Latex Corruption

by Eclipsephoenix (ao3)

Chapter 1

The scientist smiled as she looked at the tube in front of her. Inside floated a dark purple orb. Despite its shiny exterior, it was organic with a hard shell. It took her years to modify alien DNA for a single purpose, and now… now she can use it. But she had to be careful, this thing was still a problem as she didn’t know how it would react to humans. She took her eyes off the tube and looked into a chamber as a woman in an orange prison suit was pushed in.

She was tattooed pierced and bald. A known killer, not a merc. Just a killer for fun. She just looked around, unconcerned about her surroundings or what was going to happen. The scientist shook her head before pressing the release key on her keyboard. The orb was flushed from the tube and fell with a splat in the middle of the chamber.

“What the fuck was that?” the criminal laughed. “Did you expect that to harm me?”

The laugh stopped as the ball reformed into a large bulbous plant-like object. It had seven large punkish purple sacs that pulsed. The criminal looked at it with a puzzled look. She was about to open her mouth to talk when one of the sacs opened. The inside looked odd as there were multiple tentacles wiggling around.

“What the fuck?” the woman asked as she slowly approached.

A tentacle then shot out of the plant-like object and grabbed her by the arm. She cried out as she tried to pull away from it, but she couldn’t as it pulled her towards it. Fear, fear filled her for the first time in years as it dragged her to its open maw. She did everything she could, punching, biting, but nothing worked. As she tugged on it a bit more, she slipped and fell on her ass. The plant then wasted no time dragging her into the hole.

Once she was in the sac closed up. The criminal pounded at the entrance but it failed to do anything and she stopped after a moment.

The scientist then turned to a screen as she scanned the latex plant. To her surprise, the creature had dragged the criminal into its central chamber and had her restrained upright. But she couldn’t see what was going on outside of thermal imaging and infrared. All it showed was that the woman was being absorbed by the plant. After an hour with no change, the scientist sighed and shut the test down. After transferring the information to her personal terminal, she got up and left.

But in the plant, something else happened. The criminal thrashed and yelled as she was pulled into the central chamber of the plant. She kicked as she was pulled upright and hung from her hands as the tentacles inside the chamber grabbed onto her ankles. They pulled her until her legs were spread out wide. She tried to struggle, but the tentacles held onto her, very tightly as it began to spit something out.

“What are…” she began before she realised her clothing was melted.

But she didn’t scream as it didn’t affect her. Just her clothing, something she used on occasion to remove evidence of her crime. Once all the clothing dissolved, she began to struggle again, but it did little. A tentacle moved up from the floor and slid up her back. She shivered as the feeling of wet sticky latex slid up her back. Soon it reached the base of her neck and positioned itself along her spine.

A scream tore through her lungs as the creature pierced her skin with small needles. The pain and scream only lasted for a moment as small tentacles wrapped around her spine and began to attach themselves to her brain. A voice spoke to her, it was calm and filled her with pleasure. Her body began to heat up as she looked down. The tentacles let go of her legs letting them hang, but she could see that they had a purple tint to them. She smiled and licked her lips at the thought.

“Yes, corrupt me,” she said and something opened up beneath her.

A large tentacle then moved up and began to encase her. She moaned as she felt the soft feel of latex touch her skin as it moved up her body. Soon it swallowed her legs, and her arms were released. With this new freedom, she cupped one of her breasts squeezing it while the other reached down to her pussy. Her fingers moved, playing with her pussy as the latex swallowed her. She didn’t stop masturbating as the latex sleeve fully covered her, encasing her in a cocoon. 

Soon the criminal would no longer exist. In her place, the Latex Queen would rise.

OOOOO

Samus Aran groaned as she finished playing with herself. She breathed deeply as she looked up at the celling, her body pulsing from the climax she just had. Bing human meant she couldn’t ignore her own bodily needs be it eating, drinking and otherwise. But it was only recently that her body demanded sexual pleasure. She wasn’t sure why though, it could be due to her Chozo DNA but if that was the case, she would have felt like this before. The only thing that comes to mind, was that it was due to her last mission.

It was on a space station to take down a drug cartel. Said cartel was producing sex slaves for the underworld. Before she saved them, she got a good look at the slaves in question. All of them were decked out in fine jewellery and silk veils. They were also drugged up on something that made them very submissive and horny. Maybe some of that drug entered her system and that’s she was horny… or maybe it was something else.

In truth, she rarely thought of sex before, so maybe it was her body catching up to her. Either way, she sighed and up before slipping back into her zero suit. As she did so, the contract list came up with a new listing from her favourite employer, The Federation. As she finished getting the bodysuit on, she checked the contract with a frown. It was only for her, and just like the last one took place at a station. However, she wasn’t familiar with the location as she checked out the details.

Her frown deepened as she saw it was a combination ship, part of it was a penal colony while the part was for scientific research. Why would the Federation need such a station? She shook her head and put that out of her mind. It wasn’t her business to know what the Federation was doing, but at least the money was good. She accepted the contract and moved over to the cockpit before sitting down and setting a course. As her gunship took off, a message came up giving her more details about the mission.

As she read it, she became even more confused. The place was a special testing area used on prisoners to test scientific research and weapons. It was disgusting, but such was the reality of the Federation. Both kind and cruel, at least the prisoners were some of the most wanted and deadly criminals in the galaxy. But was puzzled her as to why the prison fell. According to the report, the prison went dark around a month ago. Not unusual given its nature, but the supply ship never came back.

The Federation then sent out a spec forces group, but even they never returned. Not even their camera footage was sent. Stroking her chin, she pulled up the plans for the station and began to figure out what to do.

By the time she arrived, she had a basic plan. Her main mission was to find out what happened to the station. In order to do that, she would need to make her way to the command room or server room and download the information. She planned out multiple routes to the main locations and hoped it would be a mission with easy money. She activated the gunship’s autodocking sequence and let it move into the hanger while she donned her power armour.

Both didn’t take long as the ship landed. Once it was pressurised, she exited the gunship and looked around. There was nothing out of the ordinary, so she moved to the door. The access codes she got from the Federation worked and she moved into the corridor beyond. She moved slowly, her blaster at the ready. Keeping her eyes and senses open and aware, she moved down the corridor. The lights were still on, so that meant power was still on. But there was no one around.

As she advanced her eyes focused on the walls. But there was nothing to indicate any kind of fighting. No bullet holes or scratch marks. Nothing indicating anything happened. moving deeper, she found a locked door. Not unusual. After attempting and failing to unlock it the normal way, she just aimed her arm cannon and fired. The door turned into molten slag, but the stuff on the other side of it made her pause.

It wasn’t the first time she had seen some kind of material spreading across the station. But she hadn’t seen something smooth like this before. The walls were covered in a dark purple-like substance with ribbed piping along the walls and ceiling. Walking up to it, she got down to one knee and touched it. It was rubber, latex according to her HUD. A frown spread across her face and she pressed down on the latex floor. It was soft and bouncy, but something about the spring felt like there was something underneath the top layer.

Standing, she looked up and walked down the corridor. It was still lit, but the lights were covered by transparent latex. It still allowed light to shine down and illuminate the area. Checking her map, Samus saw that she was already quite deep into the station. It seemed that the outer part of the station was used like a lure. Bring people in with curiosity then trap them. As she moved further in all the corridors began to look the same, to the point where even her map was getting confused.

Getting annoyed, she walked up to a section that appeared to be a set of tubes interlinked with each other. She had passed quite a few of them and based on what she had seen on her map they appeared to be doors. But her route never had her go through any of them, so she wasn’t entirely sure if they were doors. However, she was proven right in her assumption as the tubes opened up leading the way into a room.

Like the corridors, this room was covered in latex but there was a major difference. In the middle of the room sat a pillar with a woman. Her arms and legs were encased in the pillar while her body was pushed outwards. A pair of tentacles moved in and out of her pussy and ass. Another pair were also attached to her nipples which seemed to leak milk. Her head was covered in latex exposing only her mouth and nose. The ‘hood’ was connected to the pillar holding the woman.

Samus frowned as she walked around the pillar, seeing if there was any way to get her out. But there was no clear sign. With few options, she set her blaster to the lowest setting and took aim at it.

“WAIT STOP!” a voice called and Samus turned to see a brown-haired woman with glasses and a lab coat panting as she entered the room. “Don’t fire whatever you do, you’ll attract the drones,”

“Who are you?” Samus asked as she lowered her blaster.

“I’m Dr Raven Sakura, the head of R&D here,” she then walked up to Samus. “You were sent here by the Federation, right? We’ve got to get out of here before they capture you,”

“I’ll take you to my gunship,” Samus said as she grabbed the doctor by the arm. “You can explain there,”

Despite the woman protesting, Samus managed to get back to her gunship in a shorter amount of time than it did to get her to the room. Once the two were inside her gunship, Raven sat down while Samus go her a drink.

