Chapter 1 - Search and Destroy

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From: ASFC
To: Major Greene, Task Group E-6


Mission Assignment: Your squad will be deployed via helicopter to Medical Laboratory Baker. You will enter the facility and destroy the Queen of the hive.


Primary objective: Locate and destroy hive queen


Secondary objective: Eliminate any additional infected individuals


Tertiary objective: Locate and extract any non-infected personnel


Weapons free. Terminate with extreme prejudice.


Additional notes: Good luck, Greene. We are counting on you. 


Added information may be attached below: Reference your data sheet for information on the bug.
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“Alright, everyone got the plan?” The constant, steady *thump-thump-thump-thump* of the helicopter made it nearly impossible to think, even with the ear protection. Already, the thick kevlar body armor and gear weighed me down. I was used to lighter recon equipment. But the mission must go on. I scanned through the helicopter, carefully inspecting the 11 men, women, and futa under my command. “No questions? Good.” I settled back into my canvas chair, tail tucked aside. 


I did not like this mission’s chances, but I, and I’m sure the rest of the squad had as well, accepted that this would probably be unpleasant at best and suicidal at worst. We had studied plenty on the hive-colony that lurked beneath that lab, and it was not good. Those… things(command had insisted that we refrain from calling them “people” anymore, so as to not lower morale) were smart, cunning, coordinated(as should be expected of a minor hive-mind), and tough. There were reports of some of them taking dozens of rounds to go down.


“We are approaching the site now, prepare for touchdown.” The crackly voice of the pilot called over the headset. We were well-trained, hell, we were the best trained in the entire damn army, but I could still see the nervousness on my squad’s faces. I couldn’t blame them. It was hard to stomach the thought of your free will being simply over-written by one of those parasites. But this was our chance to end it once and for all. Destroy the threat before it led to the destruction of sentient life on Earth. 


“We are touching down, get ready. I don’t want to spend any more time than I have to down there.” I was shaken awake from my dream as the pilot yelled at us once more. I looked out of the tinted window at the facility parking lot down below. Looked clear enough.


“Alright!” I called to the squad. “Get ready to drop!” I pushed the button next to me, and the two side doors slid open, revealing far-too-pleasant weather around us. The helicopter dropped quickly, almost too quickly, toward the pavement. 50 feet, 40 feet, 30 feet, 20 feet, 10 fe- The helicopter shuddered violently as the pilot set her down onto the ground. “Out out out! Let’s move!” All together, the squad leapt from the helicopter and quickly dashed to safe positions away from the rotors. “We are all clear Blackbird, we are all clear. Landing could’ve used some work today.”


I could see the pilot deliver a thumbs up to me. “Roger that. Will file a complaint with my instructor. See you back at base.” Just as quickly as he had landed, the pilot pulled back again, and the bird lifted gracefully into the sky. 


The din of helicopter blades faded away, and the 12 of us were left in the quiet of these deserted North American hills. 


“Alright, let’s move in. Raleigh-” I nodded to a particularly burly futa badger, “take point, everyone else form up on me.” The badger walked ahead of me, and the rest of us followed behind her.


“Command, we are entering the facility now.” I pressed a finger to my headset, reporting our situation to base as we entered the clean above-ground offices of the lab.


“Roger that, Major. Stay safe.” 
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The fluorescent lights flickered dimly, still holding on as best as they could. This area of the sight looked untouched, only deserted of life. All life, as a matter of fact. There were no infected, no rats, no bugs. Strange. The lab boys estimated around 150 to 200 people had been infected, so it must be cramped down there. 


As we proceeded through the building, we scanned every empty office cubicle on our way, making sure that there were no surprises waiting for us. But there was nothing.


“There’s a staircase to your left, we’ll use that to get to the lab section.” Raleigh banked left on my command, and followed the map to the staircase. With two on either side to watch the flanks and rear, down we climbed.


“Fucking hell, Major. How deep is this place?” Thompson, a young feline woman moaned as she peered over the railing at the endless chasm below. We had to climb dozens of flights of stairs, and the bottom of the stairwell looked no closer now than before. 


“1029 steps, corporal. You’ll live.” To be honest, I too was getting tired of this. Unbecoming of an SF commander, sure, but hey, I had a rough night. “Uh… we’ll take the elevator on the way back up.”


Down deeper and deeper we went. Flight after flight, step after step. This was unbearable. But the bare concrete floor quickly approached. As we finally reached the bottom of the well, I saw a heavy metal door.


A quick tug of the handle revealed it to be unlocked. But before we could enter, I pressed my ear against the cold metal, listening. “I hear a… gurgling sound?” I shrugged to the squad. “Stack up, weapons hot, we’ll enter on my command.”


We all lined up on either side of the door. On the left: Me, 4 riflemen and the squad machine gun. On the right: Pointman, grenadier, medic, and 3 riflemen.


“Alright, one… two… three! Go go go!” I threw open the door and charged in, the squad filing behind me. “What the fuck…”


The squad murmured behind me as we inspected the scene before us. “Command, we have something here.” 


“Go ahead, Major.” The smooth, feminine voice of command seemed to always put our minds at ease.


“We are in the underground laboratory now. The walls are…” I trailed off, simply mesmerized by the shimmering display of color and light.


“Major? Are you there? The walls are?”


“Yes, the walls are covered in a gelatinous material, and they have many tentacle-like appendages growing from it. They are glowing and changing color seemingly at random.”


