Bugging Out (8/10)
#8 of Bugging Out
Dathmoth was a planet that was ugly, scarred, and barren in all regards. There was no reason that anyone would want anything to do with such an inhospitable place... until a new sonar technique that had been developed showed the presence of Falchorite, an invaluable substance that would cause a company to spend an insurmountable amount in order to try and dig it up. The mining crew is eager to get off, but what they don't know is that there was something else that was trying to get off the planet as well.
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It had been almost half an hour since the neutron radiation in the aft section of the ship was low enough for a team to be sent in, Garthak in his special made special for him leading the way while half a dozen humans followed behind him holding several very large, shiny purple panels between them. The Falchorite patches were designed to stretch and completely cover any hole that might have formed in the plating that covered the neutron engines as a last resort. The lead engineer still couldn't believe that they were in a position to have to use them as he put in his passcode and opened the containment seal to get into the first of the three huge neutron engine relays. While most of the engine stuck out of the back of the ship, the radiation it expended drifting off harmlessly into space to mingle with the rest of the cosmic rays, it was the parts that needed to still be inside the ship that were their target.
"Would you look at that," one of the crew said as they all looked down at the rather large room that housed the primary casing and saw that a huge hole had been eaten out of the wall of the engine to the point where they could see the mechanisms underneath. "If that was still going, we'd all be toast right now, is one patch really going to do it sir?"
"If we can't then I'm going to have to explain to the captain how we managed to break a multi-trillion credit ship," Garthak replied. "In any case we're not going to do anything standing up here and gawking, everyone be very careful and lets see about getting at least one engine back on-line. I don't think I have to remind you what would happen if you ripped one of those suits..."
The others looked at one another and though it was hard to see their faces with the tinted visors covering their faces they all knew they were giving each other worried glances. In the intensity of the radiation that was around them they would likely liquidate before they could even get back to the door. That note of caution was translated into them very slowly walking down the stairs towards the engine room. Even with the protection of the suits they could all feel very warm as they got down towards the floor of the room.
Once they got to the bottom of the floor Garthak instructed them to start work on the patch while he attempted to get communications back up with engineering. With all the radiation their comms were essentially useless, which was why all systems had an emergency relay that was hardwired through the ship in case such a thing could happen. As the reptilian alien creature went into the separate room he failed to notice that something had been lurking in the shadows watching him until it skittered off with his approach. When he got inside the control room though he looked around suspiciously, as though he could feel that something was off before he shrugged his shoulders and got to work.
Meanwhile one of the engineers that was working on the patch realized that they were missing one of the tools needed to get a proper seal, which fortunately was in the actual engine bay so that he didn't need to go all the way back to get. While the others continued to put the seal into place he went over to the storage room off to the side and opened up the tool section. As he went inside however he saw something that had caused him to pause. Various tools were scattered all over the place, causing quite the mess as he carefully stepped over them in order to get to the sealer on the other side of the room.
The second the door closed behind him however he felt something pierce into his shoulder, the engineer gasping in his suit as something clearly had bypassed the protective layer and pushed its way into his body. At first he thought that some sort of tool had fallen and stabbed him, but not only did he not feel any pain from the insertion but he wasn't melting from the radiation that should have been flooding into his suit. Whatever it was the emergency seals of his suit had activated to form around the intrusion, so it must have still been inside of him as his mind raced to think of what to do next.
All those thoughts quickly evaporating from his mind however as the thing inside of him felt like it was... pumping something into his body. The sensation was incredibly surreal... but also quickly becoming intensely pleasurable as he fell to his knees. His entire body quivered as whatever was injected into his body quickly made the rounds in his system, at first just liquid until he could feel something clearly more substantial getting pushed into him. As he fell on all fours and began to rock back and forth a shadow seemed to start looming over him and he could hear the sound of chittering above his prone form...