“So, what happened?” the bounty hunter asked.

“It was over a month ago,” the doctor said as she took the tea from Samus and took a quick sip. “I was working on a life form that could neutralise hostile people. Prisoners, soldiers whatever the Federation needed it for and used them as workers or soldiers. But as it turned out, the prototype was more… animalistic than I expected,”

“Define animalistic,” Samus said as she sat down.

“It needs to expand and reproduce. It’s intelligent, don’t get me wrong, but it’s geared towards expansion. Like all animals, there is a need to breed and populate. That’s what it’s trying to do,” she took a sip before pulling her sleeve down revealing her hand was covered in purple latex and her wrist was encased in a leather cuff with no visible way to remove it. “It caught me but didn’t corrupt me, only turned my skin as a reminder of my failure. I keep my free will, but there is no way to remove the latex when it’s bonded to you,”

“It corrupted you?” the bounty hunter frowned.

“Yes, but only my body not my mind. The woman you saw? She was one of the workers here. The latex cannot conceive on its own it needs a host, like a parasite, in order to reproduce. It captures people and… changes them to suit it’s needs. Soldiers become its warriors; workers become… well workers but those with high fertility become breeders. Like the woman in the pillar,” she took another sip. “If the person is male, they undergo a full sex change procedure to make them into a woman. At the very least a futanari so they can impregnate breeders. They need to expand, and I cannot do anything to stop them,”

Samus nodded as she looked out of the window of her gunship. “I still need to get the data and find a way to defeat this creature. Where’s the data core? I have a map, but it’s doing little for me,”

“What? No, we have to leave!” the doctor said as she stood. “That thing will grab you and corrupt you. You won’t be able to resist!”

“I have to get the data about what happened here,” the bounty hunter replied firmly. “It’s part of my contract and if we get the data, you can find a way to counter this latex monster,”

The doctor fell silent for a moment before nodding. Samus then brought up a map and pointed to a room that looked like to a storage room rather than a databank.

“Here, we have multiple databanks for backup. This is the closest and should have a minimised risk of you getting caught,” the doctor explained and Samus nodded.

“Thank you,” she said before leaving and making her way to the indicated databank.

She moved through the corridors, following the map but it wasn’t long until she spotted one of the latex warriors floating down the corridor. Samus blinked as she looked at the odd creature. The top half was that of a woman in a latex bodysuit. Her head was encased in a hood that covered her entire face but she did have a pair of purple lips. A pair of large breasts hung from her chest with a pair of tentacles attached to her nipples.

But what caught Samus’ attention was the oddball the woman was in. It was big and held onto the woman’s legs while tentacles from it were wrapped around the woman’s neck and arms. It looked like the woman was a prisoner of the ball. Either way, it had seen Samus and several tentacles with bladed tips emerged from the woman’s back and ball.  

“Oooooo a new covert,” the woman said as she leaned forward, but the tentacles pulled her back. “Please don’t resist, pleasure will be your…ah… fate,”

Samus said nothing as she aimed and fired her blaster. The plasma round hit the creature, but did little as there was no scarring of any kind on its latex skin. But it did moan out loud in what sounded like pleasure as it advanced on the bounty hunter. Its bladed tentacles pull back before striking with lightning speed. The blades managed to hit Samus doing quite a bit of damage. Her HUD activated and showed her that the right side of her suit was heavily damaged due to one impact.

“Shit, it hits hard,” she muttered as she moved out of the way of another attack.

Samus rolled before popping up and fired a missile at the creature. And that did something. Once it hit, it severed several of the tentacles and caused a white ichor to leak from the ball. The creature screamed in pain before charging at Samus who fried several more missiles. One hit and the creature fell to the floor. The woman was pushed out of the way of the ball. Part of her original body could be seen thanks to blast-melting parts of her latex bodysuit.

She moaned as Samus approached. As the bounty hunter got down to one knee, the latex-clad woman moved and grabbed Samus by the neck and squeezed.

“You will be like me,” the woman said with a blissful smile. “Corrupted, beautiful, to serve greater than yourself. Let go and….” she didn’t manage to finish as Samus used her free hand to punch and knock out the latex-clad woman.

Samus looked at the woman on the floor with a frown before hitting her radio. “ADAM is Doctor Raven still there?”

“Yes, she is,” the AI replied.

“Patch her in,” she ordered and waited for a second.

“I’m here miss bounty hunter,” the doctor said. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Yes, I have a woman here. She was in some kind of ball who was attacking me,” Samus explained.

The doctor sighed in a combination of frustration and understanding. “You cannot do anything I’m afraid. Even if the latex bodysuit is gone, the parasite is still inside of her. The only way to save her is to kill her or destroy the parasite…. Or…”

“Or…” Samus questioned.

“Or kill the matriarch of latex,” the doctor answered. “Killing her will kill the parasites in everyone affected,”

“And you didn’t tell me this why?” the bounty hunter grilled.

“Because you don’t have a chance!” the doctor insisted. “You maybe be a bounty hunter with power armour and plasma weapons but so did the Federation troopers. They didn’t even last 2 hours against the latex warriors. Sure, they took out a few, but their toughness and numbers overwhelmed them. And that was the basic warriors. She’s likely to have something like a Pretorian guard. Something even deadlier than the warriors you face. Like it or not, no matter how strong you are you aren’t going to defeat her,”

Samus was about to argue but something wrapped around her neck choking her. She tried reaching for her neck but another tentacle grabbed onto her arm and pulled it back. More tentacles then grabbed onto her arms and legs and pulled them outwards tightly. The tentacle around her neck then loosened but the ones around her limbs tightened. Her HUD began to flash an alert but there was little she could do as the power suit broke from the pressure and dematerialised. As it vanished from her body, the tentacles grabbed her and turned her around.

Three more latex creatures hovered behind her. Two of them were like the last one, faceless but with large purple lips, but the third one stood out. While she was stuck in a latex ball with her arms locked behind her by tentacles, she wore a mask that exposed her mouth and had a pair of light purple ovals that seemed to represent eyes. She also supported a large purple cock

“You harmed one of my sisters,” she said. “But you’ll make a fine drone,”

As she spoke a phallic-looking tentacle came up to Samus’ face and sprayed something in her face. Her eyes grew heavy as tiredness fell over her. She tried to stay awake, but the gas entered her bloodstream and forced her to sleep.

OOOOO Several hours later.

Samus awoke with blurry eyes and a light head. She moaned as a pleasant feeling pulsed through her body, wetting her pussy. She tried to reach over to pleasure herself, but her arms didn’t respond. All at once her senses came back to her and she fully awoke. Looking around she found herself in some sort of light purple latex pod with transparent membranes. The pod itself was like a large round room with seven membranes looking out into the world outside the pod. Once she got a good look at her surroundings, Samus looked down at herself and blushed. She was no longer in her zero suit. Instead, she was stripped down to her birthday suit. But whoever stripped didn’t leave her completely naked.

A pair of black leather cuffs were locked around her ankles with no evidence that they could be removed. As for her arms, they were bound behind her back in a latex sleeve. They were bound very tightly to the point she could only move her hands. The binder also connected to her neck with a tentacle wrapped around her neck. It didn’t do anything, at least not yet but she suspected that it would if she tried to escape.

Standing, she looked towards one of the membranes and charged towards it at the best possible speed she could. But as she got close, the tentacle pulsed and began to cut off her airways. She gagged but continued slamming into the membrane. But this was in vain as the membrane acted like a rubber wall and pushed her back. She grunted in pain as she landed on her side. The tentacle shrank allowing her to breathe once again.

“Forget it bitch, we aren’t going anywhere,” a voice said.

Samus looked up to see a dark-skinned female sitting against one of the membranes. She was dressed similarly to what the bounty hunter wore. An arm binder, ankle cuffs and a tentacle wrapped around her neck. The only difference between the two was a large cock and balls between her legs.

Futanari weren’t common, but nor were they rare but somewhere in-between. They were normally created by genetic manipulation. But there were cases of women with working dicks occurring naturally. The futa also had a tattoo on her shoulder. It was an emblem of a military special forces group. Samus stood and looked in the futa’s direction.

“You’re one of the soldiers who was sent here,” she said as she began to look around.

“Yeah, look where that got me. Trapped, turned into a futanari, waiting to be corrupted by this latex monster,” she said before spitting. “I should have just retried,”

“Too late now,” Samus shrugged. “I assume the rest of your team was corrupted?”

