# Conversion

Author: Kotep
Tags: Alien, Corruption, F/F, Female, Human, Oviposition, Transformation

Contains: alien transformation, infestation, impregnation, and some light gore.
Road trip. College girls staying at a crummy motel in a tiny town. And then come the alien parasites.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "We're gonna see if there's anything to do in this dump.&nbsp; You wanna come with us?"  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie cracked her toes.&nbsp; She stretched them out after tugging off her sneakers.&nbsp; She could see a sliver of the ass of Emily's jeans through the open bathroom door.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Nah, I'll stay here.&nbsp; I'm pretty tired from the driving, so I'll probably sleep soon," Jessie said.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A lazy stroke of lipstick rested across Emily's lips when she came back into the motel room.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Fine, be a recluse if you want.&nbsp; Not like we came to hang out with friends," Emily said.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A grin flashed across Emily's face.&nbsp; Jessie returned her friend's look with a small smile of her own.&nbsp; Emily crossed the room to grab her purse, then continued on toward the door.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I'll see you later," Jessie said.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The door swung shut behind Emily.&nbsp; Jessie rose off the bed and picked at the hem of her tee shirt.&nbsp; She pulled it off over her head, then dropped her shorts to the floor.&nbsp; Even with the car's AC running all day long, she'd gotten sweaty from the drive.&nbsp; She was a morning-shower person, but she felt gross enough now to make an exception.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie wrenched the knob in the bathroom.&nbsp; Every few moments, she dipped her hand into the spray, testing whether it was getting warm.&nbsp; When the heated water came pouring out, she gave a preemptive sigh.&nbsp; She tossed her bra and panties to the floor, then stepped in.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The water ran down her trim body.&nbsp; Her hair was darkened by getting wet, and it gently clung to her neck.&nbsp; Her eyes slid closed as her fingers ran over her scalp.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A loud gurgle rose up from the drain; a wet and sticky sound.&nbsp; Was there something wrong with it?&nbsp; She glanced down and saw nothing blocking it.&nbsp; Oh well, cheap hotels, right?  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The drain gurgled again.&nbsp; She didn't look this time.&nbsp; The small grating was pushed aside.&nbsp; A fat slug, or at least something that looked like a fat slug, slid out onto the bottom of the tub.&nbsp; It was two inches long and an inch across in the middle. Its body was a pale blue with mottled dark blue stripes around its thick middle.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Something was on Jessie's leg.&nbsp; She reached back, brushing at her calf.&nbsp; No, that didn't get it.&nbsp; She moved her hand up higher.&nbsp; It pressed against something plump, slimy and squishy.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie yelped in shock.&nbsp; What the hell was that?&nbsp; She slapped at the back of her thighs frantically.&nbsp; The slug had already moved.&nbsp; It was on the inside of her thighs, moving along her loins.&nbsp; She could see it now.&nbsp; A mixture of horrid curiosity and revulsion passed through her.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Oh god, get off!" she said.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie was starting to tremble.&nbsp; Her fingers grasped at the slug's body, but it was small and slippery.&nbsp; The slug squirted out of her hand.&nbsp; It was crawling into her pussy.&nbsp; God, she could feel it.&nbsp; Its smooth skin pushing her walls open, its slime trailing along her walls, the gentle pressure of its girth moving deeper into her, the steady pulsing of its undulating body.&nbsp; It was so smooth and sleek and horrible.&nbsp; Jessie's legs gave way.&nbsp; A sob of fear left her mouth.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She was sitting in the tub now.&nbsp; Her legs were splayed in front of her, hands gripping the rim.&nbsp; Her breath was little more than nervous gasps.&nbsp; She needed to call 911, to get to a hospital, to get this thing out of her.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then the rest of the slugs began to pour from the drain.