Parasites Love Earth!

by Gary L M Martin

  And then there were those who Melinda was called on to recruit for other reasons, because of key positions they held in society. In the government. In the military. In the security forces. The Hive Mind found Melinda especially useful. She had a young, vibrant, sexy body and knew how to seduce men. That was a skill in high demand among the Hive.

  Therefore it should have been no surprise when Melinda was called on to seduce Survey Service Captain Michael Grant.

  ********

  In the last alien mind control invasion, some fifty years earlier, the aliens had targeted Lieutenant Commander Anna Rogers of the United Survey Service. She had been targeted because she had a high ESPer rating of 86. That meant she could sense things at a distance that others couldn't. The aliens had used that against her, stimulating her erotic urges, driving her mad until she came to them, and that is where they converted her.

  A similar tactic was used against another famous ESPer, Gretchen McCallister, who had the almost unheard of ESPer score of 98. They had stimulated her sexual desires, without allowing for any release, for two days straight, until Gretchen, sobbing at the edge of sanity, was forced to come to them, and let them take control of her mind.

  The Hive Mind had a similar ability, and it reached out in this way to Survey Service Captain Michael Grant. Grant had an ESPer rating of 96. He was based out of Long Beach, the old army base in southern California that had been taken over by the Survey Service. It was at least 50 miles from Santa Monica, and the cave.

  But it was close enough.

  For two days and two nights Grant was fed erotic images of Melinda, in the cave.

  Grant was married, with a wife and daughter. He did the natural thing that any man would do; he had sexual intercourse with his wife, to try and relieve the tension. But while was able to technically achieve an orgasm, he still felt the sexual desire strongly in his head. It was like a pressure that wouldn't abate.

  Finally, after two days of futile masturbation, he took a leave and drove his air car up to the hills of Santa Monica.

  To the cave.

  Melinda was waiting for him there. She was completely nude.

  He looked at her and his jaw dropped. She was exactly like the woman in his dreams. Her large breasts, and thick pubic bush gave him an immediate erection.

  He didn't resist, as Melinda took off his jacket and shirt.

  He didn't resist, as she took off his shoes and pants and underwear.

  She was so beautiful.

  And he felt such a tremendous need.

  They lay right there on the ground, which had become soft, and fleshy, over the past few weeks, and Melinda took him right there and then. She gave him his first worm. When he felt it, wrapped around the head of his penis, he predictably cried out, and resisted.

  But it was all so futile.

  Captain Michael Grant took an emergency leave from the Survey Service, and for the next three days returned to the cave, day after day, drawn there to seek his next worm.

  And finally, when four worms had assembled between his shoulder blades, they formed his first rider. He started communing with Melinda after that, and it felt glorious, and four days later his rider had grown and matured and grew its first golden ring.

  He was sent out to a beach party in Santa Monica, with instructions to Infect someone, anyone. It was his first test.

  He did it without hesitation.

  His second test was trickier. To Infect his wife.

  Michael Grant hesitated, but he thought about the needs of the Hive Mind, brought home by the pleasures of communing, and agreed. He gave the first worm to his wife Jill that night. Four days later, she had her first rider.

  His third test was to Infect his 15 year old daughter, Janie. Michael Grant felt some reservation about that. A black spider was used to reprogram him to make him accept his mission more easily.

  Then he went home and gave Janie her first worm. He slipped it under her pillow. She cried the first morning, but after her mother and father comforted her, she readily accepted more worms with fading resistance.

  After his Jill and Janie got their first riders, he was given his final test. He was told to bring his wife and daughter in for genetic experimentation. They were to become something else. Part human, part Hive.

  Survey Service Captain Michael Grant had to be reprogrammed one last time by a black spider to be made to agree to this, but it should be noted that he voluntarily submitted to the procedure.

  And then, with only a little trepidation, Grant brought his wife and young daughter into the cave. They of course had riders, and could not resist being sent anywhere their riders wanted to go; the test was primarily for Grant, not his family.

  Grant watched wordlessly as his wife was fed, screaming, to riders, as a source of protein; and he watched equally impassively as parts of his daughter's body was swapped out for Insect replacements. She was being improved, he was told.

  And then, he was deemed to be ready.

  ********

  Sam scrubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she got up. She and Gavin had had another lukewarm sexual encounter the night before. She had tried to make him feel secure about his small penis, by faking her own orgasm, but then he had caught her pleasuring herself on the toilet afterwards, and he had stomped off, sleeping on the couch.

  To say their marriage was going through a rough patch was an understatement.

  Sam lowered her sweatpants and spread her legs and her asshole. She was preparing to excrete when suddenly she felt something warm and moist surge into her rectum.

  "Oh no," said Sam. "Not again." They must have missed one of those excrement creatures. They thought they had destroyed them all. And now one had taken control of her, again. When General Henderson found out, he would surely fire her from HomePlanet Security. No one would tolerate an operative who had been taken over four times by aliens!

  "Do not be distressed," said Sam.

  That tone sounded familiar.

  "Aura?" said Sam.

  "Yes, Sam, it is I, Princess Aura," said Sam.