The futa nodded and jerked her head outside. Samus looked to see a latex-clad woman waiting outside. Just like the warriors she fought before, this one looked to be a woman clad in purple latex but there were several major differences. For starters, there was no latex ball. Instead, she stood upright like a normal human if slightly taller thanks to the pony boots she wore adding a couple of inches to her height. Her arms were also encased in an armbinder but another pair of arms held a shock rifle.

While she couldn’t see the woman's face, she could see that she wore a hood with a v shape that didn’t cover her mouth. The back of the hood also opened up allowing a black ponytail to hang behind her.

“That was one of my commanders,” the futa said. “Before she was captured and turned into a latex warrior,”

Samus frowned as she turned to the futa. “I thought that the latex warriors had a floating ball,”

The futa looked up and laughed before sighing. “They are and aren’t. They aren’t frontline troopers; they are more like hunters to capture and bring back captives. The one out there, they are the true warriors of the parasite. Made from the soldiers who once guarded this place,”

Samus nodded and looked outside before sitting down. “So, you’ve been here for just over a month, right?”

The futa nodded. “Yeah, not sure why I haven’t been corrupted yet. Could be that it takes a while to prepare a pod or something to corrupt me,”

“Could be,” Samus nodded. “Even bug colonies need to use resources in order to eat big creatures or use them to breed,”

“Makes sense,” the futa shrugged. “I’m no…” he tried to say but the top of the pod opened up and a group of tentacles descended.

The two backed up to the walls keeping their eyes on the moving purple tentacles. It didn’t last long as they grabbed onto the futa first. She cried out and tried to kick them away but the tentacles grabbed onto her legs and pulled her out. Another set of tentacles came down and grabbed Samus. She did the same, kicking and yelling but it did little as it pulled her out. She was then placed in a metal cage with the futa before the top closed above them.

With a grunt, the two stood and realised that they were on a repurposed flatbed. It was modified to be lighter and be pulled by more latex-clad women. Just like the warriors, they had their arms in binders, their bodies clad in latex and pony boots on their feet. But there were several differences. The first being that they had a corset wrapped around their torso. They also supported a pair of horse-like ears on the top of their heads and a ponytail attached to their asses.

There were 10 of these pony girls in all, and once the roof of the cage was closed, they pulled the cart at some speed until they stopped at another pod and the roof opened again. Tentacles dropped in three more women, one being a futa before the roof closed and the cart took off again. The cart continued to move though the bay of capture pods until it came to a door. The ponies stopped allowing the door to open before trotting though.

The corridor was covered in the latex-like substance that Samus had encountered when she looked for the core. About 10 minutes later, the walls turned from purple to white. It was still latex, but a different colour. Samus frowned as she looked around. Something felt… off. She wasn’t sure but something didn’t seem right.

A few moments later the cart entered a large room. Along the walls was a set of six chambers with a latex pillar and six pods around it. The group watched as one of the pods opened up and a latex-clad woman walked out. Without things like an armbinder, boots or anything like that, she just looked like a regular woman dressed in a latex bodysuit with a v-shaped hood. But as she stepped out, her belly began to grow. She fell to her knees, crying out in pleasure.

A black orb soon exited her pussy and fell onto the ground before it began to grow larger and larger. It stopped and began to float before its mouth opened up. Tentacles exited its mouth, each one moving to wrap around the woman’s arms and gently pull them back as it approached her. The woman didn’t resist as she pulled herself back as the large orb attached itself to her back with her arms behind her. Part of its lips wrapped around her neck and attached itself to her hood.

She moaned out loud as tentacles entered her pussy and began to fuck her. “Breed, I must breed,” she moaned. “I must give birth…” as she said that, she was picked up by several tentacles and taken away.

Samus and her fellow prisoners just stared at what happened as one of the white-coated women walked up. Unlike the others, she didn’t have a V-shaped hood but a mask that covered her mouth. Her eyes glowed a brilliant purple and spoke intelligence. She looked from one prisoner to the other before her eyes focused on Samus. Lifting her hand, she pointed at the blonde-haired bounty hunter.

“Do not take that one, or that one,” she said pointing to Samus, the former soldier and two more.

Tentacles then entered through the top picking up the ones who weren’t selected with little trouble, but a lot of screams. While the women trashed around, they didn’t manage to escape as they were placed into open pods. Samus and the other three watched the process. As the women were close to the pod, tendrils came up from the pod and grabbed onto the feet or whatever they could get a hold of. While they were still lowered into the pods, more tendrils got a hold of them. The tentacles then let go allowing the tendrils to bring the woman into the pod.

Despite her struggling, she couldn’t get out. As they held her down a tentacle come out from the top of the pod. Unlike the others, this one had a triangular end. It moved to the woman’s face covering her nose, mouth and chin. Once it fastened to her mouth, she stopped struggling and her eyes closed. She was still breathing, but something was going on. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Samus didn’t see as a light purple membrane formed over the pod cutting off her sight from what was going to happen.

When the last non-selected woman was taken out, the roof closed and the cart began to move. They were taken out of the room, back into the corridor and further into the station. More of the latex-like substance covered the walls. But this time, Samus spied pipes along the sides pumping something along them. The further they got in, the more pipes they could see.

Samus tried to keep track of time, but she lost it back at the previous chamber. So, when they entered a new room, she didn’t know how long it was since they left. This new room was different. It was covered in latex pillars with pods on the side. Unlike the last one which had the pods at a horizontal angle, this one had the pods at a vertical angle. They were also connected to computer terminals showing the occupant inside.

The futa soldier behind Samus gulped as she sae one of the occupants of the pods. Unlike the pervious room, where the pods were tinted, these were transparent and the occupant was clearly visible. The woman inside, like all latex drones, had a purple latex bodysuit. But this one was clearly made for combat as her right arm was encased in a blaster, similar to Samus’ own arm cannon. Angled armour plates were on her arms, legs and chest leaving the joints open. But as for her joints, they had a ribbed look to them which could be some kind of soft under armour. The joints mirrored the muscular frame of bodybuilders.

This was seen in the warrior’s midriff as it looked as if she had a six-pack. The warrior’s head was also different as all she had was a pony tail hanging out, while the rest of her face was covered with a mask over her mouth and a ‘visor’ over her eyes. But that was only one of the pillars, as Samus looked to another, she saw one with a pony in it. Further along, she then saw one with a woman who had six pairs of breasts and horns on her head.

Samus gulped as well as one of the white-coated women walked up. “Bring them out,” she said and the top of the cage opened up.

Tentacles came down and plucked each one of the prisoners up and placed them before the woman. While they were afraid, they didn’t run as four of the warriors stood behind them dispelling any ideas of escape. The white-coated woman then walked up to the first of the four women and held up a tablet, scanning her. After a moment, the woman stepped back and lowered the tablet.

“Cow,” she said in a neutral tone.

“Huh?” the woman asked, but the latex soldier grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to an open pod.

The woman screamed and begged but it fell on deaf ears as she was placed into a pod and a membrane formed over her. It tinted as it filled up with liquid. The white-coated woman then moved to the next woman repeating the process. This time labelling the woman as a ‘pony’ and letting the warrior drag her off to another pod.

When the woman moved to the futa soldier, however, the dark-skinned woman pounced at the white-coated woman, only to be stopped in her tracks by the tentacle collar cutting off her oxygen. She collapsed to the floor choking while the white-coated woman scanned her as if nothing happened.

“Warrior,” she smiled. “Not surprising given that spirit,”

One of the latex warriors then grabbed the futa by the bicep and pulled her over to an open pod. She didn’t struggle and just let the warrior place her into the pod. Now it was Samus’ turn to get scanned, but to her surprise, the white-coated woman frowned as she looked at her tablet and tried again. After the third time, she looked up and smiled.

“Looks like you aren’t quite human,” she said as she turned. “Follow me,” she began to walk and Samus followed her with the warrior following behind.

The warrior walked close behind her, ensuring she didn’t try anything. But that didn’t stop the bounty hunter from trying to look for an escape. Even with the tentacle collar, her arms strapped behind her and her ankles locked in cuffs, her drive to fight hadn’t diminished. After a few moments they walked into an open chamber and what felt like all hope drained from her body. The room was large and divided up into seven different sections with a wall of transparent latex.

Inside the section were three or four pods she had never seen before. These ones were fully transparent with smaller pods inside which had what appeared to be an umbilical cord attached to the top of the pod. Were the embryos of some kind? Samus watched as a couple of latex-clad scientists move from terminal-to-terminal checking things out. Despite the transparent wall, Samus managed to get a look at the screen and saw a number of things about it.

Life sign monitors were easy to notice. But there were other things that she couldn’t quite make out or understand. Fluid levels, latexifacation progress and more. She wasn’t a scientist, but she did know enough to get by. But even then, what she saw, she didn’t like. She was so distracted by the readings that she nearly tipped on a set of latex-covered steps. Quickly reacting, she stepped onto one and followed the scientist up to a platform where a woman sat on a throne that looked like it was made out of latex-clad women.

