Nine to Hive End C - Grateful Yellow

Alternate Ending C - Grateful Yellow

The Queen waited patiently at her desk, twiddling her fingers, while Suzy privately panicked. How could she possibly make such a momentous decision? There were so many implications she had to consider!

If she reached out her hand, grasping for power, would she be shut down, discarded? Could she handle the pressure of command, or would she be just as dreadful at that as she had been at her job? But if she chose a menial position, keeping her head down as she always had, wouldn't that be a cop out?

Paralyzed, unable to decide, she stared helplessly at the Queen, feeling her time run out.

The Queen raised a delicate eyebrow, standing on her heels and pirouetting around the desk. "This does happen every so often," she sighed. "You've been so beaten down by your past corporate experiences, that you simply don't know how to be anything else. It's very sad."

Suzy took a step back as her thoughts tangled up into a ball, the fear in her belly growing ever greater as the Queen loomed above her. Pity coloring her face, the Queen reached out, shoving a thumb into Suzy's mouth.

In shock, Suzy gurgled as the Queen seized her cheek, her eyes growing larger in Suzy's mind. Her mouth closed around the finger, her lips beginning to suckle on it as though it was a nipple.

She jolted, her thoughts vanishing, mind going glassy. It was just

easier

to forget about her worries and taste the Queen's rubbery finger, her mouth working without conscious volition.

The Queen sighed in dismay. "I wonder why I ever thought you would be suitable for management? It's obvious that you're

begging

to be told what to do."

Suzy nodded, her eyes fixed on the Queen, waiting eagerly for Her next command. The Queen's finger had become

sweet

, like a lollipop, and she never wanted to stop sucking.

Twisting her hand, the Queen locked her fingers under Suzy's chin, pressing her thumb into Suzy's tongue. "Come, slave, it's time to fill you up with Hive fluid so that you can become a good little maintenance drone. I think you'll like that - one of your friends has already succumbed. Don't you want to be like her? Dumb, fat, and

happy.

"

Suzy nodded

yes

, her lips working ever harder. They felt thicker now, swollen as she smacked them together, worshiping the Queen's thumb.

The Queen gave her a tug, and her body moved forward, following the implicit command. "That's right," she purred, "fall under my sway. It's so easy to do, to

give in.

"

Blinking, Suzy found it curious when the world around them

twisted

, the office replaced with some kind of cybernetic cave, black cabling forming an arch above them. The large room was lit from the walls, colored spotlights winking as the Queen led her into an alcove.

"This is made much easier by the fact that we're in your mind," said the Queen conversationally. "Here, we can discover what you truly want. It also makes it easier to change you into what you

should

be

.

Infinite malleability, informed by perfect obedience."

Suzy protested around the thumb in her mouth, spittle dribbling from her lips as the Queen dragged her towards a pit filled with bubbling pink fluid.

"Why protest? This is what you wanted, isn't it?" She paused in front of the pit, massaging Suzy's chin. "It's very simple. You want to be mine, therefore your body will change until it matches my specifications. I desire you to be one of my worker drones. To do so, you must be remodeled. The changes made here will trickle down to your real body, and then you will be

mine.

"

Tightening her grip, she stalked around Suzy, forcing her to turn until her back was to the wall. The Queen placed her other hand against Suzy's chest, applying gentle pressure.

When Suzy failed to move, she sighed. "Don't you trust that I'll take care of you? All workers within my Hive are valuable. I ensure that they have what they desire

most

."

Her eyes creased. "As it turns out, they don't desire very

much

. Fat.

Happy.

That's what you'll be."

Suzy's muzzy mind couldn't put together a cohesive thought on whether that idea was good or bad. The

pressure

from the Queen was overwhelming, pushing aside whatever resistance she could muster.

Her brow creased. And why

should

she be resisting? Was she being contrarian just

because?

Her breath hitched in her throat, her forehead smoothing. There was no reason to be confused. This was the Queen. She would take care of her. She was

Hive

.

Her face settled into a bland smile, her feet shuffling back at the Queen's command. The pit bubbled around her, pink fluid spattering onto her skin.

The Queen was getting wet, too, but the fluid didn't stick to her outfit, colorful streaks running down her thighs. She was unperturbed by this, her irises a swirling, glowing purple.

Pretty.

