The fall and rise of Susan Storm.

It was like a ****; intoxicating, all consuming. The more it was indulged the more potent its effects became and the need to sate it. When Alicia awoke on the bedding of the hive floor, she stretched like a cat and sighed. Bundled together in front of her were a dozen of her newly born children, a look of tired pride on Alicia’s reptilian lips as she gingerly stroked her clawed fingers through their still growing scalp tentacles. It was like a high, one that she was riding thoroughly after she and Greg had come off of the best sex she had in what was over a week. Then again with his sibling, then again with her son. She felt alive, complete, and yet now there was a hunger, one she was all too familiar with. A predatory lust that demanded that she do it all over again, and again, and AGAIN! Almost as if a beast had been awoken in her.

Shivering at the sound of a bellowing roar from one of the males in the hive, Alicia purred at the sight in front of her. Gone was the civility of her and Susan’s many children, now they were dozens of rutting males busy at work preparing the hive for Alicia’s new additions. Several fought one another, snarling and tumbling through the hive like territorial lions, others freely masturbated, firing off ropes of thick cum that foamed and hardened into resin that lathered and molded their home. Off to the corner she could see Lilith, crying out in ecstasy while Alicia’s son mounted her from behind, with several of his sibling impatiently waiting for their turn as he reared back and roared out his orgasm. Heaving her chest in pride, Alicia spotted her newly born grandchildren scurrying about exploring their new home while their mother Lilith was taken again. She wanted to join Lilith, to bask in being taken and bred again, to feel that explosive sense of accomplishment as her insides were flooded with the building blocks of life. Nothing else mattered.

“GODDAMN FUCK MY LIFE!!!”

And she had HER to thank for that! Storming into the hive in a fury, Susan Storm was in her alien form, her clawed toes clicking on the cold stone and resin caked flooring as she entered. All four of her claws raised in anger while her prehensile tail snapped like a bullwhip behind her. Her face twisted into a look of pure rage and despair over the circumstances of her return, as an entourage of females followed behind her along with her two brutish sons. All their collective children either cradled in the women’s arms or levitated with bubbles of solid light thanks to the Invisible Woman. Even in her destressed state, to Alicia, Susan was a goddess. Long majestic legs lined with sharp ankle spurs tapered at broad womanly hips and a narrow waist. Her heaving chest with perfect G-cup breasts stood out full and proud without any sag from their mass yet they swayed hypnotically with each step she took. Her four delicate hands though in a state of wild fury could also be delicate and sensuous as a flower pedal… Or be as sharp as razors. Her head was a sea of tentacles, dozens of slithering limbs over a meter long at their shortest coiled behind her, matching her furious mood. Her fanged sneer was crowned with a pair of antlers that crested her brow 2 feet wide and accentuated her fanged sneer, her reptilian eyes and prehensile tongue. She was a predator, a queen, a goddess, and she worshipped her.

“Hmm… Susan, your back.” Sighed Alicia, moving to give the woman a hug before Susan pushed her aside, a low hiss escaping her pert lips.

“I HAD EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL! I THOUGHT I COULD CONTAIN THIS, CONTROL IT!” Clutching her face with all four of her hands, Susan looked close to tears. “How did it all go wrong? What did I miss?” Looking back through the entrance she came through, Susan found her other adult sons returning from the city, several carrying newborns crying out to be fed, many others with gore staining their fanged lips and chests.

An all too familiar voice whispered in her head, chuckling at the events that had unfolded before her and was all too powerless to stop. “Are you so surprised? I survived the vacuum of space, lightyears of distance and time and gigawatts of cosmic radiation in my journeys before joining with you, would I be fooled forever with a simple hormone?” Breathing in slowly, Susan exhaled, the truth was right in front of her the whole time and she chose to ignore it until now. Her complex DNA was built to survive, anything, hardwired to survive and spread regardless of the environment. She could never be able to control her bestial instincts or her drive to spread her genes, she had no hope at all. Slowly her arms hung limp at her sides, the look on her face was drawn and numb, totally crushed by the despair of the moment.

“W-where are we?” Wondered Janet out loud, cradling her twins in her arms who suckled at her breasts hungrily. The woman blinked her reptilian eyes in confusion, her short scalp tentacles coiled and slithered around her horns and neck the same way she wrapped her arms around herself defensively. Her transformation and the birth of her twins was still overwhelming for her and the other women who followed Susan back to her lair. “I feel so hot all over… What is this?” Including Janet, Susan had managed to save three of her models, the rest sadly she was too late to keep alive. Their bellies burst open from their sudden pregnancies developing in nine minutes instead of nine months. She had found one dead in the washroom with her newborn gnawing on her foot and another in the kitchen dead after bearing twins. Gathering what she could, Susan had done the unthinkable and burned Janet’s home down; both to cover her tracks and to destroy any evidence of her alien progeny.

“YOU!” Hissed one of the models, cradling her newborn in one arm and pointing accusingly at Susan with the other. “YOU did this! You turned us into freaks!”

“Yeah! And you KILLED the others!” Holding her newborn in her arms, the other model hissed under fanged teeth. “What are you? What are WE? Can you even fix this?”

Almost a whisper, Susan replied to the accusation. “No… There’s no cure…”

“BITCH! YOU MADE US INTO MONSTERS! I aught to…” With speed so inhuman it even caught the rest of the hive off guard when Susan snapped one of her claws out and wrapped her talons around the new hive female’s neck. Glaring at the struggling creature, Susan gave off a hiss that was heard by the entire hive, stopping everyone in their tracks to pay attention to the scene unfolding before them. A chill went down the woman’s neck as she was pulled close until she was face to face with Susan, her mouth wide and revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth like the jaws of a shark.

“YES… I turned you all into monsters; powerful, indestructible, immortal, you should APPRECIATE the gift I’ve given you!” Her voice had become husky and velvety, commanding in its tone yet sweet as honey. Pulling the shivering naked woman closer with just the strength of her hand alone, Susan whispered to where the woman’s ear would be. “Do you have any idea how powerful I have made you?! All of you? Look around you, this is MY hive! All you see before us are MY progeny, I am Queen here, so show some FUCKING RESPECT!”

Dropping the female creature onto the ground as she clutched at her child more protectively, Susan glared down at her with contempt before sharply turning and joining the rest of your hive. “I give you all a choice ‘sisters’; you can either leave and form hives of your own or join me and serve under my rule.” Looking over her shoulder, Susan licked her lips at the image of the four women lost in indecision, confused by their current states and what to do.

“Suzie… What have you become?”

“A better question is what have I made you! In time I will show you...” She purred, turning to address the Wasp who stood cradling her twins before they began to cry and squirm in her grasp, **** to let them onto the ground where they scampered off and much to Janet’s horror, sprout dozens of tendrils that latched out and gripped the resin caked ceiling. Enveloping themselves in a fleshy membrane, Janet’s twins hung like throbbing organs amongst several others overhead she never realised were there. Clasping her clawed hands to her mouth, she never realised Susan behind her, resting her four claws gently over the women’s shoulders.

“Welcome to my hive my sister, when I’m done with you, you’ll beg to be as I am now!”