&nbsp; They spread out as they crawled across the tub; some on the floor, some on the walls, some arcing along the tiles.&nbsp; But the whole glistening, wriggling mass was coming for her.&nbsp; They were on her legs already.&nbsp; They tickled her skin.&nbsp; Her stomach churned in disgust.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie pulled herself out of shock.&nbsp; With both hands, she reached for slugs.&nbsp; She pulled them off and tossed them against the wall.&nbsp; But they kept coming.&nbsp; There were too many of them.&nbsp; She cried out as they flooded into her pussy, filling it with wriggling, pulsing masses.&nbsp; She was worried they would split her open.&nbsp; Then, she felt a prodding, spreading, slimy sensation against her ass.&nbsp; She screamed.&nbsp; The slugs found another way into her.&nbsp; They squeezed into her pussy, they pushed through her ass, and that still wasn't fast enough.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Tears came to Jessie's eyes.&nbsp; Some of the slugs were trying to get into her through her nipples.&nbsp; The slugs would not stop.&nbsp; Her orifices were forced wider with no regard for her comfort, until the slugs could slide into her through her breasts.&nbsp; Blood dripped along the front of her chest from her distended nipples.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her sobbing was choked off as they crawled into her mouth.&nbsp; She gagged at the acrid taste and the slick squirming feeling against her tongue.&nbsp; Then it was crawling down her throat.&nbsp; Her stomach pinched, and she retched, but nothing came up.&nbsp; More slugs slid into her mouth.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie was barely conscious.&nbsp; Tears ran down her face from the sheer pain.&nbsp; Snot trickled along her cheeks, mixing with the tears.&nbsp; But the slugs would not stop.&nbsp; Her legs were numb and useless.&nbsp; And then the slugs found her nose.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her jaw snapped open.&nbsp; Her eyes were bloodshot.&nbsp; She couldn't breathe.&nbsp; Her lungs burned.&nbsp; The fire spread.&nbsp; Her muscles ached.&nbsp; Her throat contracted but her nose and mouth were blocked.&nbsp; Her whole body blazed with a need for oxygen.&nbsp; The world was hazy.&nbsp; Her mouth trembled slightly.&nbsp; The burning was gobbled up in the crushing darkness.&nbsp; She went limp.&nbsp; The slugs kept coming.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "God damn it," Jessie groaned.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She must have passed out.&nbsp; It was a little frightening to think about it.&nbsp; Showering one moment, and on the floor the next.&nbsp; She didn't even remember it, though she remembered that disgusting dream.&nbsp; Thankfully, her memory of that dream was fading.&nbsp; It was just a weird passing out nightmare.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She turned the water off and climbed out of the bath tub.&nbsp; She patted her face with the towel, rubbed it over her body, then tossed it over the towel rack.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie's stomach grumbled.&nbsp; She'd been out for nearly an hour, according to the clock in the room.&nbsp; Okay, not good.&nbsp; She'd want to talk to a doctor when she got home.&nbsp; For now, she felt like she might pass out again if she didn't get something to eat soon.&nbsp; She took the delivery menu out of the motel's pamphlet and sat down next to the phone.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Yeah, hi, I want to order, uh," she said, then paused.&nbsp; She was really hungry and the thought of a big pizza was appetizing beyond belief.&nbsp; "Large supreme pizza."&nbsp; Was that going to be enough?&nbsp;   
"Actually, make that two.&nbsp; And some Sprite, yeah.&nbsp; Landmark Motor Lodge, room 113."  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Waiting for the pizza to come, she lapsed into near-physical pain.&nbsp; The TV couldn't distract her enough.&nbsp; She couldn't stop running her tongue along her teeth and the inside of her lips.&nbsp; She was hyper-aware of her tongue's position and size and texture.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie rushed to the door when the delivery man knocked.&nbsp; She had been tugging at her hair with her fingers, trying to straighten it out, tossing aside loose hairs.&nbsp; Her concerns that she was losing enough hair to give her a bald spot were mollified.&nbsp; She had food now, so it would all be better.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She sat on the bed.&nbsp; Her clothes were discarded for being uncomfortably warm.&nbsp; The room's AC was churning full blast.