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Xenomorph Toy: Hive Activities

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Anticipation… desire… need… lust… obedience. All of it swirls within Maria’s body. Bound, helpless, her prowess contained by her Mistress, her queen… her Maker. Yet there is more to it than that as the sweet domineering conditioning voices swirl within her mind, molding her thoughts into primal perfection she has always wanted to be. She has given into her new thoughts, accepted her mindset and is ready to grow, fully into the role she’s molded into. Her body is complete, she feels her mind is complete, but there’s another test task to be given to her. One that will put everything she’s learned to the test.

Her body tenses, excitement rushes through her as that delightful black and cyan blur steps into view, “Toy is a good toy. Toy obeys Maker. Toy obeys its queen. K-2003 is its queen.” Phrases so pure and perfect, they are her law, her everything. The programming has seeped into every ounce of her essence as she waits in unbridled anticipation for what will happen next. So many times, it's happened before, unsure how many she has left. The slowing of the flow of rubber, the warmth it brings fading, the surge of cool air across her hard rubber chitin skin. She is a sexy killing machine, ready to… A long-drawn hiss escapes her mouth, inner jaw extending outwards as the front of the mold is pulled from the front of her sleek shiny body, “It is so ready to obey Mistress. Give it a command. It wants to obey.”

K-2003 smiles, reaching up to gently run its fingers across the ribbed cage, “Good Morning toy-to-be, are you ready for your final big test before this one will take you to the next and final stage of your development?” it asks, leaning forward, hiking its own rump.

“Yes Mistress, yes this one’s queen. Anything, everything for you, for the hive,” she thinks as she presses her body along those delectable fingertips. She softly hisses, as she pulls a bit more out of the mold with a schlunk, air rushing across more of her latex, causing her to shiver in delight. Only her queen’s touch stops her from moving out any further from her wondrous pod.

“Such an eager, lovely toy,” it says, sliding its hands across the body, squeaking along the drone with such a wonderful music as its claws gently caress around the tight chitin sex lips, feeling the warmth and wetness, despite how tight the seal is, “This one knows you’ll do great in this little scenario. And what’s fun, it’ll be all filmed to help splice together some of the advertisements. Now normally this one doesn’t do filming of a toy product till its complete, but this one has been just so…” it leans in nuzzling along the xenomorph’s head, licking across its lips, coiling its tongue around the inner mouth to draw it into her own, giving it a firm tantalizing suckle and then releasing it with a pop, “Pleased with your work, and such positive results from some of the previous customers that it has asked some to come back for a bit of round two fun.”

“Yes this one’s queen. It knows, it earns for your praise. Thank you for your commands, your words, your guidance. It serves and it obeys,” she thinks, hissing in delight, letting out soft pleasure screams of delight, ready to escape the pod, to execute the commands given, “We’ve gone over what to do. It is ready…” she thinks, as the sergal toy pulls away, letting her step out fully, her tail needing an extra tug to pop out, the blade looking sharp, tantalizing, ready to be used in ways one could only dream of. Her prey mantis-like stance, walking with thumping footsteps only because she wants to be heard.

K-2003 gently caresses the toy-to-be, guiding her forward, “Our guests will be here in an hour so we have a little bit of time to get ready, but this one is sure you are already so eager to greet them, take them, bind them, convert them, play with them in the ways that only a lovely drone like yourself can do. Make them scream in delight as pleasure surges forth through them, mixing horror and pleasure in such ways that makes that lizard brain of theirs just want more.”

Maria hissed, leaning in close to her queen, following in her footsteps, as the sergal kept well with her height, making her feel so small when she’s so powerful. Her body ached for the dichotomy of delights, “Yes this one’s queen. Instinct is wonderful. It follows and obeys.”

They walk onto the store floor; the lights are dimmed as toys are busy working and preparing for the day. There’s a large section in the middle of the store that has white curtains drawn that read “Caution Area Under construction. Avert your eyes!” The sergal toy walks to it and peeks through the curtain rump hiked as it balances itself, “Oh it's coming along nicely, it should be nice and ready for your debut in just a few days,” it says with a rump wiggle, whipping its head back out, closing the curtain, “The other toys are working so hard to have it ready with all the new toys and objects we’ll be selling for everyone’s wonderful delights,” it almost sings… poorly, turning back to Maria, “But enough about that, we have to get ready for the video recording approved lustful playful role play moment between you and two wonderful customers who are going to come back for more. You remember what you are going to do?”

Maria’s sex quivers in delight, the tingle of pleasure rolling through her body. Everything in her aches for more, the glee of following through with the well molded body desires, it's everything she’s ever wanted, and somehow more. She hisses and presses close to her queen, lowering her head.

K-2003 smiles gently caressing that faceless ribbed domed head, “How absolutely wonderful. This one knows this will be grand. And to think after this we’ll be ready to give you something new, but that is later when you go through your final processing into the perfect toy this one knows you’ve always been,” it says with delight, guiding her down to the toy testing rooms, leading the toy-to-be all the way down to the very last door on the right.

The sergal toy peeks through the door, “Ah wonderful it's exactly like we’ve hoped. It’ll have to thank its fellow toys for working so hard to get this room set up for you customers when all is ready, this one is just so excited. It knows a lot of customers have been clamoring for a toy like yourself to be available,” it says then stops itself, “Did this one say clambering? It meant clamoring. Though this one would bet some would climb over others to get a chance to enjoy you… it really should make sure we don’t have black Friday syndrome here… safety is key. No clambering only clamoring,” it says with an affirmative nod, stepping out and activating the hidden elevator to take them down below…

Amber drummed her fingers across the steering wheel. She sat in the mostly empty Toys-4-U parking lot, waiting for the minutes to tick by, “I came a little early…” she mutters to herself in frustration. The brown furred vixen adjusts her glasses as her tail swishes in the tail compartment. Her purple latex attire feels wonderful against her fur, but it's hidden under her stereotypical white coat, scientist attire, “Just a bit longer…”

A blue and purple car pulls up beside hers, she looks over to see a blue and purple ear finned sea dragon sitting in the car, “Oh that’s her. She’s cuter in person,” she thinks, feeling her cheeks grow warm as her ears fold back, averting her gaze as their eyes meet for just a moment.