This woman stood a good 8 feet tall with her entire body clearly being made out of black and purple latex. Parts of her like ‘sleeves’ were quite loose. This included an ankle-length skirt that flowed from her waist. Her breasts were bigger than a dd, but Samus couldn’t tell what size. A pair of purple tubes were attached to her nipples sucking something out of her. She had the same upside v like all the other drones and a hood covering her otherwise featureless head.

As Samus and the scientist approached, her purple lips pursed as she got a look at them. “Well, well, well whitecoat, who do we have here?” she asked, with her voice giving off a power and grace that the bounty hunter wasn’t expecting.

“Mistress,” the scientist bowed. “I have brought a subject for the royal jelly,”

Samus’s brow shot up. ‘Royal jelly?’ she wondered as the latex woman’s head turned to look at her.

“Ahhh Samus Aran, I’ve heard of you,” she said as a tentacle came down and wrapped around Samus’ waist.

“Hey wha…” she began as she was lifted and brought over to the latex queen.

“Yes, such a fine specimen,” she said as she reached with an elongated nail and tiled Samus’ head from side to side getting a look at her.

As she did so, a holo screen appeared next to the bounty hunter which the woman red slowly. “Ah Chozo and Metroid DNA?” she asked with a smile. “You are a fine subject,”

“Release me from these bindings and I’ll show you how fine I am,” she declared.

“Such fire,” the woman muttered as she leaned in. “You’ll make a fine queen for my host,”

Fangs extended from the top teeth and Samus tried to struggle in her bindings. But it did little as the woman slid her fangs into Samus’ neck like a vampire. The bounty hunter didn’t scream, nor did she yell out in pain. Instead, she felt something warm and pleasant enter her system. Her heart began to beat quickly before slowing down. she moaned as the woman withdrew and smiled at her.

“Don’t worry, you’ll feel better soon,” she said as something descended from the ceiling.

For some reason, Samus instinctively knew what it was. A cocoon. An open cocoon, for her.

“N… nooo….” She said as the woman guided the open pod to her.

Samus tried to struggle but tiredness flowed through her. Her eyelids felt heavy as the open pod came closer, closer. Her mind tried to force her to remain awake but the feeling of tiredness just never left.

“St…sto…” she tried to say but a tentacle with a triangular end silenced her as it attached to her mouth and jaw.

Once it was on it released a gas that filled her lungs and mind in a bliss-filled sleep as the cocoon closed around her, locking her inside it’s embrace. It shrank around her body leaving a vague outline of the occupant. With a careful movement, the woman held the cocoon and walked over to an open pod before placing the cocoon on it. It sank before the pod closed up.

“Soon my dear, you will be one of us,” she smiled. “More then one of us,”

Chapter 2: Update/ character requests

Hi guys, sorry for the lack of any new chpaters. I do plan to make more, but real life and other projects are my curret focus ATM. Plus my laptop is in the chop for a screen change. Other than that, becuse metroid doesn't have that may characters to play around with, I'm open to requests for characters for the story. I might not add all becuse too many is hard to follow but i will try to add them where i can.

So if you have an idea for a chacter who should be in, doesn't matter gender or fandom, please comment. Also let me know what kidn of latex creature that you want them to be and the colour of their latex (spoiler, the colour of the latex depends on which queen they serve. For exsample Samus is blue while the matriarch is purple).

Chapter 3

One of us.

Samus groaned as she woke. Once her mind returned to her, she stood and looked around, trying to get a feel for the place. But outside of what she stood on, blue latex floor, she couldn’t see anything. It was like she had been placed in a dark room. Now that she thought of it, that was exactly the case because she had been in a place like this before. She was in her own mind while the latex corrupted her. Something similar when her adoptive Chozo family modified her to fight back against the space pirates.

Back then it was a part of her subconscious trying to help her. But here? Here she didn’t know what to expect. Looking down she found herself devoid of clothing and an 8inch cock sitting between her legs. It seemed that the latex wanted her to be a futanari, for whatever reason. She paused and thought back. When the latex grabbed her, that one had a cock, as did several of the hosts. But not all. Maybe it was some kind of rank? Shaking her head, she reached down to touch it.

Her soft fingers moved up and down the flaccid shaft, which only lasted a moment as it began to grow and harden adding an extra two inches onto its full length. Her heart beat had quickened as it grew and she could feel the desire coming from it. Her hand moved to stroke it while her other cupped one of her breasts. A pleasured gasp came from her as she felt her hand caress her breast and stroke her cock, she felt something as she did so. The need for more and began to increase her stroking speed with her hand.

Give in to the pleasure.

Her moans got louder and louder as she felt the heat inside her build up and her pussy leak. A thought came to her and she reached down to slide a finger into her wet slide. The surge of electricity and pleasure shot though her but didn’t make her cum just yet. But now she felt the desire to. Her speed increase as she fingered herself and played with her new appendage. A heat began to grow in her loins and began to pulse and pulse. It shot though her body causing her to yell out and cum from both her cock and pussy. Falling to her knees she looked forward to see a lot of cum leaking from her cock.

It looked good, it looked delicious. Using two fingers she reached out and scouped up some of her cum. Lifting it, she looked at it as it slowly dripped from her fingers. Her mind screamed to eat it despite something else telling her not to. She tilted her head back and lowered the white substance into her mouth before closing and swallowing it. once it was in, she savoured the sweet sticky substance before letting it slide down her throat.

“Ahh that was good,” she muttered before looking at her hand.

Her mind shot out of her pleasure filled blissful revere as she registered what she saw. From the tips of her fingers to her knuckles had turned black. It wasn’t a dangerous black like hypothermia or frostbite, but it did have the shiny form of latex. It even felt like the rubbery substance. Looking down she saw that her other hand was completely covered. But what surprised her was that only her fingers were covered in blue latex while her hand was covered in black latex.

Feel the corruption.

Samus’ mind wondered to the other latex creatures she saw and remembered that while most of them where purple, they had different shades of purple while some were purple and black like her mistress, the Matriarch. She shook her head and looked closer at her hand then down to her crotch area. Her cock and hips had been encased in the blue and black latex. Did her cumming and cum cause this?

Looking to the mess she made, she reached over and placed her left hand, the one not fully covered in latex, into it before pulling it out. But outside of making her hand sticky, nothing happened. Leaning in, she licked the cum off her hand but even that did nothing. Frowning she stood and looked around, but there was still nothing. Her eyes then widened in realisation.

“It wasn’t just cum, it was the pleasure I felt,” she muttered.

“Well done, I knew you were smart,” a soft but authoritative voice said.

Samus turned to see the Matriarch of Latex siting on her throne. But this time, she didn’t have the 8 ft stature she did outside. She stood at the same hight as Samus, but the heels she had added a half inch to her hight. She also lacked the tubes attached to her nipples and had a large latex covered cock strutting outwards, hard and delicious.

“You!? What… the corruption,” Samus realised and the woman laughed.

“Indeed, I’m not really here,” she said as she stood. “I’m just a representation of the corruption taking over your body,” she raised her hand and Samus felt something.

She looked down to see the latex on her body had expanded. “No…” the bounty hunter gasped.

“Yes,” the Matriarch said as she lifted her hand.

Tentacles emerged from above and below the bounty hunter and grabbed onto Samus’ arms and legs pulling then outward so that she was eagle spread. She tired to pull on them but they held her tightly and she felt weak, too weak. Her mind was too focused on the pleasure she got from masturbating. It was like a lingering feeling, a need that she needed to do again and again. She wanted more pleasure… more pleasure. Her mind began to jumble as the matriarch walked closer.

Resistance is useless.

“Get me…” she began but found herself looking into the false eyes of the matriarch.

Those deep purple… her mind began fade as those purple orbs took over her mind. She tried to resist, but… but…

“Resistance is useless,” she said her mind failing her. “Corruption… I need to be corrupted,”

“Yes, you do,” the matriarch said as she stroked the side of Samus’ face. “And I can help with that. But both your mind and body need to be corrupted,” a tentacle with a white bulb on the end came down from somewhere and the matriarch held it in two of her fingers. “But only if you agree to be mine, forever…”

A part of Samus screamed at her to not do it, to not allow this creature to corrupt her. But that part of her mind was like a distant echo to the sounds and screams of pleasure. Her pleasure and the pleasure of all those corrupted. It was like a choir of pleasure in her mind taking over her every thought, her every desire. She didn’t want to leave, she wanted more.

“Y… yeash,” she said between breaths. “I…. I…cannot imagine being without this pleasure,”

The matriarch said nothing as she guided the bulb tentacle to Samus’ ear and let it slide into her.

