Parasites Love Earth!

  Elizabeth knew the other. She and Jonathan had done it to push her rider into maturity. "You can't be serious," said Elizabeth. "You want me to do it with my 17 year old daughter?"

  "You are all part of the Hive now. Antique family relations are no longer relevant," said Darlene.

  "No. You're asking too much."

  "Of course, I could take Leslie back to the Hive. There are other ways to accelerate the growth of her rider. They do have certain... side effects, however."

  "No!" said Elizabeth quickly. Then she paused. "But... I don't even know how to do it. I've never done it... and she won't accept it..."

  "She will," said Darlene. "Come, let's go to her now." She marched Elizabeth to Leslie's room. Leslie was lying in bed, softly saying "Momomomomom," as she stared at a blank wall.

  "Dear?" said Elizabeth.

  Leslie's mind suddenly cleared. "Yes, Mom?"

  Elizabeth didn't know what to say. "I... want to get to know you better."

  "Mom?"

  "Mom wants to make love to you," said Darlene. "Mom's a lesbian, aren't you, Mom?"

  "Yes," Elizabeth heard her rider say, through her mouth.

  "Mom?" said Leslie uncertainly.

  "Mom's always been a lezzie," said Darlene. "She's had girlfriends all her life, haven't you, Mom?"

  "It's the truth, dear," said Elizabeth, sitting down on Leslie's bed. The rider was fully in control now.

  "Then why... are you married to Dad?

  "Just to have kids. She and Dad has an arrangement," said Darlene. "That's why Dad is with that other women. Because Mom cut him off."

  "Is that true, Mom?" said Leslie, desperately hoping it wasn't.

  Elizabeth nodded. She started to rub Leslie's arm.

  "In fact, Mom's had me any number of times," said Darlene. "But what she wants most is you. That's why she insisted on giving you the worms."

  "Mom, you were the one who wanted to give me those worms?"

  "Um hm," said Elizabeth, moving her hands to Leslie's legs.

  "And now she wants you."

  Elizabeth heard herself speak, as she gently caressed Leslie's legs. "Remember the time dear, a year or so ago, when I came into your room, and caught you... pleasuring yourself?"

  Leslie reddened, but nodded slightly.

  "I had such trouble getting that out of my mind," said Elizabeth, moving her head closer to Leslie. "I touch myself thinking about you every night. I want you, dear, I want you in the most intimate way."

  Leslie's body was flooded with sexual arousal. Her rider saw to that. Being an immature rider, it wasn't able to completely control her, but it could influence her. And right now she was feeling the need for sex, badly. And her mother's red lips were right in front of her. Leslie leaned forward, and kissed them.

  Elizabeth, whose own body was flooded with hormones, courtesy of her own rider, kissed her back. In moments she and Leslie had shed their clothes, and were locked in lesbian love. Darlene smiled as she watched Elizabeth caress Leslie's breasts. Leslie had matured at a relatively young age and had large healthy titties. Elizabeth touched them reverently, sucking on the teats. Leslie gasped at the stimulation. That combined with the sexual urges from her rider gave her the impetus to kiss her mother back, touching her all over her body.

  Soon, their hands were on each others' clitorises, rubbing, caressing, and exciting. They looked into each others' eyes and climaxed together, moaning.

  Afterwards, back in the kitchen, Elizabeth said, "I never thought she would do that."

  "Not only will she continue to that, but soon she will prefer it," said Darlene.

  "What do you mean?" Elizabeth saw an evil smile on Darlene's face. She got up and went into Leslie's bedroom.

  Leslie was lying face down, on the bed, apparently unconscious. A black spider was on the back of her head, plunging organic microfilaments in and out of her.

  "What are you doing to her? She complied," said Elizabeth.

  "Compliance isn't enough, dear Elizabeth," said Darlene. "She has to want it. More than anything."

  And indeed, the change in Leslie was immediate. The next day she pulled Elizabeth into her bedroom, and aggressively made love to her mother. This time she was on top, energetically rubbing his clitoris against her mother's rough pubic hair, while her rider rippled with all the excess energy flowing through her. Elizabeth complied, though she still felt uneasy about it.