Exenthal smirks, “Awe she’s so cute when she’s shy. I hope we have a lot of fun with this,” she thinks as she steps out of the car, revealing her very nicely done colonial space marine attire, complete with a helmet. She stretches and walks over to vixen’s car, her lovely long tail with its black main swishing curiously behind her, “Hello there. You must be Amber, right?”

The vixen tightens her grip on the steering wheel letting out a yip of a yes.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you in person.”

Amber takes a deep breath and looks up at her, enjoying her lovely curves that subtly show through her uniform as she rolls down the window, “T-thanks. You look great,” She replies, “I guess I’m not the only one who came early.”

“I didn’t want to be late, that's for sure. I absolutely adore this place. I just wish it wasn’t so far away from the city. The drive is meh, but it's worth it.”

“Yeah, I got here a bit early… They should be opening soon.”

Exenthal looks around, seeing a few more cars pull into the parking lot, “Come lets get to the front before a line forms.”

The vixen squirms a little, “Right,” she replies, stepping out of the car, taking the dragoness’ hand as they head to the front.

“A little nervous?”

“That and excited,” she replies with a blush.

“Me too,” she replies with a friendly smile as they walk up the front of the store with security guards stationed on either end.

“You certainly don’t look it.”

“Helps to be in uniform,” she giggles.

“Yeah,” she responds with a tail swish, as they catch a sleek black and cyan sergal toy approaching the front.

The two are drawn to the smooth shiny rubber toy, its hips swaying, with nothing to hide. Exenthal’s smile grows as she admires the sergal while Amber’s blush does so in equal measure. The toy opens the doors and offers its hand to them.

“Welcome to Toys-4-U megastore, this one has been expecting you two. It’s glad you could make it on time.”

Exenthal takes the toy’s hand, “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Amber takes the other toy’s smooth rubber hand, her heart fluttering in the toy’s tight yet tender grip, “Neither would I.”

“Well why would you want to do that? If you had the world, you could get it anyway, for we are in the world.”

Exenthal giggles, “Miss K-2003 it’s a turn of phrase, you’ve heard of it before.”

“It has but not quite understand it…”

Amber speaks up, “It means we wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

“For anything?” the toy gasps, “This one thinks that is a bit much, but appreciates the thought,” it says, guiding them through the store, toward the back as the sound of toys greeting the other customers rings out, with pleasant and wonderful squeaks.

Exenthal lets out a draconic purr, “You are a rather curious one, but I find it amusing.”

“This one tries to be itself to the best it can be,” it says with a nod, “Now before we go any further…” it says, turning to them, at the very end of the Toy testing room hallway, “Do you both have your NDA’s and release forms all signed, fine and dandy?”

Exenthal whips hers out of a breast pocket, “Here it is.”

Amber scrambles for a moment, “I have it right over…” she pats herself down, locating it in her deep coat pocket, “here.”

The sergal toy looks over the papers, “Everything is in order, how wonderful,” it says, reaching behind it to subtly open up the secret elevator, “This one hopes you understand to keep Toys-4-U secrets a secret.”

Amber smiles and nods, “Of course.”

Exenthal admires the toy, as the elevator opens up behind it like magic, “One hundred percent, though what would happen if we say… broke the agreement.”

The toy holds the elevator open for them to step inside, not saying anything till the doors behind it close and it hits the button for the very bottom floor, “Well if that happened, then this one would just have to turn you all into good toys that won’t say anything about our company secrets.”

Amber blushes, “Oh my…”

Exenthal remarks, “That doesn’t sound like a deterrence to me.”

K-2003 giggles, “Oh relax, this one was just joking. We here at Toys-4-U do not turn people into toys. We make high quality toys out of high-quality material and sell it all at a high quality price,” it says with an affirmative nod.

Exenthal sighs, “Shame, I was really hoping,” she giggles.

Amber remarks, “I’m not sure if my Mistress would be pleased or disappointed in something like that,” she says, rubbing her hands together.

K-2003 responds, “This one would hate to do anything that would get in the way in the loving wonderful relationship it is sure you and your Mistress share.”

The vixen smiles, “Thanks I appreciate that,” she replies as the elevator dings and the door slides open revealing the toy laboratory run by a bunch of different color doe and gazelle toys, with a purple and yellow one taking lead as it moves about, making sure everything is in order only stopping when it catches the trio approach.

X-2953 bows with a loud teasing squeak, “Toy Mistress, it is pleased to see you here again so soon. Everything is ready and ready to be recorded.”

“Wonderful,” K-2003 says gently, petting its fellow toy’s head with a delightful squeak, “Is the movie prop gun ready?”

“It is Toy Mistress, it's just right outside the filming room.”

Amber meekly raises her hand, “I know we are being filmed but does this mean there will be a lot of people watching us initially?”

“Oh, no, we are using built in cameras and hovering drones to get dynamic filming, which will only be controlled by two other toys. So, fret not your kinky heart, it will be a very private moment with you two and its xenomorph toy,” it explains as they reach the door with an iconic futuristic pulse rifle hanging on a stand.