“Roger that Major. Do these tentacles appear hostile or spread the bug?” 


“Hold on, let me see if they are infectious. Wait one.” I extracted my scanner from my pocket and held it to one of the tentacles, gently pressing it to its slimy exterior. It reacted at once, reaching out towards my arm. Slowly at first, but it seemed to become more and more desperate as I backed away. “Command, the tentacles do not seem to carry the bug, however they are strongly reacting to my presence.”


“Collect samples and proceed with the mission, Command out.” 


“Alright, you heard her. Jamie,” I nodded to a rifleman, a male feline of average height, “get some samples. Use your knife I guess. “ 


Jamie nodded and pulled out a sample bag and his combat knife. He looked at the writhing tentacles on the wall for a moment, unsure about what to do. Finally, he opened the ziplock bag and firmly grabbed a tentacle. He was about to begin sawing through it when the tentacle got other ideas. 


“Ah! Fuck!” Jamie tried to pull back, but was forced forwards again. “Major! I need some help over here.”


“What’s wrong, private?” I walked over to him, finding a tentacle wrapped firmly around his arm. “Oh. Hold still.” I pulled out my own knife and started cutting through the jelly-like flesh.


“Fuck that hurts. FUck!” I told him to hold still while I continued cutting. I was already half-way through. The material was tough, but not impossible to cut. Just a little bit- “FUCK STOP STOP JESUS CHRIST STOP!” I pulled my knife back out.


“What’s wrong?” 


The feline groaned, “When you started cutting, it felt like it was getting even tighter. It was gonna crush my arm.”


“Hm…” this was rather a dilemma. “Raleigh! C’mere!” The badger walked over, shotgun in hand. “Shoot the tentacle. Blow it off in one hit, so it can’t get too tight.” The badger nodded, and hefted her weapon. She pressed the muzzle directly against the fleshy appendage, and loaded buckshot. 


“Alright, three, two, one-”


BANG


The tentacle burst apart, splattering like a balloon filled with custard. The length of it around Jamie’s arm released and flopped to the ground. The undamaged portion seemed to cringe and curl up, receding back into the fleshy wall it was grown from.


“Alright then… all good, Jamie?” I turned back to the rifleman.


He nodded, rubbing his sore arm. “Yea, I think I’ll be alright. Now let’s keep going. Someone probably heard that.”


I agreed, so we quickly packed up the sample and moved out. The tentacles glowed and shimmered, as they seemed to follow us. We moved through the cramped corridors, stepping gingerly around any more tentacles and blobs of flesh.


The soldiers kept vigilant, always looking for any hostiles as we moved through the lab. “Command, this is Greene. No sign of any infected.”


“Command?” I repeated.


“Command, do you hear me?” 


“Shit. We must be too deep.” I muttered. There went our support. “It’s just us now. So keep your eyes peeled.” 


Raleigh reloaded a shell, her gun cocking as we walked. The linoleum and wallpaper changed into bare concrete and metal. But the flesh persisted.


Crackle-click!


We all looked up as the sight intercom opened. 


“Hello Commander” Shit, that was… no. It couldn’t be. “You know who I am, and I know where you are. Sorry, who you are.” 


“The queen.” I mouthed to the squad.


“So, ‘Greene,’” It seemed to sneer at the mention of my name. “I will cut right to the chase and give you and your soldiers a choice. Leave at once, or never leave again. It is your decision, commander. And might I add that your pretty little head probably holds so much useful information. Also I’ll need some new subjects to replace the ones you are killing” The feminine voice signed off, leaving us again in uncomfortable silence. 


“Well? What are you all looking at? Let’s get moving!” I yelled at my nervous crew. They seemed frightened at the Queen’s display. I however was not so easily impressed. “We still have to head down a few levels. Follow me, and keep your eyes open.”
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The sterile metal and concrete continued, still tainted by alien flesh. We proceeded at a snail’s pace, viscerally reacting to every sound that emanated from the walls. My ears twitched in the strangely warm and humid air. 


“Commander! Behind us! Contact!” The squad turned on its heels. There, a good 20 or 30 yards down, we spotted it. The thing watched us. It finally realized we saw it. It let out a cry, and charged.


It moved at impossible speeds, its toned muscles shifting and pulsing beneath its flesh. It looked like a woman, almost normal, but still wrong. A bit too defined, a bit too fluid. It was also naked, its fur a bit patchy. Glowing scars and pustules glowed on its skin.


“FUCK! OPEN FIRE OPEN FIRE!” The sound of rapid gunfire filled the halls. Lead poured down the corridor as we fired at the hostile. It was deafening, you couldn’t hear anything but the shooting.


The creature dodged and weaved and ducked and jumped around, making it nearly impossible to get a good bead. Bullets flew haphazardly all around it. A few rounds found their target, but they seemed to have less effect than foam darts. 


We burned through ammunition like no tomorrow while the bug closed the distance. As it approached, more and more rounds began to hit their mark, and slowly it started to falter. 


“KEEP FIRING! KEEP FIRING!” I screamed as I unloaded bullet after bullet. Finally, the woman-turned-monster reached us. Its sharp claws glinted in the harsh lights. It gave one last push forward.


“ANDERSON, WATCH OUT!” I heard a sharp scream, probably from Anderson, as the beast brought down its claws. Now, at point blank range, we could finally deliver effective fire. The beast cried out pitifully as its flesh was ripped and torn by gunfire.


