Wyandotte's Perogative

Time: 2157, March 11th, 2154

Location: Command Operations Office, Lucy's Lament Colony, LV-1412

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Dr. Phillips was hard to move. The tranquilizer she hit him with made him deadweight, so she had little choice but to drag him to the little bathroom in the back and lock him inside. She gave AUNTIE strict orders that no one was to enter or leave without her permission and to monitor for activity inside. The system complied.

After that she had taken up post behind Phillips's own private desk. The seat was plush, more so than anything in the medical office. She was jealous it had taken her so long to find it. She began running through AUNTIE's systems then, looking for information, checking out cameras, and watching for something to happen. First she received an alert from Colonial Housing, but couldn't tell what that was; there were no cameras inside the little closets people called home. Then she got lucky and found three of the creature's Jennifer had birthed busting into the Operations Management Center where Jessica Michael's was.

The show was glorious. The girl had tried to resist but the creatures, Progenitor Rex the vessel had listed them as, were on her in an instant. One did all the work, fucking her with its massive, meaty cock while holding her down so that her exposed sex was facing the camera. Another seemed to be there for support, like it was helping the first one. It was obviously a pack effort. It was like watching a group of Earthling hyenas **** someone.

The whole thing made her very, very hot, and very, very wet. She could have sworn that her panties would stick if she threw them at the wall.

The show ended as fast as it had started. Progenitor, it seemed, was all business. They left her in a puddle of extraterrestrial semen and returned to the vent where a third stood watch and then they were all gone.

She slid her hand into her slacks and rubbed her clit, one time, one smooth, circular motion, before getting back to the task of running what was turning into an impromptu biological weapons experiment. She took one call from medical; it seemed that Jennifer was in full recovery and her vital signs seemed optimal. The DAS was even working on her now, indicating to Wyandotte that there were no further offspring gestation in her womb. A pity, she thought. Then she received a call from Chris Yeary in Security that there had been some sort of incident in Colonial Housing and Amber Holloway had gone missing. That was good to hear, too, because it gave her an opportunity to see Progenitor carry out two completely different methods of attack. One where it impregnated a host and left her where they found her, and one where they took the host with them, presumably back to some sort of Hive scenario.

She envied Amber for a moment. She was going to be bred over, and over, and over again.

Wyandotte was ecstatic when Jessica woke up a little after 2300. Her belly was already starting to distend. She could hardly contain her satisfaction, leaning back to run her hand down the front of her slacks again. She undid her belt and button when she realized it was impeding the movement of her hand.

"Hello Ms. Michaels." Jessica leaned back and listened to the intercom overhead and Katherine spoke to her. She tried to cover her cunt and tits up with her hands. "Ms. Michaels, no reason to be modest now. I watched the whole thing."

The feeling of power, control over Jessica in the instant made her even wetter. Her hand rubbed faster in tight little circles.

"I need help!" Jessica said. Wyandotte moaned as the girls stomach spasmed and then protruded even further out. "Send someone down here from medical, please!"

"I won't be doing that." Dr. Wyandotte said. "I intend to see what happens in the creatures natural environment. Not that the colony is natural, I suppose, but they're behaving according to their instincts, hunting, finding hosts... You're just the unlucky lady I have the best view of, so I've sealed the doors."

"You can't do that!" Jessica shouted.

"I can." Dr. Wyandotte said. Her voice was becoming thick and sultry as she quickly began to approach orgasm. The girl in the room on screen struggled with her growing midsection as alien life took root and flourished within her womb. "I can, and I am. Do try to relax. It's going to be a long night. See that one at the vent? That may even be the father of your babies."

Jessica held her belly and leaned back against the desk while looking up at the creature in the vent. Wyandotte thought she heard the girl's stomach make the same kind of sounds the Jennifer's had in the DAS room.

"What... What did it do to me?" Jessica asked.

"I'm not entirely sure, though we'll find out soon." Said Dr. Wyandotte. "If Jennifer's impregnation is any indication there should be a number of those things growing inside you, but AUNTIE has interpreted data downloaded from the vessel that suggests there are many, many stages to this organisms lifecycle, so with ultrasound and DAS being useless to look inside... Well, like I said, we'll just have to wait."

"Fuck you..." Jessica whimpered.

"Oh I'd love to." Said Dr. Wyandotte. "LOVE to. It would please me no better than to grind my pussy against yours right now... Feel your swelling midriff in my hands... Against me... To get the creatures cum against my cunt and see if it knocks me up to... Oooh... Mmm."

Wyandotte could tell by the look on Jessica's face that she had figured out what was going on before she said anything else. Regardless, she didn't say it directly, but rather acted incensed.

"Fuck you!" This time Jessica shouted it. Her held tilted back and she moaned, then laid over again on the cold floor. Wyandotte liked her lips and gasped for air as an orgasm hit her, running through her body from her toes to her scalp. She couldn't believe how incredibly hot she felt with the unexpected turn of events, but the creatures, the rapid pregnancies... She soaked through her panties just thinking about it.

"In due time, girl. In due time." Said Dr. Wyandotte. "Let's see what your new masters do first, though, hm?"

Jessica rolled over into the fetal position and went back to sleep. Odd, Wyandotte thought, that she was calm enough to sleep, but supposed that, like Jennifer, Progenitor probably **** it's prey to some degree. Plus, from what she heard, pregnancy was a tiring ordeal.

She waited, returning to cycling through the cameras again. She knew the creatures weren't done. They had to be searching for their next victim...