There had been a recent series of attacks on young women in the area, attacks which the victims proved strangely unwilling to talk about. With little to go on and almost no idea of the attacker’s identity the police had resorted to random patrols in the area, hoping that they would get lucky and catch an attack in progress.
Without warning something dropped from above and slashed his right forearm with razor sharp claws. As Steve’s arm convulsed with pain the flashlight skipped out of reach across the alley. Towering over Steve’s six foot frame was a deformed monster like nothing ever born of Earth. Before he could do more than fumble for his holstered pistol the massive creature let out a threatening hiss and backhanded him, sending the police officer flying through the air to smash into the brick alley wall behind him. As Steve lay stunned on the cold pavement the alien slowly advanced, its breath rasping roughly in the hostile atmosphere of Earth.
This slow advance allowed Steve to recover full consciousness but the fearful nature of his attacker prevented him from regaining his wits. The enormous shape loomed over him, preparing to finish him off. In a moment of terror Steve brought up his gun and fired, again and again. At such close range the bullets tore through the monster’s thick skin and into its body. Through the wounds the alien’s life blood fountained out under pressure.
Steve screamed in agony as the creature’s blood splashed over him. Where the dark liquid touched his wounds they burned with unimaginable pain. Dropping his gun to the ground Steve fell on the wet pavement, curling into a ball and making soft animal sounds of agony before falling into a coma like state to escape the torture.
The alien creature staggered away. The sentient had hurt it. Black blood boiled from its wounds and its bodily functions were rapidly shutting down. After the delightful psychic feedings it had gained from the other sentient life forms, the ones with the richer, softer mental emanations, it had decided to satisfy its physical hungers on one of the dull specimens.
Reaching out it lifted a manhole cover and slid into the sewers.
Below the alley the mortally wounded creature collapsed forward into the stream of dank water flowing down the center of the tunnel before it shuddered and grew still. Its bodily quickly broke down into a smoking and boiling slime that was washed away by the running sewage, leaving no evidence that it had ever existed.
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It was mid-morning when Steve regained consciousness. For some reason he felt that nothing was amiss. While he remembered being attacked it seemed distant and unimportant. In fact
After waking up he went back to the station. After explaining that an accidental fall had knocked him out, thus explaining why he hadn’t reported in, the desk sergeant sent him home after a brief medical examination. Pronounced concussion free he had felt no urge to show the medic the wounds on his forearm beneath his jacket.
Steve drove home in a daze. Back at his apartment he fell into a deep sleep. Waking up briefly after four hours he went to the kitchen and began eating. Once he had stuffed his belly full he went back to sleep. This cycle repeated itself for two days until he woke up and returned to work. For a full week Steve felt like an automaton, carrying out the daily tasks of his job without thought or emotion as if he weren’t in control of his own actions.
Finally, ten days after the attack, Steve awoke from his funk. He was in the locker room, surrounded by the scent of stale sweat and sour bodies left after shifts gone on far too long. One of his fellow officer’s, someone he would have considered a friend before the strange mood of the last week had asked him to McKinley’s. To his surprise Steve found himself saying yes.
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The bar popular was among the local police. Any night there would be at least a dozen officers and detectives unwinding, gossiping and talking shop over beer. Steve sat at a table full of other cops, a half full glass of beer before him. Somehow he felt distanced from them, like he was there but almost dreaming the whole thing. It almost seemed as if he were waiting for something, as if the strained camaraderie of cops surfing the ragged edge of burnout wasn’t what he was there for.
Suddenly everything went into sharp focus. He almost growled as their waitress approached the table. For the first time since he had been attacked in the alley Steve felt the gray veil lift. His attention became absolutely focused on their waitress, his nostrils flaring as they took in her scent, appreciating the subtle nuances of her feminine fragrance as his eyes examined every inch of her slim frame. Her name was Diana, familiar to Steve as a regular of the bar he now found his every sense focused on her with a feeling of overwhelming predatory intent.
In keeping with the Celtic theme of the bar the waitresses wore kilts and simple white blouses. The whole look was finished with a jaunty tam-o'-shanter. On Diana, with her pale skin, sparkling green eyes and curly locks of reddish brown hair the effect of the outfit was striking. Combined with her excellent looks her naturally flirtatious personality and willingness to trade suggestive comments the attractive young woman was perhaps the most popular server at McKinley’s.