  Once Leslie had been reprogrammed by the spider, their roles had become reversed. Elizabeth had initially seduced Leslie into having sex with her; now Leslie was the seductress, seducing Elizabeth into actually enjoying it.

  Leslie was on top, always now, grinding her lips against her mother, rubbing her breasts furiously with her own, putting a hand between Elizabeth's legs, rubbing her clitoris in a taunting, teasing way that all girls know.

  "Do you like it, Mom?" Leslie asked. She rubbed Elizabeth's clitoris harder.

  Elizabeth groaned and reached up and gave Leslie a passionate kiss. A broad and complete smile crossed Leslie's face as she realized she was now in complete control of Elizabeth. She could do anything she wanted to her.

  Elizabeth was disturbed to learn she actually enjoyed the feeling of a woman's soft breasts pressed against hers. Once her mind came to accept receiving pleasure from another woman, even her own daughter, she found herself falling down the slippery slope wherever Leslie wanted to take her.

  When Leslie made her climax, Elizabeth cried out, not caring if Jonathan or the world heard her. Leslie felt her own orgasm exploding, as she was rewarded for accomplishing yet another of the Hive's goals. She could now seduce women.

  Meanwhile, Jonathan finally succeeded in impregnating Joy. It happened during their final session on the seventh day. He was grunting, building to a climax, as his penis got more and more rigid. Joy loved the expression on his face when he was about to come, he was so intense, so focused. And then he exploded inside of her, filling her with his semen. He felt ashamed to enjoy it so much.

  And then, when they were lying together afterwards, Joy said, "Oh!" and touched her belly, and then "Oh!" again. She looked at Jonathan. "I think it's alive."

  They ran to get Darlene. They were so excited that they had lost sight of the fact that they had been pressured into doing this. Darlene hugged them and Joy cried and Jonathan hugged Joy and even Darlene and they were all happy. But then Jonathan looked around and said, "Where is Elizabeth?"

  He heard groaning sounds from Leslie's bedroom. The door was partway opened. Jonathan looked inside.

  Elizabeth was on top of Leslie, totally nude, grinding her vaginal lips against her daughter. Both women were groaning in ecstasy. Elizabeth's rider was humping her back as Elizabeth grinded on her daughter's most sensitive part. As Jonathan watched, Leslie cried out "Mother... Mother... Mother!" and both girls came with a single scream, and collapsed on each other.

  Jonathan turned to Darlene, who was grinning from ear to ear. "What have you done to them?"

  "The same thing I have done to you," said Darlene, yanking his penis.

  The next few days were odd and uncomfortable for everyone. It was decided that Joy would continue to stay with them during her pregnancy. Her belly, filled with Jonathan' child, got larger and larger for everyone to see, including Elizabeth. Joy continued to sleep with Jonathan, even though it was no longer necessary, and, after a brief hesitation, Jonathan resumed having sex with her, even though that was no longer necessary too.

  And then Joy grew bolder and bolder about showing her affection. She would sit on Jonathan' lap and kiss him passionately in the living room, even if Elizabeth was there.

  However, Elizabeth was kept busy with the passions of her youngest daughter. Leslie aggressively pulled her into her bedroom and made love to her every night. Over time Elizabeth found herself sleeping in the same bed with her daughter, lying naked with their limbs intertwined through the night. Leslie was also very bold about showing public displays of affection, kissing and m
aking out with Elizabeth even in front of Joy and Jonathan.

  There was an evening when they were all sitting on the living room couch, Elizabeth and Leslie at one end, and Joy and Jonathan at the other. Joy had her top off and was shamelessly kissing Jonathan, pressing her large breasts against him as her rider rippled with pleasure. At the same time Elizabeth and Leslie were also topless, and Leslie was going down on her Mom, sucking her teats, right in front of their father, and no one batted an eye. Leslie's rider humped her back furiously as she worked on arousing her mother sexually.

  One time when they had a private moment Jonathan said, "Things have changed between us, Elizabeth."

  "The Hive has changed us," said Elizabeth. "I'm just hoping that somehow we can survive this as a family."

  Jonathan felt great affection for her in that moment, and he kissed her. She kissed him back. Whatever happened, their feelings for each other would never change.

