Hello my Baby, Hello my Honey, Hello my Ragtime gal

William smirked down at the woman tending to his cock as he reclined in his throne, recalling when he turned her with fondness. Though he had turned many others, and facilitated the turning of countless scores more, the saying, 'you always remember your first', held true. Granted, she was technically his second, his first being Anna when he was delirious from the initial infection, but she was his first premediated victim, the one other woman, aside from his mate, who would always stand at his side, or, as the case may be, kneel at his feet grinding his erect member between her mountainous tits. Yes, he thought, you always will remember your first.

Anna looked up as her mate reentered the bedroom, a grin on his face. "It's done, I take it?" He nodded, reclining on the bed.

"Worked perfectly, Na'ti played her part perfectly, and I was able to incapacitate all of them in one go. Na'ti was dealing with them as I was leaving, we should hear from her soon." He rolled over to face her and she met his gaze, he took her hand gently in his before speaking softly, "Soon, my love, soon our children will spread like a wave over this pathetic place, and it will be reborn into something greater, stronger and longer lasting than anything the weaklings that call themselves the apex predators these days could begin to imagine. We have a chance here, a chance to revitalize or create something that will last throughout the ages, to truly remake the world, to show that modern man is weak, and that we are the next evolution.

"We won't stop at this small town, we both know that eventually our children will wash across the world. We are Imperials, Anna, true reflections of the greats of history. We do not sit cowering and sniveling as we send the sons and daughters of our people to their pointless deaths. We send our own children, our children's children, to take an apathetic world by the neck and shake it until it snaps out of its complacency. We are the heralds of a new age, a simpler age, one where our people will want for nothing, and have nothing to fear.

"We likely won't be able to take the entire world, nor, do I think, we truly want to. If we convert the whole world, our children will have nothing to feed on, no prey to catch, no fights to win. We would stagnate just as humanity has, content with our past achievements and simply resting on wilting laurels. Our Hive will comprise mainly of Drones; while they are good at fighting and tending to things inside the Hive, they aren't good for much else outside of those things. I think we will need to, in the future, once our empire is assured, create new subclasses who can do a larger variety of things. I, for one, do not relish the idea of living forever in an artless empire, I know I, at least, would enjoy statues depicting your beauty, for a start."

William paused for a brief moment, then shook himself. "But I digress, these are things for us to consider in the future. I wanted to say two things, the first, and most important by far, is that no matter what happens, no matter what we do, or what we create, or what events we set into motion; I will always love, cherish and protect you. I could not think of a single person I would rather have by my side for this journey, and I know that this happening to us only proves what I already felt; we are perfect for each other. No matter who we may fuck in the days to come, you will always be the one I come back to. I love you, my Anna, my love, my mate, and I want the world to know. So with that in mind," he rolled onto his knees and held her hand more firmly in his, "Anna, will you marry me?"

She gasped, hand flying to her mouth and tears leaking from her eyes, stunned speechless for a moment before flying into him and wrapping her arms around him pulling him soundly into a kiss that seemed to stretch on for an eternity, before pulling back, breathless, and whispering to him, "Yes!"

He smiled a large, genuine smile, and pulled her into a rib-creaking hug, nuzzling her neck before speaking softly into her ear. "Now, you truly are my Empress, and I, your Emperor." He felt her smile, but say nothing, instead attempting to burrow closer to him, seeking to maximize body contact.

They laid there for a while, simply basking in the closeness of the other, before William cleared his throat. "As much as I hate to say it, we can't lay here forever, and I did have one other thing I wished to discus with you before we start the day's festivities." He heard a muffled grumble and felt a half-hearted swat hit his shoulder, but felt her turn to be able to more clearly hear and speak. Smiling down at her once more, his face turned serious as he began to speak.

"You and I both know that eventually we will meet resistance towards our goals. Not only will people with power in the current world not want things to change, but people will be frightened and lash out, as we are very alien looking, not to mention we transform people into alien creatures. This will be inevitable, but, again, we can look to history for help. Once, people did not trust those outside of their tribe, or region, but slowly, alliances formed on the basis of one group having more power than the other, or having something that the other wanted. Eventually, the groups merged, or one took over the other. This kept happening until they became large enough to warrant being called an empire, which gave them more bargaining power with others of like size." He paused to take a sip of water from a glass resting on the nearby nightstand, before continuing. "But enough of the history lesson, the point I'm making is that if we can legitimize ourselves and our Hive as an empire, both militarily and politically, then we may have a bit less of an uphill battle to establish ourselves. But," and here his grin turned feral, "I am in no way opposed of proving the point myself." He shook his head again and groan lightly to himself, "I really need to learn to stop going on tangents. Anyway, the point is, I think we need a name for our new empire."

