Cyborg II

Note: This is a story-prompt for Mage.

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When it was over, Melissa somehow managed to turn around. She stood there, facing the xenomorph, barely able to stay afoot.

She leaned heavily on the wall behind her, sweat gleaming on her human flesh.

The creature continued to watch her for some reason. As it did, Melissa noticed that the human parts of her torso was slowly taking on a grayish hue, and her pelvic bones became slightly more angular, protruding visibly against her skin.

Her mechanical eye glowed.

Running self-analysis… Human DNA appears to have become corrupted by the xenomorph’s. There is no documentation on this anomaly… Prognosis unknown…

Melissa grunted out as her body shuddered. Her massive belly visibly throbbed, causing her to yelp, and grip at it. “Nrrgghhhh…” Her legs trembled as her abdomen forcefully contracted, a phantom pressure shooting down to her dripping loins. “Oh no…” Melissa murmured, thinking that she was giving birth—but this was too fast! She parted her legs as she began to gush fluid, and then something—something started to emerge.

“Mmmmgghhh…” Oddly, the experience was more arousing than painful. The xenomorph hissed quietly, continuing to keep her under close watch. “Ohhhh…” Melissa’s labia began to make way for a mound. A head, she presumed. No—this wasn’t that.

It was too plump and soft, effectively…squishing out of her, an alien mound that became more bloated the more her belly contracted. It was smooth and sensitized, like an extension of her skin there. Melissa’s belly heaved, and more of the mass pushed out of her, slimy and swollen as it was. “Errrggghhhh…” Melissa gripped at her throbbing belly as the protruding mass continued to expand.

The mound beneath her bloated more, now pressing the insides of both thighs. It was a bloated mass, roughly the shape of a watermelon, and growing by the moment, stretching more and more.

Melissa began to notice that its bouts of growth seemed to correlate with her contractions. In fact, she could see that her stomach was getting smaller!

The infants inside her kicked and churned, as though in resistance. But then she could feel their bodies contorting frighteningly, before they were plunged through her loins one by one, and into the growing sac.

Running analysis on embryos... Babies appear to have become infected by xenomorph DNA as well... Embryos are being pushed into sac amongst eggs and other alien material…

“Oh god…” Melissa breathed, as the sac bulked more between her legs, a fat mound, the shape of a lemon, massive and protruding from her groin. The tight skin bulged out here and there, as more material was pumped inside of it. She felt its end begin to brush the metallic floor.

Her breasts were swelling bigger, rounder, nipples sticking like small torpedoes, straining and hard. Her skin became grayer, closer in shade to her metallic parts. She groaned her way through another vicious contraction, her eyes squeezed shut and metallic cheeks flushed. An especially large mass began squeezing through her loins, the sac so full, it felt like it might burst. She choked out as it pushed into the sac, then she became dazed, and started to sink to the floor.

But the xenomorph grabbed hold of her chin, forcing her to stay on her feet.

The xenomorph probably didn’t want any undue pressure on the sac. It hardly mattered by then to Melissa. Her belly had shrunk down to the size of a beachball, the sac fat enough to rest on the floor. She gripped what she could of it. It felt plump and fatty like a sausage, meanwhile rising like bread dough to fill the space between her thighs. Soon she would be straddling it, practically riding it like a space-slug. And still, the growth went on.

Melissa’s electronic eye blinked rapidly, her system trying to appreciate her transformation. But there was no resolution for Melissa’s predicament. She was now a hive queen.

She slowly looked up as the xenomorph glided its claws over the sac in examination. He didn't seem at all satisfied.