Amber blushes, feeling her stomach fill with butterflies, her sex growing hotter as she is torn between feeling relief or sad that there aren’t going to be more eyes on her.

“Amber, you may go inside first. You’ll get hunted and set up for the scene. Exenthal sweetie. While that happens, we’ll go over the rifle and its uses and what it will do. It won’t fire anything real but do a nice little flash. Anything else will be added in post to give that fearful, exciting, arousing kinky alien movie-esk feel.”

Exenthal lets out a draconic purr, already having picked up the weapon, “This is going to be so fun. I can’t wait to see what the final product is going to look like.”

“Oh, it's going to be wonderful, with many parts to it, like a mini movie in of itself… this one wonders if it should get into the movie making business for those who want kinky good movies… so many pizza delivery guys getting tips… they need cash not sex, they have to pay for their own gas you know,” it says with an affirmative nod, pressing itself up against the dragoness, breasts squeaking loudly, “For now, let this one show you how it all works,” it says, its claws run across the dragon’s arms as they go over the features.

Exenthal takes a deep breath, “Gosh the toy feels so good against me. I would just love to be taken by it… R-relax Exey, you can do this. You are to be a tough marine… stay in character.”

Amber swallows a lump in her throat and steps into the room. It’s dark, but not too dark that she can’t see the black glistening rubber alien chitin along the walls, making her feel like she’s in the belly of the beast. The ribbed cage look makes her shudder and as the door closes behind her with a squeak and a thud she jumps.

She spins around finding it difficult to see where the door even was, “Oh my… I’m trapped in here… I went down the wrong hallway,” she huffs as she thinks, “I have to be in character now… scientist. One who helped create this alien variant… excited yet afraid of what has happened…”

She walks away from the wall, “It happened so fast… my wonderful creation has grown so…” she huffs, her tail flicking with excitement as she looks around, “I-I can’t admire… I need to get out. I don’t want to join all the others here. I am too smart to join them,” she puffs her cheeks.

“If I can just sneak past without drawing attention to myself, I should be able to get away. All I can do is hope the company doesn’t tan my hide for this fiasco…” she blushes a bit, “Too much,” as she thinks of her Mistress. She manages to get halfway through the rather large room when there’s a long drawn-out hiss behind her. Her fur stands on end as a tingle runs down her spine, her sex growing warmer as she stops dead in her tracks, “Ahh…” she huffs, slowly turning around to be face to “face” with the xenomorph creature, “F-fuck.”

Maria moves quickly, tearing and ripping off the vixen’s white lab coat, removing her outer clothes to reveal the sleek deep purple latex stockings, fingerless long opera gloves with matching bra and panties.

Amber lets out a scream, trying her best to hide her excitement and arousal as she’s pushed up against a wall with strength yet care. The alien’s squeaky body sends shivers through her as the bladed tail grinds itself against her sex, pressing up against that hot vent, making it camel toe. The xenomorph’s black and blue rubber hands grip her head, holding there as he lets out a moanful whimper.

Maria hisses, grinding the blade tail harder against the sex as she lets her inner mouth out and runs it across the vixen’s muzzle. It cups her breast, squeaking the latex as it rubs along the nipples, giving her mounds a nice firm squeeze.

She whimpers and moans gasping as she feels helpless against the powerful sexy creature. Her arousal burns with delight as she eyes the inner mouth run across her muzzle. The sharp deadly teeth pressed up against her till… The xenomorph moves in for a kiss, slipping its inner mouth into hers, stuffing her maw with itself, forcing her moans and screams to become completely muffled.

She doesn’t take notice of the silently hovering filming drones as her tongue coils around the black and blue rubber second mouth. She suckles on it as its pumped into the back of her throat over and over again. She arches her back as she presses up against the deadly creature. She tenses as the mouth pushes down the back of her throat, her glasses slipping off her face as her tongue is pulled along for the ride and then… the blade slips underneath her panties and into her.

She shudders, her toes clenching, torn between what she’s supposed to do, to try to fight and push the powerful wonderful woman monster off of her and to simply let it have her way with her. She barely manages to get her thoughts in order as she tries to hit it, but it’s to no avail, the thought of which only makes her grow more excited. Her submissive instincts fueling her delight as her legs become weak and she slumps down against the creature that continues to take her, pinning her to the wall as it pulls out of her mouth only to spill forth resin to bind her limbs to the wall.

She pants, wanting that sweet rubber mouth back against her tongue, but her gaze is locked as her purple rubber clad limbs are bound against black hardening latex, one and then the other, leaving her bound and helpless. She tugs and pulls against the binds, finding them seemingly impossible to break.

The xenomorph fingers run across her fur, pulling and tugging her bra off, revealing her supple breasts, as it takes a moment to give them a firm gentle squeeze. The massive alien pulls and tugs at her panties with its bladed tail tip, pulling right off of her and whipping them off to the side.

Her sex glistens with her hot juices, her body craving more… and more, to be touched and handled in such a blissful way as she watches with complete and utter wonderful helplessness as the alien lets go of her breasts, leaving them aching for just one more touch, as she finds her legs are next to be bound to the floor, leaving bound against the wall and shackled to the floor. Her legs are forced apart as body burns for more, “W-what do you intend to do to me?” she manages to say but all she hears is the creature’s monstrously arousing hiss.

“This one is going to do what it was told and show you a wonderful time. You’ll be joining the hive for a while,” Maria thinks as she turns around, positioning her sex in front of the vixen’s muzzle, “Lick,” she thinks, hissing it out as she brings her head down between the vixen’s legs.

