Thread: Infested Station - (Maj.Mario + Iridium248)

Claire's moans were like music to the crawler's ears...The keening hiss that thrummed along the warm connection of their entwined tongues so very, very pleased indeed - As that alien member sank into her, pushing deep...Straining to reach the very core of it's being! It began to thrust, powerful strokes that plundered her silky folds...Each schllltttt echoing in the close confines of the chamber, illustrating how wet she was, how hot - And the creature took her. Those plundering thrusts - the ridges of the alien's cock would grind against her inner walls, fighting the grip of her velvety tunnel again and again...Their hips meeting again and again, with that moist fap of Claire's plush behind against the creature's leathery carapace-! Altering it's pace, pistoning into her...Finding that optimal rhythm, to coax another shriek of pleasure from the willing female's lips-! But even as the veiny shaft throbbed within her - bioluminescene illuminating it from within - only thing would escape her the rush of magma-hot, clotted seed that was oh-so-clearly building within the creature's heavy testicles, freed from their armored sheath! It was holding back - resisting the urge to mark her, to claim her right away- It was as if it wanted Claire's submission to be entirely of her own will...Or perhaps it simply wanted to see what it would take for a female to give herself over to the Hive! And that was an evolutionary route worth pursuing...At length . Down in the bowels of the station, with the cargo-lift locked in it's descended position - With very little light, with no-one to interrupt...They'd be down there for hours. How long would it be? Five? Eight? A full day , with nothing to distract Claire from the alien that was claiming her, thrusting into her again and again...Until those powerful hands closed on her hips, pulling her up, up and against the crawler as the alien went flat on it's back - Holding her so she could see that shaft ploughing into her with powerful, rhythmic strokes! No matter how long it lasted - no matter how much she came - it'd still be hard, still eager...That powerful body rolling over hers, claiming her again and again! Yet in her own way, Claire was changing the crawler, too - A subtle change to optimize itself for the new environment, for it's favored prey! The hyperactive nyume organ that let it move with blinding speed diminished, in favor of a cranial expansion...the wedge-head of armor smoothening out, for a more familiar visage - the curve of the Brood's fleshhooks becoming more pronounced, those eyes exuding nictating membranes...The better to see in the dark - to better appreciate the females it was fucking-! It was becoming increasingly clear, now - Corruption would be the ideal medium to expand it's territory, not violence! And now came the most delicate moment of all - Even as the crawler contorted Claire into a new position, up against the wall, her cheek pressed to the body-warm metal, images would flash through her mind...In time to the answering throb of the sopping cock inside her-! The alien wanted her - It wanted her to change for it... -It wanted her to be, for want of a better word, the creature's girlfriend . The visions in her mind resolved - It was herself. Even as the crawler's shaft flared within her, bulging, sealing itself in her tight, hot tunnel...It was letting her choose the path her transformation would take - Which would be the template for all other females taken in this way! It'd be flattering, in it's own way...While the others would be changed, too - Claire would be the first and greatest-!