Parasites Love Earth!

  "I was cooperative?" said Sam, feeling alarmed.

  Gavin kissed her on the forehead. "Extremely so."

  After dinner, Sam went over to Jack's place. She was wearing a casual shirt and pants. She also carried a black bag. She knocked on his door.

  "Who's there?" She heard.

  "It's me, sir," said Sam.

  "Me sir who?" she heard.

  The door opened and she saw Jack, in equally casual dress, holding a steak fork. "Arden. What are you doing here?"

  "I was wondering if I could talk to you, sir."

  "Of course," said Jack.

  "Inside your apartment, sir?"

  "Yes, come in," said Jack.

  Sam remembered the last time she had been in Jack's apartment. They had been having sex, with the plant. The memory brought chills to her spine.

  They sat down on Jack's plush sofa. "So, what brings you to this neck of the woods?"

  Sam let Sam, the other Sam, do the talking.

  "It's about Gavin."

  "Oh?"

  "We've separated."

  Jack sat up. "Why?"

  "We don't love each other like we used to. It just isn't working for us," said Sam. "Also, Gavin suspects... that I'm in love with someone else." She tried to look embarrassed, which wasn't difficult.

  "Who might that be?" Jack asked.

  Sam looked at Jack. "You, sir." She bit her lips. It was time. "And it's true. It's all true. I... I love you, Jack."

  Jack just sat there, staring at her.

  "I've felt this way for years, sir," said Sam. "When you work together with someone as closely as you and I have for such a long time, it's natural for some feelings to develop. But this is more than that. Do you remember the experience we had with the Krions?"

  "The Krions?"

  "The plants."

  "Oh yes, the plants."

  "You and I were... intimate."

  "With the plants."

  "And each other, sir," said Sam. She stared him in the eye. "I realized then that I was in love with you. Madly. I still am. I want you, Jack Sullivan. Do you want me?"

  There it was. She had said it. And now for the moment of truth.

  Jack looked at her. And looked at her, and looked at her. If she hadn't had ESPer powers, she might have no idea what he was feeling. But she did.

  Then finally, he said, very quietly, "I love you too Sam. I have for years."

  "Oh Jack!" she cried. She got up, and rushed into his arms. Sam cried real tears, and started to hug and kiss him. And when his lips came down to hers, they kissed for real, and she felt an electricity within her that she had never felt with Gavin, that she had never felt with Janice, that she had never felt even by communing.

  Wordlessly, they walked hand in hand to the bedroom. They stripped off each others' clothes, and then Jack tenderly and skillfully made love to her.

  He cherished every inch of her body. Sam had to be careful to make sure that he didn't see her back, to see her rider. That would ruin everything. Whenever his hand started to wrap around her back, she would always smile slyly and move it down to her waist. Jack didn't seem to notice or mind, smiling broadly as he experimentally squeezed her ass.

  She rubbed her hard nipples lightly against his hairy chest. It had the desired affect and he grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

  And then somehow they were on his bed, and Jack was sucking on her nipples, and Sam was grinding her wet opening against his hard shaft.

  Jack was wild with need, and Sam wasn't far behind. She looked into his eyes and said urgently, "Now, Jack, please, I need you now," not because she wanted to Infect him, but because she couldn't bear to exist a single moment longer without having him inside of her.

  She saw Jack raise his penis and angle it towards her vagina, the beginning of the end of his life as a free man. He looked at her face, and Sam smiled encouragingly, and that was enough for Jack, and he gently slid it into her. Sam's inner lips parted and stretched as he thrust his mighty cock all the way into her.

  Sam gave a hoarse cry, and immediately wrapped her arms and legs around him. Jack started to work himself in and out of her in smooth, even strokes. It was the best vaginal intercourse Sam had ever had. She had never had Jack, not really, as the plants had been an intermediary. But now that she felt him inside of her, she wanted him, badly, more than anything or anyone she had ever had.

  She realized she was actually purring with pleasure, like a cat, and for once her rider didn't have to stimulate her. It was all genuine.

