!!NSFW!!WARNING!!
Warmth pulsed around me like a heartbeat.
For a moment I floated in darkness, weightless inside the cocoon. I felt nothing except a strange warmth crawling through my bones, like tiny sparks rewriting me from the inside out.
Then the voices began.
They skittered like echoes on the inside of my skull.
Protect the queen… Feed the queen… Mate for the queen…
"Stop," I whispered. "I am the queen!"
The whispers froze. Then they whispered again, softer this time, almost shy.
Queen… awake… queen… safe…
A small laugh escaped me. "What is happening to me…"
I felt the cocoon crack. A ray of cold air touched my skin. Then another. Light flooded in, too bright, too sharp.
I gasped and sat up.
The cocoon broke around me like glass made of pink mist.
[Broodmother core synchronized… 100%
Host biomass: purified and optimized.
Genetic weave: stable. Mutation pathways open.
First drone imprint detected — designation: Ant Warrior (Male).
Swarm count: 0.
Status: Broodmother requires mate to initiate spawning cycle.]
My breath hitched.
Everything was different.
The world looked smaller. Or I looked bigger. My hair fell down my back in a long, silky wave. My limbs felt stronger. My skin glowed faintly, like someone had polished me.
I pushed myself up.
My balance was off. My center of gravity was higher. Something heavy bounced on my chest.
I blinked and looked down.
Two big mounds pressed against each other, round and firm. They blocked half my view of the ground.
"What are these two things obstructing my vision?" I said out loud. I poked one. It bounced slightly. "Oh wow. How did they grow this big? And firm? Hello new assets."
My face burned.
Before I could admire them further, something tugged at my mind.
A wave of emotions crashed into me.
I looked around, a creature around half my height emerged behind a tree. My brain told me it was the same ant I contracted, huh? How did it grow legs and arms?
The ant warrior.
His thoughts slid into me like a warm breath.
Queen awake. Queen beautiful. Queen strong. Queen must be fed. Queen must be protected. Queen must be… mated…?
I slapped my forehead. "No. Not right now. Stop thinking weird stuff."
The headache hit me next.
A sharp, splitting pain behind my eyes. The connection between me and the ant pulsed too fast, too strong.
I groaned and held my head.
The system appeared.
A soft ding!. A clear blue window.
[Hive Link: Successfully Formed]
[Warning: Host experiencing First Link Overload]
[Tutorial Activated: Biological Queen Systems]
The words shifted.
[Soul Imprint: Your contracted creatures imprint their traits, instincts and emotions onto your soul. Stronger bonds increase power and control.
Bond strength with ant warrior..100%]
[Egg Creation: The queen may produce brood eggs.
Requirements: Genetic fuel from hive creatures through physical bonding, Biomass of bon…]
I closed the window fast.
"Nope. Not reading that part in public."
I stood up and tested my legs. They felt longer. Thicker. More stable. My muscles responded smoothly, like someone had oiled them.
I stretched my arms.
Even they looked toned.
"Wow," I whispered. "This body is cheating."
The ant warrior stepped forward.
He looked almost human-shaped now. Small. Barely up to my waist. But his eyes glowed gold. His skin was pale brown with faint chitin-like patterns over his arms and back. His hands shook with nervous energy.
He knelt.
"My queen…," he whispered. His voice was soft. Filled with devotion. "..food..."
My stomach growled.
"Oh good. What did you bring?"
He proudly lifted his offering.
A dead bird.
Another dead bird.
And a third one, still twitching.
I stared.
He stared at me, waiting.
"No," I said slowly. "Do not bring me dead birds. I am not eating that."
His antenna-like hair drooped.
"Queen… not happy?"
I knelt and patted his head. It felt warm, soft, almost fluffy.
"It is okay. I am not angry. Just… no dead animals. Let's cook them."
His eyes lit up. He nodded fast.
The hive-link vibrated.
Joy. Excitement. A strong instinct bubbling under his skin.
"Serve queen. Please queen. Mate with queen…"
I froze. "No. We are not doing that without eating first."