Unnoticed by his fellow officers Steve watched her with unblinking attention until he saw the opportunity he was waiting for almost unconsciously. Something up at the bar had run out, it hardly mattered what. What did matter is that Diana had been dispatched to the back storage room to retrieve it. Getting up, Steve moved with purpose as if he were intent on reaching the restroom after drinking too much beer. At the last second he cut to the left and stepped into the tiny alcove which concealed the storage room door from the rest of the bar.
Diana had left the door open as she rummaged through the supplies. Steve quickly shut it and secured the lock. At the sound of the bolt clicking home Diana started with a gasp. Before she could begin turning in response Steve had crossed the room to her with catlike speed, coming up behind his victim. Stepping forward Steve clamped a hand over her mouth to prevent her from screaming while he crossed his other arm over her chest just below her well-shaped breasts and lifted her into the air. Effortlessly he carried the squirming brunette across the floor to a wash basin mounted to the wall before putting her down and forcing the young waitress forward, bending her over the sink.
Diana winched in pain as the sharp concrete edge pressed painfully against her belly as her attacker’s weight prevented her from escaping, freeing the hand he had restrained her with for other purposes.
Without hesitation he lifted her skirt and tore away her black panties. Stepping forward he kept her gagged with one hand while opening his pants and freeing his manhood with the other. Strangely his cock actually pulsed slowly with his lust and drooled a thick and steady stream of pre-cum. Gobs and drops of the fluid fell to the floor. Ignoring this, Steve ran the oozing tip up and down Diana’s slit, lubricating her sex. Finally deciding that the sobbing waitress was ready he positioned it at her entrance and drove it straight up into her body
As his penis slid deep between the slick folds of Diana’s tight sex he had the sudden urge to place his hands on the sides of her head. The shocked waitress opened her mouth, dragging in a deep breath as she prepared to let loose a scream sure to bring help from the throngs of police out in the bar when she felt her rapist’s fingertips come to a rest against her temples near the hairline. A bizarre tingling started, dancing across his fingers where their skin touched before darting into her skull in an unearthly play of blue-white light.
As the energy played from his finger tips Diana suddenly arched her back and screamed in soundless pleasure as a fiery touch swept through her mind, rewriting her personality and remaking her into what it desired. Her striking green eyes were washed out into glowing white orbs covered with dancing blue lightning as her helpless body shook and convulsed under the unnatural assault.
Steve felt a growing sense of power, as if her were *pushing* at Diana with a mingled power of his own willpower and something else that lurked inside him, concealing its true form from the officer even as it influenced his actions. Whatever was happening he felt an incredible rush as the sheer sense of domination fired his adrenaline. Even more than the sex it was this that drove him, sending this newfound power flowing into his victim even as he reveled in her helplessness in a complete reversal of everything the police officer had formerly believed in.
An alien presence washed through Diana’s mind, sweeping through every corner of her mind, laying out all she was and had ever been before its prying examination. It regarded her with a pitiless cold attention, dispassionately examining the essence of her being like a sculptor might regard a block of stone. Finishing its analysis it bored inwards, wielding blades of ice white while with ruthlessness as it discarded everything not necessary for her new existence.
In the small mirror above the sink Steve watched Diana’s face as the sparkling pulses of energy did her work. In her eyes Steve saw the overwhelming ecstasy bombarding the pleasure centers of her brain. Slowly her consciousness faded away as the white fire remade his victim while Steve, driven by a power he did not yet understand continued to thrust into Diana’s vulnerable pussy. Gradually the flickering became less frantic, finally tapering off until the only visible trace that it had ever existed lay in Diana’s transformed eyes. Steve was now free to grasp Diana firmly by her hips and drive his engorged shaft into her body even harder.
Diana’s newly reordered mind focused itself on her new purpose for existence, to utterly serve her master. She bent further over the sink, leaning forward until the cold glass of the mirror was pressed against her cheek while she reached back and grasped the edge of the sink, holding herself in place as Steve reamed into her. Diana’s body was now producing copious lubrication as her arousal peaked, her muscles straining to drive her master’s shaft further into her clenching depths as one climax after another shook her.
