A New World

A new world Part 3

Only two things mattered now, pleasing master and more. My senses were hightened, I could smell anyone that did not serve master completely, and I hunted them down in an unrelenting feverish rage. I could no longer remember my own name, where I came from, all that mattered was all must serve. All through the day, and into the night I hunted, it didn't matter if it was human, or creature everything became one with master. Finally morning arrived and I could no longer smell anyone else. Still pleasuring myself I waited my next command, but a slow burning started in the back of my neck and slowly got hotter and hotter to the point I lay down on the ground wimpering in agony holding the back of my head. Unable to think anymore I just lay there, waiting to see what happened next. Finally it became clear, and even though I tried to cry, master didn't allow the tears to flow through it.

Slowly the creature arose, no longer human in any way. Gone was the captian, gone were all her thoughts, only the pantyhose parasite remained. Calling to the others that had been changed as well the parasite gathered it's masses at the field of pods. Unable to fly any kind of ship, or do anything but consume all forms of life around it the hose, and it's drones awaited a new life form to arrive so it could continue to spread.

First mate Brenda sat in the captians chair staring in disbelief at the video screen before her. When the first attack started she had remained hidden in one of the storage areas, watching through a monitor hooked up to several cameras throughout the ship. She had seen how fast it spread, and how quickly the crew had given in to it. As the hose took over, she watched and learned through the video feed. It was a parasite, and not only did it feed off those that it came into contact with, but it created such a bond between itself and the host that separation would be near impossible to achive. After the crew was taken over, Brenda made several trips to the med bay, to gather equipment to start analizing data, and find a way to reverse this process. Staying hidden was hard, everywhere she turned there were consumed crew mates that wanted nothing more than to continue spreading the hose to others. Still keeping an eye on the crew to monitor any changes, she managed to gather a small sample of the parasite, and she researched its structure at a high risk of becoming infected herself. Breaking down the elements of the parasite she found that even different as it was, it was still a carbon based life form not unlike herself. Wondering as she worked with the elements to find it's natural diseased state, why no one from the other crew was able to find this same information. Then it hit her, it didn't want them to learn, even with their collars the hose was still in control. There was only the hose, and it only eased off on its pleasure sending hormones. It only wanted them to believe they were in control, while they still did it's bidding.

Brenda worked with the periotic table, to find the hose's natural enemy, and created a gas that she would be able to pump through the air system of the ship. Completely toxic to the parasite, but inert and non affecting to people. After listening to the captians speech about a landing party she decided to wait until they departed to test her cure. Once the team departed she worked her way to the air control systems room and hooked up her canisters. Turning the valves to the on position she turned to find she was no longer alone. Someone had followed her into the room, and were now smiling as they approached her. "Master says everyone must be converted" it said "Don't fight it, it feels so good, master always takes care of us, we just need to spread it further to keep it happy", backing into the corner Brenda closed her eyes aware of what was coming, and praying that everything she worked so hard on would not have been in vain. Feeling its touch was more than Brenda could ever have imagined. Her entire body went limp with need and her legs spread wide. Smiling the converted crew member was more than happy to help her, dropping down with her and rubbing its body over her. Brenda's hands worked her own sex welcoming the hose with open arms. Working into a sexual frenzy, they went at it and Brenda became one with master. Suddenly she remembered what she had done and jumped up in a panic to try and turn off the canisters. already empty, she screamed out "NO" as a green mist started decending from the vents. Then it started, Brenda could feel the parasite start to quiver on her body. Starting to shake herself she started feeling faint, and suddenly blacked out.