The Seed

[This is a sequel of sorts to my epic novel

Bred by the Hive/Parasites Love Earth

. I studied it intensively to find what worked and what didn't. This story involves a different kind of alien race who also exert mind control over its hosts, but this time there is much more emphasis on plot and greater characterizations. Most importantly, seduction through alien pheromones, a key element of

Parasites

, has been replaced by seductions using human emotions and sex appeal, which I think makes the seductions feel more realistic and interesting.]

The Seed

By Gary LM Martin

Forward: The Trial (Approximately 10 Million Years Earlier)

The five judges were cloaked in shadow, seated on their high chairs around the long curving bench. Before them stood the twenty foot tall monstrosity known as OMNI. Enormous, muscular, with thick, scaly blue arms and legs, an enormous horn coming out of his forehead, glaring red eyes and thick fanged teeth. He towered above his judges.

The voice of the chief judge was fraught with tension. "Omni, do you have any last words before sentencing is pronounced?"

Omni cast his glare across each of the judges, as if trying to memorize their faces, as if they could be seen. Even restrained as he was, the judges felt it safer to be anonymous. The giant gave no response.

"Then as Chief Judge of the Galactic Federation, I am informing you that you have been found guilty of all charges, of waging war on 10,000 worlds, of killing billions and subjugating trillions. Your followers have been liquidated and reduced to plasma energy patterns and will be held in permanent containment. You will join them in stasis until such time as a race which is civilized determines you are worthy of another chance."

Omni gave a low laugh, which felt like a blast of cold air. "You think you can contain

me

? Nothing can stop the Iskari!"

"You

have

been stopped, past tense, at great cost of life," said the Chief Judge.

"If you were smart, you would kill me," said Omni. "But you are weak."

"We are compassionate, and reluctant to kill, even one as vengeful and violent as you," said the Chief Judge. "Let us hope the passage of the eons soothe your temperament."

"I will await my day of freedom eagerly," said Omni. "And when it comes, you and your puny Galactic Federation will be the very first ones I crush with my mighty forces. I will outlast you all! The Iskari Empire will once again rule the Universe!"

The judges in shadow looked at one another.

"Let the sentence be carried out," said the Chief Judge.

Chapter 1: Ten Million Years Later

Captain Andrea Farber of the United Survey Service Ship

Relentless knew

she was hot. At 41 years of age, she still hadn't lost a step. The red haired beauty had thick wavy hair, plush red lips, and filled out her Survey Service dayshirt that commanded every officer's attention--even the women. Andrea could tell from the way her male bridge officers looked at her, from Commander Sandman on down, that they all would

love

to have a tumble in the sack with her.

Survey Service regulations, of course, did not permit officers to have sexual relationships with officers under their command. And so however much she was flattered by all the longing looks from her crew, however much she enjoyed the endearing smiles of Commander Sandman and even young Lieutenant Remington, she knew she could never enjoy the touch of any of them. Being a Captain of a Survey Service ship was a lonely job.

But there were some ways to

share

the loneliness. Captain Farber had had an on again, off again relationship with another starship captain, Michael Taylor, for nearly 20 years. They would meet whenever they were in port, flirt outrageously with anticipation over dinner, and then make sweet passionate love. Each time felt like the first.

Only now that was coming to an end too.

"You and Sophie finally got married?" Andrea painted a dead smile on her face as she stared at the holoimage of her lover, now her former lover. "Michael, I'm so happy for you!"

"Thank you, Andrea," said Taylor, frowning. He looked at her as if he could

screan

her from light years away.

"We'll have to get to together to celebrate with drinks when we get back to Earth," she said, working hard to sound enthusiastic. "You, me... and Sophie," she said, making it clear it would be purely platonic. She hoped her voice still sounded authentically excited for her former lover. "We have to stop at Vega 2, but we should be back at Earth in-"

"That sounds nice, but we're going to be on some diplomatic missions in the Serengeti Cluster for the next few months," said Taylor.

"Oh. Oh. Oh," said Andrea. Her lover was ripped from her, and now she couldn't even see him again for a simple drink. She gave a weak smile. "Well, I'm sure we'll get together eventually. Give Sophie my love."

"I will." Did Taylor give her a look of pity? "Goodbye, Andrea."

His image faded.