“Say goodbye to your former self,” the matriarch said as the tentacle slid deeper and deeper into the former bounty hunter until it reached her brain.

It then split onto smaller tentacles which then began to brush along her brain. With each brush a latex membrane began to form around it causing her to scream in pleasure.

Give in.

No…. don’t.

Feel the corruption.

Don’t give in.

Resistance is useless.

You aren’t one of them.

You are a queen.

Bounty hunter.

Queen.

Warrior.

Queen.

Warrior.

“Queen…” Samus said slowly as she looked down to see two tentacles rise from the blue floor. “I am a Queen!”

The tentacles slid into her ass and pussy spreading her wide making her yell out in pleasure. “Ah yes ahhh,” she moaned as the two large tentacles moved inside her filling her womb and ass. “Ahhh fill me up ahhh,”

The matriarch smiled as she took hold of Samus’ chin and brought her in for a kiss. The yelling in her voice stopped and only her mind… her new mind remained. The matriarch pulled back and began to stroke Samus’ cock.

“Enjoying this?” she asked.

“Yes mistress,” Samus said as her back arched from her cumming.

Each time she came, the latex covered more and more of her body. The tentacles and matriarch didn’t let up until her entire body was covered in blue and black latex.

“Become one, become latex…..!” Both Samus and the hive mind said.

OOOOO Latex Throne room.

The matriarch smiled as she turned to look at the pod that held Samus in. “Ahh she’s ready,” she said as she stood and walked over to the edge. “3 months of gestation, let’s see what you have become,”

The tentacle that held the cocoon in place had become thick over the past three months until it was like a regular tentacle. As the matriarch reached the edge, the tentacle moved and pulled the cocoon out of the pod and to eye level with the matriarch. The latex creature smiled as she pierced the cocoon with an elongated nail and opened it. Liquid latex and slime poured out of the hardened sac and onto the floor as two more tentacles came down and pulled the now corrupted Samus out of the cocoon. They held her by the biceps, hanging before the matriarch.

The first thing that the matriarch noticed was the blue colouring of Samus latex. It was a light blue mixed with black in parts somewhat mimicking the bounty hunter’s zero suit. Her arms from shoulders to hands where black and the same black colouring also applies to her thighs. This made it look as if Samus was wearing a leotard and knee-high boots. Her toes were fully encased in latex making it look like she wore fancy heeled boots. Her nipples were also visible. But they were a darker blue when compared to the rest of her body.

Her breasts had also grown in size from D to E. So that was interesting. A cock hung between her legs. While it was flaccid at the moment, the matriarch could see that when hardened it would be a 12- or 15-inch monster cock. A dark blue band was wrapped around the base making look as if she had a cock ring. Her head was encased in a hood that kept her mouth exposed, but her eyes had a section that looked like a visor. It was a daker blue then than rest of her body, but it did give her a warrior look. That look was supported by her blonde pony tail which protruded from the back of the hood.

The six pack on her midriff also made her look like a force to be reckoned with.

“Beautiful,” the matriarch muttered as she cupped Samus’ chin and got a good look at her. “You really are a Queen,” she muttered as she stroked the former bounty hunter’s deep blue lips.

“Mistress,” a scientist called as she walked up. “We need to run our scans of the Queen,”

“Yes, we do,” the matriarch said as she took Samus and gently placed her on a trolly.

Once the bounty hunter was on, the pony then moved off followed by the scientist. The two left the throne room and into the corridor before moving into a white latex covered room. Once they arrived, the scientist that entered was joined by another. Between them they picked Samus’ up and placed her into one of the scanner tubes lined up against the wall.

The tube was part of the original design and use of the station, do they didn’t need to change or install it. Once Samus’ was placed in, the tube closed up and began to scan.

OOOOO A Day later.

Samus Aran the Bounty hunter…. no, Samus Aran the Queen of the blue host awoke on a bed of latex in a large chamber. She sighed as she stood and looked at herself with a smile. Her new from made her look beautiful. Her shiny new body. The transformation had done more than just cover her body in latex. It gave her a cock and large breasts that would make a model jealous. There was also a general feeling of tightness across her body.

She climbed off of the bed and stood. Given her feet were now high heels, she was expecting to have problems with balancing. But she didn’t as she walked it felt as natural as if she was walking normally. With each step she felt her ass and boobs jiggle. She stopped and looked to her arm where her blaster normally was. While both of her arms were the same, looking as if they were in blue fingerless gloves, there were markings on her arm. They were slightly darker than her main latex blue colour in the shape of large scales.

As she thought about the blaster, the scales then began to peel from their position and began to wrap around her arm forming the general shape of a blaster, but looking more organic. She smiled as she went through a couple of moves with it. Satisfied with it, she nodded before looking at her other arm. Much like how the blaster formed, the ‘scales’ peeled back and formed around her arm turning into tentacles.

While they did move, they weren’t mindless as she controlled them to move into the shape of a drill, then a sword and finally a large hand. This was interesting. She paused and closed her eyes feeling her new body and seeing what she could do. After few moments, she felt what her body could do. As she felt the new connections, she opened her eyes to see tentacles come out from her back before she commanded them to return.

Looking at her hands she then began to focus and commanded the latex to pull back, which it did. Within a matter of seconds her body returned to what it once to be. But it felt wrong, uneasy. She began to twitch as she let the latex cover her body once again with a satisfied sigh once it fully covered her. The door opened and a latex clad scientist walked in.

“Queen Samus, the Matriarch requests your presence,” she said before tuning and walking out the door.

Samus followed the scientist to a room where the matriarch stood. The former bounty hunter fell to her knees and bowed.

“Mistress,” she said in submission.

“Stand Samus,” she ordered and the new Queen did so. “This,” the matriarch indicated to the entrance before them. “Is a training yard that I had developed for my soldiers and elites. I’ve had this place modified for you so we can watch your abilities. You have no time limit and you can corrupt people while inside. In fact, I encourage it,” she smiled. “It would be good to see what your corruption powers can do,”

Samus nodded. “Of course, mistress,” she smiled. “I assume that any combat is done by mechanical drones?”

“Of course, we need people to breed,” the mistress smiled. “But a few have been placed inside the maze for you to breed with,”

“Thank you, mistress,” Samus said turning to the maze entrance.

With a deep breath she formed her arm into a blaster and moved in. The entrance sealed behind her, but it wasn’t a big deal since she could leave at any time. She moved further into the maze mapping it in her head. It seemed that the latex increased her mental faculties as well. It wasn’t if she didn’t have a good sense of direction, or high intelligence. But her time in the jelly seems to have done something to increase her mind somehow.

Putting it out of her mind, she focused on what was in front of her. Soon she entered a large chamber with two combat drones. They were the alliance standard Gladiator-45’s. Humanoid mechs that used similar firearms that the infantry used. As soon as they spotted Samus, they fired on her. With her superior speed, she moved out of the way before firing at the mechs. She felt the heat from her tentacles creating an electrical charge in the ‘chamber’ but it felt more like a tingle and signal that the weapon charged.

She then fired several blue energy balls at the machines destroying one of the arms of one and the head off the other. Smiling, she jumped higher than she normally could and fired more taking the mechs down. Landing with a graceful twist she smiled a she looked at her arm. It would seem that her body, combined with the latex, increased her bodies bio-electricity allowing her to form and fire energy balls. That made the corruption more than worth the changes.

The same also applied to her newfound strength and speed. The corruption gave her more than just eternal pleasure and a sense of duty. Smiling she moved though an opening to the left and ran though the purple latex corridors. After a few more turns she came across a human prisoner.

The woman was armed with an assault rifle but had little more than her prison jumpsuit on. As soon as the prisoner saw Samus she fired. The rounds hit the former bounty hunter but were deflected off of her latex carapace with little damage. The prisoner panicked as she emptied the magazine into Samus without drawing any blood from the former bounty hunter. Samus shrugged it off as she approached the prisoner a smile plastered on her face.

“So fierce, so feisty. You’ll make a good seedbed,” Samus smiled.

“What? Wait, no….” she begged as Samus raised her left arm and a tentacle shot at the prisoner like a snake.

It wrapped around her neck before grabbing her wrists and forcing them around her back. She fell to her knees allowing the tentacle to extend and plant itself on the floor forcing her up off her feet. It held her like a stand for clothing, but in this case, it was for people. Samus walked up to the struggling prisoner as she tried to kick out. But those soon stopped as Samus sent a mental command to the stand to grab a hold of the prisoner’s ankles and pulling them wide open.

“Let me go you bitch,” the prisoner yelled as she continued to struggle.

Standing in front of the prisoner, Samus grabbed the woman by the chin and turned her from side to side inspecting her before she ripped the unitard off. The woman mewed and moaned at her exposed body as Samus ran a finger down the well-muscled and tattooed skin. She nodded as she looked up at the former prisoner licking her lips.