We worked together to grill the birds and eat until full.
The Ant warrior looked at me with hopeful eyes, the hive link again relayed his desire to mate.
[Hive Instinct urges synchronization]
[Warning: Delaying may slow first evolution]
[Proceed with bonding?]
My face went red.
I swallowed.
Shit! I have never had sex even in my last life. The warrior does look cute though. My body already started reacting for some unknown reason.
As I lounged on my green moss, my ruined dress barely covering my curves, I beckoned my loyal warrior to me. He approached with downcast eyes, his head bowed in deference to his queen.
"Come closer, my warrior," I purred, crooking a perfect finger at him. "Your queen requires your service."
He knelt before me, his three-foot stature making him the perfect height for me to reach down and caress his head. His short black setae/hair was silky smooth beneath my fingertips.
"Your queen has a hunger that only you can satisfy," I said, my voice low and seductive.
Heh! I might not have direct experience but I did watch enough game of thrones alright!
His eyes flicked up to meet mine for a brief moment before he ducked his head again. Without hesitation, he slid his hands up my calves. He nuzzled his face against my thighs, inhaling deeply.
"Your scent….is intoxicating….my queen"
I leaned back, letting him take in the sight of my body.
He started at my feet, placing soft kisses along my ankles and up my calves. His hands massaged the backs of my thighs, kneading the toned flesh as he worked his way higher.
When he reached the apex of my legs, he paused, his hot breath ghosting over my sensitive folds. His mandibles cut through whatever little of an underwear was left.
With a low growl of desire, he buried his face between my thighs. His tongue delved into my wet heat, lapping and stroking with an expertise that belied his diminutive size. I gasped, my fingers tangling in his hair as he pleasured me.
He licked and sucked at my most intimate places, stoking the fire within me. I could feel the pressure building, my thighs trembling with the force of my impending release.
"Drink everything" I ordered.
The warrior obliged and I released floodgates all over his face.
"Come here. Let me see what you're offering."
He stood up, his small cock sprang free, already hard and straining towards me. I licked my lips in anticipation, eager to taste him.
He stepped forward until his cock was mere inches from my face. It looked like a bright red popsicle, slender and twitching.
I leaned in, running my tongue along the underside of his shaft from base to tip. He shuddered at the contact, a low moan escaping his lips.
I took him into my mouth then, swirling my tongue around his head before taking him deeper. He was small, but perfectly formed, fitting comfortably between my lips. I bobbed my head, taking him in and out of my mouth as I pleasured him.
I could feel him swelling inside my mouth, growing even harder as he neared his climax.
"Your queen commands you to cum," I said, pulling back just enough to speak. "Fill my mouth with your seed."
With a strangled cry, he obeyed, his cock pulsing as he spilled himself down my mouth. I swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of him on my tongue.
Wow! It tasted like honey..and warm..
[DNA extraction for egg sack creation…30/100]
As his orgasm subsided, he withdrew from my mouth and sank to his knees once more. I leaned back, a satisfied smile on my lips.
"Well done, my warrior," I praised, reaching out to stroke his cheek. "You have pleased your queen well today."
He bowed his head in gratitude, his eyes shining with devotion. "It is my honor…..to serve…my queen…," he said simply.
I removed my bra,"Hehe! What do you think? You like them?"
The warrior looked at my boobs and.. Nothing? Confused? Don't you see these pink nipples?
Although he looks humanoid, technically he does not feel much attraction to boobs like humans I guess. Let's change the approach.
I reached up and cupped my breasts, my fingers sinking into the plush flesh as I kneaded them gently.
The ant warrior watched in rapt fascination as I played with myself, his tiny eyes widening as my nipples hardened into stiff peaks.
I gave him a mischievous grin and guided his face into the valley of the cleavage.
The ant's antennae brushed against my skin, the delicate hairs sending shivers of pleasure racing through my body.
I gasped as his tiny mouthparts tickled the sensitive underside of the breasts. The ant seemed to sense my desire, his movements growing more purposeful as he lavished attention on the aching nipples.