CHAPTER 6

Diane slammed her desk in anger. It had been 3 days ever since her aunt was kidnapped but the police still did not have any clue about the biker gang who kidnapped her aunt. Instead of good news, she received a flood of bad news during the last three days.

Rob, whom she asked to seek any information about the biker gang, had the audacity to send back his badge and gun instead of getting any information through a delivery post to tell that he had quit the department.

Yes, she wanted Rob to quit, but not when the department needed manpower.

In just three days, the situation in the police department had gotten worse. The department was swarmed with increased reports about biker gang-related crimes, vandalism, and indecent exposure that sparked public unrest. The thing that made Diane frustrated was when the police got there, the perpetrator of the crime would always be gone as if they knew beforehand when the police would arrive. To make matters worse, they had mistakenly detained multiple people, and some officers of their department were accused of performing excessive **** on innocent people when doing their jobs. One of the members who were accused of performing excessive use of **** and extortion was Lieutenant Paulina. Diane found it hard to believe Paulina had committed those deeds.

Diane knew Paulina well, her trusted confidant was a law-abiding officer with a righteous moral compass. There was no way that she would do something that would break the law herself.

But the police chief noticed that Paulina was acting a bit differently. These last three days, every time Diane saw Paulina, the police officer was never seen without over-done sensual makeup adorning her face; dark-blue eyeshadow, bright cherry-red lipstick, and dark reddish blush to her cheeks, which made her look an aroused bitch.

Paulina just said to her that she was currently seeing a man, thus Diane didn’t pursue it further and only threw a joking question of when Paulina would introduce her new man to her.

The door to her office opened, and a woman wearing a lab coat walked in.

“It seems I arrived not in good times,” said the woman.

Diane let out a tired sigh, “Yes, our department is swarmed with work these days. So, what's your business for coming here, Ms. Cortez?”

The scientist lady was Tina Cortez. She was a researcher sent by the state research institute to research the meteorite that fell on the city's outskirts.

“First, I want to thank you for keeping the meteorite until our team’s arrival. Unfortunately, after our preliminary investigation, the meteorite seems to not be completely intact and had been broken into several smaller pieces.”

“Isn't that normal for a meteorite crash? I hear that you even strike a deal with someone to share a few small piece of the rock to them.”

“That’s a different matter, that someone was the owner of the land, if we didn't gave him a few pieces, we might couldn't study the rock. Back to the matter at hand, I want to request your help to collect or at least identify the location of the broken pieces. I'm sorry for piling another job to your department considering how busy you are.”

“That sounds like an impossible request, you want us to search for a needle in the pile of haystacks.”

“This meteorite contains a special substance that the state wants, and it is dangerous to leave it in the hands of civilians, the sudden increase of crime in this city is probably also related to these substances.”

“What do you mean?”

“To keep it short, something in the meteorite can affect people's minds and make them go crazy. Now you know that whether you want it or not, you need to help us locate the broken pieces.”

“Really? Can a meteorite cause that? It seems to be something like in fiction.” Diane had a hard time believing what the scientist said.

“It is something from outside of this planet after all, thing like that should never be out of our expectations.”

“You are right, if the broken meteorite piece really has that effect, it will be no good if clueless civilians or bad guys get it in their hands. So, I will accept the request but can you give me an idea of how to locate those broken pieces?”

“Brute ****. Just send your **** all over the city, if they act weird when they are back or not back to the office at all, it means that someone who had the pieces is in that area.”

“Outrageous! Do you want to use us as cannon fodders?” Diane glared at Tina.

“It's the police's job to protect the citizens, you are the shield of society. You should feel honored by this sacrifice. Anyway, you don’t need to worry, my team has begun to research how to revert the effect of the meteorite.”

Diane bit her lips in frustration, “Fine.”

She didn’t want to expose her subordinate to such dangerous objects that could influence someone’s mind to commit a crime after all their hard work to restore the department's reputation but she couldn’t think of any better way. She also couldn’t rebuke what Tina said. Police should be the shield for the citizens.