“Yes, you’ll make a good breeder,” Samus said with a smile as the stand forced the prisoners’ arms and legs to her sides.

Once that was done the blur lates then covered her body, mummifying her. But that didn’t stop her struggling as Samus used her back tentacles as a chair to watch the process. She knew it was going to take a while. But a good Queen took the time to know how her powers, especially corruptive powers, worked. So, she watched as the stand grew into a tree like object with the woman’s cocoon turning into a large fruit like object as it began to change her.

After an hour the cocoon opened up and the woman, now covered in latex, fell out in a heap with a moan. The only parts of her that weren’t covered in light blue latex were her breasts, pussy and mouth. She mewed in pleasure as she struggled to stand. The stand behind her drops the empty cocoon as several dark blue orbs began to form on it. One of them fell off and bounced toward the woman who fell to her knees due to her wobbly legs. The orb then grew several sizes before reaching the woman and opening up.

Several smaller tentacles grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her into the orb, which she didn’t fight until she was knee deep in the floating creature. Once she was in, it then upright her and itself bringing her arms behind her and wrapping a tentacle around her neck. She gasped in pleasure as she felt a tentacle enter her pussy bulging her belly and womb.

“Soooo good,” she moaned before a tentacle fastened onto her mouth.

The sounds of latex and moans echoed from her as she bobbed up and down while the tentacles fucked her. Samus stood and walked over to the mobile seed bed. It was a creature like this that knocked her out and captured her. They were both a warrior and seedbed. Their purpose was to capture woman and bring them back or fuck them then bring them back. Whichever came first.

But primarily, they were seed beds. The woman inside the orb was the breeder, and she would produce other balls that would capture or encase other women to breed and corrupt. Samus cupped the woman’s chin and smiled.

“Like I said, a fine breeder,” she smiled.

Chapter 4

The Matriarch of Latex smiled as she watched Samus progress through the labyrinth. In the short time of two hours, she had taken out 12 robots and corrupted 20 women into her warriors and breeders. The warriors she had weren’t that different from her own. Other than the fact that Samus’s warriors emulated their queen with having an arm cannon, and not having their arms permanently locked behind their back, there was little difference between them. Other than the colour of their latex.

According to her scientists, the colour of the latex was something akin to an evolution or the formation of a new hive. When some animals leave their have, they create their own and become the queen of that hive. To represent this, they have a change in their carapace or skin colour and this was more or less the same. But there was a point to take note of.

Because the Matriarch fused with the original latex creature, she was effectively the Empress of any latex creature while creatures like Samus, who had both a strong will and body, would become her Queens. She knew this was a possibility when she was excreting latex jelly, but wasn’t sure until now. Samus was evidence for what her scientists were saying about the biology of the corruption.

It made sense in a way. In many factions’ direct control over planets was practically impossible. So splitting areas into sectors and single systems was the most practical. But it also meant that she needed to pick her Queens carefully. Samus was an experiment that panned out, but the data showed that she couldn’t do that in the future. DNA, personality and strength needed to be assessed before she could put them in the jelly. But one thing was for certain, she needed Queens to expand her latex empire.

That leads to another question, what to do with Samus? If she kept the Queen here, then there would be competition for space, resources and hosts. Even if she was the Empress and all of her subjects would be unquestioningly loyal, that could change if they were forced to fight. She moved to a section of her tablet that showed the immediate sector. That was about 100 inhabited systems in the area that they could take.

But they needed to start slow. They couldn’t go in quickly and fast, otherwise, the Federation and other stellar nations would take action. So, they need to be like a scalpel rather than a hammer. As she looked something else caught her eye. A ship, close to the border of a nearby star system but far away for them not to notice the station. It had no registration, but the iconography on it indicated that the ship wasn’t legal.

A smile crawled across her face as an idea came to mind.

OOOOO

Makima Akuma slammed her boot against the bars of her cell with more than a little anger. This wasn’t the first time she had been captured, but this was the first time she was scared for her life, even if she didn’t show it. Her mission was simple. Infiltrate the Hancock crime clan, disrupt their operations and bring them down. Someone, she didn’t know who had leaked where her true loyalties lay. That prevented her from doing much damage, but it all fell apart a couple of days ago when the ship departed and she was thrown into a cell.

Her fear was due to what the clan would do to her. While the Hancock clan was known for things like illegal weapons, drugs and material, they were also known for selling slaves. The way they did that was simple and horrifying. They effectively wiped a subject’s brain of their memories before implanting those of a slave, modified for the subject’s personality, name, age and what the client wanted.

Once that was done, there was no reversing the process. That slave was whatever the client wanted without even knowing about their past, forever. She had seen the process herself. A young woman, a runaway daughter of a CEO, was captured, mind-wiped and turned into little more than a loyal trophy wife bimbo slave. The whole process took less than an hour, but the effects, both physical and mental, were shocking.

While she didn’t care about what happened to the prisoners, she needed to get out if she wanted to keep herself herself. Even if it meant sacrificing the prisoners, she would take that to survive. As she kicked the bars again, they electrified and she was shot back in a heap. She groaned as she stood and looked around in annoyance. She knew the bitch was watching, but the message was clear, there was no escape.

But all that meant was that she needed to plan for a way out.

OOOOO

Boa Hancock laughed out loud as she watched the agent slump against a wall in defeat. The Pirate empress had always loved tormenting Federation agents like this until she grew tired and sold them off. This was always something she had done, even when she was a kid. Law and order were just a farse, a way to cover up the baser nature of species. Greed, violence, sex and more. She was just a trader in those things and made a tidy profit of it. 

She wondered what to make the poor bitch into. The spy was well known in crime circles as ruthless, both to her targets and any prisoners on the way. If she had to, she would kill any and all hostages to get her mark. In one incident, a city had a virus and she ordered it firebombed to ensure no one got away. It should have gotten her friend, but it didn’t for two main reasons.

The first was that none of the virus survived so it worked. The second was that she was one of the better agents. They couldn’t get rid of her despite her actions. But her actions were never widespread due to the Federation covering it up. After all, they needed a group of people who didn’t have a stable set of morals to do their job. Nasty, sure, but that was the reality here.

It didn’t bother Boa. After all, there were people in her line of work who could, would and will do similar or worse. The Space Pirates are one of them. Sighing, she turned the screen off as she stood and cracked her limbs. She needed to bathe. Letting her qipao drop to the floor she walked over to the bathroom and turned the raps on before climbing in. A part of her always felt dirty when she was doing criminal things. Not sure why, but she liked having baths anyway, so it wasn’t much of a problem.

She moaned as the hot water soaked her skin with ease. Using her foot, she turned the tap off and began to relax in the full tub. Her mind moved to an empire of her own. She sat on a chair of women, enemies for the most part, lashed together to form a throne while femboys served her every whim. Licking her lips, one of her hands moved to her pussy while the other moved to her breast and began. Her fingers slid into her with ease. Two fingers explored her lower holes while her other pinched moved and played with her nipple.

Pulses of pleasure flowed through her like electricity. Each time her fingers move, another pulse. Each time she played with her nipple, another pulse. Her body responded, heart pumping, her limit reaching.

“Excuse me, captain,” a voice said taking her out of her reverie.

Boa’s face flushed both in anger and embarrassment. Taking a deep breath, control her anger she turned to the man before her.

“What?” she asked in annoyance, hiding her anger.

“We have detected a ship, we think you might like it,” the image of the man shank to a small box in the corner of the screen.

What was on screen Boa’s breath caught in her throat. “That’s Samus Aran’s ship,” she said with a mix of fear and hope. Could she be this lucky?

“Yes, we are sending cutters to retrieve the ship. It’s badly damaged and there is only one life sign,” he smiled.

“I’ll be in the hangar,” Boa said as she closed the screen and climbed out of the tub.

Of all of the prizes in the universe, Samus Aran, the famous bounty hunter was one of the finest prizes she could ask for. She had been a thorn in the side of the criminal element for years. To have her as her slave, the prestige she would gain… she would become more powerful than she could imagine. That made her smile even more.

OOOOO

After the ship was brought in, a team of assault troops went in and brought Samus out. She was wearing her tight-fitting zero-suit. Something hard to ignore as Boa spotted several of her men gawking at the bounty hunter. Not that she could blame them, she felt the same.

“Take her to my personal cells,” she ordered.

Her men nodded as they locked cuffs around the bounty hunter’s wrists and ankles before taking her out. Once they did, Hancock turned to the leader of the team.

“Did you find her like that?” she asked and the man nodded.

“I’m not a medical expert, but it seems that some kind of mechanical fault in the ship caused her life support to be so low that it could only keep her unconscious,” he said and Boa nodded at that.