It took far too many bullets, probably a dozen magazines between us, until the creature finally collapsed. It shuddered and fell to the ground, but we kept shooting. It was a short but brutal battle, but we had won. 


“Help…” Anderson groaned while he was lying on the hard floor. He was clutching his leg, writhing slightly, and he let out another slight groan. Blood poured from his leg. His calf had been completely run through.


“Shit. Hold on. Medic, help him out! And check if he’s infected.” The medic raced over, dropping down beside Anderson. 


After a quick scan, the medic turned back to me. “He’s clear. Wound isn’t too bad. Just a big piercing. He probably won’t be able to walk well.” He turned down to his stricken comrade. “You’ll be alright. Just hold on.” Some morphine, antiseptics, and bandages later, Anderson was patched up as good as the medic could manage. “If we want to bring him along, we’ll need someone to carry him. He can’t walk yet.”


Damn. That was never helpful. “Well… Thompson, Bill, you two pi-”


“It’s alright Major.” Anderson grunted at me. “You can leave me here. I’ll be okay. Just don’t forget me on your way out.”


“Not an option, corporal. Jerry! Get over her-”


“I insist. You have a mission. I’ll be fine here. If I need help. I’ll just yell over the com.”


To be honest, he didn’t need to tell me twice. I was ready to up and leave him, but I don’t think it would’ve looked too good with the others. “Are you sure, Anderson?”


“Yea. Go on now.” 


I shrugged to my squad. “Alright, let’s move. We lost a lot of time.” The now 11 of us moved out, restarting our march to the heart of the infection. Hopefully we wouldn’t run into too much resistance.


Oh how I misjudged the situation.
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“I see you have made your choice, Commander. So be it. Come to me, then. But know that you won’t leave again. Who do you think will die first? Anderson? He is an easy target. But I think it would be better to take someone closer to you. Don’t worry, though. You will all join me soon enough. Oh, and I know exactly where you are. Every step you take, I can feel. You are constantly being watched. I know where you are, which direction you’re facing, I know how many bullets you have. I can’t wait to add a dozen new pawns to my empire.”


Treacherous bitch. “Don’t listen to her. We’ll all make it out of here.” The covering of tentacles and slime was becoming thicker now. We had to avoid our gaze, or it would become too overwhelming. Hopefully it would slow down any tangoes. The tentacles reached up for us, curling around our legs, sucking into our boots. They left a thick coat of slime wherever they touched. It was going to be a pain in the ass to clean it all. The thicker tentacles were especially hard to make through. We’ve all had to break open some tentacles with our weapons once or twice.


“Thicker patch here. Watch your step.” I carefully walked around a large patch of thicker tentacles. These ones were the size of my arm. My squad followed suit, taking a wide berth around the appendages. But the tentacles figured out our deceitful tactic of “walking away.” 


One limb jutted out onto the floor, directly into the path of our medic. “Myers! Watch out!” It was too late. The mouse’s foot caught on the tentacle, and he tumbled to the ground. The tentacles took that moment to strike. Instantly, half a dozen more flashed out and wrapped around his limbs. They dragged him back, half submerging him within their fleshy mass. 


“AHH! HELP ME! Oh goDS HELP ME PLEASE.” Myers screamed as the tentacles slowly overtook him. They tore off his gear, tossing them aside and leaving him naked. Instantly, they set to work. Appendage after appendage began violating him, their lubricated meat sinking into whatever hole they could find. “PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS HELP ME. PLEASE HEL- MMMMMGHHHHG” One tentacle dived down his throat, leaving him gasping and choking for air.


Raleigh, always so helpful, stepped forward, she pressed her shotgun into the patch, determined to blast away each and every tentacle currently wrapped around her comrade.


“RALEIGH! STOP! GET BACK NOW!” I screamed at her. Instantly, her gun was yanked from her hands before she could even pull the trigger. I reached out to grab her, but it was too late. A mass of tentacles surged up, grabbed her, and dragged her back down. The badger was as strong as 5 ordinary people, but even she couldn’t fight back for long. 


She too descended into the writhing mass, being similarly stripped and violated in all of her holes. The two stricken soldiers squirmed as their mouths and anuses were pounded by the flesh. One tentacle even took a dive down Raleigh’s penis, stretching out her urethra on its trip into her bladder. 


The two screamed for help, but there was nothing we could do. The rest of us, the survivors, simply watched in mesmerized horror. Two of the best trained soldiers in the world had been brought down completely within seconds. The two were repeatedly fucked for many minutes. Eventually, the tentacles had brought them together, wrapping them up in one binding until they were essentially hugging each other, squeezing their bodies together as they were raped.


The poor mouse popped first. His own penis, much smaller compared to his new partner, fired off a few squirts of cum. He shook as this perverted orgasm rocked him. Raleigh followed not long after, though she created quite a bit more cum, and drenched her much smaller comrade with her fluid.


The tentacles took this as their sign to begin the next phase of the process. Two new tentacles emerged. These were much thinner. They slowly inspected their two captives, scanning them up and down. It probed their firm skin and fur, tasted their mixing cum, until it finally reached their heads. At this point, the two tentacles split up, each making for a different destination.


As they reached further up on the bodies of my former comrades, I already knew where they were heading. I tried to turn my eyes away, but my body refused, instead choosing to stay glued to the scene before me.