  But as Jack's thrusts came faster and faster, and they both heard banging sounds as Sam's head began to bump against the headboard of Jack's bed, and Jack felt the wetness of flesh on flesh as his balls banged against the bottom of Sam's ass. Jack's face assumed a look of increasing urgency, a wave of sadness overcame Sam, knowing that soon it would all be over.

  But that still didn't dampen her ardor, and as Jack tightened up, and grunted her name, "Sam!" and thrust into her one last time, she climaxed at the exact same time, feeling him spurt deeply within her.

  Jack grunted as he released his long pent up need. He had been secretly lusting after Sam for years. His body was wild with excitement as he was finally allowed to achieve his lifelong dream. He spurted into her with seven separate pulses, more than he had ever done since he was in his 20's. It felt incredible.

  And not just for Jack. As he came, so did she. Her body shook, trembling beyond control, he fingers digging deeply into Jack's arms as she came wildly. "Oh Jack, ooooh... Jack!"

  They enjoyed the quiet aftermath of the orgasm, their arms wrapped around each other. Bot only Sam knew there was a price that had to be paid. As Jack's still erect penis lay inside her vagina, he felt something crawling on the head of it. He got an odd expression on his face.

  Sam watched him closely, knowing full well what was about to happen.

  Jack pulled out of her vagina slowly. He saw the worm wrapped around the head of his penis.

  "Oh my god, Sam," he said.

  "I'm so sorry, sir," she said.

  "It's the parasite, isn't it?"

  "Yes sir," said Sam.

  He lay back on the sheets, his hands over his eyes. "Why did you do this to me, Sam. Why, why, why?"

  He seemed so personally hurt. So tremendously betrayed. Sam felt like her heart was breaking. Sam was about to explain that she did it to save his life, when Sam, the other Sam, spoke up.

  "I did it for us, sir."

  "Us?" said Jack.

  "The others wanted to kill you. But they offered me a chance to turn you," said Sam. "You don't have a choice. Half of the headquarters staff has already joined the Hive."

  "Half?"

  Sam didn't know if that was true. But she nodded. "It was this, or death."

  "I might have preferred death," said Jack.

  Sam pulled his hands from his face, and kissed him. "But I wouldn't have."

  "Well, it's not going to work," said Jack. "I'm going to march into General Henderson's office, and tell him exactly what's happening."

  Sam sighed, got out of bed, and picked up her comm unit. She handed it to him.

  "What's this?"

  "Call him now, sir."

  "Is this a trick?"

  "No, sir."

  Jack looked at her uncertainly, and then spoke into the comm unit. "Get me Gen-" he cut off, as he felt a tremendous pain in his penis. He yelled, dropping the comm.

  When he could think clearly again, he said, "All right. What if I send him a written message?"

  "I tried that sir. It always knows."

  "All right, I'll get old Doc Whistler to take this thing off me."

  Sam shook her head.

  "No?" said Jack. "She's one of you?"

  "One of us, sir," said Sam.

  Jack paused a moment. "Arden, how long have you been like this?"

  "A few weeks, sir."

  Jack considered this. "Why didn't you ever say anything?"

  "I tried, sir.
Remember the time I had an upset stomach, a few weeks ago?"

  Jack frowned and nodded.

  "I was trying to warn you then, but I barely got out the first syllable before it cut me off with pain. It's that quick, and that intelligent. You can't win, sir."

  "Well, maybe I can't," said Jack. He tried gingerly to touch the worm, but got a warning pain in his penis for his efforts. "But I can resist."

  "There is another option," said Sam.

  "There is?"

  "If you cooperate. Voluntarily," said Sam.

  Jack laughed. "Why would I do that?"

  "To be with me," said Sam. "There is active discussion right now about selecting a breeding partner for me." She started stroking his legs.

  "A breeding partner?"

  "To have children, sir. They value people with ESPer skills. I have been told that if you show yourself to be... cooperative, they are very likely to select you because of our...past history together," said Sam. Her hand traced over Jack's shaft, ever so slowly.