Ship problems weren’t new. Even civilian models had problems with them. But that was mass production for you. Quantity over quality. Sometimes you get the best product in the world. Others you got a piece of shit that was buggier than a hive full of bugs. Still, it was a nice gunship, maybe she would keep it for herself.

“Check it over, make sure there are no surprises,” she said before leaving without another word.

OOOOO

Samus groaned as she awoke. Air on her skin felt nice and wrong. She didn’t like the idea of not being in her latex form. The lack of general tightness, connection to her true form and being closed off never felt right with her. But then again, since she was corrupted, she assumed she wasn’t meant to. But the feeling of metal cuffs was welcome. Moaning in fake pain she opened her eyes and looked up to see a sight she didn’t expect to see.

The woman before her was dressed in a white cropped qipao with a flower pattern stood before her. Her flowing black hair hung behind her. Samus’ mind immediately connected who it was from a few bounties, Boa Handcock, the ‘Pirate Empress’. She had made it onto the ship, and that was all she needed.

“Good morning Samus,” she said as she walked up to the eagle spread bounty hunter. “And welcome to my ship,”

Samus let out a breath of satisfaction as she pulled against the cuffs snapping them and pulling herself off of the wall. Boa fell back in shock as the bounty hunter’s skin changed from her white tone to the light blue and black of her latex form.

“I have to thank you for falling into my trap,” she said as she stepped up to Boa using her tentacles to pick her up.

“What the fuck?” the pirate asked. “Wha… wh…” she tired but Samus smiled.

“I am Samus Aran, Queen of the Blue Host,” she smiled. “And you look… promising,”

Using her tentacles, she turned the struggling Boa Handcock around looking at each and every part of the Pirate’s body.

“Very promising,” she said as she licked her lips.

“Promising for what?” the pirate asked as a tentacle moved in front of her face.

Samus said nothing as a gas was released into the pirate’s face while Boa tried to hold her breath, it didn’t work as she took a good gulp of the gas knocking her out. With that done, Samus stripped down the pirate to her birthday suit before placing a latex orb between her breasts. It expanded outward enveloping her in a tight latex cocoon. Her arms locked above her head making it look like she was in a chrysalis.

Once the orb did its work, several tentacles shot from it and latched to the roof allowing Samus to let go of the now-former pirate. With that done she walked out of the room she was in and into the captain’s cabin. She sighed as she looked around. The place was filled with stolen priceless artefacts, furniture and more. This place was trying to be the best of luxury but just came off as gaudy. Thankfully, the latex could crush objects and melt metal.

It was how the matriarch was making weapons for her soldiers. While the latex could make weapons, they were mostly blades. Which weren’t always useful in long-range engagements. As for weapons like Samus’ blaster, that only applied to her latex breed. Apparently, it has something to do with muscle memory and skills being transferred to her minions. But the jury was still out.

Turning to the side rooms she opened them to find much of the same thing until she found the harem. She smiled as she counted at least 10 men and women in the large room, chains around their necks, wrists and ankles. As soon as she stepped in all of the faces turned to her. All of them had hopeful expressions on their faces. But that quickly dropped as Samus extended her tentacles out grabbing onto the wrist cuffs of the slaves before her. They screamed and cried in surprise and fear as they were lifted off of the ground.

The room they were in wasn’t like an old-style Arabian harem with silk cushions, fine beds and mats. It was more of an empty dungeon with chains along the walls and cages hanging from the ceiling. She needed to deal with them before she could proceed. Using her tentacles, she connected them to the celling holding the slaves in place while she removed the chains and cages. The slaves became a little more hopeful, but that didn’t last long. As Samus ripped the last chain and placed it in a bag for later, she then reached out and touched the wall.

Blue latex began to form on the wall and quickly spread across the room. Once it was finished, Samus looked around with a smile. The first creation of her hive was a breeding chamber. The floors and ceiling were blue while the floor was a nice shiny black. With that done, she gave a command to the tentacles to lower the slaves. She could see the fear in their eyes as she pulled off tentacles and placed them on the slaves.

 The tentacles moved to the slaves’ spines, positioning themselves along the spinal cord before sliding in the microneedles, connecting them to the brainstem. A chorus of screams sounded for a moment before it stopped. All the slaves hung their heads as the tentacles on their backs expanded and cocooned them in blue latex sacs. But to Samus’ surprise, two of the sacs turned black. She wasn’t sure why, but figured that in an hour she would see why.

Until then she had some redecorating to do.

OOOOO

While the pirates searched through the gunship, there was one piece that they dismissed as clothing. A latex bodysuit sat in an open closet waiting to be claimed. But this wasn’t a latex bodysuit, it was a latex ball disguised as a suit. With no one looking the latex creature returned to its ball form and fell onto the floor. It landed with a splat but reformed quickly and moved off the gunship and into the hangar. The area was largely empty allowing it to move over to the hanger controls.

This latex ball wasn’t like the others. It was a gift from the matriarch’s scientists made for one purpose in particular. It moved up the wall to the hanger’s command and control centre sliding in through one of the gaps and into the circuitry. Once inside it spread outwards and began to lock down the hanger and escape pods without anyone being aware. With that done, it began to expand into other systems like life support, engines, thrusters, hydroponics and more.

It would take some time until it was in full control of the ship. But for now, it was in control of the major escape routes. No one would escape the corruption.

OOOOO

The gunfire, screams and general sounds of panic met Makima’s ears as she stood and walked over to the bards of her cell. While she couldn’t see what was happening, she could tell from the gunfire and screams that something was going on. But what she wasn’t sure. Looking around, she could see that several captives were doing the same. Confusion, worry and hope on their faces told all Makima needed to know.

But something told her that this wasn’t the Federation or someone else coming to help. The sounds of gunfire and fighting moved and died. A pregnant silence filled the cells for a few moments before the click-clack of high heels met the ears of the captives. Looking at each other in confusion, they wondered who was coming to see them. It didn’t take long but Makima blinked at seeing the who and what walked down the cells.

At first, she thought it was a drone but the mouth and hair put an end to that idea. The thing in front of her had the look of a large-breasted woman dressed in blue and black latex with an arm cannon. Parts of her seemed to be ripped, but Makima wasn’t sure if that was armour or something else. Other than the mouth, the face was blank. Covered with the same blue latex as the rest of her body.

The woman stopped and looked towards the redhead turning her head to the side. Almost as if she was looking at Makima as a piece of meat or treasure. The look was off-putting even to hear. She had stared down generals, politicians, psychopaths, terrorists, mad people and more. But all of those people had a face, she could tell what they were going to do, what they were thinking. The blank faceless expression prevented her from reading what the creature in front of her was thinking.

After a couple of moments, the woman turned away and walked off. Whispered echoed across the cells about the newcomer but Makima was silent, something felt off about the woman. Something, unnerving. Soon more latex-clad women with arm cannons arrived and opened up the cells. At first, the prisoners were jumping with joy until they were stripped down and had tentacles locked around their necks, ankles and wrists before being led out.

But Makima wasn’t a part of that group which confused her. She just watched as the captives walked out in a line with the latex-clad women escorting them out of the cells. Once the last prisoner was escorted out, the first latex-clad woman walked up to her cell and opened it. Seeing her chance, Makima pushed herself off of the back wall and at the woman. It didn’t end well as the woman moved out of the way and placed a tentacle around her neck and ankles.

The agent stood only to find herself restrained. She grunted in annoyance as she looked at the woman who then proceeded to rip her clothing off. Seeing no other option, Makima just let it happen. Once she was naked, the woman then took hold of her arm and escorted her out of the cells. While fear did run through her, she looked at the prisoners and pirates that the latex-clad women had captured. But to her surprise, from what she had seen, not one prisoner or pirate was killed. All were captured. Her mind buzzed with questions about what was going on.

The answer wasn’t going to come as she was escorted away from the prisoners and up into the captain’s cabin. She gulped as she saw the blue and black latex covering the walls ceiling and floor. Something in the back of her mind told her that this was bad. They walked into the blue and black latex corridors. The blankness of them prevented the agent from mapping out the area.

After a while, they reached the cabin and entered. Makima just stared at the scene before her. The bounty hunter Samus Aran sat on a throne that looked like it was made out of latex-clad woman and tentacles while a flat-chested woman bounced on her cock. The woman moaned as she slid up and down the bounty hunter's cock mouth open and tongue out.

“Ahhh yes, mistresss yess…..” the woman called out.

Samus then moved up and licked the woman’s neck before sliding her tongue into the woman’s mouth feeding her something. As the bounty hunter came away, she came into the woman’s pussy as parts of her skin began to change. First, her breasts began to expand turning into doubles dd’s while parts of her skin turned shiny and blue before extending out. Within moments the woman’s skin had turned from a light tan to the blue and black latex of the others. Only her mouth was open.