The slightly larger of the two appendages took to Raleigh, while the smaller inspected Myers until they found what they were looking for. “GGLK!” Myers cried through his tentacle gag as the fleshy limb dived into right into his ear, Raleigh followed suit as her own tentacle copied the action. They squirmed and writhed, crying out in a mix of pleasure and pain as the tentacles dug into their heads. 


Until they stopped. All at once, the squirming and writhing and crying stopped. The sudden lack of noise seemed deafening as the two went still. It was over. They were gone.


I somehow managed to drag my eyes and mind away from the scene. “Come on. We have to go. Now. Before they wake up again.” We probably should’ve put a bullet in their heads when we had the chance. But I didn’t think of it. Even if I did, I don’t know if I would’ve been able to do it.
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“Your two friends have been making great slaves. So obedient. The mouse will make excellent breeding stock once I rearrange him a tad. I expected much more resistance from the badger. They’ve given me lots of information, though. Who should I take next, Commander? ‘Anderson’ perhaps? I know you don’t really care as much for him, but it’ll still hurt, won’t it? Now where did you abandon him?”


Anderson had been listening to that woman talk for the past few hours. It was really getting annoying, what with how she constantly kept insulting him. Hopefully Greene would be able to finish up the mission and pick him up. He would make his own way out, but his leg was still too sore and painful to walk on, so he was left sitting on the ground. At least this bed of gelatinous, translucent, glowing flesh was quite soft. And he only had to fight off the odd straying tentacle on occasion. So when a new bunch of tentacles began sauntering towards him, the young fox raised his rifle bayonet once again.


The bundle quickly approached him, resulting in a few well placed 5.56mm rounds being put into it. The tentacles stopped only momentarily, before shaking themselves awake again and continuing their steady push onward. “Gah. Get back.” Anderson grunted, squeezing the trigger on his rifle a few more times. Shot after shot rang out, each one blowing off chunks of flesh. He backed himself away, ignoring the shooting pain in his leg as he pushed himself backwards. The slime followed resolutely. It seemed that he couldn’t back away faster than the tentacle could approach. “Shit shit shit shit.” He pressed his hand to his communicator, “Major, I need some immediate backup over here.”


The reply that came was garbled, nearly unintelligible. “Pl...ea...an...son?”


“I repeat, I need immediate support.” The tentacle began climbing up his leg, the warm slime feeling almost pleasant as it gently suckled on his skin and fur. “Please, I need help right now.” Anderson, not wanting to shoot his own legs, switched to his bayonet and started hacking away at the bundle of flesh. This only emboldened the limbs further.


“An...de...leas...rep...ca...you”


“GET OFF ME.” The poor fox was desperate. Using his hands and his knife he cut away any appendages he could, ripping and sawing and tearing his way through. But it was no use. A few tentacles still found their way to his bloodied bandages. They forced their way underneath before tearing off the cloth strips and revealing the still gaping wound underneath.


“No no no no no no-”
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“Anderson, are you there? Anderson?” No response. Greene removed her hand from her com and grimaced to her team. “Shit…”


“Should we find him?” Thompson asked. 


“We can’t afford to backtrack or split up. We have to keep moving forward.” It was awful. I knew that, but there wasn’t any other option. Fortunately the rest of the team understood, and so made no protest as I marched them along. 


I looked at the confusing, poorly made map in my hands. This facility was massive, but we had to find the observation areas soon. We had been down here for hours, command might be getting worried. 


“Alright, here’s the elevator to the observation labs. Everyone gather in and wait.” I pressed the button, and I could hear the elevator slowly grind its way up the shaft. The halls around us stayed resolutely clear as the 9 of us scanned our surroundings. Finally, the elevator gave a chime and I heard its doors roll open.


Then I heard a blood curdling hiss from behind me, and I saw Jones get forced to the ground, a futa hive-beast on top of him. The rest of us immediately jumped into action, opening fire on the monster as it feverishly ripped and tore into him. The poor canine screamed as teeth and claws tore bloody gobbets from his flesh. The monster, a former shark it seemed, rammed its two fully erect, bifurcated penises into him, nearly tearing the young man in half. Despite the gunfire, it continued its feverish mating, thrusting in and out for whatever reason. 


Our gunfire slowly chipped away at its stamina, eventually it pulled itself off the badly mutilated body of our former squadmate. It tried to limp away, but we continued our fire until it shook itself to the ground. A few desperate gasps later, it finally went still.


“Hold fire, it’s dead. Jones. Someone check on Jones.” May, a half-bull, bent down and inspected her comrade. 


The futa looked at the chunks torn out of him, the puddle of blood pooling beneath his body, and his mauled anus. “He’s alive, but he’s unconscious and I don’t think he’s gonna last long. Especially now that we don’t have a medic.”


“Come on. Let’s go. Last level, then we’re out of here.” I held back tears and gags as I stepped over his soon-to-be corpse and into the elevator. This really was a suicide mission. The now 8 of us crammed into the elevator, and it slowly began moving downstairs. 


I could only pray that the next level was empty too. It was a delusional idea, but I still held onto it. 


The slow, grinding elevator did little to soothe our collective nerves as it creaked and snapped the 60 or 70 feet to the next level of the facility.


What also didn’t help was the intercom crackling to life and a familiar smooth and feminine voice emerging. We couldn’t help but groan at the queen as she called over the intercom.


