Chapter Nine
She stopped struggling, her breathing moderating. "
That
was a trip," she sighed, leaning into her lover's arms. "I didn't think I'd get out of there without losing my mind."
"
Didn't
you?" Jackie asked. "Who am I to you?"
The more critical question remained unsaid, but Kate knew what she was getting at. Had she been changed by the merging process? Twisted into something her lover couldn't understand?
She ran a quick analysis, coming to the rapid conclusion that she didn't know. There were too many variables to consider, and her new consciousness had barely had time to settle.
She rolled her shoulders, giving Jackie a smooth grin. "I'm your girl. The one you chatted up on a hunch and asked out to a meal at a fast food joint. The one who traded you the big pickle for the little one."
Jackie frowned. "You
sound
like her, but I've never seen you so relaxed. Did you really merge with the aliens?"
Kate nodded, running her hands idly over her lover's shoulders. "That's right. I'm me, but I'm also a Plaxx. I know so much
more
about them than I did before."
She tilted her head, letting the alien memories scroll through her mind. "The ability to interface with alien species was more an accident of evolution than anything else. On our home world, it was necessary for us to control the more aggressive species for fear that they would accidentally wipe us off the planet."
She stopped her stroking as Jackie became stiff. "When the Slanadorians arrived, we did our best to hide our abilities by using proxies, but they were more canny than we believed. They discovered that we were affected by their psionic crystals and captured some of us for further research."
She laid back in Jackie's grip, grimacing. "Once they had discovered our abilities, they began to breed us wholesale, using us as their enslavers. They controlled us, and in turn, we controlled their victims."
"This cycle continued for a millennia. The Slandadorians built their great empire off our backs, but now they've become lax. They didn't have any
idea
that the independence of human thought could combine with our intelligence to create new organisms that could break free of their control."
She grinned, her teeth sharp as her tongue hung loose, dripping saliva. "Now, it's time to teach them a lesson. They'll never see us coming before it's too late."
Her eyes blinked lazily, the desire to take the fight to the aliens boiling within her. "But that doesn't mean I'm all about revenge. I want
you.
"
She closed her eyes and shook. "In fact, I'm burning up for you. I can barely contain myself!"
She bit her lip. "I want something even more than that, though. I want you to
join
me. To become a hybrid being, to merge with the symbiotes, so that we'll never be torn apart again."
A wan smile appeared on Jackie's face as she crushed their bodies together. "When could I ever deny you
anything
, little pickle? I'm just hoping that this is the right decision."
Her nipples tickled as tendrils expanded from the tip, grabbing onto their counterparts on Jackie's end. Their flesh rippled as their breasts were pulled together, becoming tightly coupled as one.
The tip of Kate's neck slug flipped up at her command, and she seized the end, plugging it into Jackie's slug. "This part is a
trip
," she exclaimed. "Try to relax, and let them come to you."
"Let them... what?" Jackie asked drowsily, her lips trembling as her eyes slid shut.
She was right where Kate wanted her.
Yes!
Hot off her own transformation, she remembered intimately what Doris had done to her, but being on the outside was different. Fortunately, her alien side knew what was required, and she let it take the lead, sending its tendrils through Jackie's nervous system and into her mind.
From there, cramming her thoughts into a little bubble wasn't much of a problem. The tricky part was in finding the hidden intelligences nestled within her lover's mind.
Unlike her, Jackie had resisted their pressure for a long time, and as a result, they had been forced to hide. She would need to trawl multiple different paths of her lover's mind before she even got a
whiff
of them.
It was only a matter of time, however. They couldn't hide from her forever. In fact, she could detect a trace of their presence within one of these subpassages.
<<Come out,>> she ordered, staring down a tiny tunnel that was about the size of her wrist. <<You're not fooling anyone. Stop pretending.>>
A faint, green glow came from somewhere deep in the tunnel. <<Friend?>> it asked, sounding rather forlorn.
<<That's right, I'm a friend. I've come to bring you together with your other halves. It's time to be whole again.>>
The light rushed towards her, a small, green sphere popping into her thought bubble, spinning her around.
<<Hi, hi, hi!>> it declared joyfully, glowing warm within her gestalt. <<Are you my new keeper?>>
She chuckled. <<No, little one. I'm here to bring you together with the others. Where is your sibling?>>
The orb pulsated, settling down. <<She left with the others. Don't know.>>
Well,
that
wasn't very helpful. She supposed she shouldn't have expected much out of the breast symbiote. They weren't very intelligent organisms.
Good at their jobs, yes, but not really capable of deep thinking. They worked much better in pairs.