Suzy sucked on the Queen's thumb, getting lost in her eyes as she kept moving at her command. A jolt came at her ass, and she stumbled, her legs collapsing as she settled onto a soft seat.

She let out a soft coo as the thumb popped out of her mouth, her lips twitching into a small O as she continued trying to suck on the absent appendage. The Queen chuckled at her expression. "Don't worry, little drone. I'm going to get you hooked up here, and then you'll feel

much

better."

Kneeling in front of Suzy, she leaned over and wrapped her gloved hand around a nozzle sticking up from the floor. She pulled it out, the cable shimmering with light as she showed Suzy the acrylic cup attached to the end. A fleshy dick stuck out from the center.

Giving her a mischievous grin, the Queen stuck the bulbous end into her mouth, rotating it as her cheeks sucked in, eyes sparkling. Pulling it out with a loud

pop

, she smacked her lips together.

"Tasty,"

she exclaimed, twirling the cable in the air. "Guess where

this

is going next, little drone."

Suzy's lips stopped pulsing in the air, her mouth settling back into a grin. "Put it in me,

Queen

," she breathed, her toes curling against the metallic floor.

The Queen shoved her legs aside, moving the hood into position. The rubber seal around the cup pressed into her skin, incomplete suction causing air to hiss uncomfortably between her ass cheeks.

Suzy rocked her hips forward, and it snapped into place, tugging at her flesh. She moaned, her fingers wiggling against her thighs as she thrust her chest out, nipples hardening.

The Queen grinned at her, clamping her hands around her legs. Pushing down, she lifted herself up until her head was level with Suzy's breasts.

"Now, the fun begins," she chuckled. "Watch carefully. I call this

tongue

control."

Opening her mouth, she stuck out her tongue, moving it lazily up and down. Suzy gasped as a metallic appendage touched her inner lips, streaking across the surface, matching the Queen's motions.

The Queen slipped her tongue back inside her mouth, giving Suzy a knowing grin. "Do you get the idea?" she chuckled.

The Queen laid a hand on her cheek, cocking her head. "No, of

course

you don't," she sighed, reaching out with her other hand to poke Suzy in the side. "You're my brainless little

toy.

"

Suzy's breath caught as the Queen's tongue darted out, flicking at her clit. "Soon enough, you won't even be able to think for yourself at

all

, filled to the brim with Hive secretions. Won't that be

wonderful?

"

Wouldn't it? She tried to form words with her lips multiple times, but soon gave up. She didn't

need

to say anything!

Her face settled into a dumb grin as she relaxed into the seat, letting her shoulders fall back. The Queen nodded gravely. "Yes, it's what you want, isn't it? Otherwise you would say

no.

"

Her fingers lifted to Suzy's lips, touching them gently. "But you don't

want

to say no, do you? You've already given in. You

want

to be my puppet slave, dancing at the end of my tongue while I wash all of those silly little thoughts out of your head."

Eyes bright, Suzy's chest trembled at the idea. She nodded vociferously, her pussy tight in anticipation.

The Queen dropped her jaw open, her tongue curling out to tickle at Suzy's pussy with the proxy tentacle. It felt hard, but yielding, warm,

hot

. Her tunnel trembled, waiting,

desiring

. She let out a long, hissing breath, pleading the Queen with her eyes.

The Queen moved her tongue around in a circle, in no hurry to give her what she wanted. The appendage streaked upwards, settling on her clit, tapping it with light pressure. A high pitched squeal emitted from her lips, her head bobbing.

"Is that good for you?" whispered the Queen. "Just wait until I start filling you to the brim."

Leaning forward, Emma sat down on her knee, wrapping her hands around Suzy's right breast, giving it a little squeeze to make her plump nipple protrude.

Her velvet lips opened wide as she moved in like a shark, her eyes a sheen of glowing purple as she swallowed the nipple whole.

Glomp.

Suzy's eyes went wide as the Queen's tongue began to tease her nipple. At the same time, the curved appendage below dove into her pussy, thrusting deep.

The Queen gave her an amused smile as she began to play harder, faster, the dildo playing inside Suzy's tunnel. Up, down, left, right, around in circles, tickling,

teasing.

Her Queen's tongue and the artificial appendage were so perfectly synchronized that she couldn't tell the difference, her mind settling on the idea that it really didn't matter. The Queen was playing her like a fiddle, and her body was primed to

explode.