“Good afternoon Major. What happened to your friend on the elevator is terribly regrettable, but unfortunately we had to act. If you simply stopped resisting, less of your people would be dying. You already left 1 to die alone, and you let another die in front of you. How many more will you doom, Major? Does it not hurt you to see those under your command be torn away from you? To those who are sick and tired of your commander and her brutish, short-sighted decisions: You need only to join me. Leave behind your cruel, dying world above and join the destiny of all life. Together, we will save the world from itself. Consider my offer, all of you. And when you are ready, lay down your arms.” 


I silently begged my squad to ignore her empty words. Hopefully none of them were so dejected as to actually consider her offer. 


The door creaked open once again, slowly revealing the main lobby of the observation labs. Just like the previous few rooms, this one was only inhabited by a thick layer of tentacles and flesh on nearly every surface. Only a few areas still had visible walls/floors/ceilings.


“Alright. No contact. Let’s move forward. We’ll get through it.” My voice wavered a bit, perhaps betraying the fact that I wasn’t so confident in our odds. 


We pushed on, following our maps ever deeper. It was strangely dark down here. All the lights were either destroyed or covered under a mat of slime. The only light was provided by the bioluminescent glow of the tentacles. Not yet dark enough to require NVDs or flashlights, but almost.


We padded along the soft, squishy ground, a vigilant eye out for any threats. This was a horrific situation. I should’ve called a retreat. But it was too late by now. 


“CONTACTS! 4 O’CLOCK! 3 OF THEM!” The squad turned around to see 3 parasites running us down in the darkness.


“OPEN FIRE OPEN FIRE!” Machine gun and rifle fire barked out, a hail of bullets flying down onto the beasts. “FALL BACK!” Quickly, we backed ourselves away, walking down the hall with guns blazing every step of the way. 


The 3 infected, a male and two futas, kept hunting us. As always, our bullets had as much effect as blanks and they closed the distance at an alarming rate.


As they reached our beleaguered lines they let out a warcry and pounced. This time though, they were a bit smarter in their attacks. Rather than focusing down one of us and letting the rest keep shooting, they sought to incapacitate all of us at once. With their long tails, tumor-like tentacles, and sharp implements, they bowled over us. They each grabbed one of us before making their exit. Thompson, immobilized, fired at her captor until her magazine ran dry and the gun was knocked out of her hand. The rest of us tried to help them, but there was only so much we could do. 


I hauled myself off the ground, firing my rifle all the way up. I got to my feet just in time to see 3 more of my squad get dragged away into the dark corridors. No matter how much I fired at the retreating shapes in the darkness, I got no response. 


That was it. There was nothing left we could do. I looked around at my 4 remaining soldiers. 58% casualty rate. That was enough. The mission was officially over. I opened my mouth, ready to say something I should’ve long ago.


“We are retreating. The mission has failed.” I could see my squad fidget, their eyes told me that they wanted to protest, but they all decided against it.  Together, back in single-file, we traced our steps. Past the trashed labs, the empty observatory chambers, through the silent corridors, we moved quickly. Our boots rhythmically squished against the soft ground as we walked.


“Finally decided to leave, have we?” I groaned internally as the voice of the Queen spoke over the intercom once again. She just couldn’t shut up. “Perhaps you finally learned. But I can’t let you go, Commander. It’s too late for that. You should’ve left before killing my subjects. You can either lay down your arms and surrender, or you can be taken by force. It’s your next decision. I ask you to choose better than last time. Either way, next we meet, Commander, it will be face to face.” 


“Greene! Behind us!” I whipped around as Jerry yelled at me. 4 pairs of glowing eyes stood out in the darkness. They watched us intently, but made no effort to charge us down. They were simply standing guard. 


“Jerry, keep your eyes on them, we’re almost back at the elevat- Shit!” I stopped my squad. Standing in front of the elevator was half a dozen more infected. They hissed at us, making threatening motions and sounds, but they too didn’t attack. We were trapped. Nowhere to go. Against impossible odds.


“It’s time to decide, Commander. What will it be? Will you fight, or surrender? I supposed it hardly matters either way, but it will be interesting to see regardless.”


“I can’t do it anymore.” Smith said quietly to me. “I give up. I can’t fight anymore. It’s over. I’m almost out of ammo.” She turned away and began walking down the corridor, dropping her gun to the ground in the process.


“SMITH!” I yelled at her. “STOP! What are you doing!? Think about this for fuck’s sake!” 


“I have. I’m sorry. This is the only way this is going to end anyway.” She raised her hands into the air as the line of monsters parted for her. “I’m sorry” She echoed. She was violently grabbed by an unseen infected, and was quickly dragged away. I could hear a quick yelp, before silence once again. 


“Mmmmh… she made her choice. Now how about the rest of you?”


“I choose to fight. I will never give in.”


“...very well.”


Like a hundred snakes, the dozen-odd monsters let out a heart-stopping roar. Claws and teeth and penises at the ready, they launched themselves at us.


I wish I could say that we put up a good fight. I wish I could say that we fought valiantly to the last man. 


But we didn’t. The 4 of us lasted barely 30 seconds. We were injured, running out of ammo, and exhausted. It was a recipe for disaster. I unloaded what was left in my magazine before getting slammed to the ground. It hurt like hell, even through the body armor. And I watched as the rest of the squad was dragged down too. Two infected knelt over me, prodding my body and gear, watching me. What were they doing? I expected them to strip and infect me, but they didn’t. Instead, they grabbed my arms and began dragging me.