  This was news to Sam. She knew nothing about this at all. Was it true? She felt herself getting excited, even by the possibility.

  "And what do I have to do to be... cooperative?" said Jack.

  "Not much," said Sam. "Continue to meet with me."

  "Where you'll give me more worms, right?"

  "Yes sir," said Sam. "But you'll get them anyway, one way or another. And the other thing is... well, I'd better just show you." She reached over and unzipped her black bag. A black spider came out.

  Jack jumped slightly in bed. "We saw those in the cave."

  "They're used to interface with people's minds," said Sam. "You would have to let it connect with yours, sir. Briefly."

  "No thanks," said Jack, watching it run around the bed.

  "Please, sir. It would only discourage you from doing things which would hurt you, like warning General Henderson. The rest of your personality would be totally unaffected."

  Jack watched the black spider. He didn't like this.

  "You're going to give in anyway, one way or another. You're already Infected. Why not give in a little more so we can have a chance, a chance to be together," she looked into his eyes. "You can breed with me, Jack, or someone else will. So Jack, who will it be, you, or someone else? Hurry up, Jack, it's time to decide."

  Don't agree to it, Jack, don't! Sam thought.

  After thinking a moment, Jack said, "It will be me." Even as Sam was rolling him over on his belly, she could barely contain her surprise. The great Jack Sullivan, the alpha male dominant man, had simply surrendered, and agreed to let his brain be reprogrammed.

  All because of her.

  As the spider jumped on his back, Jack winced, but he didn't look at the spider, he looked at Sam. With an expression of longing, she felt. And then the spider moved on top of his head and plunged his microfilaments into his brain, and Jack's eyeballs rolled up and his eyelids fluttered, and Sam felt alone enough to cry.

  ********

  When it was done, and the spider was back in her bag, Jack slowly blinked.

  "Are you all right?"

  Jack nodded. "I don't feel any different."

  "I told you it wouldn't be so bad," said Sam, with a confidence she didn't feel. She wondered what the spider had really done to him. There was no way to know for sure.

  On the way home, Sam grinned in her rearview mirror. "You did it! I always knew you would."

  "I had to," said Sam, sobbing a little.

  "Oh, don't give me that line. You were thrilled to welcome Jack into the Hive. If Gavin hadn't suggested it, you would have found a way to do it," said Sam.

  "Not true," said Sam, her voice cracking.

  "You wanted Jack. You wanted him at any cost. And this was the only way you could get him. You are as pleased as punch. You loved it when he took the worm. You're excited about seeing him tomorrow and giving him his second one. Don't deny it, you can't lie to me!"

  "I... I am excited at the thought of seeing Jack again," said Sam. She could think of nothing else, of seeing him naked. Of making love to him. Of him making love to her. And yes, giving him another worm. Making him more like her. Building a more durable connection between them.

  "I don't know... maybe I am learning to love the Hive," said Sam.

  "Finally."

  ********

  When she returned home that night, she had reported the mission a success to Gavin and he had smiled, looking pleased. He didn't seem at all bothered that Sam had had sex with his longtime nemesis. Gavin was only concerned about the needs of the Hive Mind.

  The next day, Sam and Jack gave each other knowing glances at work. She doubted whether Jack would try to alert General Henderson, now that he had been programmed by the spider. But how would he feel about her? Was he angry that she had Infected him? From the way he looked at her, it was clear his feelings hadn't changed. Through her ESPer skills Sam felt longing. The same longing she felt for him.

  That evening, she returned to his apartment. He opened the door for her and she entered without saying a word. All they did was look in each others' eyes. Then they madly and passionately made love to each other.

  Sam didn't really try to hide her rider from Jack, and when he first saw it, he got a surprised look on his face. Sam worried he would find her less attractive. But using her ESPer powers, she felt a strong surge of lust in his mind. He wanted her, rider or not.

  And then, when they had both climaxed, and were laying together, Jack asked, "So.... I hate to ask, but is the next worm slithering somewhere on me?"

  "No," said Sam. She reached into her bag and pulled out a jar containing a single worm. "Turn over, Jack."

