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Hours filled with lustful dreams passed until Jessica finally woke again. She was lying in the center of the feeding chamber, though the naughty fungi that had fed her so lustfully earlier had now returned to their places and only some smaller insectoid hive members crawled through the chamber here and there.

Slowly, the young woman rose to her feet. She hadn't felt so good, relaxed, fresh and strong in a long time. Actually, she couldn't remember having felt like this ever before. She ran her hand along her flank. Her body was still covered with a thin layer of the alien nectar the fungi had fed her with and it made her skin feel even smoother and yes, desirable. She knew she had always been a good looking woman, but right now, she realized that she was drop down gorgeous ? the hive had made her perfect. And it wasn't just outwardly. She felt perfect as well. The faint voices of all the other hive slaves filled her mind comforted and advised her, telling her about her next steps.

She was a slave, part of the hive like all the creatures that inhabited this place. She knew that only hours ago she hadn't been, but the hive made her complete. She lived to serve and would so for the rest of her life. But she was still learning, learning from the shared memory of the hive.

Not in any hurry, she left the feeding chamber. Even the contact of her bare feet with the smooth stone felt awesome. Walking nude inside the humid, warm caves seemed so natural, so good, even thinking about clothes seemed to defile this place. Every now and then, a worker drone with its sturdy rounded beetle-like form, or a huge warrior with the clicking sound of its armored legs touching the ground passed her by. Jessica's own antenna flickered when she heard the thoughts of each slave, the impression intensifying when they came close. The hive was immortal, it lived for centuries. It was just one among hundreds, every cave system housing one of them. The scarce resources of the planet forcing them to live down there, saving every resource they could. That had led to developing the enslavers. Smaller hive members able to alter a captured creature?s mind and even body to make them part of the hive they would serve from that moment on. With a brief touch of pride, Jessica realized that she had been the first creature from an outside world that had been enslaved. And she learned more. While the hive was immortal and its members being perfectly adapted to their environment, they weren't really smart. Highly developed instincts, the ability to coordinate movements with a telepathic connection, yes, but they had no creativity, no inventive mind ? not until now. With her, they had not only enslaved a useful body, but also her human mind, still intact but bound to their will ? and loving it.

Still absorbing those new knowledge, Jessica reached another big cave. It was similar to the feeding chamber in size and shape, but there wasn't any of the fungi she had found earlier. Instead, the first thing she noticed were heaps of organic material. As she stepped closer, Jessica felt the presence of other hive slaves, some workers, but also a number of bigger creatures. They were the size of huge dogs maybe and also had roughly their body shape. But they were covered with a thick and sturdy chitin armor, and each had six legs and big compound eyes. The main difference was a long, flexible tail that almost looked like a tube to Jessica. When she stepped closer, she already knew what that tail was for. One of the creatures had turned the tail under its main body and Jessica saw something round traveling through it. A moment later, the end of the tail opened up and an egg slipped out of it which was deposited between the small rocks. Those were breeders, responsible for the next generation of slaves.

Jessica looked around, now she noticed small grey creatures moving around. About the size of her underarm they resembled maggots with many short legs enabling them to move around slowly. Jessica suddenly felt a warm protective feeling towards the children of the hive. They would develop into the different forms of slaves that the hive needed to survive. But there was a reason she was here, it wasn't just to show her this place, she was needed.

In an opposing corner of the cave she saw one of the spider like weavers doing its work, spinning a cocoon around one of the larvae. Somehow Jessica knew that it was an elder, ripe larvae. While she approached the two creatures, the cocoon grew and the larvae vanished from her sight, but not from her mind due to their connection. The cocoon reached the height of her knee and somehow, Jessica felt the urge to turn around and sit down on it when the weaver retreated from it.

It was surprisingly sturdy, it easily withstood her weight, which was not that great anyway and it was so comfortable to sit there. A moment passed and Jessica felt her heartbeat accelerating already. Only then, she felt a slight pressure from underneath her. She looked down between her breasts only to see something protruding from the cocoon. It wasn't long until she knew what was going to happen. Shifting her position only slightly, the protrusion could easily press between her labia, spread her and penetrate into her still wet and waiting sex.