  Elizabeth soon learned why Darlene had encouraged her to have sex with Leslie and why the black spider had programmed her to enjoy it so much. Once Leslie got the first gold ring on her rider, she was programmed again and sent out on a new mission: to Infect her girlfriends.

  The Hive immediately saw the value in Leslie; she was a very attractive 17 year old brunette with large breasts. Once she had acquired her rider, they programmed her for what they always intended for her to do: to seduce and Infect other women.

  And so when Leslie's rider gave birth to her first worm, she was sent out to seduce one of her friends. It was not as difficult as it sounds. Her rider emitted air born pheromones which were powerful inducements to cooperate. Soon Leslie scored her first victim, her friend Susie Fink. And then Michele Debonaire, and Sally Kerfunkle, and soon she started to get so prolific that her rider couldn't generate enough worms.

  Elizabeth watched in horror as Leslie received new instructions from Darlene. She lay nude on her bed and obediently spread her legs. Darlene opened a dark jar and placed it between her legs. Elizabeth watched as a dozen or more worms crept out of the jar and slid into her vagina.

  That's what Leslie was being used for now; as an instrument of mass Infection.

  She found a private time with Leslie so she could try to talk some sense into her. "Leslie! Don't you feel bad that you are Infecting all your friends?"

  "Why would I, Mother?" said Leslie. Leslie's rider still only had one band, like Elizabeth's, but somehow Leslie had more easily fallen under their influence. Could it have been the programming of the black spider? Maybe Darlene had reprogrammed her more than the one time she had seen.

  "It's wrong to spread these creatures," Elizabeth insisted.

  "Do you mean the creature I have on my back, and the creature you have on your back, Mother?" said Leslie, her blue eyes staring into Elizabeth's. "The creature who brought us close together, who made us more than mother and daughter? Come, Mother. Perhaps I can change your mind."

  And Elizabeth let herself be pulled down, and Leslie communed with her, and then gently but insistently made love to her, and then Elizabeth didn't quite know what to think.

  ********

  Joy gave birth seven days later, in the basement, to a small greenish pod that had a glow in the center of it. They had been told that their baby would emerge a week later. Each day they went downstairs and marveled as it grew.

  "What will it look like?" Leslie asked enthusiastically.

  "I don't know," said Joy. She remembered what the last one had looked like. Her husband, Tom. Then it had proceeded to take his memories and strangle him. She knew it would look like someone, but she didn't know who.

  And then there was the question of whether it would have ESPer powers. That was the whole purpose of this experiment.

  This experience had upended the Kelly family's domestic life and unexpectedly driven her closer to Jonathan Kelly. She had feelings for the man, she could admit to herself now. She had to brace herself for the rapidly approaching time when her baby would be born.

  What if the baby were born in the form of Elizabeth? If it were, that would be perfect. The creature would eliminated Elizabeth and Joy would have Jonathan all to herself. For Joy this was obviously a very guilty thought. She liked Elizabeth and even sympathized with her predicament. But more and more she was wanting Jonathan for herself, and wondering if that was the aliens' plans for them; weren't they a perfect breeding pair? Something in her hoped so. When she looked through the cocoon on the fifth day, she saw the clear outlines of breasts. It was a female for sure.

  They found out the day her baby was born. They were all waiting in the basement when they saw the cocoon crack, and the green liquid splashed at their feet.

  And then the baby came out, fully formed, fully grown.

  They recognized it immediately.

  It was an almost perfect copy of Joy.

  The duplicate of Joy looked at them all for a moment, before setting her eyes on Joy. She seemed to be staring at her, trying to reach her with her mind. Somehow the duplicate sensed that it should have ESPer powers. She looked at Joy, trying to sense her mind.

  Joy felt nothing. She reached out with her own ESPer powers and touched the duplicate's mind, but it felt cold, and alien.

  And then the duplicate grabbed her by the hand and marched her upstairs.

  They all followed, until they heard the bedroom door slam.

  And then they heard the moans.

  "What is it doing to her?" Jonathan asked Darlene.

  "She is draining her memories," said Darlene. Darlene smiled as she saw that Jonathan understood. Jonathan remembered the holorecording he had seen where the duplicate Darlene had drained her original self and then killed her. Joy was to be replaced by a duplicate.