My mind was strangely fuzzy. I had hit the ground hard, but not hard enough to incapacitate me. Yet I had a hard time keeping focus, my vision faltered here and there, and I became oddly horny. I was dragged by the arms deeper and deeper into the facility, getting a free ride to the destination I had tried so hard to fight towards. I think I blacked out along the way, because when I came to, I had arrived in the Queen’s chamber. It was actually a former storage warehouse. It was the only room big enough to hold the Queen and her ego“throne.” 


“You’ve finally arrived, Commander. Welcome.” 


I picked my head off the ground and looked to that smooth, sensual, feminine voice. I knew what the queen was supposed to look like. 14 odd feet, a futa wolf, some strange glowing scars/sores on her skin. But I saw something quite different. Her form was the same, but she was slightly bigger. Had to be at least 18-20 feet tall. Her eyes glowed red, piercing into me, as if she was looking into my very soul. Long, thick tentacles sprouted from behind her. They wandered and danced in a confusing, mesmerizing pattern. But the most shocking thing about her was her cock. It had to be at least 4, maybe 5 feet long. It touched her chin, causing her to constantly keep her head tilted up, and it rested comfortably in between her similarly massive breasts. 


She lounged on her fleshy, tentacle-bound throne. It was more like a couch, though, with the Queen laying on her side, hand to her head. She had a slightly amused look on her face as she appraised me.


“Well, stand up before your Queen.” 


I slowly raised myself back upright. It was only once up that I could finally get a scale for how big she was. I also noticed another figure snuggled alongside her. It looked like a woman. She was small, but hugely pregnant. Her massive belly seemed almost as big as the rest of her. But I could still see a pair of hyper-sized breasts and a ditzy, absent-minded face behind them. That must be her mate. Makes sense.


“Come before me.”


It was only when I started walking towards her that I realized that I in fact was doing this partially against my will. I tried to stop or turn away, but I couldn’t. I was drawn to her magnificent, muscular body. Some higher part of my brain tried to drag me away, but by now it was only along for the ride. 


“Good girl.” The Queen cooed and sat up on her couch. “Come lie next to your queen.” She gave another stroke to her mate beside her. “Why don’t you give our new guest some relief?” She turned back to me, “Please take off your clothes first.” I stripped off my gear as quickly as I could, unbuckling my chestplate, my helmet, pulling off my shirt and boots and pants, before slowly peeling off my bra and underwear. I was naked before her and uncontrollably aroused. 


What part of me was still resistant was horrified at how quickly I was submitting. I was a highly trained soldier dammit! I screamed at myself to stop, not even realizing that I was now sitting in her lap. 


“Veeery good. I think you’ve earned a reward.” Suddenly, I was back. The comforting fog of her deceit had cleared itself from my mind. My higher brain was back in control. I was suddenly highly aware of my surroundings. The Que- “You can call me ‘Mistress’ dear.” Mistress’ soft fur, fat, her muscle and her erect cock against my spine. The room was warm and humid, but not uncomfortably so. Just enough to be cozy. 


“Why don’t you spread your legs out, hmm? Then we can talk.” I shook my head, but she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. Mistress The Queen hooked her legs around mine and slowly pulled them open. “Let the Prince take care of you. I don’t mind sharing him… I should stop calling him “the prince.”


I looked at the figure between my legs. “Him?” That face was more feminine than any I had seen before, especially for a shark. Not to mention the breasts and pregnancy thing.


“Yes, ‘him.’ I’m not sure why. Even after he got pregnant and grew those breasts, he still wanted to be a boy. He just won’t let his cock go. Just let him service you. He does an excellent job.” 


The… boy, apparently, flicked out a long and slender tongue. Tentacles emerged from his spine as well, and slowly crept towards me.


“Hey! No tentacles!” The Queen chastised her mate. His appendages wilted away, but his head still drifted toward my pussy. His tongue brushed against my lips, very softly and gentle at first, but he picked up the pace soon enough.


A moan escaped my lips as I was pleasured by someone else for the first time in months. The fluffy, slightly diseased shark closed his eyes and dug his organ deeper into my vagina. My fluids coated his tongue as it poured out of me faster than it ever had before.


“Mmmm…” the Queen moaned, “you taste delicious. I can’t wait to add you to my ranks.”


She can taste what he is licking? I thought to myself. I knew they were a hivemind, but I didn’t know it went that far.


“Yes, we can all experience everything together. What one of my subjects experiences, so does everyone else. Of course, I can control precisely what I want them to feel. I usually tune out most pain for obvious reasons. And before you even ask: Yes, I can ‘read your mind.’ But it’s a bit more complicated than that.”


That was a rather frightening thought; to know that she can hear everything you think about. So I decided it would be best to clam up. I relaxed backwards into her soft belly and focused my mind on the pleasure in-between my legs. I moaned and groaned as his long and powerful tongue dug ever deeper into me, and I resisted the urge to hump his face.


