Alternate Ending B - An Angry Black
A thin snake of anger wound its way around Suzy's spine, her back stiffening in response. She had gone through days of insidious conditioning and fought a gigantic battle in her mind only to be offered a deal by her enemy?
It was tempting, more tempting than it had any right to be, but she was mad now. Her friends had been taken and processed into...
things
she didn't recognize. She had almost lost herself, and this lady wanted to perpetuate the madness?
Livid, she got out of the office chair and shook her finger at the Queen. "How
dare
you!" she roared, her face getting redder with each word. "You come in here and tell me what I can and cannot do? The last time I looked, this was
my
mind. I'll be damned if I obey one more command from the likes of you!"
Furious, Suzy grabbed the Queen's name plate and tossed it across the room, shattering the window, her strength in the dreamscape enhanced by the power of her emotions. "Take your deal and shove it back into whatever hole you crawled from!"
The Queen watched her tantrum from the desk, impassive. "I'm afraid I underestimated your resolve," she said, steepling her fingers. "A pity, strength such as yours would have been useful to enhance the collective."
She rose from the desk, hands clasped behind her back. "Hive has room for independent thought, initiative, and even illicit love." The Queen fluttered her eyes. "Unfortunately, the one thing Hive cannot tolerate is disobedience. It breaks cohesion, drives a wedge into the very root of Hive's being."
Her eyes became stormy, and also a little sad. "I hate to do this to you, little one, but it's for the best." She pressed a button on the desk, ignoring Suzy's flashing eyes and aggressive posture. "The offer was rejected, prepare employee five zero zero four two for coring."
Before Suzy could react, her body stiffened. The Queen looked at her dispassionately. "This won't be pleasant, but I can assure you that once the process is complete, you will be in harmony with us again. Goodbye, five zero zero four two."
Suzy tried to move, but her body was stuck, as if she was being held down by heavy gravity. Her eyes bulged and she collapsed to her knees, unable to breathe. The room started to spin, turning red before it faded from view.
***
Suzy's mouth was clamped around something soft and squishy. A tasty fluid squirted down her throat. She sucked, feeling more of the yummy substance fill her mouth.
She swallowed, satisfied to continue sucking on the tasty ribbed tube. She was unable to move her head, a mechanism on the wall locked securely to her neck collar.
The fluid sank down to her belly, warming her as it stole her will away. Her eyes danced, following the visualization that had captured her mind, idle thoughts circling in useless patterns as it harnessed her brain to its purpose.
She didn't want to be a slave,
did
she? She was angry at Hive, and wanted it destroyed.
But it felt so
good
to sit here and let it manipulate her mind into soft putty. She smiled as Hive sang to her in soothing purple, bleeding her will away.
Bright green text appeared in the bottom right of the screen.
PACIFICATION IN PROGRESS.
Suzy's brain had long since lost the ability to decrypt such complicated concepts. Pleasure was the only thing she understood. The dildos buried deep in her pussy vibrated, her breasts cupped by the front of the chair and squeezed by hidden pumps.
While she had been fighting in the dreamscape, her chest and legs had been secured to the chair. Her arms had been drawn behind her back, secured in slings that pulled them up and away from her body.
Her chest was jammed into the conversion chair, forcing her into the devilish devices that worked her flesh. Her legs jutted out to either side, secured in soft alcoves that tugged her forward, jamming the dildos deeper into her sex.
She moaned, rational thought stolen away by the snare she had unwittingly walked into. Feeble thoughts were replaced by the pulse of Hive, her brain filled with its rhythmic beat.
The text on the display blinked, replaced by a cryptic message in yellow.
COMMENCE CORING.
A small simulacrum of a brain appeared in the upper right. Suzy paid no attention to this new graphic, her attention trapped by the enticing purple patterns dancing on the screen.
The image showed her brain in green, a small, blue tool approaching the back of her neck. She felt something pressing against her skin, but was unable to respond to the new stimulus while Hive had control over her thoughts.
She gurgled liquid from the feeding tube as the cool pressure increased, followed by a sudden whirring sound. Her whole body jerked as the machinery punched into her skull, hypnotic patterns spinning in front of dead eyes.
White light bounced off her shiny, depilated skull. For a long moment, everything froze, then her body started suckling at the feeder again, this time in a more mechanical fashion.
On the screen, her brain was as blue as the tool that had been inserted inside, a metallic lattice growing into a rigid, crystalline structure. Hive had installed a control frame, its insidious fingers reaching throughout her innermost self.
CORING COMPLETE.
The slimy feeding tube pulled out of Suzy's mouth, white fluid dripping onto the floor as the machine drew itself back into the wall. Suzy's mouth continued to make a sucking motion, deprived of the only thing it knew how to do.
A mechanical voice emanated from the wall. "Soldier slave five zero zero four two, respond with an affirmative to successful coring operation."
