Parasites Love Earth!

by Gary L M Martin

  "What are you doing to her?" he asked.

  "Draining her memories," said Joy, smiling at him. "She has some very pleasant ones of you, Jonathan. I enjoyed acquiring them." She drank again. "Draining is such thirsty work."

  "What are you going to do to her when you're done?" Jonathan asked.

  "I think you know, Jonathan," said Joy, smiling again. "I think you do."

  Jonathan looked at her. Physically, she was a perfect duplicate, with Joy's large breasts, now sensually wet with her sweat, and her wonderfully curved ass. He watched helplessly as that perfect ass wiggled at him as Joy returned to the bedroom, and slammed the door shut again.

  He and Elizabeth held hands until about an hour later, when they heard a scream. Jonathan jumped up instinctively.

  And then the door opened.

  The other Joy came out. This time she was fully dressed. "Thank you for your cooperation," she said formally. She turned to Darlene. "The larger experiment, however, was a failure. There were no ESPer powers transferred." Then she went out the front door and left, and they never saw her again.

  Darlene looked at Elizabeth and Jonathan, and they saw malice in her dark eyes.

  Jonathan suddenly found himself more concerned for him and Elizabeth than Joy. "We... we tried our best."

  Darlene took a step forward.

  "Really we did," said Elizabeth.

  Darlene took another step forward. Her eyes were hard.

  "Please, you have to give us another chance," said Jonathan.

  "We can do better," said Elizabeth.

  Darlene stopped, and considered. "We shall see," she said.

  The next two days were filled with tension. Leslie was activated again and again, sent out to seduce and Infect others, but Jonathan and Elizabeth were basically left alone. They slept together again, and it was an odd feeling, as if they were getting to know each other for the first time. Joy's absence was keenly felt by Jonathan. It was left to him to dispose of the husk in the bedroom. He cried as he buried it in the backyard.

  And then, two days later, Darlene came back. It was while they were having breakfast. Jonathan immediately lost his appetite at the sight of her.

  "You asked for another chance," she said. "If you want to continue to exist, you must prove your worth to the Hive Mind."

  "I have proven my worth," said Jonathan. "I gave you all that information about Survey Service ESPers."

  "Yes, you have proven your worth materially," said Darlene. "But you must prove your worth genetically. Every member of the Hive Mind must make a positive evolutionary contribution genetically. Those that do not will be discarded."

  Discarded.

  "What... what must I do?" said Jonathan.

  "You must reproduce with a hybrid," said Darlene. She anticipated their next question. "A hybrid is a genetic mutation, a creature that is part human and part... other. It will not be an easy blending. But if you can achieve this, your future in the Hive will be assured."

  "What kind of hybrid is this?"

  "You will have to see for yourself. It cannot be explained in words. Do you agree?"

  Jonathan looked at Elizabeth. Their choices were limited. They could agree to this, or die. And what would happen to Leslie? That was left unsaid.

  Finally Elizabeth nodded, and so did Jonathan.

  Darlene took them to the cave. It was in a swamp, just northeast of Tampa. It looked very wet and boggy and uninviting. But nonetheless they followed her inside. They were made to shed their clothes just inside the entrance.

  What they saw inside was unimaginable. The place was lit by greenish organic lights. There were people everywhere, being tortured, being altered, having unimaginable things being done to them. They saw a man screaming as he was bitten in two by a giant spider. They saw the lifeless body of a woman inside a giant transparent tube of worms, who appeared to be feeding on her. They saw a nude woman being grafted with the abdomen of an insect. And then they saw a room, full of people humming, "Momomomomomom,", their heads rocking back and forth, their bodies dripping perspiration, under alien greenish lights, as they communed with each other.

  And then they saw the giant spider. It was four feet tall, and it had black, multiplex eyes, but a part of it... a part of it... was somehow flesh. Human flesh. An entire side looked flesh colored. And in the middle of it was what looked very much like a human vagina, complete with a triangle of pubic hair above it.

  "How in the world did you create that?" Jonathan asked Darlene.