Holding the being within her, she floated down another of the synapse tunnels. There was an overwhelming scent of lust coming from the branch on the right, but she didn't really want to tackle the dick shaped creature until last. It was sure to be rambunctious, and she wanted to be prepared before stepping into that mess.
Its stench permeated the chamber, making it difficult to detect any hint of the others. She paused for a moment, reexamining that thought. It could very well be masking them on
purpose!
Groaning to herself, she reoriented her thoughts down the tunnel that smelled the worst. It was quite possible that they were using its pheromones to mask their presence. She was going to have to deal with it first if she had any hope of scraping together the disparate pieces of her lover's mind.
Her own lust was rising, too, making it difficult to stay on target. After this, she was going to give her partner a royal fucking that would rival any tryst that had gone before!
To do that, though, she'd need to survive this without losing herself to desire. Pushing forward, she popped out of the tunnel, stopping in another small chamber.
Her surroundings looked like the rest of the interior of the nervous system - fleshy lumps, with sparks of energy flowing through passing tubes. Reality seemed to
ripple
in the center of the room, giving her a view of a four poster bed with a crimson comforter.
A nude human woman was sitting on top of a pair of pillows, wearing nothing but skimpy pink lingerie. She turned towards Kate as she approached, giving her a brilliant smile. <<Hello there, little pickle. Are you ready to have your world rocked?>>
Her lips moved, but the words were communicated directly into her mind. She frowned internally, trying to make sense of this scenario. If she took a wrong step, she might hurt her lover, and that would be unacceptable.
She stared at the gap between Jackie's legs, the soft lips of her vagina clearly visible. This was a tempting invitation, no doubt, but she was so horny right now she'd almost fuck
anything
.
If this was a facsimile of her lover being created by the alien symbiote, Jackie would never forgive her for the betrayal. How should she approach this?
Forming a hand, she patted at the glowing globe sitting inside her chest.
Of course.
Her thoughts shifted, recombining into a body that vaguely represented what she looked like before being infested. Her breasts were still huge, her dick dangling as she climbed onto the bed. After merging with the aliens, her mental image of herself had changed quite rapidly.
Setting the green globe against her belly, she gave it a long stroke as she rested against a pillow, taking in the attractive curves of her lover. The orb purred, nestling against her belly like a tiny cat.
<<Tell me,>> Kate projected smoothly. <<How long have you been waiting here for me?>>
The woman shifted her legs, draping one over the other. This had the effect of hiding her pussy, but her breasts jiggled in an enticing manner. Kate's dick sprouted up, rock hard as she studied the dimples around Jackie's nipples. <<Why does any of that matter?>> the woman asked. <<Don't you
want
me?>>
<<Very much so,>> she replied promptly, gasping as the woman grabbed her erect length, giving it a teasing stroke. <<Before we take this any further, however, I have a few questions.>
Her eyes crossed as heat coiled in her loins, waiting to be sprung. Oh, how she wanted to give in!
The Jackie figure pouted, slipping her fingers off Kate's dick. <<That's no fun. Questions? Is this some kind of quiz?>>
Her expression smoothed as she tugged at a nipple, a hissing breath coming from her mouth. When she looked up, she bit her lip, looking coy. <<Tell you what, we can play a little game. You can ask your questions, but you'll have to figure out whether I'm telling the truth. If you're
wrong
, we'll keep taking this further, until I get what I want.>>
<<Very well,>> replied Kate, furrowing her brow. <<Let's start with the easy ones, then. Who are you?>>
<<Easy?>> asked the woman, giving her a Cheshire grin. <<I'm Jackie, of course. Who else would I be, silly?>>
Grabbing a pillow, she shoved it under her torso, bringing a hand up to brace her neck. Long, blonde hair dangled over her hand, which she twirled with a finger. <<Now. Truth? Or lie?>>
The green orb in her hands stirred, but she made no indication that she had noticed. It would be simple enough to declare it a lie based on that tell, but this could easily be a trick question, given the possibilities.
This detailed copy of Jackie certainly
looked
like her, but that didn't really mean all that much. This could be a shallow copy created by her Plaxx in an attempt to trick her. She
knew
how canny her kind could be.
<<Truth,>> she said definitively, pleased when she noted the look of dismay on the woman's face.
That probably qualified as a half truth, at best, but she didn't appear to want to argue the point.
Interesting
.
<<Are you a carbon copy of Jackie, created by the Plaxx?>> she asked, shifting away from the woman.
The woman noticed, grimacing as she pressed a hand into her pillow. <<