“Thank you, I will not disturb your job any longer, Chief Addams. I hope you have a good day. I await good news from you,” said the brunette-haired researcher before making her way out of the room.

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Wait…Just send your **** all over the city, if they act weird when they are back or not back to the office at all, it means that someone who had the pieces is in that area.

Rob! How do I not think of him when Tina said that? He fits what Tina said perfectly.

Rob who previously played safe to not get booted from the police department suddenly had enough courage to quit.

He was the first one to check the meteorite crash site. For someone slimy like him, I bet if he found there’s a broken chunk from the meteorite, he would take it for himself so he could sell it later.

Diane quickly tried to call the man’s number but received no response from Rob.

“Fuck, Rob, this fucker is really problematic,” she cursed as she directly assumed her conjecture was true.

Diane then contacted Paulina next.

“What can I do for you, Ma’am?” the voice on the other end asked her once the call connected.

“Where are you?”

“I’m on patrol.”

“Rob seems to have a problem, I want you to check his residence, and apprehend him as soon as possible if you meet him.”

“Roger that, anything else?” Paulina answered.

“Be safe, prioritize your safety, if your head begins to feel funny, just go back,” Diane reminded. She didn’t want a bright officer like Paulina to fall victim to the meteorite influence.

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Meanwhile, inside her car, Tina Cortez called a mysterious number after she finished her meeting with Diane.

“I have done what you ask, Master.”

“Good job, Tina, as a reward, you may slap your uppity cunt hard and you will cum from the pain. Don’t disconnect the call, I want to hear your scream.”

“Thank you, Master, I will now slap my pussy, I hope my scream will entertain you.”

Tina then quickly removed her skirt and underwear. Without any hesitation slapped her bare pussy as hard as possible.

SPANK!

“OUCH!”

The Latina screamed in pain, but a moment later she gushed uncontrollably, wetting her car flooring with her juice. It lasted for around two minutes before Tina stopped spasming in pleasure.

A few moments after it, the scientist had regained a slight energy to resume her call with her master.

“Thank you for letting me cum, Master.”

“Do you have anything else you want to say, Tina?”

“I don’t mean to doubt your plan, Master, but isn’t it better to just take the police chief as your thrall?” The scientist asked.

“You uppity cunt always take things too lightly and underestimate others, this is why in the end you are my ****, and I become your master,” the voice mocked. “She will be mine but this is not the right moment to convert her. Trying to control her right now is a risky endeavor. If we could take her by surprise, sure, we could take her down, but in a direct confrontation, she might draw her gun first before I could convert her. The other Hive Lord probably thinks the same as me. The current chaotic situation out there is another hive lord’s plan to thin down the police ****. When the police forces had weakened, they probably would take the chief as theirs. At that moment, we just need to move one step faster than them and reap all their hard work.”

“You are so smart, Master.”

“I know I am. The other hive lords are on the move, we should move with care before we know how capable they are and what personality block they have.”

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Back to three days ago, the hive biker gang base.

After sending Paulina away, Rob gathered his remaining slut around. Blaze, NG, Nightmare, Hag, Doll, Singed, and Lena. Looking at these transformed women, Rob could classify them into Gang Enforcers, which consisted of Hag, Singed, and Lena; Stress Relievers; which NG and Doll belonged to; and lastly, the members who didn’t belong to the two categories, like Blaze and Nightmare, who could fill the roles of enforcer and stress reliever just fine. So far, he only transformed those women to sate his power trip, but if he wanted to make a functional biker gang, making more brainless sluts was not what he should do right now. His gang lacked vital personnel, the specialists who would take care of the technical side of the gang.

“Do any of you have anyone in mind that could help us with the technical part—a mechanic, someone good with technology and machinery?”

Blaze raised her hand. “I have a nerdy friend, she is good with tech stuff, and also had a hot MILF as a mom.”

“Noted. Any other candidate?” Rob was not certain that a college girl could fill the vital role but didn’t dismiss the idea. At worst, she could be made an assistant.

