Evolution

In your deep slumber images flash through your mind as you feel your body change. You see rows upon rows of your fellow priestesses, locked to the ground at their hands and knees by the slime. Each of their forms have been mounted by your children, their legs wrapping around the ****’s bodies, locking them together. Screams and moans echo constantly in the room as eggs are **** into them, sealing their fate. Tears stream down their faces as their bellies swell, clearly not enjoying this as much as you did. As you wander down the tunnel you found yourself in, you notice everything is enveloped in exactly the same fleshlike material which your chamber is. But this isn’t your home, this is somewhere else…

A drone rushes past you and enters a tunnel to the side, you follow it, curious to what the smaller tunnels hold. The tunnel is slightly crooked, causing the slime produced by the fleshlike coverings to run down further into the tunnel. As the moans from the breeding slaves fade behind you, more moans emerge from deeper down the tunnel. Soon you find the end of the tunnel, revealing a large circular room not unlike your own with slime covering the entire floor up to your ankles, you also see the source of the moans.

All around the room you see heavily pregnant night elves, moaning as they are soon about to give birth. Your eyes fall to a petite night elf, probably the same age as you are. Her body twists and turns as she cries in fear; her belly visibly squirms as her children prepares for birth. “I don’t want to! Please I don’t want this!”

You notice her lower lips are spreading, revealing the first child of her clutch. “Get it out! Get it out!” She screams, terrified of what the harmless larvae would do.

You find yourself getting wet watching the young woman give birth against her will. Normally something like this would disgust you but now… Now you only find this natural and how it is supposed to be; the weak give birth to the strong and the strong will care for the weak. The night elves are the inferior race and the silithid will care for them, including you…

Suddenly, everything around you disappear, leaving you alone in endless darkness.

“This is the future you have brought to this world.” A voice pops into your head. “You have singlehandedly brought my race back from near extinction and brought about a new world order” The voice is dark, ominous and authoritative. “I have been waiting a long time for you Nayressa, waiting for you to accept my gift and become my champion!”

“But what about Lianna?” You think back, not knowing if it can read your mind or not. “She was just a pawn to get to you.” The voice snickers “She would never willingly bear our young. She is not dedicated to the cause, she desires only power…” Hearing this thing talk badly about your high priestess was shocking to you, but it spoke the truth. She only desired the power that commanding the silithid would bring. You however, you care about your family. You want whats best for the silithid, if that means using power then so be it.

“I want you to rule, for you see the truth. That truth, however, means that a night elf is not fit to rule over the silithid.” You go down on your knees, just as you would if you prayed to elune. Now you submit yourself to your new overlord. “I am prepared to do anything that is required of me.”

“I will give you a form fit for rule and dominating those who are inferior to us. You will conquer land and expand our reach. Races will learn to fear us, and we will reward those who submit. You will fulfill my will and you will breed!”