Andrea sat in silence for a long moment, clenching and unclenching her fist. How she would miss him! She heard a buzzing sound. She sighed, squared her shoulders, making her heavy tits stick out even more, and said, "Come."

Exoarchaeologist Roger Talent entered her office.

"Roger," she said, giving an automatic smile.

"Captain," he said, giving a quick glance at the lovely hills on her dayshirt. "We're ready to head down to the planet, with your permission."

"Granted," said Andrea. "I must remind you again that you and your lovely wife will be all alone there for a month. Is there enough for a pair of newlyweds to do there?"

"The ruins of the ancient civilization go on for miles. There were hundreds of major cities on this planet, all of them in ruins."

"Is there any sign of what happened to the people?"

"That's what we're going to try to find out," said Talent. "The preliminary team didn't find any signs of bones."

"Perhaps your ESPer skills will give you some intuition. You're a 70, aren't you?"

"82, actually," said Talent.

"Marissa must appreciate that in bed," said Andrea, giving him a crooked grin.

Talent shook his head. "It doesn't work that way."

"How does it work, exactly?" she said, leaning forward. She enjoyed the effect she had on him as he shifted uncomfortably. "Well, you'd better get going. Give Marissa my regards and... enjoy yourself, Roger."

"Thank you, Andrea."

After he turned and left Andrea sighed, and turned back to her holoscreen.

********

The ruins of the planet designated as PK-22984 went on as far as the eyes could see. They were in some kind of half destroyed building which Roger might have described as a "building of culture and fine arts". It had elaborate pillars and carvings of people and animals on the walls. It had many rooms but one of them looked like a large performance hall of some sort.

"What happened here, I wonder?" said Roger.

"That's what we're here to find out," said his wife, reserve Survey Service officer Lt. Cdr. Marissa Talent. Marissa was a dark haired cutie with a flirtatious grin. They had been walking around for hours before Roger settled on this spot. He seemed to think it important. Marissa had learned to trust his ESPer powered hunches.

"An entire civilization just... gone," said Roger. "Sensors from the

Relentless

detected an enormous underground structure of some kind."

"What kind?"

"We don't know. Sensors can't penetrate it. It's like a sphere which is 50 or more miles in diameter, starting just below the surface. If we can't make progress here, perhaps when the

Relentless

comes back we can ask Captain Farber to make a drill test."

"An excellent idea," said a new voice.

They were not alone. A dark haired woman and two men entered the amphitheater.

"Hello," said Roger. "We thought we were all alone on this planet."

"You are not," said the woman, stepping forward to look into his eyes. "The people of this world are still here."

"Where?" said Roger.

"They are not far away," she said, giving him a mysterious smile. She extended a hand, "My name is Erin Kiribati."

Roger shook her hand. She grasped his hand tightly, and stared into his eyes, making him feeling a tingling from top to bottom. As she looked into his eyes she seemed to assess him, and nodded, releasing him.

"And these are my associates, Zapato and Shianar."

"And you are..."

"Archaeologists. Just like you," she said with a smile. "We've come to meet the people of this planet."

"Maybe we can work together," said Roger.

"I think we can," she smiled, and in her hand she suddenly had a compression pistol, pointed straight at him, as did her men behind her,.

********

"The gun is not necessary," said Roger.

"I was drawn here, same as you," said Erin. "You're an ESPer too, aren't you? I'm a 93."

"I'm an 82," said Roger automatically. "Listen, why are you-"

"Did you have the dreams?" she asked.

"What dreams?" said Roger.

"Of the great Iskari empire," she extended her arms wide, making her tits stand out. "Surely that's why you've come. Surely you've felt the lure, the feeling of being compelled, to come, come, come, and help release the Iskari empire from its great captivity."

"This society seems long dead," said Roger.

"Not dead," said Erin. "Are you aware of the underground prison beneath the planet surface?"

"Prison? It's a prison? It seems completely sealed," said Roger.

"It is sealed. But you and I are going to unseal it," said Erin.

"I don't know about that," said Roger, exchanging glances with Marissa.

"Then watch and see."

********

Roger and Marissa sat on the floor of the amphitheater. They had been disarmed by Erin's men. Erin also sat on the floor in front of them, also crosslegged, her eyes closed.

"What's she doing?" Marissa whispered.