  "Aura, what are you... what are you doing inside my asshole?" Sam asked.

  "I have come to offer you my help," said Sam.

  "I am very regular, I don't need that kind of help," said Sam.

  "Your humor is very much like the one called Sullivan," Aura observed. "I am referring to your conflict with the Hive Mind. You are seeking a way to destroy it, are you not?"

  "Yes," said Sam.

  "There is a way you can be helped," said Sam.

  "How can you help me?"

  "Not myself. Another. The one you call, Doctor James Monroe."

  "How do you know about James Monroe?" said Sam.

  "I am relaying a message. He asks to see you," said Sam.

  "Well, now I know you're lying, because James Monroe is in medical stasis, along with the rest of his genetically evolved friends," said Sam.

  "Go and see him," said Sam. And then suddenly, a big lump of excrement squeezed itself out of her asshole.

  "Oh my god!" said Sam, feeling so much lighter. Quickly, she flicked the flush toggle, and the excrement went floating down her sewage pipe.

  Aura could have been lying. But what reason would she have for lying? None, as far as Sam could tell. Aura had been instrumental in helping HomePlanet Security round up the rest of her fellow excrement parasites.

  And so Sam decided to go to the security holding zone, on the third level beneath the headquarters. She flashed her electrobadge, and requested to see the prisoners in stasis. After a delay, permission was granted.

  Sam walked down the corridor containing the cells with the genetically enhanced people. There were eight in all. She looked at their faces as she walked, faces frozen in time, awaiting a time when they could be cured, and de-evolved back to their former selves. Professor James Monroe had offered to reengineer Hemrissk's evolver device himself, but the authorities felt he couldn't be trusted, and so he had been put in stasis with the rest.
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  The stasis chamber holding James Monroe was the last in the hallway. She looked at his body, completely frozen, like the rest, suspended by the blue light emanating from the walls of his cell. She stared at his frozen body, wondering what Princess Aura could have been talking about.

  And then James Monroe suddenly raised his eyebrows, and looked directly at Sam, and then it was her turn to raise her own eyebrows, and her mouth opened-

  "Please do not call for help," said James. "I am not going to hurt you."

  Sam said, "I... Doctor, you're supposed to be in stasis."

  "You see the blue lights around me?" said James, smiling. "See? I am in stasis."

  "Obviously you're not," said Sam.

  James touched his nose. "This stasis chamber regrettably developed an electrical short as they were preparing it for me. I reached out into the technician's mind and suggested a better way of fixing it."

  Sam looked around. "So is everyone else here faking it too?"

  "No, they're really in stasis. It's only me."

  "Why?"

  "Would you enjoy being in stasis for all eternity?"

  "Probably not," said Sam.

  "Besides, I had a feeling you might need me," said James. "You've had no luck with the Hive Mind, have you?"

  "Not much," Sam admitted.

  "Talk to your General Henderson. Convince him to let me have another chance. I may be able to find a way to destroy them."

  "Dunlop 4's people are very advanced, but they never found a way to beat the Hive Mind."

  "Oh, well, I'm sure they're very advanced, in their own way," said James. "But genetically advanced? They still have another 500,000 years to catch up to what's in here," said James, tapping his head. "Of course, if you're supremely confident that you can handle this crisis yourself, if you're sure that Dunlop's people won't blow up the planet next year if you don't solve it, then call security, by all means. Tell them to come in here and blow my head off."

  Sam gave him a small smile. "You're very convincing."

  "Thank you."

  Sam paused. "If I succeed in getting them to let you go, do you promise not to open any gateways to black holes that would destroy the planet?"

  "I wouldn't even think of it," said James.

  "All right, then," said Sam.

  ********

  Miles Kelly and his wife Caroline led a happy life. Miles had a job as a research physicist at the Advanced Particle Reactor in Richmond, Virginia, and Caroline was a nurse at Robert E. Lee General Hospital. They had three lovely children, Ella, age 19, and twins Marie and Mark, both 17.

  It was a quiet Friday evening. Ella was on a trip to Machu Picchu, and Marie and Mark were out at the movies with their friends. Miles relished the chance to have a quiet dinner with his wife. Caroline was a slender Chinese American, but she had wide eyes, like a white woman, beautiful flowing dark hair, and a more generous figure than most Asian women tended to have.

  They were enjoying each other's company when the doorbell rang.

  "Expecting anyone?" Miles said, getting up.

  "No," said Caroline, looking confused.

  Miles opened the door. A gorgeous woman stood there, holding a black case. The first thought that came to Miles mind was sex. She was dressed provocatively, wearing a low cut black dress, a dark black that matched the dark color of her long, waving hair. Her eyes were dark too, and there was something seductive about them.

  "Mr. Kelly?" she said.

  "Yes?" said Miles.

  "My name is Melinda. I have information about your daughter, Ella. May I come in?"

  "Has something happened to Ella?" Caroline cried, jumping up from the dinner table.

  Melinda smiled. She had them already. She strode into the living room, carrying her black case. She listened for sounds of others. The other children must be out tonight.

  They would have complete privacy.

  Perfect.

  "I'm afraid so," said Melinda. "Ella has been taken."

