Chapter Four
The street lights flickered as dark portals opened up on the grass verge, spilling forth a small advance party. With a general and her lieutenant on the scene, there shouldn't be anything here that could conceivably stop them.
Except for Blue, but she has no idea what has happened!
"I will set up a perimeter and commence the attack," declared Soul Stealer Red. "You should transform and lie in wait. Blue is likely to come sniffing as soon as an anomaly is detected."
"What should I do if she brings reinforcements?" growled Yellow.
"I do not think that is a likely scenario. Our Blue has always been intensely arrogant. She believes that her plans are superior to mine." The general's masked alien face curled into a malicious grin. "We shall soon put that to the test."
When Yellow shot her a questioning look, Red shrugged her armored shoulders. "Grab her, if possible, or go back with her and corrupt her. It doesn't matter, in the end. Either way, She will be victorious."
She straightened up, looking erotic and imperious. "Execute!"
Yellow bowed. "Yes, Mistress," she hissed, clasping her hands over her transformation gem.
She hated doing this, bemoaning its necessity. Hiding her Queen's gifts made her feel
dirty
, unloved. The Queen's hunger should be
shared
, not hidden!
Concentrating, she sucked all of her Queen's gifts into her core, feeling her skin crinkling as the latex debonded. It rolled up, vanishing into the gem on her breastbone and the logo on her belt, glowing a sickly purple as it compacted inside.
She could feel her spirit quaking at the pressure, but her capacity to hold it had increased. It looked like she was going to get a
lot
of practice with this kind of deception.
Oh, goody.
She really shouldn't complain. She used to be the least of them, the
weakest
crystal heart, and look at her now! She'd wager her new strength could beat the likes of Blue any day of the week!
This wasn't a stand up fight, though, and they were playing for keeps. No funny business.
Sighing, she checked out her outfit, frowning at how small her breasts appeared under the tight, yellow latex. They were nice and all, but not big, bouncing, and
bountiful
.
At least there were small indentations where her nipples sat, a sign of her fecundity. Perhaps she'd get an opportunity to feed Blue some of her corruptive milk, pressing her mammoth breasts up against the heroine's lips until her flesh smashed flat against Blue's face!
Damn, she was getting distracted!
This was no time to be ditzy, or Red might complain about her performance.
Giving the bottom of her dress a little stretch, she sighed and fixed her gloves, flexing her hands. Unhurried, she walked down the sidewalk towards the t-intersection on the other end of the street.
Some of the pedestrians had finally noticed their presence, shouting in panic as they began to flee. They had arrived during rush hour, giving them plenty of business commuters to snatch off the streets.
They should
thank
them for injecting some excitement into their humdrum lives. Those who were captured would become devoted sexual slaves of the Queen, pleasing her in any way She desired. Wouldn't that be
glorious?
Pausing next to a mailbox, she watched as two latex slaves jumped a man, his suitcase slamming to the ground as he called out for help.
A blob of latex was placed in his mouth, cutting off a scream. It throbbed and spun, threads of rubber spurting out and wrapping around his head.
As they built up, he blubbered, but it was too late for him to escape. The latex slaves were stripping him, right there on the street, ignoring any sense of decency.
First came the jacket, then the shirt and trousers, leaving him in his underwear. Body rigid, he stood up straight as a purple logo glowed on his forehead.
The latex ball gag in his mouth was flashing, the coating covering his eyes and pushing into his ears. He was already becoming another faceless soldier of the Queen - there were just a few more steps to go!
A collar was secured around his neck as another slave ripped off his underwear, taking his expanding length into her mouth. The man twisted his body as he tried to get away, but a female soldier pressed her large breasts into his back, cooing in his ear.
The collar pulsed with an evil glow, and his struggles began to subside. Heart shaped covers were fastened over his nipples, headphones placed on his head. His eyes became cloudy, and he moaned in pleasure.
The latex slave sucking on his dick pulled her head back, replacing her rubber coated mouth with a cylindrical sheath, slipping it all the way down until it swallowed his length. It pulsated, gems embedded on the exterior glowing as it pushed itself up before sinking back down.
His body shook as latex rippled over his skin, transforming him right before their eyes into a new slave. The globe in his mouth flashed as his cum squirted into the sheath, harnessing his carnal desires for Her purpose.
His hand popped up as he hailed the Queen, and the latex slaves attending him turned to look for another target, the built-in dildos pulsing in their pussies to reward them for their efforts.
It was as simple as that!
She crossed her arms, tapping her foot on the sidewalk. Now, where was Blue? The hero
should
have shown up by now. Maybe she just needed to pretend to be in peril?
Ugh.
This was starting to become a
thing
, wasn't it?
It might be worth a second try, but Blue would be suspicious if she set it up the same way. She should pretend that she was observing the assault instead, perhaps, gathering intel.
Yes, that would deflect suspicion!
Scurrying down to the end of the block, she ran around the corner, crouching down behind a planter. "
Guest
," she whispered, clasping a hand over the ring circling her lower arm. "I have eyes on an invasion squad. Are you picking this up?"
Her vision buzzed, a small projection appearing on top of the planter. "I cannot condone this, Mistress," said the familiar voice of the AI. "The original plan was to group together before facing another assault."
"We can't just do
nothing
while civilians are being kidnapped!" Yellow protested, slamming her palm against the concrete edge of the planter.
"We
are
doing something," replied the AI mildly. "We are trying to figure out where you and Red have gone. You've been missing all day."
Yellow groaned. "Sorry about that. Red said she had discovered something important, and she's been dragging me all
over
the place. I just kind of... forgot to report in!"
The blue globe twisted in a fashion that signaled irritation. "I wish you wouldn't do that," it complained. "It's impossible to make a plan if everybody runs off and does their own thing."