The human slave greeted the guest with a needy moan, the wonderful sensation of being filled by another hive slave sending ripples of joy through her body, making her nipples stand at attention and causing her to breathe a little quicker right away. A moment later, another protrusion pressed against her anus and Jessica immediately relaxed to grant it entrance into her second orifice, filling her wonderfully as it grew deep into her. Her gaze wandered into oblivion and her jaw dropped as her mind was assaulted by the pleasure the organs in her caused her to feel and the pleasure only intensified when they started to gently pulse in her.

Not long and Jessica was panting in pleasure, her body almost unmoved as her mind was washed away with pleasure. She learned that this new slave would draw genetic material from their connection to grow stronger and more adaptive, but it didn't matter too much for her. All that mattered was that she served the hive and it made her feel so good.

How long had she been sitting there? Minutes? Hours? Days? Jessica didn't knew it anymore. Every now and then her body was shaken by a wonderful climax, caused by the protrusions in her ass and pussy, other than that, there was no visible movement anymore aside from her chest rising and falling from her even breathing. But even in that state, the hive taught her new things and made good use of the abilities her human brain offered.

She learned that there had never been a radiation outbreak on this world, nor any sign of solar instability. The alarm that had caused her to go into the cave where she had become part of the hive had been a false alarm. Someone wanted her to go there.

Jessica's eyes opened suddenly. Robotically, she sat up, sighing in disappointment as the two protrusions slipped from her body and then vanished back into the cocoon. She turned around and looked as the new creature started to bit through the fabric of the protection it now didn't need anymore. If it had been a false alarm, then her employer, OMC had known something would happen. Maybe they had knowledge of this species. That would also explain why they had sent her, a replaceable simple security officer and that alone. She had been part of an experiment. For a brief moment, Jessica experienced anger, but that was quickly washed away. They couldn't know it, but this had been the best thing to ever happen to her. But then again, they would most likely come here to see what had happened and that meant the entire hive was in danger. OMC had weapons, soldiers, spaceships.

Jessica tilted her head as a new worker left the cocoon. Its chitin armor was slightly different in color, more brown than that of the ones she had seen before and she could read in his mind that he was thankful for her help. Like a warm blanket she wrapped her protective thoughts around him, welcoming him in his new form to the hive. There was much for her to do.

Her bare foot made almost no sound as she walked through corridors and halls, passing by dozens of other slaves until she finally stood in the corridor that lead to the surface. She remembered the first time she had been there. Her fear and terror when she had faced the warriors and the fact that she had killed one of them. A thought that made her sad and feeling guilty for a moment. Why didn't she embrace the hive right from the beginning? Yes, she didn't knew, she thought she should ? that she could fight it. But the hive was forgiving. It had accepted her as its slave and now she would serve it.

Her torn clothes still lay as a heap in the corridor. Clothes, the concept felt so weird now, but she would have to dress again, only that these clothes here were torn and useless now. But she wouldn't need that protection anymore, as soon as two warriors accompanied her, she left the cave and the warm sun on her bare skin warmed her and made it so much easier to be outside the hive. The soft wind moved her antenna, making Jessica shiver for a moment. The hive had told her that those antenna were part of her now and enabled her to serve better, but still, they sent unfamiliar, though not unpleasant sensations through her. The voices were now less prominent in her mind, but still there, comforting and guiding her, remembering her that she was a slave and how pleasant it was to be a slave.

Not long and the small group reached the ship Jessica had come with. She placing her hand on the scanner, the airlock opened and she entered. It felt weird suddenly being surrounded by human technology again, but Jessica knew what she had to do. She went to the cockpit, the controls and displays coming back to life as she sat down on the pilot?s chair. She activated the scanners and waited for the results. Not long and a green light flashed on one of the displays. A ship within the system. The transponder was active and sent a signal: "ISS Prosperity." A civilian ship. The scanner couldn't tell her much more, but it was a big, slow ship apparently. Maybe it was worth to check.

Jessica started the engines and went into the small quarters she had had inside the ship. Letting the artificial fabric of her pilot overall run through her fingers felt weird, but she needed to get clothes on ? at least for now.

