"It is likely that the Valvans assert a greater degree of control over Doctor Whistler. That accounts for her change in personality," said Dunlop 4.
"Maybe you'd have better luck talking to Sam again," said Janice. "After all, Colonel, you have that personal connection with her."
"What do you mean, Doctor?" said General Henderson.
"Sir, when I examined Sam after the incident with the Krions, I neglected to report that I removed fragments of human sperm and alien DNA from Sam's birth canal," said Janice.
"Janice, no," Sam whispered.
"The DNA matched the sample we have on file for Colonel Sullivan."
Henderson turned to Jack. "Colonel, did you and the Major... have relations?"
"With the plant! The plant made us do it," said Jack.
"How many times, Colonel?"
Jack looked down.
"Colonel?"
"A few. Maybe a dozen. Or more. Something like that," he said, scratching his head absentmindedly.
"Tell them about the pregnancy, Colonel," said Janice.
Henderson looked at Jack. "Colonel, am I only going to learn what really happened in this incident from my senior physician, who is herself under the control of an alien creature?"
"She got pregnant. She gave birth to a few of those... plant things," said Jack, looking incredibly uncomfortable.
"It wasn't his fault, sir," said Sam.
Henderson looked at the Major, lying naked on the examination couch. "Really, Major? Whose fault was it?"
"Mine, sir," said Sam. "I... seduced the Colonel. He had no choice in the matter."
"I can see we will have more to resolve than just vampires when this situation is cleared up," said General Henderson. "Colonel, do you think you can extract any more useful information from Major Arden?"
"Don't ask Colonel Sullivan, General," said Janice, giving a mischievous smile. "Ask me."
Henderson gave her a questioning look.
"Of all the people in this room, my relationship with Sam is the closest, most intimate," said Janice, giving Sam a mocking smile.
"Janice... no," Sam whispered.
"What do you mean, Doctor?" said Henderson.
"I was Sam's first lover," said Janice proudly.
"First lover?" said Jack.
"Didn't she ever tell you? No? We were lovers together at UC Santa Barbara."
"You... and her?" said Jack, staring at Sam.
"It was just a fling," said Sam desperately.
"A three and a half year fling," said Janice.
"You... and her?" said Jack again, a hurt look on his face.
"It meant nothing to me, sir," said Sam desperately.
"That's not what you told me." said Janice, smiling broadly.
Jack looked confused and hurt. Sam, even in the depths of Valvan control, wanted so desperately to comfort him.
Janice laughed bitterly, enjoying it all.
"What a mess," said General Henderson, slapping his hands against his legs. He turned to Dunlop 4. "So two of my most senior personnel have been taken over by a parasite, and we're no closer to finding the creature that did this?"
"I'm afraid not, General," said Dunlop 4.
Henderson turned to Jack. "Colonel, I want you to take personal charge of this investigation. And I want a report, a complete report, this time, of everything which happened between you and Major Arden with the Krions, on my computer, first thing in the morning."
"Yes sir," said Jack, watching the General leave. He looked at Sam, strapped down to the examination table, still straining to get free, and then turned to Dunlop 4. "Are you sure there's nothing we can do for her?"
"Not until we neutralize Balok."
"You mean, kill him."
"Yes. I mean, kill him," said Dunlop 4.
********
Thalessa started to show fairly quickly. She had no idea how long Valvan pregnancies lasted, but she started showing a bump within two weeks. Naturally, Nathan saw it and figured out what had happened. Nathan, her boyfriend, who she had partially drained and turned into an obedient slave.
But he was more than that. He still cared for her, even after all she had done to him. She had betrayed him, partially drained him, had sex with another person, and gotten impregnated by him... and Nathan was still urging her to sit down, to rest, while he cooked meals for her.
"Why are you doing this?" Thalessa asked crossly. She was used to slaves doing things for her, but only when commanded or compelled to. Nathan was being nice to her without even asking! It struck her irritably.
"You're pregnant, you need to conserve your strength."
"Pregnant, with another man's child," she said, grinning at him.
"It hurts, I won't deny it," said Nathan, pouring her a bowl of hot soup. "But I love you, Susan."
Thalessa banged the table, spilling some of the soup. "Susan is gone! There is no Susan!"
"If there is no Susan, then who gave Susan's sister Emily her breasts back?" said Nathan.
Thalessa, glaring at him, said nothing, and began spooning her soup.
*******
They had found her.
Balok had needed two women. One of the was the most beautiful redhead ever, who would become Thalessa.
The other was the most beautiful brunette ever, who would become Magenta.
And one of his slave operatives had finally found her.
Balok was plowing into her right now. Unlike Thalessa, he didn't need her permission, she didn't need to be able to resist him; she just needed to be the most beautiful dark haired woman ever conceived.
And she was. As Balok pounded into her tight vagina, he squeezed her firm breasts and experienced a joy he hadn't felt in centuries. He looked into her eyes, and expanded his mental tendrils until they were inside her head.
"You are Magenta," he said, thrusting into her.
