The Restart of a Hive

Thorax laughed at her. He would have laughed in her face if he wasn't so sure she'd try to bite his off.

"No!"

"Yes!" she insisted.

He repeated louder, "No! In fact, fuck no! Why would I ever agree to do that!? I'm not giving you the satisfaction! To say nothing of the fact that as soon as I even get close enough to do that, you'll try to break my neck!"

"And I'd still be chained to a fucking wall!" she snapped. "How would your death profit me at that point!? If you don't trust me, use your eyes! Look!" She pointed across the hall at the cragadile eggs being collected, and at the spotted dogs humping each other like... well, like dogs. "Two animals in every room. Breeding pairs. Look at me!" She pointed at the spreader bar on her legs. "It couldn't be any more obvious what they want!"

Thorax pursed his lips. "Fine. Let's say you're right. And let's pretend that you won't kill me the second I get close enough. And in the incredibly unlikely event that I trip, and fall, and become brain damaged enough to agree to start a new hive with you. Without non-changeling seed or host, we'll only produce sterile drones."

"It doesn't matter! Once I lay, they'll come in here to collect them and that's when we escape!"

Thorax pointed at the wranglers with poles and lassos on the cragadiles. "You don't think they'll be expecting that? I really don't want to get sprayed down again. That shit burns!"

"It'll be worth it," she said. "Even if you don't get out, one or both of us can mount one of them and get a few eggs in them!"

"I think they'll notice having eggs inside them," he said clutching his belly. "I still remember how it felt when you used me as a vessel."

"Even if that doesn't work, my drones will still be loyal to me. And they can help us escape from the outside."

"Like the eggs won't just end up hatching in a secured room like this? There's no way that'll work."

"You have a better idea?" she asked.

He looked over at the enclosure across the hall as the creatures left with the eggs. "Obviously not."

"Then get over here."

"No." The lights in the enclosures turned off and he laid down to sleep.

Thorax sat in his beach chair, looking out over the shimmering water of Horseshoe Bay. He pressed his legs into the soft sand and reached over to grab his drink. A hoof touched his and he looked over at his mother sitting next to him. Chrysalis had bumped her hoof into his as they both reached for their drinks. She put her hoof into his and he held hers. They looked into each other's eyes to the sound of the surf and tropical birds.

"This is nice," he said.

"I love you, Thorax."

"I love you too, Mom." They each picked up their piña coladas and tapped them together. She set her drink down and got up her seat to move over to his, straddling his lap. "Mom!?"

"Shh," she put her hoof to her lips as she ground her hips against his lap, coaxing out his penis. "Just drink your drink." She reached down and guided his dick inside her.

Thorax brought the glass to his lips, but felt a drop on his cheek. He looked up at the clouds as a drop turned into a sprinkle. He laughed and caught the raindrops on his tongue as they were caught in the rain.

Thorax licked the raindrops from his lips as he blinked awake on the metal floor of the enclosure. He felt more droplets. "Wha? Rain?" He looked across the room.

Chrysalis sat on the floor with the spreader bar behind her head, along with her ankles as she played with her pussy. She grinned and flexed her pelvic muscles, carefully aiming her next squirt to arc across the room onto his face again. "Pleasant dreams?" she asked with a coy purr.

"Wha? Mom! What are you..."

"Oh? Did Pharynx never tell you about my royal jelly? I figured giving you some of my concentrated pheromones would help make you a bit more... agreeable," she said, looking at his rigid erection.

Thorax stood up, if a bit too quickly. His head felt like it was spinning. His lips and tongue were tingling. His penis was painfully hard. He tried to walk but stepped into a puddle of slick royal jelly. He slipped, stumbled and fell face first into the puddle, smearing his face and much of his body with her potent secretion. Even if he hadn't already ingested some, there was enough seeping into his carapace to paralyze him with chemical lust. His semen glands ached with fullness.

She righted herself and stood up. She watched him writhe and fruitlessly hump at the air. "He should have also told you that this time, that won't go away with just your hoof. It needs to absorb my special secretions from deep inside me." She turned around and leaned her front half to the floor. The spreader bar kept her hind legs wide apart for him with her ass in the air and her tail moved aside. "So the only way to get relief is by putting that exactly where it's intended to go."

He stayed where he was on the floor, refusing to even look at her as he grit his teeth.

She turned back around and looked down her nose at him resisting. "Do you think what you're doing is brave? You aren't special. I've had proud lovers before. Those who resisted being dominated, and put into their place, where they belong, under my hoof. In my thousand years reign, none have succeeded. Even your dear brother, brave, tough Pharynx, was little more than a quivering puddle of a grub before me, begging for his queen to straddle his face and give him more of my sweet nectar."

