Content with their work, the Hive growls and clicks in adoration and triumph as the Alpha drags his huge drained cock out of me, his balls twitching. His clawed hand pulls the sucker facehugger reluctantly off my clit and discards it on the ground, watching it flop in exhaustion on the floor of the cave. For the finishing touch, the Alpha's large, clawed hands grip the sides of my waist gently so to not disturb the eggs, others crowding around and grasping my arms and chest, before they all combine to push me further into the flesh wall of the cave. The wall concedes, undulating to suck me further in until my arms and legs are fully contained, my head pushed inside, only my shining tits, inflated belly and dripping pussy on display while my body incubates the next generation of the Hive.
I awake slowly, unable to open my eyes due to the soft, rubbery material pressing against them, my head stuck within the wall with the flesh effectively acting as a blindfold. A tube unravels itself from within its depths and pushes past my lips, a slow trickle of that sweet nectar falling onto my tongue. I swallow it hungrily, feeling warmth and revilasation spreading through me, from my exposed chest right to the tips of my trapped fingers and toes. The feeding and nurturing process repeats many times a day, coupled by the Hive's gentle stroking of my exposed and supple skin, as the week passes by in a blissful haze.
I awake gently once again, day seven of my incubation, feeling contented within my new cozy predicament. My meditative nirvana is interrupted by a shifting sensation within me as I feel the eggs deep in my womb jostling for position, rotating, preparing for the journey into the world to meet their Hive family. The xenomorphs stroking me sense my pheromones shifting, excited clicking filling the air as they slowly pull me forth from my supple, warm incubation state, the flesh wall holding tight onto my face as if to say, "Don't go."
My finally head freed, I'm pushed back into the mating position, arms and legs still stuck within the wall as it shifts, spreading me open and lowering me slightly towards the soft ground as to not break the new eggs on impact. The first egg makes its way towards my cervix, pushing through slowly, making me moan as my altered state transforms the pain into pleasure. It tantalisingly pushes past my oversensitive G spot, causing me to climax as it slides against it and stretches every inch of my inner walls, progressing towards my vaginal opening. I moan again, closing my eyes and pushing hard. Multiple clawed hands slide against my skin, caressing me, as the first egg stretches my opening wide and plops onto the soft ground of the cave in a load of expelled cum. Every egg thereafter repeats this process, bumping against every ridge of my inner walls, overwhelming my senses with an orgasm each time.
Finally, a gathering of 15 glossy, obsidian eggs lays before the members of the Hive, cracking and beginning to hatch. Excited clicking fills the cave as I pant and sigh triumphantly - proud that my body has delivered the first of the new generation to begin revitalising their dying species. A success, yes, but our work is not over yet...