"You are Magenta," he repeated, thrusting into her again. With each physical thrust, came an equally strong mental thrust, as he started to restructure the contents of her brain. Balok had used part of himself to recreate Thalessa, and now he was doing the same with Magenta. This beauty, whose name he didn't remember and certainly wasn't important, was more and more becoming Magenta with each passing moment. Balok's mind flooded her with memories of Magenta, with her feelings, her perceptions, her desires and wants. Balok overwrote her mind and made it his own. He made her Magenta. As he climaxed within her, exploding within her, he exploded within her mind, overriding the last untouched sections that retained her previous identity. She gasped, and grabbed his arms, as some anonymous woman died, and Magenta was born. He kept plowing her, smiling grimly, still semi-hard within her.
Her eyelids fluttered for a moment, and then she opened her eyes wide, and the first sensation she felt was Balok, still thrusting within her. She smiled warmly, and greeted him with an enormous kiss.
********
Balok began to disappear, for days at a time.
Thalessa had thought that with her burgeoning pregnancy, which so excited Balok at its creation, that he would spend more time with her.
The opposite proved to be the case. As she got bigger and bigger, Balok spent less and less time with her. When she asked, he told her that he was "busy" building his new empire and recruiting more slave assistants. But Thalessa sensed something else about Balok... another presence, as if there were another Valvan. But that was ridiculous, because she and Balok were the only two Valvans on the planet Earth.
Her concerns only magnified when Balok stopped making love to her. She told herself that it was only natural, because she had a large belly now, but it wasn't just that. He seemed distracted. His attention was clearly elsewhere.
She talked to Nathan about it only because there was no one else to talk to about it. Nathan, who had every reason to be alienated by her, listened sympathetically as he cooked her dinner. Nathan was always doing that, cooking and cleaning and caring for her. He acted like the perfect cuckolded housewife.
"I suppose... he could be sleeping with one of his lessers. Several of them, perhaps."
"Are his...lessers any match for you?" he asked.
"Of course not," said Thalessa. "But... they have flat bellies and slim figures, and me... look at me."
"You're beautiful, Susan," said Nathan, and he said it with such quiet dignity, with such sincerity, that Thalessa didn't even mind that he called her Susan.
She looked him in the eye, Nathan, the little man whose penis she had drained. She saw his love for her. He was the only one who loved her, she realized.
So why not?
She gave a small hand motion, and he helped her get up. He followed her into the bedroom, like an obedient puppydog, and stripped off his clothing at the mere telepathic suggestion while she struggled with her own.
When she was naked, the revulsion she expected to see in his eyes was not there. She was huge, and she was carrying another man's child, but all Thalessa saw in Nathan's eyes was pure love. That was enough for her. She lay down and spread her legs. Nathan got on top of her and started hugging and kissing. One thing turned into another and then Nathan got between her legs (with difficulty, because of his belly) and aimed his small penis towards her gaping vagina.
"Can you still... get it hard?"
"I think so," said Nathan.
Thalessa didn't ask how he knew. Men and Women who had been partially drained could usually perform the sex act... it just took more effort, and more willpower.
Nathan put himself inside of her. He was so small that she barely felt him. But in moments he was thrusting into her. Thalessa felt the motion, but not much else. She marveled that Nathan could be so sexually excited while having sex with a woman who was carrying another man's child. But he did.
He plowed in and out of her for a long while. It must have been hard for him, given his current condition. Thalessa didn't feel much, but found the whole thing oddly relaxing. And then she finally heard a quiet groan, and then a small vibration, and she knew he was done.
Except he wasn't. After he pulled out, he moved his head downwards and started sucking her, with his lips.
"Ooooh," said Thalessa. She hadn't expected to feel pleasure from this encounter! But her clitoris throbbed under his tongue and lips. "Nathan," she cried, grabbing his head. It was the first time she had spoken his name since... since....
Nathan worked her expertly with his mouth. In moments Thalessa was rocking back and forth against his tongue. She started to pant, faster and faster, and in moments she came, on his mouth. "Ooooh!" she cried, as she climaxed.
Nathan came to lie by her side. Just like they used to, when they were both... when they....
Thalessa tried not to think about it.
********
Balok smiled as Magenta drained her husband. Her former husband. They had only been married two years. He really didn't deserve her. He was a short little man, some kind of banker of some sort, whatever that was, something to do with money, which was of no concern to Balok in the present. Balok watched as Magenta drained him entirely. One hundred percent. When she was done, his penis was no larger than a baby's, and he was sobbing like one too.
"That was good," said Magenta, wiggling her hips as she sashayed over to Balok and gave him a kiss.
This is one of the many things Balok liked about Magenta. She had tremendous hunger, and didn't need to be encouraged. When he had converted her, she had been beautiful, but now never so. Her jet black hair was silky under every kind of light. Her lips were plush and full and red. Her breasts were proud and stood out in front of her. And her walk was so incredibly sexy. Balok just wanted to use her and use her and use her without end.
As their relationship grew, she naturally asked about Thalessa.
"Patience, my dear," said Balok. "That relationship has almost run its course."
********
Thalessa remembered more of her past....