Then, suddenly, it was gone. The engineer gasped as the sensation of being practically impaled was completely vacant, like it had never happened as he found himself able to stand up once more. When he looked around he saw nothing but the scattered tools as he continued to breathe heavily in his chest. Likewise there was no more weight or pressure on his back and for a second he wondered if he had just had some sort of hallucination caused by the intense neutron radiation, though he quickly shook that off as being improbable. One thing he failed to notice was that inside his suit his cock was throbbing wildly, his hand instinctively going down to adjust it as he grabbed the sealer and walked back out of the tool chest.
"There you are!" one of the others said as he returned with the tool, handing it over to the one who was keeping the seal held down with his knee. "We thought you had gone off and died on us."
"I was just getting the sealer," the flustered engineer said, feeling sweat forming on his brow despite the environmental controls of the suit. "Why didn't you call me if you were so worried?"
"You know that comms don't work for shit while in irradiated areas like this," the other one said as he began to get back to work. "Practically have to be sitting on their head to talk like we are now, so next time you go off to have a wank or something make sure you at least tell us so we don't have to get a search party ready. Honestly, I swear that you all-"
A sudden scream over the comms suddenly turned everyone's attention to the one that had made it, and when they looked at where they were pointing they immediately saw why they had made such a noise. A giant purple creature was crawling on the wall of the engine bay coming towards them, its mandibles clicking together as the multi-limbed humanoid creature came towards them. The engineer on the engine dropped the sealer and shouted for them all to run towards the control room. They all immediately began to scramble for where their lead engineer was as the creature leapt from the wall and pounced on one of them to bring them to the ground.
Soon others quickly began to enter into the room as well as the remaining four piled in, another one getting grabbed by a thick strand of purple webbing like a lasso and being pulled up into the air. The others managed to make it just as the swarm of transformed crew bore down on them, Garthak looking up as the door opened suddenly and the remaining engineering team got inside. As the reptilian alien looked up in surprise the other engineer closed the door just in time to prevent the pincer of one of the bug creatures from getting yet another member of their team, leaving the three of them panting as Garthak demanded a status report.
"It's those... bug creatures..." one of the engineers said as the other two grabbed nearby chairs and sat down. "They're on... the ship..."
"By the gods," Garthak said, the four of them jumping when they heard a loud bang against the door. "Well, we should be safe in here while the bulkheads are still active, they're made to withstand the vacuum of space they should be fine against those creatures. You three just sit tight and I'm going to get the captain... he'll know what to do."
Garthak immediately went back to the control panel and more frantically attempted to get communications going, though he was having trouble getting a connection. Had those alien bugs somehow managed to sabotage the system and make it so that they couldn't call for help? The mere thought of it caused a pit to form in the stomach of the reptilian creature as he continued to cycle through the channels, hoping that one would connect. There were dozens of redundancies that he knew of to get to the bridge, all he had to do was find one...
Meanwhile the other engineers could only watch their boss work, one of them continuing to pace while the other two remained seated. They had no idea what happened to those that were still outside but they knew that they were probably gone, either killed by the creatures, the neutron radiation, or transformed. Though none of them were completely briefed on the situation that had happened down in the mining planet they knew enough that it caused them to be terrified of what was going to happen to them if those creatures got in. After going over to offer Garthak his assistance the one that had bene in charge of sealing the engines came back to find that one of the other two was practically rocking in their seats.
"What's wrong with him?" he asked, the other engineer shrugging her shoulders.
"He just started to do this a few seconds ago," the other engineer explained. "One minute he was talking fine and now I can hardly get him to speak."
"Well we need to snap him out of it," the first engineer said as he went down to one knee to try and look the other male in the eye even with their tinted helmets. "Hey, buddy, I know it's scary but we need you to pull through on this, alright? We may have to run soon and we can't do that if you're catatonic."
There was a moment of pause between the other two as they waited for the engineer to say something, which didn't look like it was going to happen until they suddenly heard his voice say something softly over the comms. "We... aren't going to get out of here..." the engineer stated as he continued to rock back and forth. "They won't let us leave."
"Don't say that," the other engineer said. "Once they get security teams in place they'll come and get us."
