Nina, a lesbian imprisoned in paradise

Sierra, much like most of the women in Orchid Mantis Penitentiary, knew that Nina Jaquard was gay. Even with the prison gossip chain, no one knew what she had done to be imprisoned, mostly because she ended up in bed with anyone who got curious and asked. There was the rumor that she had a track record of showing the wives of prestigious men their hidden homosexuality or that she had only gotten caught doing something so that she could end up in Orchid Mantis. No matter what the truth of the matter was, she was the most vocal lesbian in the place and hadn't been shy about getting closer to Sierra. Nothing had happened previously, a fact that Sierra now mourned a little, but that was about to change.

One of the notable benefits of a private, elite prison was the fact that the enforced schedule was supremely lax and even the few restrictions, such as the prisoners being confined to their 'cells' at night, were mutable for the right price. As such, Sierra was able to leave her room and head to the common areas pretty much whenever she felt like it once morning arrived. And as soon as she had asexually birthed another of the worms, she did just that.

On her way through the prison, she paid more attention to certain things than before. Foremost of these was any and all male members of staff. While she could generate worms on her own, it was slow, inefficient, and put a strain on her body. Every one of those downsides could be remedied with a little bit of semen, making finding a man to fuck a priority. Second was any secluded corners or camera blind spots she could use to stay out of sight. As lax as the guards were, they would definitely be opposed to Sierra pushing parasitic Contagion worms out of her pussy. And third, she needed a way to get to the guards as a whole, to convert them and take control of the prison. Fortunately, that would be easy if she could isolate one of the guards. Once they were infested, taking the rest of the facility and her eventual escape would be child's play.

"Sierra, what are you doing?" asked a mature voice, shaking the brunette out of her thoughts. She realized that she was standing in front of the closed door to the common area and probably had been for the last few minutes, in which time Monique, a blonde woman in her forties, had come up behind her completely unnoticed. She scolded herself for getting distracted before turning around to face Monique.

"Yes, sorry, just lost in thought. Please, after you," the infested brunette said, stepping aside for the other woman and admiring her the entire time she walked past. The woman wasn't all that impressive: small breasts, slim but not curvy, little extra meat on her bones. In all, she was a woman mostly in name only, with only minor physical indications towards it. Normally, her somewhat motherly attitude overshadowed that, but to Sierra's lingering eyes, the only important thing was how the older woman's body would be better reformed to serve. Happily distracted, Sierra followed Monique into Nina's main flirting ground, also known as the prison common room.

The room was everything you'd expect from a private government prison built for exclusively upper class female inmates. The room was irrelevant to Sierra's goals; only the deep brown-haired woman slinking around one of the couches mattered. She was a lot like Monique in her body type, all slim lines and subtle curves, just younger with more conical boobs. More observant too, given she noticed the way Sierra was watching her in seconds. She didn't make any attempt to hide her reciprocal desire and slowly prowled closer, a seductive grin on her face.

"Hey, Sierra. You're looking good today," the lesbian seductress said warmly, looking over the curves she was going to get to play with soon. Sierra knew that her body's changes would be notable to an observant eye and decided to cut to the chase before her sexy form could give away the game.

"Thanks. I was actually looking for you, could I get your help with something?" Sierra presented the question innocently enough, but Nina smiled like the cat that ate the nest of canaries. Her voice even purred as she responded.

"I'd be happy to help, but what could little old me possibly be of assistance with?"

"Don't worry, I know you'll be a natural," the lighter brunette said with a smile. "Come on, I've got my room all ready."

The two women left the common room, just barely detecting the storm of whispers that erupted as soon as the rounded the corner. In a prison full of upper crust women, gossip was almost more important than food.

"I didn't expect that from Sierra. Nina's made a good couple attempts previously; I didn't think she swung that way at this point."

"She's young and a bit naive, exactly Nina's type. The minx wouldn't have worn her down eventually."

"From what I understand, she was a bit of a recluse. No real friends, relationships. Not surprising she got curious."

"Hopefully Nina doesn't get too invested and forget about the rest of-"

"I knew it! You sneaky fox, I knew you'd been with her!"

"Well...I..."

"Maybe Nina's not the one we have to worry about being invested." Tittering laughter filled the room as the numerous women gave their takes on the development, only Monique staying quiet. She was honestly concerned about Sierra; she knew the girl was new to any kind of relationship, much less a romantic one. Feeling somewhat obligated to make sure everything was okay, she left the room and headed towards Sierra's cell, hoping Nina wasn't taking advantage of her.