As Steve continued to brutally thrust into Diana’s tight cunt he felt something move *inside* his body. His cock swelled, stretching her tender vagina wide as a bulge slowly moved up it and into her waiting body. Finally it reached the tip and was deposited into the gasping woman’s canal with a spray of thick juices. Tentacles unfurled from the pod began squirming and writhing madly as it began to pull itself deeper into her body. Diana almost went crazy as the incredible stimulation made her body quake and convulse wildly as she climaxed again and again. Reaching her cervix its questing tendrils pressed and prodded, almost desperate as it attempted to drag itself still further into her body to carry out its instinctive programming.
Diana gasped for a moment as the pressure built up before relaxing as the fleshy pod gained access to her fertile uterus. Once seated in her womb it settled against the back of her uterus and pushed its tendrils through her tender walls, burrowing outwards into her helpless body.
Steve, having withdrawn from his victim’s leaking vagina, watched almost clinically as the implant insinuated itself into Diana’s body. He could see the tendrils burrowing beneath her skin, converging on the base of her spine where they merged directly with her nervous system.
Diana tensed up in pain before relaxing as it merged with her nervous system in her spine. A low whimper escaped her lips as what was left of her personality gave in to assimilation and was rewarded by a low tingling flare of pleasure for that final act of compliance.
Almost robotically she lifted herself from the sink, moving stiffly as if she was being controlled by something that had not yet become fully familiar with her human body. Turning around to face her new master Diana stood rigidly, her white eyes staring blankly into the distance, her body occasionally twitching or letting out a brief whimper as the changes to her mind and body continued to progress at a rapid rate.
Her reborn consciousness was coalescing into three distinctive entities. The first was fully primal and instinctive, the underlying animal nature of her being that had been harnessed and shaped by both the white fire and the alien implant her body now hosted.
The second was made up of her human memories and experiences,
something that would be very necessary lest a non-assimilated human
discover what Diana had now become. The last entity dwelling within
Diana’s changed mind was the dominant one. Cold and alien it was
driven by the twin imperatives of obedience and reproduction and would
ruthlessly exercise total control over the rest of her psyche.
Gradually the brunette waitress’s eyes returned to normal and her
face and eyes once again became animated with the seeming of her old
personality, now fully under control of the entity dwelling within her
head.
“Mmmm. I can feel it inside me, changing me. It feels so good.” Diana bent down and took his cock in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down slowly as she drank the sweet fluid oozing from his body. As Steve watched his cock vanish between her dark red lips he felt nothing but satisfaction. There was no guilt or regret in his thoughts. He had taken her as his rightful property and mate. With a low grunt he rewarded her for her attentions, pouring yet more thick tainted semen down Diana’s hungry throat.
Calmly Steven watched her rearrange her clothes and leave the storeroom. He stood waiting patiently, his still engorged penis slowly pulsing. If anything the police officer found himself even more ready than he had been before he slid himself up into Diana’s vulnerable body and took her with utter ruthlessness.
The storage room door opened again and a petite blond entered followed by Diana. Josie, one of Diana’s fellow waitresses, was oblivious to the presence of the naked man waiting in the room stepping into the room while speaking over her shoulder to Diana. “I’m telling you Diana I don’t know where the lime mix is, I didn’t touch it.” Josie’s voice was filled with irritation and defensiveness.
Diana, almost catlike in the speed and sureness of her movements locked and secured the door even as she heard Josie’s indrawn breath of shock as the cute young blond drew in the site of Steve standing naked before her, his obscenely engorged member waiting at full attention, eager for fresh violation. The changed woman used that same unnatural speed to step forward and seize her fellow waitress.
Diana wrenched Josie’s left arm back and upwards, painfully bending it in a move that sent the smaller woman’s gathered breath hissing outwards, dispelling it without loosing the scream that would have been sure to draw unwanted attention to the girl’s situation.
Shoving their victim to her knees on the floor before Steve, Diana yanked on her curly golden hair, making Josie squint her eyes close and open her mouth to let out a high pitched almost soundless cry, before thrusting her friend’s head forwards, forcing her master’s rampant cock between Josie’s pink lip-gloss covered lips and down her throat. Even if she had dreamed that Diana would attack her Josie would never have believed that her friend possessed such strength, holding the struggling, panicked young blond in place even as the thick shaft in her mouth began to flow with a thick, musky fluid.