"ISS Prosperity, this is Jessica Simmins from OMC flight 113, do you copy?"

There was a brief pause and Jessica didn't dare to breath. If the company had already declared her flight a loss, she would be in trouble.

"This is the ISS Prosperity, we hear you OMC 113. You are pretty far from home."

Relief. The male voice didn't sound alarmed. Jessica's small craft was just leaving orbit of P943-A. What a cold name for the world where so wonderful things had happened to her.

"I'm on an exploration mission, my hyperdrive malfunctioned, could you refuel me?"

Again a pause. So Jessica added: "OMC will cover your expenses."

"Confirmed OMC 113, we'll sent rendezvous coordinates." A moment later, a red dot started to blink on Jessica's small map of the star system.

"Thank you Prosperity, I'll be there within 15 minutes."

Her small exploration craft had never been created to house a larger number of individuals, but right now, Jessica felt more than happy to have a larger number of her fellow slaves on board. She could hear them not only moving around in the back of her ship, but they also filled her mind with their presence and she advised them with her unique knowledge, yes she was a useful addition to the hive.

The ISS Prosperity came into sight a few minutes later. She was big, very big and she looked as if she had been out there for quite a while now. The bulky metal hull had a massive gate at what seemed to be its front, framed by two long structures. The main bridge towered on top of the ship, right over the gate. Jessica had heard about this kind of ships. The Prosperity was a mining ship, they stayed out for month, sometimes for years, searching for ore rich asteroids, collecting them and decomposing them within their metal belly. These ships were sturdy and slow and, what was maybe the most important thing. They housed a relatively small crew.

"OMC 113, activate auto pilot, we'll dock you at our airlock." This time it was a female voice giving Jessica the command. Her sweaty fingers moved over the controls, doing as she had been told. A moment later and her craft was at the hands of whoever programmed the autopilot back on the mining ship. The voices of the hive back on the planet were so quiet now, the distance made it hard for Jessica, only the voices of those slaves aboard made it bearable for her.

A moment later and a yank ran through the ship as it got into contact with the much larger vessel. Jessica quickly turned the engines off, then she opened the outer airlock to create a breathable atmosphere in the compound of the two ships. A hissing sound could be heard, then a couple of green lights indicated that the connection was ready and safe.

"OMC 113, connection can be confirmed, we'll open inner air lock." The voice from the mining ship came through the intercom.

A minute later, Jessica walked through the small corridor that connected the two ships. She wore the cap that was part of OMC's old pilot uniform, no one used them anymore, but it would hide her antenna at least on a first sight. As the last door opened in front of her, she was greeted by the friendly smile of a young man: "Hi, I'm Marc, welcome aboard. Uhm, you mentioned something about your hyperdrive, shall I have a look? I know a few things about ship engines," the young blonde started, then stopped as his jaw dropped. Faster than he could react, one of the enslavers Jessica had brought with her crawled from behind her back onto her shoulder, it's elongated, proboscis moved forward, spraying a strong narcotic into his face.

Stunned, the boy fell forward, being caught in Jessica's arms, his face falling against her chest. Jessica had to smile, most likely, it was the first time he was so close to any woman, too bad he wouldn't remember that moment. She gently lowered him onto the ground, then stepped aside to let the other enslavers and about a dozen of warrior pass her by.

The enslaved human followed them slowly. She was in no rush. Turning right, she walked into the direction she guessed would lead her towards the bridge of the ship. The mental connection with the more feral slaves told her, that they had already taken out another crew member. When the warriors reached the bridge, a sting of pain shot through Jessica's mind. Fighting, someone was shooting at one of the warrior. It was a painful loss for the whole hive as one of their voices faded, but it was a necessary sacrifice. When Jessica reached the bridge, the two humans there had already taken out by the warriors and stunned by the enslavers.