  "We are always experimenting, always working to blend all our slaves to produce new kinds of life which can better serve the Hive.

  "And you want me to mate with..."

  "That," said Darlene, pointing at the vagina on the spider.

  Jonathan looked doubtful.

  "It's that, or we take Leslie in for genetic alteration," said Darlene.

  "No!" said Elizabeth. She stared at Jonathan with pleading eyes.

  "All right," said Jonathan. "I'll try." He looked at the Insect's eyes, watching him. It hissed. "It's not going to attack me, will it?"

  "Probably not," said Darlene. "But you should go directly to the intercourse portal, and do what you are here to do, nothing else."

  Jonathan looked at the giant spider. It looked like it could easily snap him in two. Ignoring the hostile glare from the creature, he walked over to what looked like the human vagina. When he got there, he saw that it was too high, at the level of his mouth.

  "What am I supposed to do, give this thing oral sex?" Jonathan asked.

  Darlene motioned with her hand, and the creature squatted down so the entrance was at waist level, which was a good sign.

  Jonathan looked at the hole. If he ignored the rest of the creature, he could just barely imagine it was a human vagina. He looked down at his penis. It was understandably flaccid. But then his rider decided to help. It flooded him with sexual need. Slowly, Jonathan's penis started to grow erect. Soon, he was semi-stiff, far from hard, but hard enough. Taking a deep breath, he lifted his penis and slowly put it into the hole.

  It felt like a human vagina, only rougher. A little like sandpaper. Jonathan couldn't tell if he liked or was irritated by the roughness. He started to thrust in and out. He watched the spider for any violent reactions. His nervousness didn't help. While he kept thrusting, he didn't feel any buildup.

  He kept at it for several minutes before stopping, pulling out.

  "What's wrong?" said Elizabeth.

  "I'm sorry, I just can't do it," said Jonathan. "I have to reach a certain state, in my mind. And I just can't get it out of my mind that I'm doing a spider."

  "Then we will have to take your daughter," said Darlene promptly.

  "Wait!" said Elizabeth. She bent down, and took Jonathan's penis in her mouth. She started sucking on the head. Very quickly, Jonathan got hard. This is something his mind was used to. This is something his mind enjoyed. Not only did he get hard as rock, but he felt his balls tightening.

  "Oooh.... Ooooh," said Jonathan.

  "Don't let him come in your mouth, Mom," Darlene warned.

  Elizabeth nodded slightly as her mouth worked back and forth, back and forth. Finally she got close to the point where she knew, from experience, that Jonathan was at the edge. She pulled out, and grabbed hold of his penis. She brought him close, right next to the spider vagina hole, and then wanked his penis violently. All it took were three up and downs with her fist, and his penis started to erupt. At that moment she shoved his penis deep into the vagina hole. Jonathan actually smiled as he started to erupt inside the spider. He thrust and thrust and thrust joyfully, happy in the moment that he was able to do what he was powerless to achieve mere moments ago.

  Finally, when he was done, and pulled out, Darlene nodded. "Good. You two make a good team. But you have to do it twice more. I will take you to a resting area."

  The resting area turned out to be an orgy room, where creatures that were part human, and part insect were having sex with
each other. They saw men with monster penises putting it into women; they saw women with insect faces and human bodies, making love to helpless, bound men; and they saw men making love to holes in walls, or the mouths of creatures, and other scenes that were barely describable to their minds.

  "Two more times," Elizabeth whispered. "Do you think you can do it?"

  "I have to," said Jonathan.

  Darlene came back for them a half hour later, and led them back to the spider. The vagina hole was exactly where they had left it.

  "All right, do you want to suck me again?" said Jonathan.

  "I have a better idea," said Elizabeth, and she actually grinned. She stood between Jonathan and the spider vagina, facing Jonathan, and she spread her legs. When she stood on her toes, Jonathan saw that the entrance to the spider vagina was between Elizabeth's legs, just below her own vagina.

  Elizabeth leaned out with her arms. "Make love to me, Jonathan," she said simply.

