Marion was going to be impregnated.
That had been her fondest wish all along. She loved having sex. She loved bringing people into the Hive. But as she got up every morning and rubbed her vaginal lips, and stared at her bright, red areolas in the mirror, she remembered first and foremost that she was a female, and her prime mission was to reproduce and expand the Hive.
And now she was
finally
being given a chance to do so.
She reported to Heather, who greeted her much more warmly this time, with a great big hug. "It's so good to see you again, Marion!" she said, crushing her own titties against Marion's much larger ones.
"And you, Heather," said Marion, rubbing her pubis suggestively against the red headed woman.
Heather felt a tingling in her vulva and gave Marion a big smile. "You've come so far! We're all very proud of you!"
"Thank you," said Marion, blushing.
"I know what you're here for. But first, do you want to see the results of all your hard work? You're probably wondering why we had you seduce all those women."
"Yes, I was," said Marion. Truthfully, she had wondered, but only a little. Expanding the Hive felt so rewarding that Marion didn't think much of what happened to those she had brought into the Hive.
"Come," said Heather, taking her by the hand.
She led Marion into a large chamber. There was some kind of creature in the center of it, which looked like a large octopus with tentacles. There were eight women sitting on stools in a circle around it. Each one was sitting with their legs spread and a tentacle moving in and out of their vaginas. From the expression on their faces and their proudly erect nipples and their sweaty bodies, Marion could tell they were enjoying it.
She recognized the women. They were all women she had brought into the Hive. And one of them was her mother Virginia, and sitting right next to her was Marion's daughter Rachel!
"Mom!" said Marion, rushing up to hug Virginia.
"Careful," said her mother, smiling as she gently hugged her daughter. "Mustn't disrupt the connection," she said, making sure Marion didn't bump into the tentacle which was thrusting between her legs.
"Oh, Mom, I love you so much! How have you been?"
"Wonderful," said Virginia Thomas. She now wore a gold banded rider on her back. "I love being in the Hive. I love being enslaved. It's the best thing that's ever happened to me. Susan was so sexy! You must have enjoyed having her, Marion."
"Yes, I did," said Marion, looking down at the tentacle thrusting inside her mother's vagina.
Virginia caught her gaze. "It's putting new life into me dear. New life which will expand the Hive." She looked so happy.
"That's great," said Marion, feeling her nipples crinkle. She knew that Susan had been the one to train her grandmother. It looked like she had done as good a job on her grandmother as she had done on her mother.
She turned to Rachel. "And how are you, my love?"
"Fine, Mom," said Rachel, grinning as a tentacle moved in and out of her pink, dilated pussy lips. "It feels so good. You should try it."
Marion turned to Heather. "What's going on here?"
"They are being impregnated with giant spiders."
"Giant spiders? Is that even possible?" Marion had seen them and knew how big they were.
"Yes," said Heather. "But the pregnancy is a tricky one. It only works a third of the time. That's why we have so many donors."
"Oh," said Marion. "Can their uteruses really handle a giant spider pregnancy?"
"In the beginning," said Heather. "Once successfully impregnated, the spider fetus gradually outgrows the uterus and claws its way out of the body. The slave dies, of course, but we get a new spider." She looked at Marion's expression carefully, and Marion suddenly felt like she was being tested. "How does that make you feel, dear? To know that these girls, even your mother and daughter, may be sacrificing themselves for the Hive?"
Marion suddenly felt a cold chill run through her body. "Wonderful," she said, giving a forced smile. She turned to her mother. "Mom, you know what will happen if you get successfully impregnated, right?"
"I will expand the Hive," said her mother, smiling serenely as the tentacle thrusted into her vagina, up into her uterus, as the reproductive ritual continued uninterrupted. Marion had never seen her this happy, not since before Father died.
Every tentacle of the octopus like creature was firmly lodged inside one of the women, thrusting, stroking, bringing them all continuous sexual pleasure. Virginia Thomas cried out for joy as she felt the creature impale her. That was one of its functions, to keep its subjects captivated while it performed its work. It shot fluid into each of them, from a hole on the tip of its tentacles, fluids filled with a mixture of sperm and eggs. Hopefully one of them would blossom into a giant spider.
Marion watched her mother, her limp breasts slunk down over her chest but with nipples proudly erect, cry out for joy as she looked at Marion. Marion smiled back. At that moment, she felt closer to her mother than ever before. Then she looked at Rachel. Her daughter was rocking back and forth, milking her tentacle for every drop of pleasure. Her breasts were sweaty and gleaming under the strange green lights.
Marion knew that on average one out of every three of them in this circle would not survive the process. But those that did get pregnant would give birth to glorious new life. The thought made her nipples so hard that they hurt, and she started to rub her clit as she watched the women being pleasured. The heavy double ringed rider on her back rippled with pleasure. This was the way life was meant to be.
Heather looked at Marion, and took her by the hand. "Come. It is time to prepare you."
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Marion looked at the circlet of tiny black eggs.
"What are they?" Marion asked, looking at them closely. They shined almost unnaturally under the bright green lights of the cave.
"Hivelife," said Heather. She saw Marion's doubtful look. "That's all you need to know, isn't it?"
"Yes," said Marion, feeling a bit uncertain without knowing why. Her purpose was to spread the Hive, she had said it herself many times, but when the moment came to do it, she felt hesitant.
"Then insert the eggs into yourself, as deep as you can."
Marion felt Heather looking at her expectantly, She noticed that in two corners of the cavern were two Harem Guards. For some reason Marion couldn't put into words she felt a bit reluctant to put alien eggs inside her vagina. It was as if some part of her didn't want to act as an incubator for Hive Life. Why would she object to that?
Her rider pulsated on her back, filling her with additional resolve. Marion nodded, and took a deep breath and spread her legs and her thick, labial lips nestled at the bottom of her dark triangle of pubic hair. She actually smiled as she slowly inserted the eggs into herself. Her rider pulsated on her back and her clitoris tingled with pleasure as she worked the eggs up as far as she could into her vagina. When she pulled her fingers out, Heather hugged her. "Don't worry if you couldn't get them all the way into your uterus. You'll have some help with that."
Help?
Suddenly Paul stepped out of the shadows.
"Paul!" said Marion, hugging him tightly, her heart fluttering. She hadn't seen him for days, not since the time she and Chloe....
Paul accepted her embrace without responding.
"What are you doing here?" Marion asked. Her former husband never looked finer. He had become more muscular and more leaner at the same time. Every ounce of fat was gone from his body. And his penis... his penis had been enlarged. It was bigger, pinker, and it had a hairy tip
Paul's face was blank. "I have been assigned to inseminate you," said Paul.