“Thatsssss it…” The Que- Mistress’ voice was so smooth. It poured over my brain like liquid gold. Just listening to it filled me with joy and calmness. “You like that, don’t you? You like being pleasured by a cute herm? You like his company, hm?” I nodded feverishly. The building pleasure in my loins, the sensual voice dripping down my ears, it was all so much. “Gooood girl. We’ll discuss everything about your new life here. You just need to do one thing for me. Can you do that?” I nodded and begged silently. Yes! Yes! I can do it! I’m your good girl!


“Cum” 


I exploded, screaming out in pure pleasure as an orgasm bigger than I had ever experienced before tore me apart. The herm between my legs coughed as copious amounts of my fluids poured down his throat. My muscles spasmed and shook, and I probably would’ve shaken right onto the floor had the Queen not held me down. I moaned and panted heavily as the aftershocks made their way through me.But the Queen had no time to lose.


“My, you are a very eager slut. All I need to do is get you all pent up and you’re as soft as clay. Do you want to know something? I don’t have to do all this. I could put a tentacle down your ear and you would be a willing subject in minutes. But I don’t. Instead, I take pleasure in slowly bending the minds of those we capture. Gradually breaking them, showing them the true way of the future. Do you feel it? Your mind slipping? Think back. What’s your earliest memory? Can you remember your parent’s faces? Your friends?”


Of course I can. I remember my past like it was 10 minutes ago. I was born in… well… Okay, but I know my friends. Their names were… or… but… my parents, I know what they look like. I had just seen them a few weeks ago. They looked… no… more… no, no no.


“I can feel your desperation. You don’t want it to be true. But it is. You only need to accept it, then you can join the future. We are the true fate of Earth. Together we will bring peace, fairness, and unity. Just… let… go…”


No, no, no. Don’t let go. This is madness. I shook my head. I can’t surrender here. 


“Aren’t you so tired? You are so tired. So much fighting, so much loss. And for what? All a failure in the end. Victory over us is not in your destiny, not for your species, nor any other species. Don’t you want to be happy and healthy forever? You can be breeding stock, a permanently empty, joyful mind, living only to build an army. I think that would make a good choice for you. You already have everything you need.”


No. I couldn’t bear thinking about spending my life constantly pregnant and half brain dead.


“No? You can be a strong warrior then. A fighter and worker in one. Staying close to your origins. That sounds good, right?” Mistress put a little more of her smooth, soft voice into her words. Yes, that sounds nice… “You like that idea? Good. We’ll only need to make a few changes. Let’s get started now.


Before I had any time to change my mind, Mistress threw me off of her lap. I had barely even touched the soft, squishy floor before my limbs were grabbed by tentacles and I was hauled into the air. In a very exposed spread eagle position, I was set upon by tentacle after tentacle.


I groaned in pain as two large intruders entered my ass and vagina, spreading them painfully wide. I gasped as a new warm sensation took over my lower half. I looked down only to see the entire bottom half of my body was gone! It was consumed into a large, slimy appendage. I could feel the warm slime and flesh hugging every inch of my lower body. 


“This part won’t be pleasant. I could’ve infected you or knocked you out for it, but someone has to pay for those dead warriors.”


Won’t be pleasant? What is that suppo- “ARrrrrrhhhhhhhh!” I screamed as my lower half felt like it had caught fire. Make it stop! I pleaded as the two limbs pulsed in and out of my holes. I could feel them scraping every inch as my very flesh burned. I grimaced and writhed about as a new feeling emerged around my pussy. The pulsing and thrusting of a tentacle was replaced by… well it was hard to say. Something more like sucking. Or pulsing. 


“FUuuuuuuuuuCK!” Burning pain consumed me, overshadowing what little pleasure could be gained from my holes being so violently fucked. 


“Yes! Yes! Do you feel it?!” The Queen screamed. “Do you feel your body being molded to my will?!” She yanked her mate into the air before dropping him onto her lap, where he began delivering a combined hand and tit job. “You will become greater than you ever were before!”


“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH” Can’t… take it… It was all too much. My legs went numb and my vision started to dim. The last thing I saw was the Queen being eagerly jacked off, and the ripping hot burning between my legs.
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“Welcome back.” I groaned as my surroundings slowly came back into focus. The Queen sat smugly as always upon her throne. Her mate lay passed out beside her, his belly even more bloated and full than last time, with cum leaking from his every hole. 


I similarly felt like shit. The aftershock of that whole experience still left some dull aching within me. “I don’t blame you for passing out. It probably saved you from the worst of that, too. Now stand up before me, and we’ll see how you turned out.”


One again, my body was moved against my will. My legs stood up, and we walked towards the Queen. “Oh yes… very nice. Take a look for yourself.”


Take a look at what? I looked down, following the giant wolf’s gaze. 


“GAH! WHAT THE FUCK!?” In between my heavily muscled thighs stood a bright red cock. It jutted out and had to be at least 20 inches. I could see it even beyond my breasts, which seemed much larger than I remembered. It looked like any other canine cock I’d ever seen, but this one was attached to me. A few prods and strokes revealed that it was functional and extremely sensitive. Swing below my new shaft was a pair of big, fuzzy testicles. 


What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, I mouthed to myself as little jolts of pleasure struck me with every touch on my new organ. The Queen looked at me and smiled, “Why don’t we get you acquainted with your new cock? Miko, why don’t you help her?” 


The pregnant shark named Miko, as it were, jumped off the throne and waddled towards me, his oversized belly dragging along the ground. He looked at my genitals with hungry eyes. He wanted my cock and he wanted it now. 


