable avalanche of eggs pushed down her canal. One by one, they collected in a neat little pile, the organic matrix holding them together and keeping them warm.

She didn’t know how long it took, but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes before the flood slowed to a trickle. One more, rather large egg dropped on top as if completing a pyramid, and then she was done, the bloating gone as quickly as it had appeared.

Grunting, she felt up her belly, disappointed at how much it had dropped in size. She whined, giving the other warden a doe eyed look. A grin was returned, the creature shifting her hands to pull her in close.

She yelped as the other warden’s sexmaster plunged its tail into her pussy, its breeding tube feeding itself quickly up her loose opening. The shaft slipped through her lubricated tunnel like butter, the end locking itself into place.

The tube flexed, pumping itself up in preparation for implantation. She had gone through this process before, so there was nothing to fear. Instead, she devoted herself to enjoying every second of it, running a hand lovingly across the chin of her fellow warden.

She wished they had a bed to languidly relax in so that they could breed each other, but she sensed from the other’s memories that there was a bit of urgency behind her actions. She needed to be refilled with fresh eggs so that she could accomplish her mission.

As the first egg breached her cervix, she bounced her belly against the other warden. Doubtless she was carrying plenty of spawn, too, and would need to create a clutch of her own. She keened her sadness, wishing that she didn’t have to go.

Feeling her melancholy, the warden untangled their tongues and kissed her soundly on the cheek. This kindness overwhelmed her, a small tear dripping from her eye as another egg pressed into her snatch.

As the egg jostled inside and pushed the others out of the way, the warden kissed her again, running her tongue up the side of her face.

She groaned, her body sliding against the warden, pleasure spiking in her breasts. The heat was getting to her, increasing with every egg, despite the efforts of her broodmaster. At a certain level, it gave up, releasing the waves it had been holding back to crash into her with tremendous force.

Her sexmaster reacted to the amplification of her pleasure, its mouth swelling in her ass. Its tail swung back and forth, inducing its bulk to jiggle inside her. This was too much for her poor body, which immediately descended into a ruinous orgasm.

She rattled like a beached fish, one egg after another making its way into her womb. The other warden’s body trembled along with her, the echoes of her orgasm traveling through the connecting tube of her broodmaster.

Finally, the last of the eggs was embedded, the tail of the other warden’s sexmaster slipping from her sex in a gush of liquid. Both of them breathed a sigh, the warm langour of sex weighing heavily over them.

There came a quick tugging sensation, and the tails of the broodmasters disconnected from both their backs, waving lazily in the air. Separating, they held each other at arm’s length. She was reluctant to let go, but she knew this interlude was over.

Sighing, she let her arms drop, jerking momentarily as her broodmaster slipped easily back into the socket on her back which had just been vacated. It was done. «Mother is pleased.»

“Next time,” the warden croaked with her blackened mouth. “You will repay the favor.”

She nodded enthusiastically, completely willing to reciprocate. Now wasn’t the time, however.

The warden turned away from her, approaching a computer console. She tapped in a few commands, and the Gate began to whirr. The blotch of blue inside its circular arc changed shape.

Without being told, she knew this was her destiny. The memories swirling inside her told her so. She waddled towards the portal, filled to the brim with the warden’s eggs—the life necessary to secure her future.

It was already beginning to feel quite natural to have the two alien creatures sitting on her. The throbbing fullness in her ass was actually quite comfortable. The sensations were probably being moderated by her broodmaster. She reached up and patted the monster on her skull, pleased to elicit a comfortable sigh from the creature.

The portal grew from its standby state into a shimmering pool of blue, ready to accept her altered body. There was far more that needed to be done, and this time she had all the tools she needed.

She was diving into time, once more. The tails of her new companions wiggled happily. She patted the creature on her ass. With friends, this time. «Together.»

She stepped forward, into the past.