Anna hummed for moment, thinking, before they were interrupted by a knock on the door. Bidding their guest enter, they watched as Na'ti entered with a bow before addressing them, "They are ready, my Lord, Mistress."

William nodded, schooling his features before standing up. "Excellent, take us to them," Wey'land commanded.

Ashley regained consciousness slowly, groggily looking around the dim area in which she found herself. She went to rub her eyes but quickly found that her arms refused to respond, looking down in confusion, she saw that she was tied to a chair, and more than that, she was naked! Now concerned, she looked around and saw two other slumped over forms that looked like Mike and Bruce in similar situations. Fear quickly began to build.

"Mike! Bruce!" She hissed at the unmoving lumps, trying to get them to wake up. "Pssst!! Mike! Bruce! Wake up, guys!" she tried just a bit louder, and was rewarded when she heard a groan and saw Bruce stirring.

"Huh? Ash? Whas goin' on? I can' move?" He sleepily said, feebly tugging at his bonds. This proved to be enough to begin to wake Mike up as well, who also voiced his confusion at his inability to move.

She was just about to try and explain when Bruce seemed to finally realize their situation, and began trying to shift around. Before Ashley could tell him to stop, he tipped his chair over too far and fell to the floor with a thud. "Oww," he groaned, lamely shifting on the floor, "that did not feel good."

A snort drew Ashley's attention to a shadowed corner of the room, where, by straining her eyes, she could just make out the shape of a person leaning against the wall. "I imagine it didn't," the figure said, before making her way through the room, stopping only to negligently right Bruce's chair with an impressive show of strength, before opening the door and leaving, shutting it behind her.

Ashley looked to her friends, unable to make out much, but knowing they were doing the same. "Was... was that Jess?" she asked incredulously.

She saw Mike shake his head slowly, "It can't have been, she wouldn't do something like this, but it sure as hell sounded like her."

Bruce, however, was noticeably quiet. "I don't know guys, I know it seems impossible, but I saw her up close, it looked a lot like her, but... also different. What the fuck is going on?"

Footsteps outside the room drew their attention back to the door, before they winced and quickly shut their eyes against the sudden light that flooded the room with its opening.

Blinking her eyes to ward off the spots dancing in her vision, Ashley squinted at the blurry figures, the images slowly coming into focus as her eyes adjusted. As they began to resolve, Ashley felt only confusion as she recognized not only the two campers from the day before, but Jess as well. She wasn't sure what to think, and was just about to open her mouth to ask when Mike beat her to it.

"You two! And Jess! What the fuck's going on here?! Untie us right now!"

The man chuckled, a deep, vibrating sound that seemed to rattle Ashley's very bones, and despite herself and her situation, she felt herself moisten ever so slightly at the pure sex his voice oozed. "Oh, if that's the only thing that's wrong, then fear not, you will be freed soon enough, that I can promise easily."

Confusion lacing his tone, along with fear hidden behind false bravado, Mike asked, "What does that mean, soon enough? Why tie us up in the first place if you're just going to let us go? Why are we naked? Why are you helping them do this, Jess?" Ashley wanted to know the answers to those questions as well, but also feared what she might learn. She also reddened as she was reminded of her nudity, having briefly forgotten due to distraction.

It was the female who wasn't Jess that spoke this time, Anna, she distantly remembered, and her voice was pure silk and honey, though not as purely sexual as the man's, William, she recalled. She did, however, notice her two friends beginning to grow hard at the sound of her voice, much like she had reacted before. "Well, in order; it means exactly that, so that we could ensure you didn't ruin things, because clothing will just get in the way, and because I ordered her to do it."

It took them all a moment to parse the answers, and when they did, they all felt the same fear, along with confusion at the last answer.

Seeing the other two weren't talking, Ashley asked, "Why would Jess follow your orders?" as it was the biggest question mark for her; she and Jess were lifelong friends, she couldn't imagine a scenario where she would betray her.