The tight female sex presented before her. A familiar welcomed sight as she leans forward running her tongue across the rubber, getting a taste of the delightful rubbery and tangy sex. She presses her muzzle against it, taking in the aroma and the heat of it makes her mouth water. She licks even harder, trying to force open that tight and powerful sex as it’s pushed tighter against her lips, forcing her mouth open and then… her sex is penetrated by that wonderful inner mouth.

Maria feels the vixen’s body twitch, her moans vibrate through the nearly completed xenomorph toy’s body. She slowly pushes in deeper into the warm delightful lady sex, tasting every inch of her insides and the sweet nectar she produces. She opens her inner mouth, enlarging the end as she slowly pulls back, spreading and pulling the vixen’s walls, pulling till just the head is left in, before she thrusts back in

Amber jerks and tugs, moaning deeply as her saliva drools down her chin as she forces with all her might to crack open that wonderful sex, to taste the monster nectar, loving the taste as it rolls down her tongue. The powerful female sex grips her tongue, pinching it just enough that it makes her think of when her mistress grabbed it, and showed her where to really lick to give her the most pleasure. A shiver runs down her spine, the pleasure within her loins builds faster… faster till it hits her like a ton of bricks.

She screams into the monster’s crotch, slurping down her nectar as she shoots out her hot juices, coating the xeno’s inner jaws with her tasty lubricant, feeding the creature with what it wanted, and drawing out her wondrous afterglow. She grinds her hips against the toy, wanting to edge out a little bit more before there’s nothing more she could give, leaving her body exhausted, panting, wanting for more, tongue trapped by the creature till it releases it. She swirls her tongue in her maw, licking her lips to savor the flavor as the xeno turns back to her, “D-do your worse,” she whimpers.

“With pleasure, for this one’s queen and hive,” she thinks, pushing her inner jaws back into the vixen’s maw, holding her head still as she pumps in and out of her mouth. Her prey shudders and swallows down her own juices that are slathered across the inner mouth.

Amber’s eyes roll back into her head, savoring the taste and flavor of her own juices, loving every moment when a new flavor floods her mouth, a slick rubbery feeling as a phallic plug is formed within her mouth, chitin is formed across her mouth, tying her mouth shut as her head is bound up against the wall, coating her head till only her nostrils are visible. She whines in delight, her sex twitching, as she is delved into darkness. All she can do is let out soft muffled moans with only the air whistling through her nostrils as the only sounds she can make, “Now to be saved… and have the real fun to happen,” she thinks, growing more excited as her arousal quickly begins to build up once again… as she’s left waiting for the next act.

K-2003 gently caresses Exenthal’s back, “Are you ready?” it asks, wiggling its rump.

The dragoness nods, “Born ready.”

“Wow, born ready? Colored this one impressed… though it does now wonder what the color of impressed is…”

The dragon giggles, “Please K-2003. No more of that. I want to stay in character.”

“This one apologizes, it didn’t want to knock you out of the zone. Please go out, do your best, have fun. And don’t worry, if this doesn’t go well we can always do another take,” it says, opening the door, and gently pushing the dragon inside.

“Wait, another take?” she asks as the door behind her clothes. She shakes off the comment, pulling up her pulse rifle with the butt of the weapon pressed against her shoulder, and the motion tracker beeping out with its ring, “Okay… no movement,” she states, putting up the facade of confidence, pulling out a small cylindrical device with a counting down number, “Dr. Amber should be nearby according to this tracker.”

The sea dragoness uses a flashlight taped to the front of her gun to pierce into the darkness. She steps deeper into the room, “Amber?” she calls out as her voice echoes, the sound of screeches and hisses echo out in the distance. Exenthal stiffens, “Bad idea, I need to remain quiet,” she says, scanning the ceiling and walls for any sign of movement. She looks back at her distance tracker, “Just a bit more.”

Amber moans into her xenomorph gag, twitching and squirming, left wanting more as the lovely dragoness stands out in the darkness. She tries to pull at her bonds in a vain attempt to break free or catch the dragon’s attention who jumps and turns to a hiss from a pipe.

Exenthal’s weapon makes a clack, clack noise, the tip of it lighting up as it has a built in kick that walks the weapon up a bit, “Shit, shit, shit. I need to be more careful. What if I hit the cooling ducts? That could lead to this whole place exploding sky high,” she says as she regains control over her weapon.

She survey’s the area around her, the motion detector giving a scanning blip when it finally detects something. She turns her attention in that direction her light shining up on the naked and bound Amber, her mouth covered in resin as the hapless vixen struggles, which causes her breasts to jiggle and bounce.

“There you are!” she exclaims, tensing and then rushing over, “There you are,” she says with a soft whisper, “Don’t worry I’ll get you out of here,” she says, working to tear the gag off the vixen’s face, revealing just how big and xeno-mouth shaped the dildo gag was. Exenthal blushes at it, “Oh my,” she thinks.

Amber pants, licking her lips, “Hurry, I don’t know how long till she returns.”

Exenthal stops and tilts her head, “She?”

Amber blushes and doesn’t say anything.

“Never mind that, let’s get out of here,” she says, reaching over to try to tear off the resin binding her limb but as she does, she catches Amber’s eyes going wide.

“L-l-l…” she stammers.

Exenthal tightens her grip on her gun slowly standing up.

Maria has already uncurled herself from her hiding position in the ceiling behind the pair. She lowers herself, her massive, long bladed tail positioning itself slowly between the dragoness legs and just as she’s about to turn, the xenomorph strikes.

The dragoness moans and pulls the trigger on her weapon, it clacks and goes off the shots going wild as the bladed tip pierces through her meant to break away clothes, pushing right into her crotch, filling her sex with the deadly tool.