&nbsp; She bent over the box.&nbsp; She grabbed a slice and pushed it into her mouth.&nbsp; Grease and sauce got on her face and fingers, but she was too hungry to care.&nbsp; Her back ached.&nbsp; Her spine rose against her skin; the ridge running down her back was thrown into sharp relief.&nbsp; Her eyes were unfocused, but she could still see the pizza enough to eat.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A muffled half-sob left a mouth full of marinara and sausage.&nbsp; She could tell that this hunger was too intense.&nbsp; She could tell that there were cravings that were wrong, and yet she couldn't do a thing about them.&nbsp; Her body needed more food like it needed to breathe.&nbsp; Her tongue darted along her lips.&nbsp; The lips were thicker; the tongue was more slick.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her fingers ached.&nbsp; The joints popped as she flexed them.&nbsp; They were too long, with nails that were too big and too sharp.&nbsp; She could feel as they grew each extra inch.&nbsp; Her claws ripped at the pizza as she shoveled it into her mouth.&nbsp; Her jaw throbbed with every bite.&nbsp; Her teeth felt like they were going to explode. Her tongue ran up against them awkwardly.&nbsp; They were sharp, long, too big for her mouth.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "No!" she said.&nbsp; Her voice was harsh and raspy.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She could hardly see.&nbsp; The hotel had mirrors all over the room to make it feel bigger; she glanced up into one of them.&nbsp; There was a membrane growing over her eyes, stiff to the touch and opaque.&nbsp; She got a look at her flattened nose before the membrane grew thick enough that she couldn't see at all.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie wanted to cry but she couldn't.&nbsp; Her eyes were sealed over and her mouth was filled with food.&nbsp; She wanted to stop eating, but she couldn't do that either.&nbsp; Her torso was elongated.&nbsp; Each new vertebra growing in had been a sharp jab.&nbsp; She could feel her hands when they brushed along her chin.&nbsp; The crushing pain she felt shoot through them heralded the loss of two of her fingers.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The pizza box clattered to the floor now that it was empty.&nbsp; Sniffing like an animal, she opened up the second box, and pushed her face into it.&nbsp; She began to eat from the center out.&nbsp; She pushed her hands down against the bed and flexed all of her muscles.&nbsp; They popped and swelled.&nbsp; Long, sinewy bulk grew from her frame.&nbsp; The harder she pushed, the better it felt, the stronger she felt.&nbsp; But it was a horrible strength.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She felt a presence in her mind.&nbsp; This is natural, it told her.&nbsp; You simply need to feed.&nbsp; Jessie pushed back as hard as she could.&nbsp; The second pizza was gone, so she tore herself away from the box.&nbsp; She could 'see' now--not in color, but she could sense the shapes of the things around her.&nbsp; She pulled herself to the edge of the bed, and tried to stand up.&nbsp; Her heels hit the floor only briefly.&nbsp; She sprung onto the balls of her taloned feet.&nbsp; She toppled forward.&nbsp; Her head made a cracking noise as it hit the floor.&nbsp; A snarl of pain left her mouth.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her head felt as if a giant hand were wrapping around it, or a vice were being tightened across her temples.&nbsp; A string of spittle blew from between her teeth when she let out another snarl.&nbsp; Her claws gripped the sides of her head.&nbsp; Her mind was churning.&nbsp; So much pain and so many different sensations flooded through her.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; No human could endure this.&nbsp; They would have snapped.&nbsp; But she, she wasn't...she pushed the thought into the back of her mind.&nbsp; She could beat this. She had to.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie's skull was molten glass, bent and shaped, and glowing white hot.&nbsp; She could feel the moving bone beneath her fingers.&nbsp; Her scalp curved backward, thicker and longer.&nbsp; Regular ridges ran across it, all the way down to her cheekbones.&nbsp; It formed a thick crest, altering her head into an inhumanly elongated shape, then joined her skin again at her neck.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her colorless vision grew clearer and sharper.&nbsp; She could feel the gentle vibrations within the echo chamber that her crest formed.&nbsp; Her sight extended all around her.