"I want you to taste me," Sierra said after a few minutes of kissing. The trip back to her room had been made quickly and both women had quickly set to the task of making out with increasing desire, during which Sierra had discovered that her touch wasn't infectious, unlike most of the carriers of the Contagion. It didn't matter, she already knew how to convert more women, but it was an unexpected benefit to her current tactical approach. She might have to explore that more later, after she put a worm inside Nina.

"I was thinking the same," the darker brunette said, already topless and inching her hands towards the hem of Sierra's shirt. "First we need to even things up though." The lusty lesbian peeled the tight top off her soon-to-be lover, gasping a little when Sierra's bra-compressed boobs bounced out. "Oh you poor thing, that looks so uncomfortable. Let me help..." The experienced woman's dexterous fingers had the clasp released in an instant and the restrained breasts surged forward, even bigger than they had initially seemed.

"Whoa..." Nina gasped, wonder pushing away her lust just a little. "Were these always so big? I thought you were..."

"There's only one body part I care about right now..." Sierra said, her Contagion-given desires flooding back into her. They had lessened thanks to her focus of creating servants for the Master, but she couldn't deny her passions when faced with a willing partner. The mind of a servant could only go so far to temper the body of a slut.

"Lay down on the bed," Nina said breathily, Sierra's hands ghosting over the skin of her belly. The lighter brunette quickly did just that, sliding her confining pants and underwear off in one go. Nina did the same, showing off her tight body for a moment with a smile. "Let's try a little 69 to start, hm?" She gracefully positioned her tight ass over Sierra's face, moving around until Sierra's tongue flicked against her folds and made her gasp. The Infected woman waited to feel the same from Nina, but the other woman instead took her hand and pressed it to her own pussy.

"If you can make me cum and get yourself nice and wet, I'll do whatever you do to me back to you," Nina said, wiggling her hips in encouragement. Her demand made Sierra pause for a moment: her plan had been to get Nina between her legs and let the invader in her cunt slip into the lesbian's mouth. The delay irritated her, but only until she felt her body change again.

She was largely unable to understand the feelings of her internal organs rearranging and disappearing, but did understand one thing once it was done: the inside of her body was little more than an empty cavity to be filled, with all her holes connected. Her womb still existed, since she'd need that to make more infesting worms, but was otherwise basically a living sex doll, perfect for being ultimately used. She gushed with arousal at the thought but put it out of her mind for now. The important thing at the moment was that the was nothing keeping the maggot from going through her body to emerge from her throat.

"Oh shit, what are you doing?" Nina moaned above her as the parasite on her tongue stretched up to prod at its target's labia. It didn't stop there, wrapping itself around the lesbian's pleasure button and stimulating the entire thing. Nina was instantly bucking her hips into Sierra's mouth instead of just sitting, on the brink of incredible climax and moaning with passion.

"Don't stop, don't stop! Fuuuck! You're gonna make me cum already! How are you-! WHAT IS-AAAAaaAUUUHHHHHhhHHH~!" The brunette was astonished at Sierra's skill, then by her tongue flicking at her clit while also diving inside her box. She had no way to know that it was the worm crawling inside her and she immediately didn't care when a lance of pleasure made her scream in climax.

As incapacitated as Nina was, Sierra still made sure to grab her by the hips as the worm crawled deeper onto her seizing cunt. She followed its progress easily, sensing it burrow into the brunette's uterus and then further and deeper until it found Nina's spine. By the time Nina felt one last blast of pleasure, it was well beyond too late.

Sierra felt a less overwhelming version of what she had when she was first infested: her mind expanding. She gasped while Nina convulsed, groaning and collapsing into a mess of twitching. Sierra managed to sit up as the sensation continued, squeaking out breaths of pleasure as Nina was assimilated. She understood fully what she was, the central node in a web of connected minds. She could already feel her control over Nina as the brunette lesbian's mind was dominated. Once her mind was finished expanding, Nina would have **** or desire to do anything but exactly what Sierra wished.

Wiping her mouth of the other girl's pussy juice, Sierra abruptly froze when she saw Monique standing at the open door of her cell. In the women's passion, they had neglected to even close the door, not that it would have helped. And there stood the older woman, probably having seen the whole thing.