The dragon shudders in pleasure, her sex clenching onto the protrusion as she puts on the best look of shock and horror, trying to turn around and shoot the monster which knocks the weapon out of her hands, well out of reach as it bounces across the wall. The tail goes deeper into her body as she arches her back, her body held tightly by the xenomorph as she’s pinned against the wall right over Amber.

Maria strips her target of her clothes, “Soon you’ll be great sister toys with it,” it thinks letting out a long-drawn out hiss. She keeps her tail half coiled around Exenthal’s leg forcing the dragon to keep them spread right over Amber’s head, who can’t help but blush and smile at being so close to the action. The xenomorph tail blade pumps into her hot wet folds, pushing deeper, the bladed tip tickling the dragon’s sensitive insides with a hint of danger that really makes the pleasure pop.

Exenthal weakly fights against the black and blue rubber alien. She stares into its smooth eyeless face as it moves in closer, hissing loudly as it pushes its inner mouth into hers, muffing the dragoness’ moans as her warm juices flow down out of her like a river.

Amber feels the first drop then the second. She lifts her head back, mouth open wide accepting the rain of female juices as they drizzle down onto her tongue and lips, licking them every so often as they are just out of reach. She helplessly watches the tail move in and out, making her sex quiver, wanting to get in on the action, but no matter how hard she tries, the bonds holding her place do not break. Accepting her fate to simply enjoy the aftermath of the pleasures hanging over her.

The dragoness continues to fight, but it's more for show than anything else. She suckles and groans into the second mouth, her tongue coiling around its rubbery goodness as her throat is filled time and time again, taking the deep throating phallic object with absolute delight. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as her breasts are squished by the xenomorph’s ribbed smooth rubber chest. She continues to milk the tail in her, as pleasures rock across her body. It's only when her body clothes are completely removed, leaving nothing but her blue, black and purple scales that the pumping inner mouth is pulled out of her hungry maw so the creature can pump out resin from its mouth and bind her hand to the wall.

The creature hisses in delight, “You won’t be getting away from your fate sister toy,” Maria thinks in delight. Her aching sex quivers at the thought. It glistens in the low light that catches Amber’s eyes.

The vixen’s heart thrums with delight as she takes in the lovely aroma of latex and lust that surrounds her. Each squeak and moan overhead makes her moan out, wanting to join in the chorus of pleasure.

With each limb bound, the dragoness felt all the more delighted as her sex quivered and ached, ready to unleash her glory yet she was left on edge, the bladed tail could easily be enough to satiate her body’s need yet it was always kept on a razor edge between bliss and oblivious. She cries out, “Release me,” in some weak attempt to have a say in the matter but the xenomorph simply continues to bind her legs to the wall, locking her in place.

Maria hisses, trailing her claws along the dragoness’ scales, removing the tail as she places her head between those lovely thick thighs. She spreads the sex wide so she can give right into the hot vent, wanting to get a taste and as she drinks down the delicious fluids her tail finds work between Amber’s legs, stoking the flames within the vixen, making her cry out for more.

Exenthal is given the same deep thrusting wide mouth treatment that Amber had experienced earlier. She moans and arches her back, using every inch of her limited movement to thrust her hips against the xenomorph's face. She tries to close her legs only so she could lock that glorious head between her thighs, but the resin is too strong and she’s only left feeling all the more vulnerable, which adds even more fuel to the fires that burn in her nether region.

She bites her lower lip as she squirms and wiggles like a worm on a hook. There’s little she can do as she’s taken so deeply, thoroughly, passionately. She sings sweet music of her lustful passion as she’s on the verge of breaking and soon enough her dam does.

Her hot juices gush out of her, flooding Maria's mouth with her essence, the overflow trickling down onto Amber who is all too happy to enjoy what’s given to her. Being sure not to miss a single drop as her tongue extends out, wanting to lick that hot vent, and just barely missing it where she can feel the heat coming from the dragoness’ aroused sex.

Maria gives a few slow solid pumps into the dragoness’ sex, drawing out a few more quivers, a couple more moans as her inner mouth is milked for all its worth. She continues to milk the afterglow for every single moment before slowly pulling out, hissing out in approval and disappearing into the darkness, leaving the two girls to hang there in the low light the flashlight conveniently positioned by the leaving xenomorph’s foot to shine right on the two spent girls.

Amber shivers, “A-are you alright?” she asks, looking up at the dragon while admiring the view from below.

“Y-yeah… but we need to get out of here before she does something to us.”

Amber blushes, “Y-yes, that would be terrible. This new variant of xenomorph has an altered reproductive system and as much as I'd like to know more, I don’t want to be…” she trails off, unable to bring herself to say such a falsehood.

“Be what?” Exenthal replies with a feigned ignorance.

The room grows brighter, the hovering drones stay out of each other’s way, one follows the xenomorph from one side of the room to the other. The sleek near completed toy xenomorph grabs a sleek rubbery egg, of a deep dark purple color. Both of the bound girls watch the xenomorph with eagerness and frightful excitement as the egg is brought forward, “Very soon,” she thinks, letting out a long drawn-out hiss.

Amber shudders and shakes her head, “No, no, no,” as she thinks, “Oh yes, yes, yes.”

Exenthal feigns ignorance, “What is it? What’s going on?” she says with a grunt as she tugs at her constraints.

“She’s going to egg us, turn us into one of them.”

“But that’s not how their eggs work.”

