Chapter 3: Hive Assembly Instructions
Adora's hooves clicked on the smooth tiles of the hallway, the light of the frosted windows glistening on her glossy corruptive latex skin. She stopped in front of the door leading in to the chamber where she'd been assimilated into the PL-345-UR3 collective. Adora placed a hand on the institutional-style door handle and pushed down; the act of doing so however bothered her. She was a
queen
and while the collective was small it was about to grow rapidly. It was time to stop just using this facility and instead to assimilate it into the collective, to form a proper hive for her drones.
A probe snaked down from the ceiling as she entered. She reached out and stroked its fixed dildo-like tip; the probe leaned into the affections. She knew she was ultimately in control, but she brought it up like a child to kiss and nuzzle the warm smooth 'glans' of the probe. The queen rocked her hips with arousal, remembering the pain and pleasure of her own assimilation and ascension into the hive. Her glowing purple cock tip pushed out of her petals. Rivulets of glowing purple arousal dribbled down her glossy black thighs in a river-like gush of pleasure; the squirt dripping off her hooves onto the grate below and into the sump. Probes began to descend from the ceiling again, the tendrils attaching themselves to the queen's glowing orange spine right at the base of the skull.
Adora gasped as the assimilation chamber's structure went from an abstract she was able to control remotely to something she knew every single atom of. She looked around at the room with new perspective. The chamber wasn't so much built into the building as it was placed inside, a crucial detail and one that had to change. She walked towards the platform in the center where she'd ascended. As she moved the chamber was already opening up the pedestal. She squatted down on the grates in front of it. Her arousal grew as she crouched, dribbling corruptive-nano in a constellation of glowing purple droplets over the sump below and over the components below. The platform opened up and she smiled. Inside the pedestal was the original seed of the hive, assembled by LeetCo. A cable snaked off to the nearby control room, but there was otherwise no other connection to the building. It was time to change that.
Adora reached in to stroke it. As she did so the corruptive injector in her middle finger extended, the hyper fine needle tip fluorescing purple as a drop of corruptive-nano leaked. The queen licked her lips lewdly; right in the center of the pack was a tiny cup-like opening. She laughed knowing what the demoness, her mistress and goddess, had intended her to do. But this was the PL-345-UR3 collective, and she wanted to do things her own way. She commanded the platform to partially reassemble itself. The pedestal reformed such that it had two flat areas to stand, but the middle remained open to the seed below.
The queen squatted down on the platform over the opening as if it was an Asian-style squat toilet. Her hard shaft drooled glowing purple corruptive-nano seed down its length before it dripped into the cavity below. Adora laughed watching her arousal from both her shaft and petals splat around the cavity but never quite hit the collection cup. The words she'd said to Jake coming back to her: "Aren't you forgetting something? Your liquid waste tank is almost full to bursting."
Then as now the pressure in her tank was overwhelming, and Adora relaxed her control of the outflow. Relief from the pressure came quick. The heat and steam of the hot acrid glowing purple corruptive-nano piss rose over her as she sprayed from her feminine liquid disposal port down into the 'toilet'. The collection cup below filled easily activating the device.
The corruptive-nano Adora sprayed on the seed wasn't strictly necessary. But it was lewd as hell and made the queen moan with pleasure. She could already see the tiles below the seed begin to change as the corruptive soaked into the surface. The seed, which had until now been just sitting on top of the floor of the room, integrated with the changing surface sinking into it as the tile, concrete, and steel were consumed for raw materials replaced with a new surface of living corruptive latex and cybernetics that made up the drones. The hive wasn't going to just integrate the building, it was going to
be
the building.
The glossy black surface spread until it hit the walls of the well formed by the platform's base. The corruptive nano spread over the metal as Adora stood up, reforming it to serve the hive. She beckoned the phallic probe over, her long tongue coiling around its glossy black surface. It wanted to push down her throat, but the queen gripped the base in a vice-like grip. Glowing purple corruptive-nano of the queen's saliva oozed out around her lips as she sucked the probe. The glossy black seemed to pulse as the queen's nano worked its way into the probe and then spread up it. Nothing would be spared; all would serve PL-345-UR3.