Chapter 1 - An Inquisitor No More

(In addition to story tags in description, this chapter includes bimbofication [minor body alterations to become more sluttier/voluptuous])


Inquisitor Janus has a number of close calls with Tyranid forces, but after a full hour of jogging and bursts of sprinting, she's made her way to the service elevator leading to the nuclear generator below ground. She hits the button for the bottom floor and sighs relief when the lift activates, waving away concerns the security system might still be active. Janus attempts to straighten her hair, as force of habit, and brushes her red locks away from her sweat-drenched face. The Inquisitor was attempting to save a Space Marine company from certain annihilation by activating the city's nuclear power core just after their lift off, otherwise the Tyranids hive ships attacking the planet would simply run them down. The atomic flash would fry their sensors long enough for the angels of death to jump into warp space. With Janus' retinue dead and the security forces annihilated, only she was left to commit martyrdom and hopefully, the Space Marines would come back with vengeance.

One last mission. Almost there. Almost time... to go to the Emperor's side.

The elevator lurched to a creaking halt. The emergency lighting was on, making the room hard to see in, but the nuclear generator was clearly visible. Hundreds of feet below ground, it was the size of a ten story building and had an ominous yellow-and-green glow. The main control panel sat at the base and Janus rushed to it without any hesitation. 

Her eyes and mouth widen in horror as she sees the control panel is completely destroyed. Sparks and wires string out in every direction, leaving nothing recognizable as a power button of any kind. Before Janus can curse whatever Gods damned her, screeches, howls, and skittering is heard coming from every direction around her. She sees movement in the shadows, but can't be sure and begins firing wildly, panic taking over. Janus regains some of her senses and tries to fire her pistol at the reactor. Plated with the same material used for star ships, her pistol does little to the reactor. In one last desperate effort, she sprints for the elevator and this time, it refuses to activate.

"No, no no, please, Emperor, help me! I beg you!"

She drops to her knees, holding her hands together, waiting for the inevitable murder of what sounded like hundreds of Tyranids around her. However, it never came. Minutes of kneeling, helplessly praying with her eyes closed, and Tyranid noises only got louder, but no death came. Janus steeles her resolve and opens her eyes. 

In front of her is nearly every type of Tyranid imaginable. Tyrants, a massive carnifex, genestealers, gaunts, rippers, gargoyles, raveners, and many more. It's at that moment one of the genestealers approach her and drop a meaty clump on the floor. Janus screams in terror as she recognizes the head of Space Marine Force Commander Xerakus.

The bodiless voice enters her mind, as effortlessly as entering a room, and its words echo through her entire being, "We have special plans for you. We have found a more... efficient way of growing our hordes. It's time for you to learn your new place."

Several dozen of the smaller Tyranids, known as gaunts, surround the woman and tear her clothing from her body. Her weapons are also ripped to pieces and mere seconds later, the Inquisitor is completely nude, her large, rarely touched, ass and breasts on full display. She begins sobbing, as this was a fate far worse than death. It's at that moment the gaunts grab her and position her between a group of them. Large phallic appendages, resembling erect cocks, begin spearing each of her holes. One stabs into her pussy, another into her ass, and a third in her mouth. Many of the gaunts stroke their huge cocks or rub their dicks on the Inquisitor's toned body. 

A single thought echoes through her mind amid the emotion, Why me!?

The omnious voice replies, "You are a psyker, are in peak physical condition, and have extensive knowledge of our enemy. We could ask for no better brood mother."

Brood Mother... 

The words echoed in her mind as her various holes were thrusted into. One of the gaunts approaches her breasts and attaches two fleshy suction cups to her nipples. The appendages seem to be tentacles coming from the backs of the gaunts, and in fact, many of the other Tyranids in the chamber. They begin pumping something into her, and everything in her mind becomes hazy. The triple penetration was getting to her now, her mind becoming clouded with desire and pleasure. Janus began lewdly moaning and bouncing on the gaunt cocks by the time the fleshy suction cups were pulled off. Another addtion was made to her bosom. Sizable before, they were now colossal tits, going from D's to J's. Gaunts eagerly sucked and licked her nipples while the others fucked her. It's at that moment her mind begins to break and she finds it impossible to continue reciting Ecclesiarchy mantras to maintain her spiritual purity. Instead, she climaxes, hard, and squirts female juices all over the cock inside of her.

The gaunts all rotate and allow more of their brethren to breed the brood mother. Dozens upon dozens of the smaller Tyranids pump load after load into her bowels, mouth, and eager pussy. Several hours later, Inquisitor Janus is taking initiative and stroking cocks around her while sucking others. She learns to clench her vaginal and anal walls on the cocks in her ass and pussy to make them cum even faster. Their seed was delicious and she was quickly becoming addicted to the euphoric feelings it gave her. Janus was used by perhaps hundreds of gaunts before they finally backed off, satisified. 

She has a little bit of mental focus left to ask the voice, If you're breeding me, why my ass and mouth?

The voice replies, quite dryly, "Because I can see within you. It's what you want, and my swarms enjoy it too."

Janus was eventually covered in spunk from head to toe, coating her enlarged tits and belly. Her stomach was enlarged to look like she was birthing twins; it was possible the alien pregnancies lasted mere minutes, or hours.

Two tyrants approach her, massive two and half foot long cocks, and they lift the women in the air with ease, clearly desiring to sandwich her mid-air. 

"Please, fuck me! I need more Tyranid cock!" 

Janus' mind, though affected by toxins, was already taken over by the desire for pleasure. Her corruption was complete.

The 9ft tall Tyrants easily slide their massive cocks into her wet and spread holes. Janus squeals in complete ecstasy and wraps her arms around the tyrant infront of her, kissing his exoskeleton, hoping he got some pleasure out of it. It's at that moment more suction cups attach to her breasts and also her ass. She feels a small prick on her rump, nothing painful really, and her ass starts to grow along with her tits. The tyrants continue thrusting in and out of the near constant orgasming Inquistor slut for hours. Their cocks can be seen bulging in her mid-section due to their gargantuan size. The skittering, movement, and screeches of other impatient Tyranids in the room is complimented by Janus' screams and moans and the smacking of Tyranid balls against the woman's flesh. 

By the time the massive beasts orgasm and spurt gallons of cum into her already enlarged belly, she resembles a sexy sow. Her ass is bigger, her tits are bigger still and now lactating, and her belly is incredibly round. The tyrants drop her on the floor and despite her begging them to continue, the aliens are commanded telepathically to leave her alone, until she gives birth.

The very next day, Tyranids begin dropping out of her pussy in egg form. Dozens upon dozens plop out of her hole. Within minutes, the eggs hatch, and shortly after, the creatures reach full size. Her birthed gaunts and Tyranids prepare to re-breed their brood mother.

Janus smiled wider than ever and couldn't be happier than to have her Tyranid children fill her up for all eternity.