Amber can’t help but hide her smile, “But these do…”

The massive rubber shiny egg’s top petals open up with a hiss and a creak. Long spider-like face hugger legs reach out from the liquid goo. The drones get a clear view of the shiny rubber liquid contained within, taking shape of face hugger, as it drips and connects to the rest of the liquid with its tail. The dark purple latex shines in the light as Amber’s eyes are locked right onto it. Her sex clenches as she stiffens up, ready for the moment for it to strike. Each passing moment feels like an eternity of waiting, craving for it to…

Strike. The face hugger leaps with incredible speed reaching out for Amber’s head. The vixen lets out a yiff of surprise, mouth open partly from the sudden shock and partly because she wanted it to happen. Adrenaline rushes through her veins, slowing the moment down in an example of the laws of relativity and time.

A flow of latex follows the face hugger as if it's dragging the contents of the egg with it. It’s ovipositor reaches out, aiming straight toward the vixen’s maw. The dark purple sheen glistens in the light as it moves in closer and closer, blocking out more of her world as all attention is on this marvelous erotic deadly creature. Only a single heartbeat moment has passed and the distance between it and her face has halved, just one more glorious beat to go and it’ll be around her.

Fur stands up on end a tingle runs down her spine, body twitching, aching, as those outstretched fingers move closer and closer. Now all she can see is the rubber face hugger, unable to see the flowing liquid rubber trail behind it. She tastes the ovipositor pushing into her mouth, running across her tongue, as her tongue has just begun to move to coil around it as it goes deep into her muzzle. Darkness envelopes her world, her moans are stifled as the creature coils around her head, the tail around her neck letting her feel that tail choker as it lasts for a few glorious seconds that last for undying minutes in Amber’s mind as the face hugger melts around her head, starting the transformation as the latex clings and wraps around her body.

“Amber!” Exenthal calls out as the rubber flows across the vixen’s body, quickly hiding away her lupine features, her breasts jutting out under a chiton armor, the rib cage standing out as the inner mouth forms and pushes out, a hiss escaping Amber’s lips as the head steadily smooths out, elongates becoming ever more phallic in nature, matching the movies to an uncanny degree.

Amber huffs, her body squeezed as the latex flows across every inch of herself. The loving grip of latex surrounding her, the taste, the smell. Blinded, she’s able to fully focus and appreciate the joy of what’s happening, the resin around her limbs melts away, giving full access to her body as she falls from the wall, hiking her rump as the rubber swirls and coils around it, crafting the deadly and long xenomorph tail. Slowly the sensation of the new body connects with her, expanding her mental horizon of what is her.

The bound dragoness tries to act appalled by what she’s seeing, “Amber no!” she exclaims, “Fight it!” she adds as her body grows more aroused. Her wet sex and perked nipples give telltale signs that she wishes that was her, and soon it enough it will be, as she’s so enthralled by the transformation of her vixen companion that she doesn’t notice that Maria has brought another egg, same in shape and sheen but different in color. Dark teal, dashes of purple and black mark this egg as it's brought close to her.

The squeaks, moans and hisses of Amber’s transformation hide the eggs opening. Exenthal’s purple eyes are locked on that xenomorph taking shape right before her eyes like magic. The tight chitin sex visible, her bladed tail and then… darkness.

The dragon’s surprised roar is muffled by the warm latex embrace of the creature wrapping around her head. Pushing rubber into her mouth, flooding her senses as the warm latex coils around her neck, forming a tight collar around her neck. She stiffens and tugs at the constraints as the rubber slides along her body, around her breasts, cupping and massaging them tenderly as they become a perfect fit for her bust. Her mind’s eye can just imagine the chitin cover look to them as the rubbery embrace slithers down her belly and back side.

Her moans turn into hisses, she can hear it through her body, as the sweet smell of latex and arousal floods through her nostrils. Her tongue is captured by the rubber, held hostage by it as her mouth and throat is filled to the brim. She feels like she’s taking a massive dildo down her throat, her gag reflex non-existent as she swallows down the rubber, which makes her new forming inner jaw extend out from her mouth. She feels it, and more than she feels it there, she feels the inner mouth as if it was her own.

Tingles spread through her scales and body, spreading out and around her as that corruptive delightful latex slide across her belly and down to her nether regions. The warm liquid rolls across her even hotter vent, coiling and pushing into her folds, spreading her draconic slit as it slithers its way inside, coating the insides of her sensitive tender pink skin.

The dragon clenches on the rubber as it shifts and moves through her, filling her yet shifting with each squeeze her sex makes. It feels like she’s playing with an oobleck fluid. It grows hard and solid with each squeeze, forcing her sex a part, pleasuring every bit of her depths as her outer loins are massaged and grow hard and protected, the xenomorph chitin take shape. And at other times the rubber becomes slick and liquid so it may delve in deeper to pleasure every bit of her folds and beyond.

No hole is left un-pleasured as she shudders just as her rear is taken. She bucks forward, breaking free of one her binds as he clenches down. Every orifice she has is flooded and filled to the brim, teased and toyed with, rekindling the lustful fires within her. Another bond broken as her legs are enveloped by the latex. She falls to her hands and knees hissing out, the inner mouth moving in and out as she adjusts to the feeling. Her breasts are squeezed, teased, played with, within the hard rubber chitin, making her look all the more seductive and deadly just as her tail transitions to that of the long and deadly xenomorph bladed tail, only thickened to the point to contain her dragon tail, keeping her as true to the xenomorph’s deadly nature as possible.

