Alien queen (Patreon)

You're the last of your squad, sent to stealthily destroy the breeding pool of the alien queen, the scourge of the galaxy. You just wish you could think straight.

This... Is long for a microfiction. I got carried away. I'll probably release a shorter version of this on Twitter.

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You crept slowly, silently through the halls of this vast structure. The last of your squad, but you had made it to the top. The hive queen’s personal chambers. But it hadn’t been easy. The dangers had been varied. And now you were here, you felt so very weary.

A soft chiming tone seemed to emanate from every wall. Not too loud, but persistent. It interrupted every thought in your weary head, and as you pushed on, you felt more and more like it was all you could do to put one foot in front of the other.

It was impossible to keep track of your location like this. But a voice in your head urged you on. You had to complete your mission. Had to find the breeding pool. Had to stop the scourge of the galaxy, before they found Earth, such a closely guarded secret.

The tone felt like it was louder now. Piercing through your mind, quieting your thoughts. It was so hard to think. So easy to walk. You rounded the corner, and found what you had been looking for. Crystal blue liquid, in a shallow pool. You felt the toxin in your pocket.

It needed to be injected into the centre of the pool, or else it might not spread enough. Lowering your weapon, you pulled out the toxin, and stumbled forwards. You wished that the tone would stop. It was so hard to think. So easy to just follow your orders.

As you stepped into the pool, a small part of you recognised that something was wrong. There were no guards. No eggs. The queen herself hadn’t made an appearance. And you felt something on your boots. On your trousers.

As the pool’s liquid touched them, you could see them almost feel them dissolving away. You held the toxin up as the liquid seemed to climb higher, your clothes melting off of you. Your legs were exposed, and the liquid wasn’t stopping there.

But it didn’t feel wrong to be exposed. Bare. It felt pleasant. The chime, which had moments ago felt harsh, sounded more beautiful. The liquid ate through the clothes covering your upper body, before slipping off, landing back into the pool.

The closer you got to the centre, the thicker the liquid got. Each step took more energy, until, finally, one step felt too thick. You stumbled again, landing on your knees, your empty hand steadying you. The toxin was still held above your head. You weren’t close enough yet.

But now you were stuck. The liquid holding firm around your wrist and thighs. And then you heard a noise. Soft. Dragging. A step. You slowly turned your head, and saw her. Terrifying ‘beautiful’ the chime whispered. The queen.

‘Your queen’. It was a voice in your head. A pressure in your skull. As the form of the queen came into view, you somehow weren’t terrified. Her primeval, almost animalistic form did not scare you. It excited you. As she came closer, arousal spread through you.

The chiming town was drowning out your own thoughts with worship, with desire, which flooded through your mind. She entered the pool, striding through the liquid with ease. She took the toxin from you, tossing it aside like it was nothing.

Your mind was blank. You had no desire to run. You wanted… Something else. But your brain couldn’t comprehend it. Your queen engulfed you in her body. The liquid of the pool acting as a membrane between the two of you, and you were laid bare.

She knew what you knew. Military secrets. Personal history. Birthdays, old lover’s comm numbers. It was all hers to absorb. And as she did, you felt something entering you. You felt your mind ache with pleasure. With desire. You wanted what came next.

And as the first egg was implanted, you cried out in bliss. The second egg left no room for moans. Just a shattered mind, revealing every secret you could to this beautiful being that had you in her clutches. You had no hope to resist. You wanted to give it all up.