“So eager. What a naughty cock-slut.” The Queen playfully chastised her mate as he settled down in front of me. I regretfully got a good look down his mouth as he moved in for a blowjob. His maw was lined with row after row of jagged, serrated teeth.


“M-maybe we could skip this part.” I tried to back away, but he grabbed my thighs and forced me all at once into his mouth. “OoOoOoOohhhhhhhh…” All at once I was assaulted by so many new sensations. It took all of my willpower not to immediately collapse. My legs were shaky however, as he began deepthroating my cock. His huge tits bounced up and down as he choked me down. I could feel his slime coat my shaft as his tongue ran up and down my length. 


“How does it feel? Are you enjoying your new cock?” I could only feebly nod as the herm sucked me off. “Good.” I could feel every square inch of his mouth as it wrapped around me. His warm, wet mouth and throat swallowed my length with magical ease, and I was just left with his tight holes seemingly strangling my cock. His teeth deftly avoided any scraping and stayed comfortably tucked away.


“I-I so… *gasp* close!” I moaned. I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable orgasm, only to come up empty. All I could feel was the relatively cool air around my cock. “Hah...hah...wha-what happened?” 


The herm had moved off my cock, and sat there on the ground with a playful look in his eyes. “You still need to try one more hole before you cum.” responded the Queen.


The shark king turned himself around, wheeling about on his belly until he was on all fours and presenting his ass to me. His little star beckoned me inside. How could I say no? But first, I had to do something else. Reaching out a tentative hand, I began squeezing and kneading his ridiculously thick rear. His ass and thighs felt like marshmallows beneath my fingers. Despite reaching in as far as I could, I couldn’t feel any bones. No bones, no cartilage, just endless fat and fur all the way down. Like one big sexy stuffed animal. 


The femboy whined at me, clearly desperate for me to finally sink my cock into him. I couldn’t refuse such a cute face(and ass) like that. I yanked his similarly squishy tail into the air and lined myself up.


Three… two… one *boom*


I almost came nearly instantly. It took everything in me to not blow immediately. I gasped and panted as possibly the greatest feeling ever overtook me. 


“I can feel your pleasure. You will make an excellent breeder. Fast too.” She snickered. I couldn’t care less though. I needed more of this sweet, tight, warm sensation, my cock seemed to start thrusting all on its own. I’m sure that this hole had been pounded by the Queen’s 5 foot rod, but it felt as tight as a virgin.


*pound pound pound pound* There was no time to waste. I had to fill up this needy slut if it was the last thing I’d do! It only took a few minutes until I was on edge.


“My, you really are breaking down up there, huh? Only a little horny and you lose all control. So easy to break.”


I just ignored her. Nothing would distract me from the tight hole that I currently slammed away at. Adorable moans and squeaks escaped his well-used mouth as his plush ass milked me for everything I have.


“Almost… there…” I could feel the edge coming. This was all so much. If this is what my future was like, then fuck everyone up on the surface. I needed this. I needed more. This truly was destiny.


And that was exactly what the Queen was waiting for. Another broken soul ready to be incorporated into the unity new destiny. I suddenly felt her arms around me. She was kneeling behind me, pressing my body into her own. I could see her massive cock beneath my own, pointed straight outwards. She helped me out, moving my body in time with my thrusts.


With that sweet, sensual voice like honey, she whispered into my ear: “You are finally ready my pet. It’s time to give your old life for the new.” Her words dug into my head. Between the fucking and the sweet nothings, I felt all fuzzy and tingly inside. It was strange. Somewhere deep inside myself I thought I should be angry or sad, but instead I felt acceptance. 


As she talked and kneaded my own soft breasts, I felt tentacles start prodding my ears. No… wait! I almost began realizing that I may have made a mistake. That little voice in my head tried to get me to stop. But it was too late. I knew that I was too far gone.


“AGhCKkk!” The tentacle rammed down my ear, quickly snaking through all resistance. I moaned as the strange sensation rocked through me. I was being violated in the deepest part possible.


Finally, the tentacle reached my brain. It began sweeping over all the gray matter, digging into every fold and crevice. “Just let go. This is your new life. Your new destiiiinyyyyy.” It whispered.


I could feel my memories and urges slipping, but not quite. I thought back to my parents… my parents… Who were they? I could vaguely remember a small city apartment, and a warm caring voice. Who was that? Maybe I didn’t have parents. I then tried thinking about my time in the… military? Where was that? The army? Or maybe the airforce? I could still see the screaming voice of my drill instructor, and the laughter of my classmates. I was definitely in the military at some point. But why would I have done that? That would’ve meant betraying my brothers and sisters here. And that couldn’t be right.


“Just remember your real story.” My real story… Here in this bunker. That was my real story. I have lived here all my life. I lived to serve my Queen… my mistress. It is my purpose to devote everything to her. Everything and anything she could ever want or need. Yes, that sounded right. I… we had the most important work ahead of us. We forgot everything about those strange, false memories. They weren’t real. Probably just some weird hallucination.


“Welcome back, my daughter.” Mistress pulled those sweet tentacles from our ears. we could feel her warmth and love for us. I looked down and saw the king beneath us. Our cum oozed out from his rear. We had cum without even realizing it. “I’m putting you in the breeding rooms.” we smiled at Mistress’ words. We would create an army that could fight for all of us. Those above-ground would never be able to resist. That was our destiny.