Ashley watched the two strangers seem to hold a conversation solely through looks, before the woman looked to Jess and nodded her head towards them. Jess turned and slunk over, her hips swaying with exaggerated movements, something Ashley had never seen her do before. She watched as Jess made her way to Mike, before circling around his restrained form, sensually dragging a finger along parts of his body, before traversing to his rapidly hardening prick. Trailing one fingernail along the underside, she cooed in a steamy whisper that carried to the other two, watching transfixed as someone they had known for years acted in such an outlandish manor. "Because," she breathed against his ear, feeling his cock twitch involuntarily, "she is my Mistress, my lady, my goddess, my Empress. Whatever she commands of me, I am more than happy to do. When she asked me to lure you here and distract you so my lord could knock you all out, I didn't hesitate in the slightest." Ashley was stunned, but Mike, it seemed, was not so easily silenced.

"What the fuck have you done to her you crazy bit- AAAH!" He shouted at the woman before suddenly crying out in pain. Looking at him, it wasn't hard to see why. His hard cock was oozing blood from a cut that travelled the length of his shaft, and his balls were now being clutched by a hand much darker in tone than the rest of the body, with fingernails ending in claw-like points which created indentations in the sack showing the slight pressure being applied.

In a cold voice that screamed deadly intent, Jess hissed at him, "How dare you presume to speak in such a way to my Mistress, you miserable cur! I ought to kill you where you stand for the insult, but my lord and Mistress have deemed you important to their plans, so I suppose I will have to settle for this!" Putting action to word, she began to apply pressure to Mike's sack, before the woman snapped out something that sounded like 'naughty'. Instantly stopping, Jess released Mike, who had begun to whimper softly, before turning to the two, a look of contrition on her face. Bowing low, she spoke again, this time in a voice full of submission and regret. "Forgive me, Mistress, I did not mean to overstep. I just could not stand idly by while that mongrel spoke so ill of you."

With a benevolent smile on her face, the woman nodded regally and replied, "All is forgiven, Na'ti. I appreciate the sentiment, and once we are established, I will not be so forgiving to similar fools. However, given the circumstances, I'm afraid what you've done will have to be reprimand enough."

Ashley's head was spinning from all the seemingly nonsense speak that was happening, so she latched on to the one thing that made the most amount of sense. "Jess, why does she keep calling you 'naughty'?"

Jess turned around and smiled genuinely at her, walking over with almost a skip in her step. Stopping in front of her and crouching down, she grabbed one of Ashley's bound hands in her own. Speaking softly, but with a voice full of passion, she responded, "She's saying Na'ti. It's my name now. It was given to me by my Lord when he took my old, mundane form and replaced it in the image of his and my Mistress' during my rebirth into something much more than I ever had been or would have been otherwise. Soon, you will understand, and stand with me, A'da."

Ashely felt a chill run down her spine with the passion and fervor in Jess' voice, along with her promise that whatever happened to Jess would be happening to her soon as well. Trying to stall for time, and maybe see if any of the old Jess was in there and could be coaxed back out, she spoke, "A'da, that'll be my new name, then?" However, dashing any hopes she had, instead of Jess answering, it was the man.

"Yes, my dear, that is correct. Once you are reborn you will stand alongside Na'ti as mine and my mate's First Primes, our most loyal guards and most trusted advisors."

Before she could formulate any sort of response to the insanity that she was hearing that wouldn't end up with things going worse, Bruce decided to finally speak up. "You're a loony," he said with a hint of a disbelieving laugh, "You're a loony and have somehow **** Jess to play along, that's the only thing that makes any sense."

Seemingly unperturbed, the man turned to his companion, "You see now what I was saying, my love? No imagination, no thought to the possibility that things outside his feeble comprehension could be reality. He doesn't understand me, so he dismisses me as insane. I almost wish that he were not needed for our plans so I could keep him around to constantly remind him of how wrong he is. But I suppose he has already served a purpose; he has proven that the everyday human has lost the capacity for imagination outside their small, perfect world."

The woman merely nodded, before he turned to Ashley and began to speak again. "In light of who you shall become, as well as to simply indulge in my own curiosity, I will grant you a boon, A'da. I will allow you to choose who among you will be changed first. I admit, I am curious to know if you will choose your friends, using their freedom as a way to ensure yours for just a little bit longer, or will you take the noble route, sacrificing yourself to allow your friends a little bit more time as themselves?"