"You don't understand!" the one between the two said quite suddenly and explosively, standing up on his feet as he put his hands to his helmet. "They already know that we can't escape, the ship is theirs now. The only thing we can do is join them..."
"Uh... Garthak," the other male engineer said as he got to his feet, looking over at their boss still working. "Need your help over here."
But despite their close distance it appeared that they were still too far away for the comms to cut through the interference as they watched the raving crewmate start to walk towards the door. "I can hear them..." he said softly once more, the two looking at one another as he started to drift towards the door. "They're in my head, they're telling me that you need to join them. They can show us the glory of the hive if we just let them in..."
When the other two realized what the other engineer was about to do they scrambled to their feet, but it was too late. The infected engineer's gloves, which had started to bloat the second he got to his feet, popped to reveal thick-clawed, merged purple digits that pushed the door release mechanism. Even Garthak looked up in surprise when he heard the door open, and almost immediately one of the bug creatures that had been lying in wait barged passed the infected crewmate and went after another one. When the female engineer went to try and help she was suddenly grabbed from behind by the mutating human, whose suit ripped once more as spikes sprouted from the chitin chest plate and pushed out of his suit and into hers to pump it full of thick purple alien goo.
Garthak found himself frozen in pure terror as the aliens and the corrupted engineer quickly started to transform the others, first coating their bodies in the protective Falchorite so that the neutron radiation didn't outright kill them while they were changing. The reptilian alien began to back away just as he heard a voice over his commlink, and though his mind processed that it was someone that he had been attempting to reach all this time it mattered very little as a huge dark purple spider-taur came over to him. Its humanoid upper body flexed its muscles as it came over towards him as Garthak found himself practically cowering in the corner. He was not a warrior or any sort of fighter, but he was a brilliant engineer... which was why the creature coming at him had not merely pounced.
"Garthak..." the creature's voice rumbled, the reptilian creature gasping slightly as the alien said his name. "Submit to us... willingly... and you will be uplifted to a leader of the hive. With your... intelligence... we will be... unstoppable..."
At this point it was clear exactly how the creature expected him to submit as the thick purple cock of the creature pointed straight at his prone form. With his back against the wall and already seeing that the other three had begun to become heavily mutated it was clear that there was only two choices for him, either to submit to this creature's demands and become one of them, or to try and resist and become one of them anyway. Even if being transformed wasn't on the table all it would take was one good slice from those wicked looking claws and he would be turned into a puddle of goo. In the end there wasn't much he could do but nod, watching as the creature did the same and put his hands on the respirator valves that connected to his radiation suit.
There was a slight change of pressure as something began to flood into the tubes that normally held the precious oxygen that he needed to live, and it wasn't long before his muzzle was suddenly coated with the thick purple ooze that seemed to leak from the bodies of those that had been converted. It had taken him by such surprise that he nearly choked on it, sputtering as it started to fill his helmet and quickly trickle down into his suit. While it wasn't normally considered too toxic Falchorite wasn't something that one wanted on their skin, but with the addition of the alien virus in it instead of causing internal problems it already started to shift his insides from accidently swallowing it. As his suit continued to fill he could feel it clinging to every inch of him as the creature showed no signs of slowing it down.
Just when the material of his radiation suit began to flood with the excess ooze being pumped into it the creature stopped, then took his clawed hands and ripped the hoses off of his helmet completely and exposed his muzzle. There was a moment of pure terror as he was exposed to the neutron radiation within the engine room, but with the altered Falchorite coating him inside and out it appeared that he had gained the same resistances as the others in the room. But the insectile taur wasn't even close to finished with him just yet, the prehensile cock immediately snaking up and taking advantage of the opening in the helmet to spread open the lips of the reptilian creature. There was a momentary gasp followed by a gurgle as Garthak's jaw was spread open, the helmet cracking and splitting even more as the cock took advantage of the already altered physiology and pushed its way down the reptile's throat.
