Jack the soon to be sired

"Oh, Vespira... I like your vision much better," Zorina hummed, her voice buzzing with scientific greed. "Why let the male have the active role? Since we can edit both the humales as well as our selves and our drones too. If he is 'Premium,' let his body be the Refinery. We need not even partake in any contact with the useless drones of the past anymore, this can be something for these humales to do as intermediary's. To make it so we can do this i have a fun little idea. We will make the female ovum motile—aggressive, seeking, and powerful, we make the males sperms the opposite, just something to be obtained during time of implantation. During the 'Pulse,' we female vespians will instead of receiving, inject our life-code into our males."

Vespira’s mandibles clicked in approval. She walked around the back of Jack, her tail curling up so the tip of her ovipositor rested against the back of his neck. "And the Labyrinth, Zorina? Make sure he feels every millimetre of my brood as they travel through him, I want his internals to travel all over his body. I want my King to know his place, accept his purpose and be... occupied."

"Indeed," Zorina muttered, tapping a command that caused a glass medical plinth to rise from the floor. "Lie down, Jack. If you want to be a King of mating, you must first become a Cradle and carer of early life."

Jack felt like he had ****. As he lay back, mechanical arms descended from the ceiling, their tips glowing with laser-scalpels and "bio-welders." Zorina didn't use anaesthesia that would put him to sleep; she used a "Neural-Focus" gas that kept him wide awake, but unable to move—sharpening his senses so he could feel the transformation.

"The Procedure is simple," Zorina explained as she worked. "We are removing the useless mammalian womb. In its place, we are moving your sperm making organs editing them to be compatible to create 2 kinds of sperms and editing other parts of your internals as well. We will be expanding your internal scrotal cavity into a Spermathecal Vault. Your testicles are being moved deep into your abdomen, where they will act as the 'Fertility Gate,' releasing one 'Premium' sperm only when an ovum is ready to be birthed, implanted if you will. Since the males will have the job of implantation and sperm, I mean ovum storage now, the females no longer need to have spermathecal vaults nor ovipositors. instead our genetic receiver genitals will be converted into ones that give, ones that allow for the males to receive without failure our ovum's."

Jack watched in a daze as a holographic display showed his penis being "re-cored." The central canal was widened and lined with thousands of tiny, vibrating cilia—microscopic hairs designed to pull the Vespian eggs inward or at least help them swim in the right direction.

"The ducts of his reproductive tracts we call 'Labyrinth' is the best part," Zorina chuckled, her magnifying lens clicking. "I’m threading your new reproductive tract all around your body, around your digestive system, many of your more sensitive organs and your spine. When Vespira gives you her ovum's, they will have to take the 'Long Way' around your torso and whole body. It will take hours for them to settle into the Vault which you call your 'ballsack'. You will feel them pulsing, swimming inside you, a constant, heavy reminder of your new biological purpose and to who you serve. they will swim in your sacks until they are ready and you are ready to give them so willingly to their new drone hosts."

Vespira leaned over him, her beautiful, jewelled eyes reflecting his own terrified expression. "And once they are ready, Jack... you will use that new genital tool of yours to 'sow' them into my drones. You’ll be the bridge between my pleasure and my garden and the best part is that i will still be able to remotely influence your body to allow me to chose which genders to make your body code the eggs to. I cant wait to chose the gender of every child we make."

Jack was semi conscious as the mad scientist and the potentially more mad socialite edited his and their own body's as well as sending out order for the whole species to be reconstructed. It didn't even take long, these vespians seemed suspiciously efficient once they knew what there goal was.

Hours later or so it felt to Jack—or perhaps it was only a few days—the "Neural-Focus" gas faded. Jack felt... different. He felt heavy. There was a new, cold complexity to his internal organs. His crotch felt reconstructed; his penis was now a sleek, sensitive it was now at least at this stage an "intake valve," and his scrotum felt like a large tight, empty purse waiting to be filled.

"The 'Premium' Patch is complete, operation goddess is a success and the whole species will be converted to these specifications within days" Zorina announced, stepping back and wiping her four hands. "He is now perfectly compatible. Vespira... would you like to perform the First Loading?"

Vespira stepped forward, her golden-black chitin gleaming. She looked down at Jack’s newly edited body with a hungry, possessive smile. "Oh, Zorina... I’ve been waiting all my life to see a male look this useful. its a strange turn of events now isn't it Zorina, we are the ones with the job of the drones, the humales are the ones with the reproductive job we used to have and the drones are now the ones with the job of the humales. its strange but perhaps this was truly how it was meant to be."

Jacks body had made him awfully agreeable to their cause, he did want to get out of being eaten and had done so successfully but he now seemed to be in a position where he was somewhat a toy or a tool for these females to use, which when he thought about it wasn't to bad all things considered.