"You aren't even the first traitor to the hive," she continued. "There have been other dissenters before. I dealt with them thusly. Chained them to the hive wall and smeared their faces with jelly. Then I'd masturbate, or take a loyal lover if the mood strikes me, and make them watch while their ovipositor gets no relief. As I understand it, the pain just gets worse and worse. Until eventually it kills them. But they usually go insane first."

He just groaned on the floor.

"Not that I'm especially looking forward to carrying your brood. But I suppose we all must make sacrifices," she said as she bent over again. "For you, that means having the best sex of your entire, pathetic life. Now get on your hooves and walk over here. Mommy has a belly full of eggs that she needs basted."

Every muscle in Thorax's body was as stiff as his dick as he stood up on shaky hooves. One hoof stepped in front of the other as he was pulled along by an invisible force. His eyes never left the dripping teardrop shape of his mother's glistening vagina. It was like looking down the barrel of a gun held by the most erotic creature in the world, beautiful and terrifying. He reared up to mount her. She moved away and turned suddenly, rolling him to the floor and squatting over him.

"Ah, ah!" she chided. "Your dick isn't getting near those eggs until I feel you tongue-massage them!" She sat on his face and he laid there without resisting. "Look at you..." she teased. "Just laying there and taking it like just another nectar fiend, already addicted. Do you want more?" she asked. He nodded. "Do you want Mommy to squirt in your mouth?" He already had most of his tongue inside her pussy. She grabbed him by the horn with one hoof as her other played with her pussy. "Beg for it! Say the words!"

"Please squirt in my mouth, Mommy!"

She grinned and flexed her hips, squirting a big gush of her royal jelly, filling his mouth. She planted herself down on his face again, waiting until he swallowed before letting him breathe again. The more he got, the more he wanted, completely and utterly in her thrall. She brushed her hoof along his drenched cheek. She looked at his vacant, unfocused eyes. "You didn't really think Pharynx was so loyal to me because of my charming personality, did you?" The question slid right off of his cum-drunk brain.

She got off him and resumed the position, bent over with her legs spread. "Now get up here and fuck me!" He obediently did as he was told, like a good little subservient slave. He mounted her and slid his dick inside, the tip getting just the barest taste of relief from the depths of her vagina. It only bolstered the signal to his glands to go into production overdrive. She would drag him through hell before he got to heaven.

His hips thrusted with earnest desperation, driven by a need to cum unlike anything he had ever felt before. The texture and temperature of her pussy was almost supernatural. It felt smooth and textured and hot and cold all at once. He felt rippling pressure come in waves threatening to pull him deeper. Any fear he felt of her pussy sucking it right off was overridden by an insane desire to let her. He wanted to cum so badly, he had been sure he would have gone off instantly as soon as he stuck it in. And the more he fucked her, the stronger that feeling became. And yet release would not come.

She could feel him growing more agitated as he fucked her. His glands would be near to bursting soon. Which was exactly where she wanted him as she purposefully withheld her final secretion for his release. "Do you want to cum inside Mommy?" she asked.

"Yes!" he yelled in desperation.

"Beg!"

"Please Mommy! It hurts so bad! Please let me cum inside you!"

"Are you going to be a good boy and promise to do what Mommy says from now on?"

"Yes Mommy! I Promise! I'll be a good boy!" Chrysalis shivered and willfully released her nectar.

"Cum for Mommy!"

Her secretion washed over his dick. The chemical signal rocketed up his dick to his swollen glands. He screamed out loud as he came, shoving his dick as deep inside his mother as he could, dousing her massive clutch of eggs with each thick spurt of his seed, ensuring every single egg was thoroughly coated for maximum fertilization. "I love you, Mom!"

Chrysalis felt a warmth rush over her, sating her hunger at once. The feeling swirled through her body and settled into her belly, along with her son's semen, feeding the eggs. A faint green glow emanated through her translucent abdomen. Thorax staggered backwards, and tumbled to the floor as he pulled out of her. She turned around and grabbed him with her hoof, pulling him close to lay beside her, cradling his head against her distended belly.

"Tell Mommy how much you love her," she cooed.

He wrapped his hooves around her and nuzzled against the eggs inside her. "So much! I love you so much!"

She purred as her belly flooded with more warmth. They might only be sterile drones, but they would be mighty strong when they hatch. Stronger than their father, certainly. They would be a fine restart of a hive. At least until she could get ahold of a suitable host to lay some proper breeders inside of. But until then...

"I suppose I'll keep you..." She held Thorax close and kissed his forehead. "... for now."