  "Taken? By who?" said Miles sharply.

  "I'm not at liberty to say," said Melinda.

  "You," said Miles. "You're part of this. What have you done with my daughter?"

  "She's safe, for now," said Melinda. "As long as you cooperate."

  "Cooperate?"

  Melinda took a holoprojector from her pocket, and activated it. Ella's worried face appeared. "Mom, Dad, they're holding me here," Ella. "I'm scared! They say they won't hurt me. They say they won't hurt me, if you do what they want." She looked around, as if wondering whether to say something else, but then the recording abruptly cut off.

  "What do you want?" Miles asked.

  "You work at the research reactor, do you not?" Melinda asked.

  Miles had a sinking feeling. These were some kind of terrorists. "Yes."

  Melinda turned to Caroline. "And you work as a nurse at a hospital."

  "Yes," said Caroline.

  "You have two other darling children, Marie and Mark, who I presume are not home right now."

  She knew about the kids. Miles's stomach tightened. "Yes. Get to the point."

  "You have certain things that we want you to do. If you do them, without question or hesitation, then Ella will be returned to you unharmed."

  "What kind of things?" Miles asked.

  Melinda held up a restraining hand. "First things first. Follow me, please." They watched wordlessly as Melinda, her hips swaying, walked into the hallway. She turned around. "Coming?" she asked.

  Miles looked at Caroline, who shrugged her shoulders with confusion. They got up and followed Melinda.

  Melinda took them to their bedroom. When they got there, Melinda said, "Remove your clothes, please."

  "Listen, what is this all about?"

  "Your clothes," said Melinda. She pursed her lips. "If both of you are not naked in sixty seconds, I'm walking out of here, and you'll never see your daughter again."

  Caroline looked at Miles fearfully. "Miles, we have to." She started to get undressed. Miles followed.

  Melinda smiled as Miles obeyed to the letter, getting completely undressed. He penis, even while flaccid, was of a good size. She could tell already that he would be an excellent test subject for the Hive.

  But Caroline stopped at her bra and panties.

  "All of it," said Melinda.

  "Do I have to?" Caroline cried anxiously.

  Miles put an arm on Caroline, and nodded. Melinda realized that the decision to take them as a couple had been justified.

  Caroline slowly slipped off her bra and panties. She had B cup breasts, which, while not enormous, looked large for an Asian woman with a slender body. She shivered slightly as Melinda smiled at her.

  "Now, lay on your backs on the bed," said Melinda.

  This was too much for Miles. "Listen, I don't know what kinky thing you're planning-"

  "I'm leaving now," said Melinda, turning for the bedroom door.

  "Miles!" Caroline yelled, pulling him down to the bed.

  When Melinda turned around, she saw them both lying on her backs. She smiled and walked over to them, and reached into her pocket. She reached out with her hand, and gently moved it down to Mile's penis. They both saw what she was doing, but knew they could not resist.

  Melinda dropped a worm on Miles' penis. Immediately he felt it and yelled out, "What is that?"

  Caroline, who sat up to see what was going on, was distracted as Melinda moved her hand against Caroline's nether lips, and dropped another worm there. She gasped, and looked down.

  Miles and Caroline cried out in agony as they did the first thing that came naturally to them, the first thing that every person tried to do after getting their first worm: to pull it off of them. Their screams of pain were music to Melinda's ears. Mile's worm, wrapped around the head of his penis, had access to the most sensitive part of his body, and could inflict large amounts of pain. Caroline's worm, wrapped around her clitoris, was capable of doing the same.

  "What have you done to
us?" said Miles, sitting up, looking at his penis. He didn't try to touch it again, though. He was a going to be a quick learner, Melinda could see.

  "I have given you your first taste of the Hive," said Melinda. She turned towards the door.

  "Where are you going?" Miles asked.

  "Home," said Melinda.

  "What about Ella?"

  "I will return tomorrow, at this time," said Melinda. She smiled and left.

  "What has she done to us, Miles?" said Caroline, spreading her nether lips to look at her worm. She reached out to try and touch it, but received another jab of pain.

  "I don't know," said Miles, feeling helpless. "But we'll go the emergency room right now and have these removed."

  "How do we explain them?"

  "We tell the truth," said Miles.

  They got dressed and went to their air car. In twenty minutes they had reached the hospital. But as Miles moved to turn into the parking lot, he felt an incredible pain in his penis. So did Caroline, in her vagina.

  They both screamed, and Miles slammed on the brakes.

  "Miles, it hurts, it hurts!" Caroline cried. The throbbing pain went on and on. "Miles... drive away! Drive away now!"

  Miles turned the air car around and started driving. After a few blocks, they both felt the pain started to recede.

  "It knows, Miles. It knows, and it won't let us remove it," said Caroline. "What have we gotten ourselves into?"

  They found out a little more the next evening. This time Marie and Mark were home, which made it doubly awkward. When Melinda came in, all smiles, Miles had to introduce her. He was at a loss for how to describe her, until Melinda said, "I'm your parents interior decorator."

  "We're redecorating?" said Mark.

  "Just the bedroom, for now," said Miles. "Maybe."