Jessica looked at them. A mid aged man and a woman of about the same age. Man and wife maybe? The warriors quickly took them and carried them out, as Jessica tried to make sense of the controls. She had been a pilot yes, but never flew such a huge thing. It took her a moment to frid the transponder. Turning it off, she allowed herself to grin slightly. No need to let anyone know someone was here, not yet at least. The warrior had caught another crew member. Jessica went through the ships diagram. 4 crew quarters, one furnished for a couple, the rest single rooms. Five crew members, not more then and they had taken down all of them already with just one loss. Jessica found the ships life support system. She turned the temperature and the air moisture up, before she got rid of her clothes, peeling her body free from the now useless protection. Sighing happy as the warmth embraced her again, she turned and left the bridge to walk back into storage room 3. It was where her fellow slaves had brought the five inmates of the ISS Prosperity.

The feral hive members were walking around the storage room, some making hissing noises as if they were impatient, of course, such a verbal communication wasn't necessary due to their mental connection, still, it lay within their nature and it didn't pose a disadvantage to the hives wellbeing.

The five crew members had been lined up, half siting, half lying on the opposite side of the empty storage room. All had been stunned. One would let out a weak whimper, another raised his head slightly, only to let it drop a moment later, while the third moved her hand slightly, uncoordinated. They were so lost in their dazed state, there was no need for further restrains. Jessica could identify the five as members of one family. There was a young, cute girl with reddish hair, an only slightly older, tall blonde and her mother, who resembled her almost exactly, just being older of course. Then there was her brown haired husband, an attractive, muscular figure and their son, who was no less toned, though maybe a bit boyish still. Jessica smiled again. The ship had been the reason why she had made this trip, but right now, this catch seemed even more worth all the effort.

She could feel the impatience of her fellow slaves and she herself was affected by it. With swaying hips, Jessica moved over to the redheaded girl who just whimpered in her helpless state. The girl wore the same sturdy and not very advantage uniform all crew members wore, but that was something Jessica could quickly change. She took her time opening the buttons on her blouse, then those of her pants, only afterwards brushing the fabric aside. Her breasts were as big as Jessica had thought, white, smooth skin, her chest rising and falling slowly with every breath she took. Only that boring sports bra. But Jessica quickly moved behind the stunned girl, feeling how warm her body was against hers, opening the clasps of the bra and tossing it away. She ran her finger over the young skin, smiling as she saw that rosy nipple becoming erect quickly. Jessica had never been interested in girls before, but right now, it took her all her willpower to not move in and suck on that firm little bud. Instead, she pulled the pants from the girl?s legs and quickly did the same with her panties, leaving her fully nude and exposed.

Looking over to the other crew members who had been stripped by the warriors, Jessica noticed that all of them had been shaved. For a moment, she considered them being naughtier than she had thought, but then she remembered that this may have had different, much more practical reasons. On such ships, water was limited and such treatment served hygienic reasons maybe. Not that it really mattered, even though Jessica felt turned on by what they were about to do, she was here to serve the hive, regardless her own mortal thoughts about it being sexy or not.

She took the girls slender hips and pulled her a bit closer, bringing her into a more lying position with just her shoulders and back of her head against the wall of the room. She gently spread her leg a little, licking her lips as she saw her rosy young pussy and the little anus underneath. The presence of an enslaver made urged Jessica to move aside, allowing him to crawl onto the girl, his body finding a welcoming home on her chest, right between her lovely breasts that looked now a little flatter, as she was lying. Stroking the girls inner thighs, Jessica watched as the creature extended its long tendril, aiming and sliding it swiftly into her pussy, making her moan out. Even in her state, she could feel the pleasure the penetration caused Jessica knew. The woman lay down on her stomach to have a better view as the second tendril snaked its way down towards its goal, brushing against the rear entrance of the girl, bending and flexing, then managing to penetrate through her resistance and sliding into her ass.

Jessica moaned at the sight. She remembered how it had felt when she had been claimed like that, when her enslaver penetrated her anus and connected it's fibers with her spine, growing up and up until it had reached her brain to remake her.

Muffled sounds indicated that the other family members just received the same treatment and when Jessica got up, she saw that the red head's expression had already gone from confused dizziness into blank and empty. She stroked her chin, moved her face towards her own and kissed her, slithering her tongue into the girl?s mouth, not caring that in her current state, she couldn't answer her kiss. As she drew back, a thin strain of saliva connected their mouths for a moment longer, then fell onto those young breasts. A moment later and Jessica's tongue was replaced by the third tendril, feeding the girl who immediately locked her lips around the intruder.