  Despite the ghastliness of everything around them, Jonathan smiled. He loved Elizabeth so much. He stepped forward, and carefully inserted his penis into the spider vagina, between Elizabeth's legs. But as he started pumping it, he told himself it was not the spider vagina he was making love to, it was Elizabeth. It was Elizabeth's breasts he felt against his chest as he pumped into the spider vagina. It was Elizabeth's body he hugged as he plowed in and out, in and out. It was Elizabeth's vagina he appeared to be thrusting into, he told himself. And it was Elizabeth's hands around his back, hugging him tightly. It was Elizabeth's smile right in front of him, encouraging him on. He told himself it was all Elizabeth.

  He felt a buildup, inside his penis, as he felt an irritating and good scratching against the head. "Elizabeth, I'm going to come," he gasped.

  "Come dear, come inside me," she said, and that was all he needed. He exploded, filling the spider with his semen.

  When he was spent, they kissed tenderly. Darlene, standing behind them, clapped softly. "Very good. You two make a good team. Come. It's time for your last rest break."

  This time they were lead to a communing room. They saw rows and rows of people communing with their backs to each other, women on one side, men on the other.

  "Thank you so much," said Jonathan, holding her hand. "I couldn't have done it without you." He gave her a kiss that meant everything to her.

  As they rested, Elizabeth watched the women communing. They were all naked, their nipples proudly erect. They were all in different stages of constant orgasm, moaning as they experienced sex in their minds.

  The men were interesting too, all with penises in various states of erection. Every so often a man would cry out, and ejaculate a stream of sperm into the air, even though his body had never been touched.

  "Do you think you're going to be able to do it a third time?" Elizabeth whispered.

  "I hope so," said Jonathan.

  Darlene gave him a longer rest this time, returning in an hour. She led them back to the spider. By now they had lost their fear of it. It was simply a task to be performed. Once again Elizabeth put her body in front of the spider vagina. She smiled invitingly at Jonathan and took him in her arms as he slowly inserted himself into it.

  But something was wrong. He started pumping, but could only get semi-erect. On his better days, he could have three orgasms in one night if all conditions were perfect.

  Here, conditions were far from perfect. Despite the presence of his loving wife, he was acutely aware that he was in a cave full of horrible creatures, under awful green lighting, and being forced to have sex with a giant spider. He simply couldn't get more than semi hard. Jonathan tried for a few minutes more, and then shook his head, pulling out.

  "I can't," he told Darlene. "Twice will have to be enough."

  "It isn't," said Darlene, her eyes blazing. "We need at least three samples. If not, then this experiment will be marked as a failure."

  They all knew what that meant.

  "Wait," said Elizabeth. "I have an idea." She motioned for Jonathan to sit on the ground, and she did the same, with her back to him.

  "What are we going to do?" Jonathan asked.

  Jonathan had never communed before. But Elizabeth had. "Just relax, and tilt backwards slightly until we are barely touching," she said, doing the same.

  He did, and she did, and when their riders came into contact, both of them stiffened. Elizabeth's nipples suddenly grew erect. She started taking deep breaths. Jonathan's penis grew stiff. Suddenly, his mind was filled with images of sex with Elizabeth.

  Suddenly, in his mind, she was mounting him, poling up and down. Jonathan watched joyfully as his glistening organ disappeared and reappeared as it went in and out of her love hole. He loved watching her breasts, beaded with sweat, as they bounced up and down. And the look on her face, the look of sheer determination, the determination to make him come, was more than he could bear.

  Jonathan grew harder, and harder, and he started to moan. He was going to come. He could feel it. Elizabeth, who was linked to him, felt what he was feeling. She immediately leaned forward, breaking the connection. She turned around, grabbed his penis roughly, and pulled on it, making him step forward, even as he felt a surge of semen rising within his shaft. He gave his first blast just as Elizabeth succeeded in painfully shoving his shaft into the spider vagina.

  Jonathan, relieved, felt four more pulses sink into the creature.