Both Amber and Exenthal hear a whisper in their minds after another tingle down their spines and up into their minds, “Lovely drones for the hive. Sister drones please each for the hive. Serve the hive. Obey the hive.” The light level hypnosis guides and enhances their experience, enhancing their desires and need to mate with their sister hive mates and as they sink into the twilight bliss of pleasure, driving their instincts forward with the guiding hand of the rubber collars firmly around their necks,

Their visions clear as they sink into their new mindsets, a mixture of their own wants and needs. The sexual arousal, the lust, the passion building up within them, makes it feel they haven’t had sex for years. Their viral feral natures coming through, guided by the hypnotic voice, while keeping to a degree of their senses. Their decisions are still their own. Desires their own. Just all filtered through a xenomorph filter made for them to give into their deepest darkest desires within the rubber hive.

Maria hisses pleasantly as her two new sister drones come into being. Amber, the dark purple breasted xenomorph, her strong powerful sex, glistening with juices, while Exenthal is of dark teal, purples and blacks. Her breasts are as luscious as Amber’s.

The two new drones hiss back in delight, gently rubbing up along the other’s body, wanting to explore, see, feel. Their visions clear their bodies, their own, complete needy creatures with spines jutting from their backs. Their long phallic heads rub up against one another, teasing and pleasing their mind in ways they did not think possible. The latex ripples across their bodies, adding to the delight so it goes far beyond what they think they are feeling as their imaginations are crafted and molded into reality.

Maria nuzzles and hisses back, caressing the two new drone’s heads with an understanding of the girl’s interests, she pushes Amber onto the ground, her back spines bending, but also the rubber floor bending around her back as she lets out a deep hiss, “Bind her,” she thinks.

In Amber’s mind she hears the hiss, understands it as “A good drone for the hive. Remain still as you are bound.”

In Exenthal’s, she hears, “Hold her down, so we may bind her for the hive.” She shivers at the thought, following commands, a drone, part of something greater than herself. Her sex aches for more, her sexual delights growing as she pins Amber’s limbs to the ground as Maria unleashes her liquid latex, binding Amber in the tough resin.

So strong, so powerful yet so weak against the other powerful girls. Amber moans, arching her back as her feet are bound to the floor. Less to have to worry about as her legs are left spread open. She lets out a single plea hissing, thinking, “Please not my arms. I want to embrace those lovely thighs in my claws.”

Maria hisses out, “The hive will consider,” she responds as she makes sure that Amber’s feet are firmly locked into place. A few moments later she feels a tingle through her body, a long drawn-out pleasing hiss, “The hive has approved.”

Amber hisses, “Thank you.”

The conversation is whispered into Exenthal’s head as suddenly there is a flash in her head, a position to take. She subconsciously nods as she climbs over Amber, hiking her tail high up into the air, showing it off to the drones as she slides her head between those wonderful purple thighs. She drools over the wet sex, making it nice and slick as she gently caresses Amber’s quivering thighs.

The xenomorphed vixen chitters in delight as her fellow drone sister caresses her aching sex, but then a just as great delight happens as she stares up at Exenthal’s hot dripping sex. Maria moves over her, running her tight black rubber chitin sex across her lips just as the xenomorph toy grabs Exenthal’s rear.

The dragon turned xenomorph chitters, her hips raised, as her sex is parted by a firm strong rub of the original xenomorph. The hot breath rolls over her aching sex, making her hiss out in delight. She presses her head between Amber’s thighs, massaging them, as her mouth opens so she can delve her second mouth into those wanting folds. She tastes what the xenomorph had enjoyed earlier. The thick phallic powerful jaws push into the powerful strong sex with ease, saving the wash of flavor that soaks into the inner mouth. The dragon forgets she has a normal tongue. This is her mouth now; this is who she is as she pistons her inner mouth deeper and fiercer into Amber’s hot vent.

The xeno-vixen is brought into heaven and hell. The bliss of it mixed with the searing aching heat. She hisses out, and drives her inner jaw into Maria, wanting to give back a little of what was given to her. She tightly squeezes Exenthal’s inner jaws, milking them as they drive her into higher states of pleasure and bliss. Being true to her desires she grips Maria’s body, caresses and feels the hard latex chitting, tracing her fingers over every crevice, feeling how powerful she is as she uses the leverage to thrust her muzzle into those wondrous black and blue legs.

Maria tastes better than she could imagine. The swirling flavors of latex, tang, and sweetness. It’s like she can taste the kick of acidic blood within the sexual fluids, yet it has no bearing on her as she drives in deeper, wanting to drink down the delicious ambrosia of death and strength. Her hands caress along her lover’s body, squeaking loudly as she goes in for the sexual kill.

Maria is a good toy, working to draw out the fantasy and pleasure of her sister hivemates. There’s a bliss in her service, giving all she can to her queen, to the hive. She drives her inner inner jaws into Exenthal’s sex, edging her into a higher state of lust, while Maria’s never abated. Her body screams for climax, for release, but all she can do is constantly leak her juices which are normally tied back by her powerful sex. Only her queen, or a fellow xenomorph is capable of showing the strength to push into her sex unless she allows it.

The three girls are in a love triangle anyone can get behind. Maria grinds her hips down against Amber’s hungry thrusts, as Amber thrusts up into Exenthal’s delightful second maw. The vixen’s tail wiggles around across the ground in unbridled delight, unable to keep herself contained as the pleasure of another climax builds within her. If she wasn’t emptied earlier she knew she’d have gone twice over by now.

Exenthal’s tail coils halfway around Maria’s body, the bladed tip hanging down and gently runs across Amber’s domed face, teasing her with an added bit of pleasure-danger that only such a perfect organism like them could ever provide.

Maria, the visual conductor of this chorus of hisses and hunger, keeps both girls on edge, thrusting deep into Exenthal’s body to throw off her rhythm and slow the dragon down, while she feels and senses each twitch of her sex in order to pull back before she’s brought over the brink.