Jessica felt hot, hot and horny as she got up. She looked over the family. The elder girl had assumed the same blank expression her sister showed, while the mother seemed to struggle still, then suddenly, her mouth opened into a faint sigh, as she too was filled in both lower holes. It was just too hot to watch it. The males had each their own enslaver sitting on them, already sucking on the extension in their mouths. Of course, only one tendril vanished underneath them, connecting them with the slaver, while the second had could up around their impressive male organs. A rush of heat washed over Jessica as she saw that. They looked so sexy like this.

I would take some time now, but from this moment on, the process was irreversible, their fate inevitable. Jessica turned and walked back towards the entrance, swaying her behind as she did, even though she knew that the five wouldn't recognize it. Her antenna twitching, she listened to the voices of her fellow slaves. They had done well, the hive would flourish thanks to their work and it made Jessica proud. Right now, there was little she could do though. Again, she turned to the caught crew, watching the enslavers shifting and twitching slightly, causing muffled moans and sighs. She could as well.

Her hand moved slowly over her chest, cupping her breast, squeezing it slightly, playing with her erect nipple between her own index and middle finger. All the while, her second hand stroke her flat belly, moving deeper and deeper as Jessica leaned against the wall behind her. She parted her legs and stroke over her already very wet sex. Letting out a liberating sigh, she enjoyed being part of a whole and feeling herself responding to her touch. The tip of her finger soon encircled her clit, making her see stars, panting, moaning as she enjoyed the voices in her head, telling her what a good, obedient slave she was. For minutes she just did that, slowly sliding down along the wall until she was sitting, watching the caught humans being turned, she rubbed herself, playing with her breast, getting more and more aggressive upon herself. Sweat covered her skin again and her voice became rasp as she repeated the words filling her mind: "I am a slave, I obey the hive, obedience is pleasure." She moaned in lust: "I obey, I obey!" Her voice trailed off into a wild scream as she came.

Minutes later, Jessica slowly got back up onto her feet. She sight in front of her hadn't changed, but she knew that the subjects had changed. She could hear their thoughts now. Faint, distant still, confused and partly struggling, but they were there, they were coming to her and to the hive and they would soon be as obedient as she was.

She smiled and ran her hands up her slender body, moving over to the group. Her eyes were transfixed on that glistening wet cock that stood from the younger male. The one that had greeted her at the airlock not too long ago. The sight of it was alluring and so was the tendril firmly wrapped around it, slightly pulsing, rewarding him for every obedient thought he might have. Why not show him how good it felt to obey? She walked up on him, smiling down knowing that he was barely aware of her presence. Stretching out her mind, she tried to read into his thoughts, but all she got was a wild mixture of memories, dull thoughts and powerful emotions. Placing her feet on either side of his hips, she leaned forward, kissing his forehead and putting her hands on his shoulders, before she slowly lowered herself down. She stopped for a moment to fully enjoy the sensation of his warm glans against her wet labia. Was he a virgin? Had he ever felt what it was like to sleep with a woman? She couldn't quite tell, but through the fog of his mind she thought she could feel his excitement about being with her. Suddenly, a clear thought made its way to her. This was what he had been thinking of when he had seen her in the airlock. She chuckled, young men. But it honored her. Swiftly, she sat down, impaling herself on his member, feeling it penetrate deep into her, the tendril wrapped around it making the texture all the more enjoyable as she let out a loud moan of pleasure, leaning against his strong chest, her nipples brushing against his muscles.

She gyrated her hips, sighing in a chorus with him, feeling him better, before she slowly lifted herself up, using her hands to support her, the brushing of his meet and the tendril against her tender inner flesh being almost too much for her. Finally, her antenna flickered over his head for a moment, before she slammed back down onto him, making a squishing sound as her natural lubricant already ran down his shaft. His pleasure was delicious. A powerful emotion radiating through is slowly eroding resistance.

Soon, Jessica was bouncing up and down his shaft, riding him wild, moaning and sighing each time he filled her so good. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, but he didn't notice, responding now only by moving his hips slightly to answer her movements, slapping into her faster and faster.