  He turned over on his back. She opened the jar and put the worm on it. Sam frowned even as the worm landed. He had given in so easily, so quickly. She had thought he would fight it more. She felt a little... disappointed in him.

  The second worm worked its way to the area between his shoulder blades, even as the first, sensing the new presence, migrated to join it. In moments Jack had two worms on his back.

  "Lovely," said Jack.

  Sam kissed him to soften the blow. Then the kiss turned into something else, and they made love, yet again.

  The next evening they made love again. Twice. Sam didn't want it to end. But it did, eventually. And once again she made Jack turn over, and put a third worm on his back.

  "What are these things doing to me?" Jack asked.

  "Not much. Not unless you try to warn anyone about them," said Sam. "I mean, they start to influence you a little, of course."

  "Influence? How?"

  Sam put her face close to his. "Momomomom," she said.

  Jack's eyes glazed over. "Momomomomomom."

  "Momomomomomom, said Sam.

  "Momomomomomom," said Jack.

  It felt so good to do it with Jack. She was beginning to feel more comfortable with this. Maybe with Jack and the Hive, together, things would all work out for the best.

  Sam came back to his house on the fourth night, and they had sex again. Jack never tired of it, and neither did she. They had both repressed urges for years and years. Even when they had sex with the plant, Jack had never actually put his penis inside of Sam's vagina. Now that he was doing it, stroking within her, she found a certain level of intimacy she hadn't felt with anyone. Not even Gavin.

  But then the time came for the next worm. The last worm. She handed Jack the bottle, resisting the urge to cry.

  "What?" said Jack, looking at her. Then he understood. "You want me to put it on myself?"

  "To show your cooperation," said Sam. She put a hand over his. "It's all right. You're already under their control. There's no way you can fight it. All we can do is try to be together." She stared into his eyes, and he nodded. And Jack loved her so much that he opened the bottle, and without looking, turned over and emptied the contents on his back.

  She slept with Jack all night, cuddling in his arms. When they woke up, shortly before dawn, s
he pulled him by the hand to the bathroom. "I want to show you something," she said.

  She turned his back to the mirror. For the first time Jack saw his rider.

  "Swell," said Jack, grimacing.

  "Oh, but it is," said Sam, giving him a kiss. "With a rider, we can commune."

  "Commune?"

  Sam showed him.

  In short order they were sitting back to back, still totally nude.

  "Momomomom," said Sam.

  "Momomomom," said Jack.

  "Momomom Mamoonishom! Mamoonishom Momomomomomom!" said Sam.

  "Mamoonishom! Momomom Momomomomomom!" said Jack.

  And then they were off to dreamland, a dreamland filled with flying, fornicating pancakes. But intermixed with that were dreams of Sam making love to Jack and Jack making love to Sam. In the real world, Sam's nipples became hard as a pebbles and she started to pant as she got wet between her legs. As Jack experienced the same erotic dreams, Jack's penis slowly grew erect, and then slowly started to jerk upwards, once, twice, three times, before spraying a stream of sperm across the room. Jack, in his trance state, barely noticed.

  When they came out of it, they were both soaked with perspiration. "What do you think?" said Sam.

  "That was incredible," said Jack.

  They showered together, which almost lead to another adventure, if they hadn't been short on time. Sam promised she would come every day until Jack's rider was mature. Jack frowned at the thought of that, but he had no way of denying Sam anything she wanted.

  Gavin was pleased with Sam's progress. But she was still disturbed by his utter lack of jealousy. They had shared such intimacies together, but it seems for Gavin that was little more than a phase, a phase to coach her through the maturity of her rider. His love for her seemed less strong than it had been.

  And then one day she came home and Gavin wasn't there. But his spider box was. And so was her hand scanner.

  The hand scanner that James Monroe had modified to record the organic frequency of the alien life forms.

  They already had the frequency of the insects, and the riders. All they were lacking were the frequencies of the spiders, and the humanoid version of the Hive Mind, which Sam had yet to encounter.