  Elizabeth smiled triumphantly at Darlene, feeling pleased with herself.

  "Very good, Elizabeth," said Darlene. "You have both done well. Now you may go home. It will take a few days to find out if the eggs have quickened."

  Jonathan gave Elizabeth a hug and together they found their clothes and made their way out of the cave.

  ********

  The next few days were restful, but anxious. Restful, because Darlene was gone and was making no further demands of them. Elizabeth and Jonathan were together again. True, they had riders on their backs, but the riders did not make them do anything they didn't want to. And the rashes on their backs were slowly getting larger. But there was nothing they could do that about that. They talked and lived and made love together without interference. It was bliss.

  Leslie, of course, was still going out daily to Infect others. She seemed to have been more taken over by her rider than they were. But while they didn't approve of what she was doing, they couldn't stop her, and she wasn't being harmed.

  The main source of anxiety, of course, was what the results of the experiment would be. If the spider got pregnant, what would it give birth to? Would Darlene be satisfied with the results? And if it didn't get pregnant, what else would she demand of them?

  They found out three days later when Darlene came over while they were finishing dinner.

  "Hello, Mom and Dad," said Darlene. "And you too, little sister."

  Leslie smiled at Darlene. She liked Darlene once again, now that she had joined the Hive Mind. Just what had that spider put in her mind?

  "So, what's the news?" Jonathan asked guarded.

  "The spider... did not get pregnant. To be fair, the chances were not promising. But you were such a fertile, cooperative couple, that we wanted you to try."

  "Well, we did try," said Jonathan, hoping that was the end of it.

  "Still, there is the matter of your unpaid genetic debt to the Hive," said Darlene.

  "We've done everything you've asked," said Elizabeth.

  "Cooperation and results are not the same thing," said Darlene. "The Hive has been debating. They want to turn Leslie into a Harem Guard."

  "A Harem Guard?"

  "I won't lie to you, it's not pretty," said Darlene. "Her brain neurons will be wiped clean. She will be given a new personality. An insect based one. Then she will serve as a guard in the Hive."

  "No," said Leslie. "No, I won't do it."

  "You don't have a choice," said Darlene. "Your rider--it's a double banded now, isn't it? You won't be able to refuse it."

  "But... I've been wo
rking so hard, Infecting others," said Leslie.

  "And we appreciate that work," said Darlene. "But now you have to answer to a higher calling."

  Jonathan stood up, standing between Darlene and Leslie. "Isn't there anything else we could try? Anything?"

  "Anything?" Darlene raised her eyebrows. She knew she had Jonathan exactly where she wanted him now. "There is one other... procedure you might undertake. A procedure, if successful, would cancel all your debts to the Hive."

  "And what is that?" said Jonathan.

  "For you to undergo the transformation to becoming an instant reprogrammer," said Darlene.

  "What is that?" Elizabeth asked.

  "An instant programmer can instantly infect and reprogram a person's mind merely through touch," said Darlene, lightly laying a hand on Elizabeth's shoulder. Elizabeth flinched involuntarily.

  "And you want to change Jonathan into that?" Elizabeth asked. "How much of his body would change? Would he have insect arms and legs?"

  "No," said Darlene. "He would have the same physical body you see there."

  "What about his mind?" said Elizabeth.

  "There would be some... adjustments," said Darlene. "But his basic personality would be intact."

  "No," said Elizabeth immediately.

  "Wait," said Jonathan. "What kind of adjustments?"

  "You have a rider on your back," said Darlene. "Has that changed your personality?"

  Jonathan thought about it. The rider had given him pain at times, but had it actually made him do anything? He thought about all the things he had done. Stealing information for the Hive. Impregnating Joy. Impregnating a giant spider. He never in his right mind would have agreed to all these things. But had his rider actually influenced him? It was hard to say.

  "I... I don't think so," said Jonathan hesitantly.

  "Then this procedure will change you no more than a rider would," said Darlene.

  Jonathan looked at Elizabeth. She looked very uncertain. She looked at Darlene. "His personality will be the same? You promise?"