"I... I sense tremendous ESPer energy flowing from her mind," said Roger. "She's powerful. More powerful than me."

"But what is she doing?"

Roger had no answer for that.

Erin's men stood patiently, with compression pistols still drawn.

Erin's face showed signs of tremendous strain. She rocked back and forth on her heels, grunting softly. Suddenly a wisp of yellow energy shot out through the marble floor and entered her. Erin went wide eyed with shock and dropped her compression pistol with a clatter.

"Are you all right?" said Zapato.

Erin struggled to speak. Her mouth opened but no words came out.

"Erin? Erin?" said Shianar.

Erin slowly stood up, a totally new expression on her face. "I am not Erin. I am Talliya."

"Talliya?" said Shianar.

"I am a Second Repeater in the great Iskari Empire." She slowly turned around, as if seeing them all for the first time with new eyes.

"We welcome you, great Repeater," said Zapato, getting to his knees. "How may we serve you?"

Erin, now Talliya, turned around slowly once more, staring at them one by one. "The one called Erin created a small crack in our imprisonment. It was small, very small, but just large enough for me to escape and to take over her essence. But more strength will be needed to make the breach wider." She suddenly turned on to Roger Talent. "And you will help us."

"No," said Talent simply.

Talliya smiled. "I have all the memories of my host. If you will not help us... then she dies," she said, pointing simply at Marissa.

*********

"What are you doing?" Talent asked. Erin, now Talliya, had taken him to another room, a smaller room, where she put down her compression pistol and reached for her shirt. She gave him a sexy look as she pulled it over her head, revealing a firm set of titties imprisoned in a jet black breast control collar.

"You must become one with us," she said simply, as she unstrapped her control collar from behind. She smiled at Roger's wide-eyed look as her heavy brown breasts came free.

"You want me to have sex with you?" said Roger.

"More than that," said Talliya, taking off her pants. "You must take the Seed."

"I... I don't understand," said Roger.

"You will," Talliya promised. She removed her underwear, revealing her dark pubic bush. "You find me attractive."

"Of course," said Roger, feeling his chest tightening. "You're very attractive. But... I'm a married man."

Talliya put her arms around him. "Married... to a woman you very much want to keep alive, do you not?" Without waiting for a response she said, "Kiss me." She pressed her lips against his. Roger found himself responding. He started to become aroused, despite the tenseness of the situation. Talliya was a very sexy woman. Roger had had fantasies about being taken against his will by a brown skinned woman with large breasts.

"I know you have," she smiled at him.

"How... how did you..."

"The seed gives me many gifts," said Talliya, staring at him with dark eyes. "It will give you many gifts too. Now will you continue to pretend to resist, or will you give in to the inevitable?"

Roger found her attitude

so

sexy. He realized he

did

want to have sex with her, and holding his wife as hostage gave him the perfect excuse. He realized he was being hypocritical by pretending, and since she could read his mind, there was no sense in continuing the act. Under normal circumstances he never would have risked cheating on Marissa. But now he had the

perfect

excuse to do so, totally free of consequences! And so Roger gave in to the inevitiable. He leaned towards her and kissed Talliya strongly, passionately.

"Ummm," said Talliya. "So I guess I won't have to hold a gun to your head to make you fuck me."

"I guess not," said Roger, feeling a bit embarrassed. He was betraying his wife, and yet... Talliya was so sexy... It didn't take long for his clothes to come off, with Talliya's help. Soon they were on the ground, with Talliya on the bottom and Roger on top, pounding inside her tight, wet pussy.

"You like this, don't you?" Talliya grinned, as she felt the seed forming in her mind, the tight ball of psychic energy which would soon be planted inside of Roger's brain.

"My wife and I are... newlyweds," Roger gasped as he moved his aching penis in and out of her pubic folds. "Just... got... married... a few weeks ago!"

"How romantic!" said Talliya. "You just got married to the love of your life, and already you're fucking another woman!"

"Not... my... choice," Roger gasped. His penis started to get tighter.

Talliya gave him a cynical smile. "Of course it is! You love it! You're tremendously grateful for this excuse to fuck another woman who's not your wife, I can

feel

the waves of delight in your mind, don't deny it!" Talliya smiled, as if Roger's embarrassment was her joy. "I can feel the seed forming in my mind, Roger! It's getting harder and harder! Tighter and tighter! Soon you'll enjoy

all

the benefits."