“Should it be a woman? If it is not limited to women, I know a man who could be our mechanic; he also owns a workshop,” Hag said.

“We will give her a visit tomorrow and see whether he fits into the gang,” Rob replied.

Singed then raised her hand. “Boss, do we need a doctor for the gang?”

“ A doctor, huh? The hive in our body already makes us immune to most illnesses, but I think having one who knows about **** is nice too. The gang will not be complete without that one crook who talks about **** so often. Do you have someone in mind?”

“My mother, she’s a doctor, we can get him into the gang.”

“Do you have any way to get your mother here?”

Singed shook her head and said, “ Sorry, Boss, I don’t have my phone anymore.”

"Oh, right, I crush them. So, how far is your mother’s place from here? We will give her a visit.”

“My parents' place is not that far from the city outskirts, from here to her place probably will only take around 20 minutes to travel with our motorbikes.”

“Will your father be home with your mother at this hour?”

“Probably.”

“What is your father’s job?”

“He’s Businessman.”

“Too bad for him then, I don’t need a businessman. I think we will take him out of the picture.”

Singed just nodded, affirming that she didn’t have any complaints about Rob’s plan. She naturally knew what Rob meant by removing his father from the picture. They would kill him, or at least make him unable to bother them forever, whatever it would be. But even with Rob saying that, it didn't invoke any strong sad feelings in Singed’s mind. She was happy to dedicate her parents to the hive. If the boss said that his father didn’t suit the gang, it meant he didn’t hold any importance anymore for her.

“I, Singed, and NG will go to Singed’s parents' place; meanwhile, the rest of you can guard and make this place more comfortable. I want to sleep in a soft bed when I come back, whether you girls rob the nearest store, or go back to your old house to get it, I don’t care, but I want you to do it clean, if anybody notices and wants to stop you, you bitches know what to do right?”

“Yes, boss, we will make them regret their action if they dare to make a fuss,” the group of women said in unison.

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Rob and his two gang sluts arrived in front of Singed's parent's house.

“Knock the door. Let's give your parents a surprise,” Rob commanded the muscular Korean girl.

“Yes, Boss.”

Singed knocked on the door loudly.

“Who?” asked the voice through the intercom.

“It's me, Kimberly,” Singed answered. Singed hated the name Kimberly, but she judged that it was necessary to say that name so her parents would open the door and not make the Boss wait.

“Kimberly?” The door opened, and a middle-aged Asian man, Kimberly’s father, opened the door. The man expected that he would see his lovely daughter when he opened the door, but what was waiting for him was someone he barely recognized: a thuggish woman who looked like a muscular Barbie doll with volleyball-sized tits bolted on her chest stood in front of the door, along with a very sexy platinum blonde-haired vixen and one dangerous-looking man.

“Don’t you recognize me, Daddy?” Singed said with a sneer on her face.

“Kimberly?” If the first one was because the man couldn’t recognize her, this time he called her name because he couldn't believe that his daughter now looked like a thuggish muscle bimbo.

“What happened to you? Why do you look like this?” Kimberly's father asked.

“I will explain what happened to your daughter, mister,” Rob interjected. He quickly choked the man before he could notice what Rob had done. Silver lines formed on his neck like a collar. Rob didn't waste a lot of power on Kimberly's father. Rob controlled the hive to limit his air intake so he couldn't scream and could be easily controlled even by NG.

“NG, he's yours. Give him the fuck of his life that he would never forget. I make it that if he cum, the hive will cut his air intake completely.”

Rob threw Kimberly's father to the floor and moved deeper into the house without giving a second look at the man.

“Pathetic, serve you right for calling me Kimberly,” Singed spat on her father before following Rob inside the house.

NG sashayed to the man. She then put her stiletto-heeled feet atop the man’s crotch to keep him from moving and got his attention on her. The vile vixen grinned wickedly. She licked her lips wet as if she found a tasty prey, ”You will play with me while the Boss takes care of your wife. I like to play with married men the most. You should be glad that your last fuck in this life is me, I will be the best pussy you ever feel before the life snuffed out of you.”