Her breathing came in short bursts, gasps of pleasure escaping her lips. Pressing in, the Queen laid her tongue flat, sucking on her nipple as she drew her bumpy flesh over the surface.

This was mirrored in her pussy, the prosthetic device curving against the wall of her tunnel, tugging at her flesh with the embedded nodules. It was the same, yet

different

. She wanted to savor these sensations for longer, but she couldn't stop her libido!

Letting out a whine, she bucked her hips into the Queen, her face blushing as an orgasm shuddered through her body. The Queen continued sucking,

tasting

her as the dildo jerked inside.

There came a sudden pressure, pain building to an uncomfortable level. She squirmed, but the Queen laid a hand against her chest, keeping her firmly in the seat.

She continued to suck at Suzy's nipple, unconcerned about the soft bulge forming in Suzy's gut. Suzy burped, going cross eyed as the pain spiked.

She was about to say something when the blockage within her was released, a loud gurgle coming from below her tummy.

The bulge moved farther up, fluid squirting into her womb. As she took in a deep breath, her belly wobbled like a balloon, starting to feel pleasantly full. Was

this

what it felt like to be pregnant?

She didn't know, as she had never been with child, but she doubted amniotic fluid would slosh around her insides in the same way. It was enough to make her

sick.

And yet - with every passing moment, the queasiness was fading, replaced with a sense of warm satisfaction. She burped again, placing her hands on her belly.

Grinning stupidly, she massaged her flesh in circles, enjoying the low grade pleasure that swooped around with the Queen's tongue.

She didn't have to worry about obeying her now. She would just relax and let everything come naturally. She was being filled with Hive's essence, inflating like a balloon. How much could she hold? She was eager to find out!

The Queen gave her nipple a final suck, pulling back. Suzy made an annoyed noise, and the Queen chuckled. "There's no reason to be dismayed. Look, your milk is starting to let down. You're going to be a

very

productive milkmaid."

Suzy let out a gurgled coo, moving her hands to clasp her swollen breast. It had changed under the Queen's ministrations, growing nearly

twice

the size of her other breast!

Her flesh was an intense pink, the area around her nipple a deep red, the pulse of her heart faintly visible within the spidery veins that ran to the tip. There was a faint glossy liquid on the surface, smeared in a circle.

Curious, she tugged on her breast, squeezing the flesh. More of the glossy fluid appeared, dribbling down onto her swollen belly. She groaned, delighting in becoming more like a mother.

The Queen patted her shoulder, as if she was encouraging an animal. "You're a producing worker, very

good.

Let's get your other breast to the proper size. As they say, two teats are better than one! You're a mother to Hive, now, we need everything you can produce to nourish the nest!

Suzy let out a low bellow, confused as to what the Queen meant. She didn't understand any of that Hive stuff, she just wanted to be

useful!

If becoming a mommy drone would help, then that's what she wanted.

It helped that more pleasure was tickling at her loins, a second orgasm lurking just out of reach. She stared at the Queen hungrily, letting out another gurgled squeal.

"So

needy

," the Queen purred, folding her hands around Suzy's other breast. "If I had doubts about your designated role, they've all vanished. You're going to fit right in as one of our Yellows."

Was that true? She was going to

belong?

Happiness clasped her heart as the Queen dove onto her other breast, the throbbing, licking appendage returning to her pussy.

She howled, feeling her remaining intelligence departing as the Queen bobbed up and down, her hips rattling as more of the fluid was injected into her.

Cupping her free breast, she gave it a squeeze. A spray of pink fluid spurted onto the Queen's rubber outfit, pink trails drying up into transparent resin blobs.

She let out a hissing breath as her chest pulsed with pleasure, more of the liquid gushing out every time the Queen applied her tongue.

The bright smile on her face widened as her eyes went dull.

No, they weren't breasts, they were

boobies!

Fat, happy lumps that gave her so much pleasure!

Losing the ability to speak, she let her cries of pleasure suffice, tossing her head back as her belly expanded further. The Queen wasn't stopping, her breast becoming heavier. She was being turned into a worker

slut!

She burped, pink fluid lurching up her throat. There came the taste of sweet bubblegum as she sampled it, spitting it out into the palm of her hand.

It solidified before her eyes, becoming a thick, hard blob, like the resin that had sprouted from her nipples. She had been transformed into a Hive

factory

, producing the secretions necessary for it to expand!