The alien virus had already eliminated Garthak's gag reflex completely, which allowed him to not only swallow the torrent of purple alien cum but also something else that was with it. At first he thought it might have been some sort of egg, but as it got to his filled stomach he could feel it... moving inside of him. With the corrupted Falchorite quickly assimilating his insides it didn't take long for the tiny creature to wiggle its way back up, this time traveling up along his spine as he could feel tendrils sprouting from it along the way. With the incredibly thick purple alien cock still in his maw there was nothing that the reptile could do but continue to sit there as the arms and legs of his suit began to rip from the muscle swelling underneath.
Just as Garthak's eyes rolled back into his head and his throat bulged from alien flesh being shoved down into it he could feel the parasite that had been swimming about inside his mutating body finally start to manifest in his mind... along with something else. "Finally..." a voice said, soft at first but with rapidly increasing volume. "You wouldn't believe how long it was before they found me a suitable host..."
The reptile tried to respond but he was suddenly met with a surge of euphoria so intense that it caused his entire body to shake and his own growing cock to burst out the crotch of his rapidly deterorating suit. "Don't worry..." the voice said with a chuckle as Garthak began to lose sensation of his transforming limbs. "As they said your mind will remain intact, but I'm going to be running the show from here on out. It's as you say... two heads are definitely better than one."
The infected engineer's body suddenly began to surge with growth, his muscles growing exponentially as the virus modified his frame to support it. Though it appeared that Garthak was going to keep the reptilian nature of his head the bug morph that was still thrusting into his throat found that he had company in the maw of the creature. Tentacles began to push out past the already stretched lips of the male as a second pair of eyes grew underneath the first. The queen thought that the parasite they had delivered to the creature was manifesting there, but they were given another surprise as a second head began to grow from the rapidly broadening shoulders of the gooey purple creature. As their feet developed into chitinous talons the second head also became similar to the one with the cock stuffed down it, though unlike the blank stare that came from Garthak's side the parasite looked down at his new body as he flexed his still growing arms...
Meanwhile the communications room continued to attempt to reconnect with the engine bay, though the avian alien continued to hear nothing but static after the initial noise that had went over the line. "I don't get it sir," she said as she continued to click through the dial while the human that oversaw the entire section looked over her shoulder. "Garthak was supposed to try and make connections with us as soon as they got to the first engine room but every time I try and bring up the hardlines I get nothing but static. It's almost like something is actively preventing me from trying to get a hold of them."
"Well keep trying!" the overseer said. "The captain needs us to relay this message to them as soon as possible that they might be in danger, if we don't then-"
Suddenly the human was cut off as an alarm started to blare overhead, causing everyone in the communications bay to look up. They had been under a red alert for some time now but this was something completely different; it was the radiation detector that was outfitted on all the bays, and with the blue light flashing it meant that it was detecting neutron radiation. The overseer immediately started to tell everyone to evacuate from the bay as he reported it to the captain, but before they could even get to the door they started to see it open. Everyone stood there perplexed, the only ones that could override a security lockdown like that from the outside was either the captain or the head of security... though what they didn't know was that in the event of a radiation alarm the head of engineering could also do it as well.
Those closest to the door didn't even have a chance to react as they were immediately hit with strands of dark purple webbing, the heavy substance weighing them to the ground while the others immediately turned to run. Those few that had weapons attempted in vain to try and hold off the flood of creatures that were coming in but the already corrupted crew members easily outnumbered them as they pounced and infected others as quickly as they could. It wasn't long before those caught in the initial wave were starting to sprout extra limbs, gossamer wings, mandibles, and antennae as purple goo dripped from their transforming bodies. As the security that were in the area were quickly disarmed the overseer did the only thing he could think of, call it in to the captain before he was captured as well.
Similar events were happening all over the ship, the hivemind of alien creatures able to spread the information that it assimilated with its infection in order to get past the safeguards that had tried to keep them out. At the same time the parasite Garthak went to the primary engineering bay and began to cycle the engines once more, which with the holes that they had eaten through the casing began to pump more neutron radiation through the ship. It gave those that had managed to find a means to get past the hive only two options; either they could perish when it eventually reached their section of the ship or they could be converted and growing the ever spreading monsters that were continuing its advancement through the ship.