"Yes, yes, obey and fuck me!" Jessica groaned: "Obedience is pleasure." She howled, holding back only a moment longer, feeling him shake and tense under her, then he came violently, shooting his load into her quivering body, pushing her over the edge as well as a tidal wave of pleasure washed over the two of them.

When Jessica finally recovered from her second orgasm, she could feel the boy?s mind being calmer, slower now, he was still being remade, but his resistance had turned into wonder and a brief hint of uncertainty that was more and more replaced by the will to obey. And Jessica knew that she had helped him so much in achieving this.

She lifted herself up, regretting slightly that his still hard member slid from her sex, but there was more to do now for her. She turned back to the red headed girl. The signals she got from her were more than promising. The tendrils in her twitched and pulsed fast now, pushing her over the edge again and again, erasing her last resistance and teaching her to be a good salve to the hive. She was such an eager pupil. An hour ago, she had been a virgin, now she was pushing her hips back against the things in her ass and pussy, wanting nothing more but to get fucked and rewarded for her obedience. Only minutes and two more orgasms later, the enslaver suddenly pulled out of her orifices, crawling down from her, before the newly created slave stood up: "I obey." She said with trembling voice. And Jessica could hear the echo of her words clearly within their connected mind now. There was a stronger reaction from the elder female, her mother now, a hint of regret and worry about her daughter, but that distracting emotion was soon deleted by her own enslaver.

The two female slaves smiled at each other, being connected in a new, special way and loving it. Jessica looked up and down the young girl?s body. Ample breasts, pale skin, now covered with her sweat, slender waist and hips.

"I obey." She ? Marisa-slave repeated.

"Yes, obey like I do." Jessica transmitted to her. The rest of the family was on a good way now, but it would still be a while and Jessica learned that Marisa hadn't been piloting the ship, she was responsible for the storage and the finances. They would have to wait for the others to join them. They had some time.

Extending her mind to the new slave, Jessica turned and walked back to the wall of the room, making sure that Marisa's gaze was transfixed upon her butt. The young girl hadn't been a lesbian, neither had Jessica been, but within the hive, it didn't matter, all that mattered was to serve and Jessica could easily imprint her will on the girls soft mind, moldable like clay. As long as it didn't collide with the hive's will that was.

Jessica sat down against the wall from where she had observed the enslavement earlier. She spread her legs invitingly, presenting her glistening sex to Marisa who walked over, gaze transfixed on her sacred flower, smiling absent minded and soon getting down on her hands and feet, crawling towards Jessica.

The elder woman sighed, her antenna twitching. Even before Marisa had reached her, the open, obedient mind of Marisa sent shivers of delight through her. Her being the only other slave that truly knew what sexual pleasure was, the hive willingly let her guide and dominate the younger girl and willingly, Marisa crawled between Jessica's legs, licking her lips, before she eagerly extended her tongue to give Jessica a first, determined lick.

The receiving woman moaned in lust. She knew that, even though they weren't yet fully enslaved, the other members of the family could already sense her sate of arousal, and it would make things even more irresistible for them. Lifting her hips slightly, Jessica gave Marisa better access as her tongue flickered over her labia. The girls inexperience was meaningless, Jessica could use her, guide her, make her use her tongue where and how it would pleasure Jessica the most. It was almost like an extension of her own body, almost as if she was touching her own body in the most delightful way ? but only almost. Gently, Jessica stroke the young girls reddish hair, sighing softly as she continued to spoil Jessica with her eager tongue. Unlike Jessica, the new slave hadn't grown antenna and the hive told Jessica, that she had been equipped with them to guide and organize a group of slaves according to the hives will. A skill few slaves needed to have. Right now, Jessica was more awe struck by another skill of her fellow slave. As Marisa licked and gently probed, easily sliding between her mates labia, being guided by Jessica's will towards her clit.

"Yes slave, more!" Jessica begged, talking aloud though her will was also directly transmitted to her mate: "I am a slave!" Jessica moaned, the word reinforcing her programming and sending shivers through her heated body: "I obey, I obey." The mantra escaped her lips as she guided Marisa to lick and suck her clit, making the pleasure almost unbearable.

