For many months I was the loyal servant of the hive. I helped lure in my own kind to the xenomorphs, watched them become hosts. But now... I was no longer watching. I was the one they were binding in resin... The one they were turning into a host. That was only the beginning... the beginning of their reward for my devotion to their growth. The xenomorphs caught vivid details of my dark, lustful fantasies ever since they came to me in nightmares so long ago. I couldn't hide my desires from them... they knew I longed to be hung up from their hive walls. The touch of claws on my erection only served to make me ejaculate as I felt the ever-expanding cocoon swallow my legs up. I was in a haze from the pleasure... My arms were made helpless before I even knew it. Only as the xenomorphs gagged me did I understand what being a host meant... I began to remember what part came next... As I stared down at the leathery egg, I admit my faith wavered. Claws grabbed my head as I screamed and struggled, but the resin was too strong. I was yanked down to stare at the opening flaps and see inside. I saw my fate reaching out for me. In a matter of seconds the facehugger attached itself to me and I became the hive's newest host. However, the xenomorphs weren't done... my reward was only half-complete. Panic soon turned back into lust as the xenomorphs made no secret about their enjoyment of watching me stay so aroused, even as the facehugger squeezed my neck tighter. I felt them wrapping me in more resin... they wanted to sculpt me with it. Even as I felt the facehugger's ovipositor sliding into my mouth and down my throat, they continued... why? In a 'vision' they showed me... it was my deepest darkest desire, fulfilled in their own way. They were 'transforming' me into a xenomorph... My reward for loyalty. They 'transformed' me well. My identity was gone... Trapped underneath an inescapable shell of resin. No longer just a host, but a display piece hung up in the hive for all to see. And as for the hive... It still remains sheltered and protected underground where it grows unhindered, becoming stronger day by day. The xenomorphs will conquer my world, and though I won't be alive to see it, I am happy to have helped them. That is my true reward... My loyalty to the hive...