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“Kimberly, is that you?” The same shocked response was uttered by Kimberly’s Mother, Mina Song.

Singed had a displeased expression on her face after hearing her parents say the name Kimberly a few times. The only people who could call her Kimberly without invoking her ire were the gang members. It’s a special privilege reserved for them, but even though she let them call her Kimberly, Mother Lena was the only one who called her with that name.

Unlike his father, Boss would convert her mother into a gang member. Her mother would then have the privilege to call her Kimberly. But for now, her mother wasn’t yet their gang member and had not earned the right yet. Though knowing her mother would soon be her sister-in-arm was enough to make Singed hold her anger, and not make any aggressive move or remark on her mother unlike what she did to her father.

“Yes, It’s me, your sweet daughter, Kimberly, though I now go with the name Singed. It’s the name Boss gave me when I joined his gang. Sweet, right? He was probably inspired by our Song family name and then named me Singed. Sing and Song, albeit Singed had different meanings entirely unrelated to song, but who am I to complain? our family name Song was never related to music stuff, anyway. Also if you are wondering why I look like this, the Boss is the one who transformed me into this form, and you will be next, mommy. The boss wants someone who knows about **** in his gang, and I recommend that he take you.”

Mina was horror-struck to hear what her daughter said. Her mind still couldn’t comprehend what her daughter just said. What her mind could process was that there was someone her daughter called Boss who did all of this to her. Her attention shifted to the man who accompanied her daughter.

“Yes, ma'am, I am who your daughter call as Boss. I changed her and next, I will change you,” Rob walked closer to the Asian MILF.

The black-haired MILF took a step back every time Rob took a step forward toward her.“Help! Jun-woo, help me!” Mina shouted.

“Jun-woo? Is that your husband’s name? Too bad for you, your hubby probably gets his cock inside my slut of ex-wife’s cunt and has his life drained out of him.”

“What did you do to my husband?” Mina asked in fear.

“Soon, he will be a goner, so you don’t need to worry about him. Well, after I'm done with you, you won’t even spare a second thinking about that man.”

Silver strings danced around Rob. Like a swarm of snakes, they rapidly attacked Mina. The scared woman didn’t have any chance to resist or escape anymore, the Hive quickly took over control of her body and mind.

“First, let's see what you hide behind those clothes.”

With a command, the Hive quickly dissolved Mina's clothes into a liquid puddle. Rob ogled the Korean MILF naked body. What Rob didn’t expect was Mina was quite a fit athletic woman with toned abs. Reading her memories, Rob found out that Mina was a health freak with a spartan diet and workout. Thanks to her strict training regimen, Mina managed to get a body that did not lose in sexiness compared to younger girls. People probably would not believe that the doctor was in her mid-40s.

“I hate a health freak, so let’s make you a nasty one, though it’s a pity to destroy this beautiful body. Anyway, no big loss as I can make another sexy sluts next time. ”

Rob controlled the hive to mold Mina’s body. Mina quickly lost weight until it was below the healthy standard, she was so bony that her ribcage could be seen. Her perky C-cup tits sagged and lost mass as she lost weight but then they suddenly seemed to be pumped with air and expand like a big balloon, her new fake tits were even slightly bigger than what Singed had. It was the only big notable thing on her lanky frame that easily took someone's focus. She was just a pair of tits with legs for most people now.

Rob wasn’t so evil this time, he still let her have a pretty face, despite the weight loss, the sunken eyes and hollow cheeks worked in her favor to make her facial features sharpen and gave her an impression that she was a dangerous woman. Her straight black hair exploded in volume and styled itself into big bouffant hair.

A tattoo that read ‘toxic’ appeared on her left collarbone, and ‘venomous’ on her right collarbone. A snake tattoo was circling each of her tits. Her pussy loosened and her labia became flabby. Precum dripped from her cunt constantly.