&nbsp; It bothered her human mind, unused to seeing in such a full angle.&nbsp; But when her head was no longer aching, it was as if she was granted a brief reprieve.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie leaned her back against the bed.&nbsp; Her hands reached for her arms and rubbed them.&nbsp; Her skin was slick with a slimy secretion.&nbsp; Gingerly, her claws wrapped around the mounds on her chest.&nbsp; They were heavy; they filled up her unfamiliar hands and sagged around them.&nbsp; A pleased clicking rose from the back of her throat.&nbsp; Her flesh was cold and rubbery.&nbsp; One claw prodded a nipple lightly.&nbsp; The nipple pulsed, then spread open into a larger orifice.&nbsp; The clicking grew faster when she pushed her claw into her open nipple.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her jaw sat open.&nbsp; Drool dripped over her lips.&nbsp; Her nostrils flared.&nbsp; The pizza hadn't been enough.&nbsp; Her tongue unrolled from her mouth and she leaned forward.&nbsp; Her claws scraped the box the pizza had come in into her lap.&nbsp; The cardboard crumpled as she gripped it.&nbsp; She pushed it into her mouth and began to eat.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She tore through the cardboard box like an animal.&nbsp; She didn't want to, but she couldn't stop herself.&nbsp; Even if she could have cried, she wouldn't have.&nbsp; She was growing numb to the horrors of her body.&nbsp; Jessie the human felt weak and tired.&nbsp; Jessie the beast was eager and hungry.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Both boxes disappeared down her throat, followed by the bottle of soda.&nbsp; First she gulped it down in visibly large bulges that traveled along her elongated throat.&nbsp; Then her jaws tore the plastic to shreds.&nbsp; She swallowed that too.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hunched over her suitcase, Jessie hunted for more food while gnawing on the edge of a cotton tee shirt.&nbsp; A downward dagger stabbing its way out of her back made her drop the shirt and claw at the ground in pain.&nbsp; Her muscles strained and pushed as new bone grew.&nbsp; Her animal-like legs quivered, then dropped out from under her. She was left her on her side, squirming and snarling.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Summoning up her willpower, she raised herself up on one arm.&nbsp; She reached behind her and grabbed the thick tail.&nbsp; It wriggled on its own.&nbsp; It was nervous just like she was.&nbsp; It was slick and bulky and sinewy.&nbsp; She could feel her back tensing and relaxing along with the muscles of her tail.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The tip of her tail was shaped like a club.&nbsp; Her hand squeezed her tail.&nbsp; The club separated and spread.&nbsp; It was made of four prehensile nubs, with a sticky, slimy orifice between them.&nbsp; The smell of the thick ooze burned in her nose.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie retched.&nbsp; Her stomach seized roughly.&nbsp; It was as if her insides were being torn apart.&nbsp; She clung to the floor as a large bulge rose up along her throat.&nbsp; Her jaw was wide.&nbsp; She gagged.&nbsp; She could taste the blood and the stomach acid; the sickly dark, viscous fluid that dripped from her mouth.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With a dull splat, her heart fell onto the floor.&nbsp; She stared at the fatty, fist-sized lump of muscle.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; No, she thought.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her nostrils twitched.&nbsp; She could smell meat.&nbsp; It was still warm.&nbsp; Her tongue was sliding down toward the heart.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I can't, she thought.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The clicking rose up in the back of her throat.&nbsp; Her tongue had touched it.&nbsp; The taste was musky and warm and faintly like rust and the aftertaste of acid reflux.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I don't want to, she thought.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her fangs spread wider.&nbsp; Her tail lashed behind her.&nbsp; There were no more thoughts like those.&nbsp; Her teeth tore into the meat.&nbsp; She ate hungrily, digging her face against the enticing scent.&nbsp; She had barely swallowed the last when another wave hit her.&nbsp; Her spine bristled.&nbsp; Her jaws were open wide.&nbsp; She pushed as she felt the lump sliding up her esophagus.&nbsp;&nbsp; Blood and other acrid fluids accompanied the wet thud of her liver falling onto the floor.&nbsp; With dullness and certainty born from instinct, she ate.  