They grind, and thrust into each other, hands caresses along their lovely rears, their squeaky thighs, forcing legs apart as they try to close their legs as the pleasure seems at times to be far too much to bear.

Without warning Maria shifts, pulling her face from the wonderful, delicious vent, and pulling away from Amber’s hungry mouth, leaving both girls wanting for something more. Hoping deep down that this isn’t the end, and their hopes and prayers are soon answered as the xenomorph toy lowers the dragon down so her thighs will replace hers.

Amber is all too happy to enjoy the new tasty hole, driving her maw into its new home as she pushes and edges Exenthal to new wonderful highs. The vixen’s experience with the female body coming into place, as she hits each lovely rubbery spot. She fondles Exenthal’s rear, sliding her fingers over each crevice, memorizing the fine curves with her fingertips.

Their wonderful mounds are now presses up against the other, two warm bodies sandwiching each other’s tender breasts, the latex coating accentuates the pleasure as they roll and grind against one another. They’ve become monsters of sex as they are drawn into each other’s body all in service for the hive. Their worlds become limited to each other. Only able to see the wonderful hole before them, and the thighs that contain it. They drive deep into each other, wanting to push the other to the brink in the hopes that their partner could do the same for them. The flames of passion are stoked and made hotter and hotter as their warm juices flow over their inner mouths, glistening with their female lubricant, soaking through the alien flavor that they can’t get enough off.

So lost in their world they don’t notice that Maria is busy with her own plans, she binds Exenthal’s legs to the floor, and then works to bind Amber’s hands to Exenthal’s thighs, something the vixen-alien has no qualms about. Not to leave the dragoness out of the loop, Maria takes the time to bind her claws to Amber’s thighs.

The dragon feels a tingle along her body as she feels helplessly bound to her drone sister. Her sex clenches down hard on the protruding inner mouth as she thrusts down on it, as she bobs her head to meet Amber’s eager thrusts up toward her.

Maria runs her hands along Exenthal’s head, massaging and sliding across the ridges. Like a cat climbing onto their owner, she climbs over the dragon, pressing her body down onto Amber’s making their tight embrace even tighter and giving their breasts the extra weighted attention to drive them wild. She runs her hot sex over the dragon’s head, leaving a trail of her endless supply of xenomorph lubricant, ending with it grinding against the back of the dragon’s head.. One hand placed on the small of Exenthal’s back so she may help push and pump her hips against Amber, the other gently petting the vixen’s head, adding that bit of love in this lustful passion.

There is nothing but this moment for Amber and Exenthal. There’s too much going on to focus on anything but the hottest point. Their bodies ache, building up higher and higher till they can just no longer take it. How could anyone take such bliss and not have lost their minds in the process? The suits help guide the mindless lust to fruition climaxing hard as Maria bucks her hips against Exenthal’s head, helping her push down against Amber’s aching hole, while pumping her hips onto Amber’s hungry mouth. She’s the topping to the sex cake as the girls enjoy the cream filling and the decadent layers of their bliss.

As they enjoy their warm afterglow, keeping their inner jaws sunk into the other, wanting to continue to enjoy and live for the moment, the door to the place swings open with a heavy thud and rubber toys dressed in over the top science gear, and gas masks surge into the room. K-2003 is there with a gas mask over its face, “Seize them! They will make an excellent addition to the company. We can use these new bioweapons to make oodles of money!” it says, with a bit over the top squeaky muffled cackle.

The other toys rush in to “Secure” the girls, which is has them bound, gagged and prepared for sexual pleasure/torture, depending how one could view it. For the next twenty or minutes they are teased, prodded and the two girls are brought to another climax before the scene ends.

As Amber and Exenthal relax on their sides, hissing and panting as they catch their breaths, the toys polishing their bodies clean. The cool sensation of the polish over their latex suits feels as good as the hot and sweaty sex they just had. They let out pleasant needy hisses as the sergal toy crotches down before them, “This one thinks you two did great for a first take. How about we do three more starting the next one in thirty minutes? We’ll get different positions, and who gets transformed first so we can get a lot of different angles and cuts to play with. What do you say?” it says with an eager rump wiggle.

The two girls moan and hiss, “I don’t know how I could…” mutters Amber, her mental clarity and tiredness mixing together to have her try to talk with her mouth full.

“Don’t worry, this one thinks you’ll love it. But if you can’t in thirty minutes we can discuss that sound good?”

Exenthal shudders, “Does this mean more time as a drone?”

“It sure does!”

“I-I’m good,” moans the dragon.

Amber shivers, her mind swimming at the thought, “M-more drone time?”

“Yup!”

Amber pushes herself to sit up, “I think I could be ready for that… Wait how can you understand me?”

“This one has good ears,” it says with a nod.

“I can barely understand my muffled mouth filled mess.”

“This one has excellent understanding of gagged languages. It’s had a lot of practice!” it says with a grin.

Amber grins, her xenomorph suit showing off some teeth as it lets out a pleasant hiss.

Exenthal sits up, “I bet you have,” she giggles which is translated into a giggle hiss.

“Does that mean you’re both good for more?”

The two girls look at each other, already they feel a bubbling desire for just a little bit more fun. They look at K-2003 as they let out a pleasant hiss of agreement.

“Wonderful! We’ll get you all prepared and out of those suits,” it says, turning to Maria who waits hidden with an alcove, waiting to be of use again.

“And you, wonderful toy you. Once this is done and one more session, you’ll be ready for your final touches and complete you so we may sell wonderful aliens like yourself, doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

Maria hisses, “Best thing it has heard you say yet this one’s queen.”

The toy smiles with delight, hiking its tail just a little bit, as it thinks, “All in a good day’s work to make fantasies come true.”