Next, the silver puddle crawled back to her body to form a new set of clothes for her. Mina was now dressed in a black colored coat with a skull logo on her back, under her coat, similar to her daughter, she wore a black studded bikini top that struggled to contain her volleyball tits and a micro leather skirt without any underwear. A set of blue safety gloves covered her hand to finish her appearance.

“You are Venomina, our gang poison and **** expert. I am a good enough person, so I will let you remember that you are Singed’s mother. But as far as you remember, you raised her alone, you had poisoned your husband to **** after you awakened your passion in trying to experiment with ****. After killing your husband, you and your daughter decide to run away and thus join my gang from there onward. You have very low esteem despite your knowledge and achievement and are self-conscious of your terrible appearance. You thought of yourself as an ugly monster and always jealous of other women. You like to pull a small harmless prank involving **** on other bitches in the gang to vent your jealousy, to make yourself feel slightly better than them, but we know that you remain an ugly one on the bottom of the pole. You secretly wanted the other gang members to take their anger on you. Because you deserve to be abused, even by your daughter. ”

“Now, wake up,” Rob clapped and the Hive rewrote Mina Song’s personality with Venomina.

A new set of memories filled Venomina’s mind like a flood. She could vividly remember the time she overdosed her husband with ****, the time when she felt so scared of what she had done, the time she felt a strange joy that she had killed her husband with poison, the time she decided to run away and join a biker gang. These memories fell into place one by one to create a new life for Mina Song as Venomina.

“Hello, Boss, what do we do here?” Venomina asked.

“Do you know where we are now?” Rob asked curiously.

“Of course, we are in my old house that I left years ago. I am amazed that this place is still clean, someone probably bought this place.”

Rob let out a chuckle after hearing her response. The hive had done extensive work to rewrite Mina’s life. When Rob checked inside her mind, the memories of the old Mina Song were still there, deep in the recess of her mind, he could access it through the hive mind, but Venomina could not remember those things anymore.

“Let’s go out, I got what I want here.”

The three walked back to the foyer. NG was sitting atop the lying body of Kimberly's father, still moving up and down, pumping his cock. The man had his eyes already rolled to the back, and mouth full of foam.

“Stop it, NG, he's already a goner,” Rob commanded.

NG did as Rob commanded and stopped fucking the man.

“Who is that man, Boss?” Venomina asked. She didn't recognize the man who several minutes ago was still her husband.

“Oh, he's nothing important, if you wonder, he is the current owner of this house. Why do you ask?”

“I’m just curious why NG fucking that man. Pity now that this man is a goner now, nobody will keep this house clean.”

“Don't be attached to this place, you will never be here ever again.”

The Korean MILF nodded.

The four of them walked over the man’s cold body and left the house.

Before they rode away leaving the house, Rob noticed that there were a pair of eyes watching them from one of the neighbors' houses.

“There seems to be one other thing we needed to take care of before we left this area,” said Rob.

Rob tapped into Mina's old memory to get information about her neighbor and soon found out who the house belonged to.

Tracy Lyre, 30 years old. A divorcee. Her relationship with the Song family was good. She could be considered Mina’s close confidant despite their age difference. A florist.

A smile appeared on Rob's face. A divorcee who lives alone was easy prey for him.

“You three will be on guard. She might be trying to call the police. If you notice the police approaching, just go back to the hideout.”

“Yes, boss,” said his three gang sluts in unison.

Rob went to Tracy's house. He didn't waste his trying to make Tracy open the door for him, unlike the Song, Tracy would never willingly open the door. He commanded the hive to assimilate the door lock. He was more experienced in doing this after what he did to Carla's house, and now he was able to unlock the door in no time.

Rob let the hive to track where Tracy was hiding. It might be because Tracy never met this kind of situation before, and she thought that as long as she hid in her room until help came, she would be safe. She thought Rob was an ordinary home invader who would only take valuables from her and then go away before the police came in.

Rob was standing in front of Tracy's bedroom where she hid herself. He had poured the hive into the room.