The utter joy of this thought filled her brain as her body shook under the stimulation. She was a slut, a slutty Hive

cow!

Her body bucked against the twirling appendage, her nipples exploding as her mind accepted her final transformation.

She was the Queen's worker, her

toy

, to be directed as She pleased. Bless the mother of all! Bless Hive!

Her mind dissolved into a collage of bubblegum pink secretions.

***

Worker drone Suzy floated happily in a sea of liquid resin, bobbing up and down in the bubbling brew. A roaring waterfall of the pink fluid splashed out of an opening high in the wall, rolling over a spout shape and tumbling freely into the large pool below.

A group of drones frolicked, gathering up the fluid and splashing each other in a joyful frenzy. Their fat bodies jiggled as they laughed, yellow rubber squealing as they pawed at each other.

Suzy sighed, a small smile on her face as she watched festivities. She had been encouraged to join in on the fun, but she just felt

tired

after her encounter with the Queen.

Recognizing her lassitude, they had left her to drift alone in a lazy river, enjoying the way her rotund body floated in the strange fluid.

She didn't know what it was, didn't

care

. Her body seemed to burp it up every so often, gumming up her mouth. Strangely, this only made her want

more.

Dipping her hand into the pool, she brought it up to her swollen lips, tipping the fluid into her mouth. A large dollop dribbled onto her rubber coated chest, streaking over the Rankotech

R.

The logo was an obvious sign of her fealty to Hive. The glossy yellow dronesuit was another. She didn't know how it had been put onto her body, but she hadn't taken it off since she had arrived - hadn't felt any

need

to.

It had probably been melded to her body, but she didn't think to ask. It was too

hard

to use her brain, much simpler to leave those kinds of questions to others. She was happy enough to float, bloated full of

pink.

Her breasts pulsed with happiness, and she sighed, cupping one of them. Here, the dronesuit thinned, forming a permeable layer over her skin.

She gritted her teeth, hissing as she massaged her flesh, pulses of pleasure accompanying small squirts of fluid that emitted from her areolae.

It was just a drop in the bucket, lost in the expansive pool, but it made her feel

good

to contribute.

A worker must pull her weight.

Ah,

that

was what was really bothering her. The lassitude that had seized her limbs since being ejected from the Queen's presence had drained all desire to work, yet that was her

role

. Why was she such a useless lump?

Burping, she drank another mouthful of the fluid to suppress these bad thoughts. Swallowing, she burped again, pleased when her concerns drifted away, suppressed by the lovely brew.

She drifted around in a circle for a couple more minutes, listless, staring up at the vaulted ceiling. A series of arched domes ran in a grid pattern from one end to the other, marble figures mounted on plinths where the swooping ceilings met the walls.

The marble women leaned forward, their large chests thrust outwards, mouths gaping open. The sections of their torsos that were visible were painted yellow with latex paint, the bright gloss sparkling as she floated with the current.

A sudden alarm sounded, a rising wail that rattled her teeth. A whoosh of pressure emitted from the lips of the statues, pink fluid gurgling out in high pressure streams.

The drones stopped their play, standing up straight as they lined up into a squad. Suzy frowned, feeling a sense of urgency. This was an alert. She should join them.

The lassitude returned, and she yawned. Why should she bother? She was just so

tired.

A set of hands grabbed her upper arm, pushing her along. She turned lazily, giving the drone a questioning look. "What's going on?" she murmured, pressing a hand to her chest as another large burp escaped her lips.

"It's the daily call to work," replied the worker drone, her bald head sparkling with dried resin. "You are a new drone, you are not expected to know this. I will help you to get dressed in your suit. This will give you the energy needed to work."

Suzy squinted her eyes, recognition growing from somewhere within her addled brain.

"Laim...ey?"

she croaked, studying the curves of the drone's face.

The woman's lips broke out in a wide grin as she leaned over and kissed Suzy on the cheek. "You remembered!" she said in an excited voice. "Usually, it takes a week or two before a new worker can think at

all!

"

Suzy burped happily, grinning like a child. "Thannnmks," she said, stretching the word out.

"Ah," nodded Lainey. "You're still at a very basic level."

She touched Suzy's nose, and Suzy giggled in response, wiggling her shoulders. "You're a pretty little newborn," she chuckled. "Come on, baby drone, let's get you suited up."