Josie choked as the stream flowed down her throat. The semen burned in her belly as Diana gave her no choice but to drink the sticky fluid. Just when she thought she was going to pass out Diana let go of Josie’s nose and released her head. For a moment Josie celebrated her freedom before realizing that she had neither pulled back to remove Steven’s cock from her mouth nor stopped swallowing his seed.
To her amazement and horror she realized that she was sucking wantonly on the penis in her mouth and frantically trying to swallow every drop of the seed he was giving her. Looking up into his eyes she reached out and grabbed his arms by the wrists. Maintaining eye contact she placed his hands on her head. As the energy flowed into her head just like it had into Diana’s the pretty waitress’s pussy clenched and contracted while spasms of orgasmic pleasure shot through her body, her personality and will washed away in a torrent of pleasure and fiery alien energy.
Finally she stopped gulping and moved her head back from Steve’s cock, staring sightlessly ahead with her blue eyes replaced by unholy white orbs as her entire attention was focused inwards, assimilating her new imperatives and drives.
Rising to her feet Josie regarded Steve, tilting her head slightly to one side while her expression displayed not even a single trace of emotion. Reaching up under her skirt the blond waitress hooked her fingers under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her long smooth legs, smoothly skinning out of them and standing exposed in front of Diana and Steve. She now waited, regarding Steve expectantly.
After a moment he laid down of the floor, his still oozing penis pointing rigidly upwards. Josie stepped forward and straddled him, squatting until her exposed sex hovered just above his crotch. Reaching down Josie grasped the heavy shaft, moaning slightly as she felt its eagerly pulsing heat while she sank down and positioned the leaking head against her moist pink slit. The man beneath her let out a low growl as he felt her ready animal heat poised against his ready member. With that Josie smiled for the first time since she entered the room and began to lower her tiny body. Closing her eyes Josie concentrated on every feeling as she slowly impaled her virgin cunt on his thick member. With a small mew of pain the barrier of her hymen was shredded and Josie felt him slide into the core of her being.
Riding him faster she moaned in pleasure, bucking and twisting wildly as her aroused body experienced one orgasm after another while the young blond waitress worked her petite frame up and down Steve’s thick veined member. The sight of Josie enthusiastically riding him combined with the way her wet cunt wrapped itself around his throbbing cock soon made the officer grit his teeth and buck upwards, pouring his hot cum into her waiting body along with yet another squirming bit of alien flesh.
Josie moaned, arching her back in ecstasy as she felt her master spend himself inside her. The submission was delicious as she accepted his seed willingly, fulfilling her newly instilled desires. Even if she had wanted to go back to her old life it was now far too late, the creature buried deep inside her womb would not be thwarted from taking her as its host. A fate that her new mind now craved more than life itself.
With a shiver of pleasure she felt the embryo insinuate itself into her body, sending thin tendrils outward into her flesh to draw nourishment and tying itself directly into her nervous system as it began to re-make her, body mind and soul. Once she fully had fully completed her transformation, leaving her human mind fully subordinate to the alien presence now dwelling within, all three of them redressed and cleaned up, carefully removing any sign that anything untoward had occurred in the unremarkable little room.
It was with a sense of absolute satisfaction that he watched the transformed waitresses leave the storage room, their hips swaying seductive as they walked, obedient to the whims of the alien entities now hosted within their outwardly human bodies. Steve wasn’t quite sure what had happened with Diana and Josie but he knew with absolute certainty that the girls were now his, mind, body and soul. With this realization he smiled. The morals and beliefs which had governed his life were quickly falling away. While he had felt distant from his actions at first he was losing that feeling of detachment. Steve’s psyche was changing to accommodate his new nature. With a fresh rush of lust he felt his cock twitch in his pants eager to commit a new violation and he briefly considered ordering his servants to secure him another female to exercise his desires upon. Dismissing the urge he smiled, no, there would be time enough for that later. Right now there was much to do, much to plan. Steve’s gaze drew distant as he listened to the alien voice whispering from the depths of his subconscious, telling his human mind of his destiny even as it slowly subsumed it.
This was only the beginning.