  "No," said Jonathan. He started for the bedroom at a run. As he was the only person in the house without a rider, he was still in control of his own body

  When he entered the bedroom, he saw a surprising sight; both Joys were naked. They appeared to be in the middle of a very erotic session of intercourse. The duplicate Joy was on top of the real one, rubbing her heavy breasts and sweaty pubic bush against the original, while she pressed her head against Joy's, sucking the memories from her brain.

  "Stop!" Jonathan cried.

  The duplicate Joy looked up and said, "You'll have to wait your turn."

  And then suddenly Darlene was there, holding his arm. "Jonathan, Elizabeth needs your help."

  "My help?" said Jonathan. There was something about the way she said that.

  He left the bedroom and found Elizabeth in the living room. He exhaled with relief. Elizabeth looked fine. What was Darlene talking about?

  "Dear," said Elizabeth, taking his arm. "I need your help with something."

  "What?" said Jonathan, as he heard the bedroom door slam shut again.

  "I'll show you," she said, pulling him down to the couch. Her eyes were full of lust, courtesy of her rider. But she didn't need a ton of hormones to be attracted to her own husband. Despite all that had happened, she was still in love with him.

  She started to kiss and hug him. Jonathan started to breathe in the airborne pheromones that the rider was generating. He found himself starting to get aroused. The sounds of Joy's moans started to recede in his mind has Elizabeth kissed, him, fondled him, caressed him. Soon his clothes were off, and there was only him and Elizabeth.

  Him, and Elizabeth, and her rider.

  Elizabeth was on top, mounting his organ as he lay back on the couch. As she did so her rider started to sizzle. A line appeared at the top of it. As she plunged up and down on his penis, the rider started to split into two. The tremendous exertions of going up and down caused her to breathe more rapidly, circulating more blood and giving the rider the energy it needed to reproduce. In moments there was not one rider, but two.

  The first half, now smaller, settled into place between her shoulder blades, occupying a much smaller space, as made clear by the much larger red rash created by the former rider to occup
y her. The second rider slunk down her right arm, which was circling behind Jonathan' back. She strategically turned his head left so his attention would be focused elsewhere.

  "Come for me, honey, come for me," she cried, rotating her hips and grinding her inner walls on the head of his penis. Suddenly Jonathan climaxed, exploding upwards and into her. Elizabeth, who had been waiting for this moment, used this distraction to pull his body forward, so his back was no longer against the couch. Jonathan was still ejaculating when the rider left Elizabeth's arm and jumped into place on his back.

  Jonathan' cried out and immediately froze, in mid ejaculation.

  "What did you do to me?" he cried.

  "What had to be done," said Darlene, appearing out of nowhere. "It was high time you got your own rider, Jonathan."

  "Elizabeth!" he cried.

  "I'm sorry Jonathan. It... made me do it," she said. He saw the shocked look of betrayal on his face. "How do you feel?"

  Jonathan sat up. He felt the unfamiliar weight of the rider between his shoulder blades. It gave him the chills. "I... I don't know."

  Darlene leaned her face close to his. "Momomomomom," she said.

  " Mamoonishom," said Jonathan, thinking of large, fertile riders. "Momomomomom."

  "That's my Dad," Darlene grinned.

  Mile stood up experimentally. He didn't feel any different.

  But then he heard moans from the bedroom. Joy! He had forgotten all about her. He started for the bedroom at a run.

  He barely got three steps before he was debilitated from the pain. He dropped to his knees and cried out.

  "That's an immature rider you have there, Dad," said Darlene, conversationally. She lifted his chin. "But you'll find it's still able to shape and guide some of your more reckless decisions. We needed you to be without a rider when we had you infiltrate your Survey Service database. That's no longer necessary. You're going to take an extended leave from the Survey Service."

  "For how long?" Jonathan gasped.

  "Until your task is done," said Darlene cooly.

  A few hours later the bedroom door opened, and Joy came out. She was completely nude, and her body was covered in sweat. She went to the kitchen and drank glass after glass of water. Jonathan stared at her for a moment before realizing this was the duplicate. She didn't have her rider.