They were having breakfast together. She was already starting to get large. The baby was growing inside of her. Their baby.
"I notice you didn't drain the slave I sent you your quarters yesterday," said Balok, biting sharply on a buttered piece of bread.
"I did," said Thalessa.
"He seemed relatively whole when he left."
"I was not very hungry."
"You should be," said Balok. "You have my child growing in you."
Not our child. His child.
"I... I consume in a more varied fashion. Instead of draining one slave substantially, I drain a little from two or three," said Thalessa.
"Why?" the word was like a dagger in the night.
"I... I don't know," said Thalessa. She saw him staring at her. Finally she came out and said it. "It seems cruel to drain them so much, so that they are unable to enjoy sex."
"Cruel?" said Balok. "They are slaves, nothing more."
"Yes, that is true," said Thalessa, starting to perspire. "But they also have feelings."
"And you have feelings for them?" said Balok.
"No," said Thalessa quickly. "I just... I just don't see that it is necessary to drain any one particular slave so much, given that we have so many slaves to choose from."
"I see," said Balok, taking a bite of his breakfast meat. He chewed thoughtfully for a moment, and then swallowed. Then he stared intently at her. "You are going to be a mother. You must keep your energy level up. Henceforth, you will drain every slave I send to your quarters, completely. Do you understand?"
"Balok-"
"Do you understand?" He gave her a steely stare.
"Yes," she said, her head bowed.
They ate in silence for a few moments.
"Balok?"
"Yes?"
"Where have you been, lately?"
"What do you mean?"
"Some evenings... I can't find you in the palace," said Thalessa.
Balok smiled wickedly. "I go out. To be among the people. To enjoy a midnight snack."
"Can you... can you take me with you?"
"Not anymore. Not in that state," said Balok. "When the baby is born, of course you will rejoin me on my... adventures."
She wanted to ask him another question. She wanted to ask why he no longer visited her in her quarters. But the question stuck in her throat. Instead, Thalessa nodded wordlessly.
********
[Back in the present]
She was seeing less and less of Balok. Now that she had grown large, he had stopped making love to her entirely. Balok had insisted that she keep draining people, to keep up her strength, but Thalessa was having a harder and harder time making herself do it.
She ventured into Miami's criminal underworld, to find the world of the worst elements to drain. For once she was no longer looking for the fittest, for the manliest specimens. She was just looking for the worst ones.
When she couldn't find those, she brought home three or four people she had mesmerized at a nightclub, and drained each of them, only a little. She might take an inch off a man's penis, or a single breast sized off a well endowed girl. Nothing more. Nothing they could not live without.
Nathan, of course, knew full well what she was doing, but refrained from commenting. He just stared at her, with those big hazel eyes of his, which she found both irritating and endearing.
Sometimes she poured out her frustrations about Balok, how he rarely came to see her and never made love to her. Nathan didn't say anything. He didn't point out the obvious. He was just there for her, holding her hand and listening.
She found herself making love to him again, repeatedly, even though his penis size was not enough to satisfy her. But he could satisfy himself, and when he was done, he more than satisfied her in a glorious way with his lips and tongue. They would collapse together in bed afterwards, with their arms around each other, and at times Thalessa would almost feel like Susan, again. Susan, with an alien baby growing in her belly.
********<
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Finally the day came when matters came to a head. Thalessa was summoned to Balok's Miami Beach condominium.
He hugged her and smiled. "You're looking radiant."
"Thank you," she said. Balok looked as ruggedly handsome as ever.
Balok reached out and stroked her chin. "But you look a little... undernourished. Are you feeding properly?"
Thalessa turned her face away. "Yes."
Balok turned her face back towards him. "Have you been draining people completely?"
"I... I... I've been nibbling from different people, here and there."
"Humans are not snack foods," said Balok. "Especially in your condition. You must drain them entirely. Are you doing that?"
"Sometimes," said Thalessa.
"Sometimes," Balok repeated. He turned and paced back and forth. "How is that little man? What was his name? Nathan? Do you still keep him as a pet?"
"Yes," said Thalessa, after a pause. She didn't like Balok asking about Nathan.
"Have you drained him completely?"
"A-almost," said Thalessa.
"Almost? You have a ready source of nourishment in your apartment, and you haven't drained it?"
"I'm saving him... for an emergency," said Thalessa. She looked up at him. He could tell she was lying.
He walked over to her. "I think he's making you weak. I think he's a hindrance. I want you to drain him completely. And then I want you to kill him."
"Kill him?" Thalessa was in a state of shock.
Balok nodded. "See to it. Immediately." He turned away.
********
Thalessa came home to find Nathan cooking lunch. Lunch for her. She almost wanted to cry.
But she knew that Balok would check up on her. She knew there was no way she could disobey him.
"Hi, honey," said Nathan, giving her a kiss. He called her honey. Even after everything she had done to him--draining his gender, cuckolding him with another man, and getting pregnant from another man--he still loved her.
Thalessa looked at him, with tears growing in her eyes. She knew what she had to do. She had to drain him, and then... and then....
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