A moment later. He heard a click from the other side of the room, and the door was opened. Tracy was the one who opened it. Her eyes already turned all white. Silver streaks had spread all over her body as the hive took over control of her body and mind.

Before working on her, Rob tapped into Tracy’s memories to check whether she had called the police or not. To Rob's surprise, she had taken some sweet time before trying to call the police. When she peeked at their group that was just leaving Mina's house, she didn't call the police right away. It was only when Rob had invaded her house that she tried to call the police, and from the call with them, it seemed that the police were quite occupied and help would be delayed. It gave Rob more time to work on Tracy.

“Because you called those police, you need to be punished.”

Rob snapped his finger and Tracy's sundress melted into a puddle and left her buck naked. Tracy's body was less impressive than Mina's. But as Mina's friend, Mina often gave her advice on a healthy diet and workout, so Tracy was able to stay slim and fit. She didn't have a toned body like Mina had before, but she still managed to sculpt a bubbly buttock for herself. In her chest department, she was barely a C-cup and was more a B-cup.

A lit cigarette appeared on Rob's hand. He then snubbed it by pressing it on Tracy's breast, “Let’s change your name, you will now respond to the name Tari, you will be our gang's human ashtray, you are the expert in tasting cigarettes, from how its tobacco taste, how its ash taste, and how its cigarette butt taste. You aren’t a smoker yourself, just a secondhand smoker who loves how smoke smells. You will ask the other gang members to blow their smoke to your face. You will let other gang members throw their used cigarettes in your mouth so you can dispose of them by swallowing the trash. You will never get seriously ill from consuming them but it would still make you want to vomit for a short moment. ”

Rob began to alter Tari's body. Her shiny golden blonde locks lost their luster and looked dry and frizzy like it wasn't well-cared, some gray streaks began to appear amongst her hair.

A horseshoe barbell nose ring appeared on her face. The nose ring wasn't the only piercing that she got, inside her mouth, a new metal stud pierced her tongue. Her tongue now also extended a bit longer than what a normal human had.

Her breast expanded so it into p. Several faded black cigarette burn marks appeared all over her body with multiple of them around her tits.

“As for your love for flowers, let's put your passion for those plants to more beneficial use. You no longer care about those ornamental plants, you will be disdainful of someone who finds flowers to be beautiful. The plants or flowers you care about are only those that have addictive substances on them, such as tobacco, opium poppies, or cannabis. You want to cultivate them for the gangs. You will work with Venomina regarding how to use those plants.”

Next, Rob controlled the Hive to get Tari a new set of clothes. A black pothole dress formed around her body. The holes in the dress became a guide on which place people might snub their cigarettes on her body. On her neck was a metallic collar with the word ‘Smoke Slut’ to tell others that she was a human ashtray. A set of easily torn sheer stockings adorned her legs. The last article of clothing that the hive created for her was their gang's black leather jacket.

“Wake up, Tari.”

The assimilation of Tracy into the hive mind was complete. The former florist regained her consciousness as Tari, the gang’s human ashtray.

“Do you want to use my trashcan of mouth, Boss?”

Tari's first response after gaining her consciousness was to offer Rob her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and extended her tongue out. Rob didn’t expect how long the Hive made Tari’s new tongue. She could roll it down to her chin. Rob was amazed that she could talk like normal even with that kind of tongue.

_Magic. Well, the hive works is almost magical. _Rob thought while admiring his new creation.

“As far as I want to put my dick into your mouth, too bad your stupid ass called the police, so we don’t have time for that. You can have this though,” Rob took out the previous half-spent cigarette from his pocket. He shook the cigarette shaft lightly so the ash fell into Tari’s tongue. Thinking it was not enough, he put the remaining cigarette into her mouth.”

“Ankhh hyu, Oss. (Thank you, Boss)” Tari said before closing her mouth to swallow the cigarette butt and ashes. Her body trembled as she was hit by a momentary nausea. But she was happy that she could do her function as a human ashtray.

“Alright we need to go from here, I will introduce you to your sisters of gang slut, they would happily feed you the cigarette ashes you crave.”

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