"Oh my god, what's wrong with her?!" Monique exclaimed and rushed over to the still-convulsing Nina, standing over the younger woman like there was something she could do. Sierra didn't bother with being concerned; Nina was almost done and Monique wasn't paying any attention to her, making her too easy a target to pass up. Moving quickly and decisively, she grabbed Monique and stripped her naked in seconds. Pushing the astonished woman to the bed, Sierra immediately descended between her legs and pressed her mouth to the blonde's vulva. The second worm, still waiting in her throat, began squirming out and hurried forward from one pair of lips to another.

Seeing the look of fear on Monique's face and anticipating her vocal reaction, Sierra disengaged from the older woman as soon as the worm had begun to slither inside. Lunging up, she locked lips with the blonde, muffling her scream just as it tried to come out. A hand gently resting on her neck and another on her mound ensured Monique was both unable to scream or try to get at the parasite squirming further into her body. It wasn't really needed since Monique was too overwhelmed to do anything but squirm, but Sierra enjoyed it and wanted to take whatever pleasure she could from this. So she kissed her and began fingering the middle-aged woman, waiting eagerly for the feeling of her mind enveloping another.

Speaking of which, Nina was slowly sitting up, blinking blearily with a hand pressed to her head. "What happened to us?" she asked, the difference in the pronoun she used instinctive, just like it had been for Sierra, who separated her lips from Monique.

"You have joined us, just as we wished. We will infest this prison and serve the Masters. So will this one." A slight increase in pressure around Monique's throat kept her from saying anything, but the fear in her eyes was evident.

"We understand," Nina said somewhat numbly. Her stomach grumbled as she was physically remodeled, becoming just like Sierra on the inside. Externally, there wasn't much to change; she was already an image of slim, young sexiness.

"Begin making more worms. We will need many more. We also want you to find a chance to get to a male. Ask around, but don't be obvious; we need to remain hidden for now."

"Yes," Nina said, Sierra's words becoming law in her controlled mind. She was still inside herself, but completely subservient. Obeying the bustier brunette was more natural than breathing now. She quickly dressed again and left, wishing she could remain to see Monique become like her.

"Ahhh! What is this?! Sierra, why?! God, make it stop!!" the blonde woman groaned quietly, feeling the worm crawl further up inside her body. The brunette was directing it, encouraging it to crawl higher along the woman's spine. Her worm had joined with her brain, while Nina's had been at the base of her spine. She didn't know if the point of merging would have a different effect and wanted to know now rather than later.

"Your old god will not. Your new one is why we do this for, so you may serve him, perfectly and forever. You will become us. It will make us both so happy."

"Sierra, please! If you're still in there...I don't want this...please don't!"

"We are still Sierra. But we are more than she was. And we love it." Sierra gripped Monique by the hair, holding her in place as the worm burrowed between her shoulder blades and along her neck. The poor woman's wailing increased as she sensed the end looming and Sierra realized her cunt was slick with anticipation. She began grinding her wet lips on one of the woman's legs, moaning sweet pleasure into the blonde's ear.

"You will love it too. Now...join us..." she hissed as her clit throbbed against the older woman's skin. She moaned with relish as Monique let out one last cry of helpless fear as she felt something slide into her brain, before **** and collapsing. With no distraction this time, Sierra intimately felt her mind envelop Monique's, shaping her thoughts to be in line with her own. Resistance was suffocated with impunity, crushing down on the woman's mind until something caved and Monique collapsed into obedient servitude. She let out one last, low moan before shuddering and going still.

As Monique came to grips with her new existence, Sierra examined the hold she had over her. It was no different than the control she had over Nina, confirming what she had hoped was true: she was special among those who would serve the Masters, the first and greatest among them. No one else could or would deny her her place of serving the Masters with everything she had and of her own volition.

Squirming with bliss, Sierra looked at Monique, who looked back at the brunette in silent understanding. She knew her new place and what it meant, cherishing the feeling of another mind enveloping and directing hers.

"We are sorry for resisting," she said evenly, the dread, fear, and pain she had felt before nonexistent.

"We know," Sierra returned, looking over the blonde's aged form. "Your body is unsatisfactory. The Masters deserve only the best. Leave it for now, to allay suspicion, but be sure to change it once the time comes."

"We will." Sierra nodded, knowing the truth of the words.

The two women dressed again while the brunette spoke. "You will do as Nina is: create more worms and find an opportunity to obtain a male. The sooner we are fertilized, the sooner we may take control and leave this place." Monique nodded and the two infested women left Sierra's room, desiring only to progress Sierra's plan.