  

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Pff, nahh, come on!" Emily said.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She giggled loudly as she walked down the row of doors.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Okay, okay, okay.&nbsp; See you tomorrow, or today, whatever."  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Emily broke out into more giggling with her friend.&nbsp; 'See you tomorrow' said at three in the morning was just hilarious if you were as drunk as they were.&nbsp; She took a deep breath, ran her fingers through her hair, and dug the key from her purse.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hey, Jessie, don't be naked," Emily said.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She gave the door a loud knock before stuffing the key into the slot.&nbsp; The door swung open.&nbsp;   
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Emily felt as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over her.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There was a thing.&nbsp; Its skin was blue and mottled and glossy with slime, like some sort of salamander's skin.&nbsp; It was too spindly; its legs and arms and neck too long to be human.&nbsp; Its eyeless face was spattered with deep red-brownish stains.&nbsp; And it was female.&nbsp; Mockingly female, as if it was making fun of the female form by its mere existence.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Emily was dumbstruck.&nbsp; She had to be dreaming.&nbsp; But there it was.&nbsp; And it was turning toward her.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It dropped the piece of meat in its mouth.&nbsp; Emily's hands groped for the doorknob.&nbsp; It sprung at her.&nbsp; It slammed Emily hard into the door.&nbsp; They toppled to the ground. Its long limbs were gripping her.&nbsp; Its claws ripped at her skin and tore at her clothes.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Emily shook her body from side to side.&nbsp; She had to get out.&nbsp; She was trapped underneath the creature.&nbsp; But she wasn't strong enough.&nbsp; Drool was dripping onto her shoulder.&nbsp; The cold, slick skin pressed against her own.&nbsp; A hiss sounded next to her ear.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Emily screamed out loud.&nbsp; Something wet, cold and thick rammed itself into her pussy.&nbsp; She dared to glance over her shoulder, and saw the thing's tail buried between her legs.&nbsp; She shuddered and her body jerked.&nbsp; In the most base sense of the word, it was bringing her pleasure.&nbsp; But she didn't want any of it.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Help, someone!" Emily cried.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Someone had to be awake in a room nearby.&nbsp; They could call the police.&nbsp; They'd save her.&nbsp; She had to get saved.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The tail was driven deeper into her.&nbsp; The creature's slime acted as a natural lubricant.&nbsp; It lodged deep inside of her.&nbsp; All the while, she was screaming, she was kicking, she was beating on the creature's chest and twisting away.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The club spread its appendages.&nbsp; Emily's eyes watered.&nbsp; Her voice was hoarse, but she still screamed.&nbsp; The four nubs forced open her cervix.&nbsp; The creature's tail was pulsing; it was tensing along its length.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A flood began to rush into her.&nbsp; Thick slime and small, wriggling things.&nbsp; They came gushing into her womb.&nbsp; Her stomach distended.&nbsp; She could feel the motion of the living things inside of her.&nbsp; She felt like she was going to throw up.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Emily's folds were turning blue like the alien creature's.&nbsp; The blasting slime and larvae kept its rapid pace.&nbsp; Her stomach was bigger by the minute.&nbsp; It hung off her frame.&nbsp; It was swollen, oversized, too big to be natural.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A whimper left the back of Emily's throat.&nbsp; Her eyes slowly glazed over.&nbsp; A dull smile layered over her face.&nbsp; She was going to be a mother.&nbsp; Why shouldn't she be happy?  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With a few final spurts of just the nutrient slime, the creature's tail slid out of Emily.&nbsp; Her tongue was already growing longer.&nbsp; Her short-clawed hands rested on her overly swollen stomach.&nbsp; Her arms and legs felt tired, but she didn't mind.&nbsp; She was made to incubate larvae.&nbsp; She didn't need to be active.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Emily's lips closed around one of the creature's nipples.&nbsp; She prodded it with her tongue until it widened.&nbsp; Then she slid her tongue into the nipple and sucked.&nbsp; She gulped down the gray sludge that oozed from its nipples.&nbsp; The creature clicked quickly.&nbsp; Emily responded with her own thankful clicks.  
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her eyes were already clouding over.&nbsp; The cold, blue-mottled skin spread over her body.&nbsp; Emily smiled as she let herself become a breeder.&nbsp; She was safe.&nbsp; The creature would protect her and bring her food.   
  

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jessie was happy too.&nbsp; There was a whole buffet of humans in the motel, enough for her to eat her fill and still have plenty left over to breed.&nbsp;&nbsp; Her ovipositor flexed eagerly.&nbsp; She left the swollen, changing girl sprawled on the floor.&nbsp; She could hear voices in the rooms around her.&nbsp; Drops of slime and saliva trailed behind her. The door came off its hinges as if tape had been holding it to the wall.&nbsp; The cool, damp night air felt like home against her skin.

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