"The... benefits of what?" Roger gasped.

"The benefits... of being a slave of the Iskari Empire." Talliya smiled as she saw Roger's eyes widen in horror. But it was too late to stop now. His penis poled more and more rapidly as his orgasm approached. Talliya felt the psychic seed she had made was now tight in her mind, and ready for implantation. All that was required was choosing the right moment, the moment when Roger's guard was completely down.

"Oh!" Roger stiffened and cried out, filling her vagina with his manly sperm. At that moment he was focused on one thing and one thing only, the physical pleasures of being a man. His mind was

completely

open. Talliya cried out as well as she expelled the seed from her mind and sent it shooting into Roger's head.

Roger cried out, grabbing his head, even as his sperm continued to pulse into her.

When it was done, he grabbed his head. "What... what have you done to me?" he asked.

Talliya kissed him. "Welcome to the Iskari Empire... slave."

********

"What did she do to you?" Marissa asked anxiously, rubbing her hands up and down his arms.

"She... she..." Roger rubbed his head. It was hard to explain.

"She fucked you, didn't she?" said Marissa.

Roger nodded. "And... something else."

"What?"

"I'm not sure." His body was starting to change. He could feel it. His hair was becoming thicker. So were his lips. And he could sense things more vividly now. The faded colors of the walls and floors stood out brilliantly to him. He felt the temperature of the air and the mildest breezes strongly on his skin. Food and drink now tasted ten times as flavorful. It was as if all his senses were waking up for the very first time.

Talliya came for him again later in the day. "Do you feel ready for another session?"

Marissa got up and stood between him. "What are you going to do to him?"

She put her hands on her hips, making her tits stick out. "Why, I'm going to fuck him again. And he's going to fuck me. You liked it well enough the first time, didn't you, Roger?"

"No, he didn't!" said Marissa. "My husband isn't going anywhere!"

But then her eyebrows shot up as Roger stood up and took Talliya's hand. "It's all right, Marissa."

"Roger!" she cried. That one simple act, her husband taking Talliya's hand, felt like a mortal wound in her heart.

"Roger belongs to me now," said Talliya. "The sooner you learn that, the better."

"What are you doing to him?" Marissa cried.

"I am teaching him to recognize his true self."

********

"That was so noble of you, to give yourself to me while your wife was trying to protect you from big bad, old me," said Talliya conversationally, as she removed her shirt. This time she wasn't wearing a control collar underneath. Her large breasts with their blue tips thrust out at him. "Of course, you're only doing this under extreme duress, to protect your wife." She reached down and removed her pants. "But... what if there was no duress involved?"

"What do you mean?" Roger asked.

"I mean... what if you were doing this of your own free will? What if you were fucking me because you wanted to, and only used dear Marissa's safety as an excuse to do what you really want to?" Marissa lowered her panties and gave him a wide eyed look with a sexy smile as her rich, thick pubic bush sprang free.

"What do you mean?" Roger repeated, half hypnotized by her extremely hairy bush between her thighs.

"What do I mean? What do I mean?" Talliya strode forward in such a sensual way, one leg in front of another, perfectly sandwiching her thick pubic bush which was the subject of Roger's mounting attention. She put her arms around him. "I mean, what if I gave you a choice? What if you could fuck me... or return to your wife?" She kissed him tenderly, watching his face carefully for the reaction she intended to elicit from him.

Roger swallowed hard. He felt

terribly

aroused. The psychic seed in his head had heightened all his sensations... including his arousal. But even without the seed he would have found Talliya terribly, terribly attractive.

"The door's right there. You can turn and go back to her." Talliya kissed him again, sending lightning through his body and stiffening his penis.

"And... you won't harm her? There will be no consequences?"

"No consequences," Talliya grinned. A hand played over his chest. "Your seed will... mature... at a somewhat slower pace, but the end result will be the same." She gave him a wide eyed flirtatious look. "So, what will it be, Roger?" She turned and walked a step or two away, revealing her large, firm ass cheeks.

Roger swallowed heavily. He felt

so

aroused. He marched forward, grabbed her, spun her around, and kissed her hard. As he pressed against her, Talliya felt the erection in his pants and grinned.