Marisa's hands slipped under Jessica, firmly digging into her cheeks. The young girl was surprisingly strong, a result of hard work onboard their mining ship. She lifted Jessica's hips slightly, giving her even better access as her tongue moved back and forth again, trailing up and down Jessica's wet, hot sex, sending her into new heights of pleasure. Willingly, she opened her mind to Marisa as well, letting her participate in her pleasure, feeling how it made the girl hotter too. Soon, it was almost impossible which pleasure was her own and which one radiated back to her from her mate, or the other four family members still being connected with their enslavers. But it didn't matter, all that mattered was that they were united as slaves for the hive and it felt so good. Jessica threw her head to the side, sweaty hair flying around her face that reflected the enormous sensations rushing through her. As she let Marisa slide her tongue into her tight channel, she opened her mouth to let out a guttural moan. She was so close, so close to coming. Had she known that a girl could make her feel like this, maybe she would have tried it in her earlier life? But then again, it wasn't just a girl, it was a slave, a fellow slave, serving the hive, serving her as part of the hive.

She sent Marisa another command and an instance later, a slim index finger pierced into her anus. It was delightful, relaxing to her assault like she had relaxed to the hives will, being penetrated by her finger and her tongue, it was more than Jessica could endure. With a wild cry, she reached her climax, tensing and then shivering, not wanting to let the sensation end by too rough movements, but enjoying the moment to the fullest. The powerful rush of emotions from Marisa who climaxed along with her, as if she was washed away by a foreign sensation that soon became hers, only intensified the experience for Jessica.

And even before her climax ebbed away, she could only pull Marisa against her needy sex, as the tidal waves of two more climaxes hit her. It took the woman a moment to understand that two new voices had joined the hive. Panting hard, she looked up to see the remaining daughter and the son of the family standing almost simultaneously: "I am a slave, I obey." They said in unison. And this time, their parents weren't able to feel worry or concern about it, being too far into their reprogramming already. Dana, the elder daughter looked stunning, tall, blonde, a figure like an ancient Grecian statue. She gently stroke the body of the enslaver who was just crawling down her legs. As Jessica let Marisa kiss her thighs, that cheeky finger still in her ass, she learned that the new female was a skilled pilot. And the boy. His name had been Tom, was even more muscular now. Not visible, Jessica knew that the hive had equipped him with a layer of chitinous armor just underneath his skin to make him a better slave. His member was still standing at full attention even though he too had come a couple of times. It would have been awesome to mate with him again and maybe she would ? or one of his sisters would, but for now, he, like his sister had other, more urgent things to do for the hive.

Marisa stood up, her legs trembling, she turned, allowing Jessica to admire her firm behind and the glistening wetness between her legs. Smiling, the youngest girl approached her parents: "You will now become slaves." She would help her parents to complete their transition, while Dana and Tom went to the cockpit. Jessica slowly rose as well. Her hand brushed over her so sensitive nipple, making her sigh. Everything went according to her plan, the next phase had to be started.

The ISS Prosperity had been orbiting the planet for the past six hours now. As soon as the two elder humans, Mathew and Alex had joined the hive, they had started serving. With the use of the Prosperity's shuttles, they had managed to bring each and every hive slave on board. Even most of the feeding fungus had been brought into the main cargo hold. There, it grew upon the remains of the not yet processed asteroids and would continue to serve the hive as food. The other, smaller cargo holds and the former crew chambers now housed warriors, enslaver, breeder and all the other kinds of hive slaves. The only thing Jessica regretted was that they had to let her ship drop onto the planet. That way, OMC would hopefully believe she perished in her attempt to land on P943-A.

Jessica inhaled the humid air of the ship deep. The hive would survive. And even more, now a whole galaxy lay open for it. She would have been proud of achieving this, but she knew that she only did what a slave was meant to do. Serve as best as she could.

When Mathew piloted the ship out of orbit, Jessica turned around, watching as Tom and Dana were engaged in a deep kiss. That poor boy, being locked on a ship with two sexy sisters and a striking beautiful mom must have been hard for him. But there were no restraint within the hive and Jessica focused her mind and desire on Marisa again. It would be at least three days to their destination.