Once she was covered a pair of tentacles pulled her off Samus and moved her to a wall where it opened up. Smaller wriggling tentacle buds shivered as four tenacles reached out to grab the woman by the arms and legs. The pair of tentacles that held her let go as the other four pulled her into the wall. After her limbs were in a good amount, the wall closed up and five more tentacles exited. Two of them attached to her limbs, two more slid into her pussy and ass while the final one, with a triangular end, attached to her mouth.

The woman squirmed as she was fucked by the tentacles. That’s when Makima noticed the other women in a similar position. Eyes wide at the sights she was seeing. How could the bounty hunter fall so far?

“Ahhh Makima,” Samus smiled as she stood and walked over to the agent. “I have heard about you, and wondered when I needed to clean up one of your messes,”

That angered the agent, but she didn’t show it as she stood straighter. “Samus Aran, by order of the Federation, you will release me now,”

Samus laughed and shook her head. “Outside of losing contracts, I don’t work for the Federation. I only cleaned up their mess. I serve a new mistress now, one who you’ll serve soon,”

“I will not serve anyone but the Federation,” Makima said defiantly only making Samus smile.

“I didn’t say you had a choice,” the bounty hunter menacingly. “Throw her in one of the holding pods,”

The latex woman said nothing as she pulled Makima out who began to plan a way out.

Chapter 5

Overlooking the Matriarch’s main corruption chambers at a semi-translucent box where a prize sat. This prize wasn’t worth anything to anyone other than the Matriarch herself. Dr Raven Sakura stood looking over the chamber that she indirectly created. After Samus didn’t come back to the gunship, Raven tried to use the ship but failed due to a hard-coded gene lock. So, she left the gunship, running for a week before the latex monsters captured her.

Since then, she was secured in this box, this prison overlooking what she had made. It wasn’t a surprise. She knew that the Matriarch did this as a form of punishment and reward. A punishment for what she tried to do and a reward for giving her Samus, the new Queen of latex. Raven had hoped that the Matriarch had lied, but it was hard to ignore the evidence presented. Now she was here, converted into a Futanari in milked every now and gain.

There was no escape, not anymore. She couldn’t even kill herself to escape this latex prison she had made for herself. All she could do now is watch as people got corrupted and be milked for her seed. She could only guess at why. Maybe it was her mind that they wanted to copy it, maybe they needed more genetic material to keep their line diverse. She wasn’t sure as she wasn’t privy to that kind of information.

As she watched another woman get pulled into one of the corruption pods, the door opened and a scientist walked though. While the corruption corrupted both body and mind, the scientists only had their bodies and part of their mind corrupted. The latter to ensure loyalty and their minds were intact. But the woman who walked in was one of those who give herself willingly to the Matriarch.

Rebecca Maven was always the strange one of the research team. Smart and intelligent, but more than a little weird. There wasn’t a time when she came into the lab without a vibrator in her pussy. She was also very much into the BDSM scene, but couldn’t do much as she had a latex allergy. Somehow being corrupted removed that allergy and she had nothing to worry about.

Like the rest of the latex science team, her body, other than her mouth, was completely covered in latex. Also like the rest of the team, she wore a white lab coat as a form of identification. Other than that, her legs were encased in heel less high heeled boot and wrapped around her hips was a hardened tentacle that constantly stimulated her. She smiled as she walked in looking at Raven with a hungry look.

“Hello,” she said in a calm but lust filled tone.

“Rebecca,” Raven replied with disinterest. “What do you want?”

“Me and the others have come up with something that maybe of interest to you,” she said licking her lips.

Raven sighed and turned around. This wasn’t new. As the creator of the corruption, the Matriarch wanted to show what Raven managed to create. She didn’t like it, but it kept her on the good side of the scientists and Matriarchs. If they wanted to show off a new creation, it would be best to see it. Rebecca walked up and placed a latex tentacle on Raven’s wrists. It wrapped around her wrists before moving up and around her neck. It didn’t choke her, it just sat snugly around her neck ready to cut her oxygen off if she tried to run.

With it on, Rebecca walked out with Raven following close behind. The hive that the Matriarch created was split into sections. Her chambers in the middle while surrounding her were the corruption chambers and the outer being the breeding, milking, manufacture and capture chambers. The only ones that were between the main chamber and the others, were the development chambers were the scientists used the Latex DNA to modify people and then show the Matriarch how it was done.

It was odd. The Matriarch could make basic forms like soldiers and workers. But things like the cows and ponies were creations of the Scientists. Maybe it was the fact that they were artificial and not natural? Maybe there was something else at play? She didn’t know but put it to the side as the two of them walked into an observation room. Behind the transparent latex was the demonstration room. Inside was a large pink purple egg with a flat-chested bald tattooed woman on the other side.

She was held tightly in a T pose over the egg and struggled. Raven looked to the terminals in front of her seeing all of the biological info, brain scans and vitals of the prisoner. After all, if the experiment was a failure, they needed to understand why and counter it for next time.

“Begin,” Rebecca said.

Talia struggled against the tentacle bindings. She wanted to escape, had to escape. There were people she needed to kill, people she needed to rip apart for betraying her. She needed to get out now, but the tentacles held her too tightly, preventing her from escaping. Biting, pulling and flexing didn’t work. Even screaming didn’t work, which occasionally did work with some things. A squelching nose then began to sound across the room.

Looking down, she spotted the egg under her open up. Inside was a shimmering purple liquid that looked like some form of kids’ juice. She began to struggle even more, not noticing a tentacle with white bud at the end. It moved to level with her ear waiting for a chance to move. When she stopped the bud went deep into her ear and into her brain. At first, she felt pain but when it touched her brain, she felt nothing but a euphoria.

Her body pulsed with pleasure with sparks tingling her skin. She moaned and withed in the pleasant feeling as a web of latex wrapped around her brain.

“Oh, ooooo, tha…that feels good,” she moaned as the latex began to melt into her brain.

The tentacle exited her brain as the tentacles lowered her into the egg below. She moaned even louder as the cold wet latex covered her body, changing her from the inside. The tentacles stopped lowering her in once the liquid reached her neck before pulling her out. Her body dripping with the liquid latex. After a moment, the latex then sank into her skin making her moan even louder.

Soon it looked like she was never dipped into the liquid latex, but that’s when her breasts, ass and thighs began to grow. Her rear filled out nice and round while her previous non-existent breasts turned into DD’s. The tattoos she had begun to melt and vanish leaving her skin smooth and blemish-free, almost like a model. Her moaning didn’t stop as her lips began to grow to blowjob lips.

Raven watched the transformation with worry and fascination. Her eyes never left the monitors watching the vitality of the woman change. Before the tentacle entered the woman’s ear, she had an IQ of around 105. After the tentacle entered, that number dropped to 30. Not braindead, but bimbo dumb. Not only that, but her entire body had become an erogenous zone. She understood what was happening, not that she liked it.

The tentacles moved to her wrists and held her by them as two large tentacles descended. A sac just before the tip filled up with a brown coloured gas. It expanded to the size of melon before spraying the gas at the woman. The gas washed over her but stuck to her skin as soon as it made contact. The woman skin was a pale white due to living in the underground of an arcology for years. A lack of sunlight caused her paleness, which made it more surprising when the pigmentation of her sin began to change.

Permanent skin dye, wasn’t unheard of, but it was used for things like giving people a permanent tan. Just like the woman was getting now. Her skin changed from the pale white to nice even dark tan that shined in the light. Once she was completely covered, the tentacles move back upwards. This time another tentacle came down. Unlike the others this had a sharp needle point on the end. This tentacle moved to make a tattoo on her crotch while another tentacle descended.

This one moved to one of her nipples covering it. She yelped as it did something before coming off leaving a silver in her nipple. The tentacle repeated the same thing to her other nipple, navel and clit with her gasping in pain each time. By the time the clit piercing was done, the tattoo was complete. It was a whinged crest made up of chains with a heart in the middle with what appeared to be a keyhole in the middle.

Raven looked on in horror as the transformation and corruption was complete. She wished she could contact someone to alert them about this, but there was no way. The woman before her wasn’t just any corrupted human, she was an infiltrator. A creature meant to spread the corruption without people even knowing about it by using their most base desires. Not for the first time, she wished she was dead.

OOOOO

Boa Hancock moaned as she awoke to find herself in some kind of latex pod. “What the fuck?” she muttered as she stood and looked around.

She tired to pull her arms forward but found her arms locked behind her in an armbinder which itself wrapped around her neck. With a grunt, she tried to pull her arms out but failed as she looked around before her eyes rested on the woman she didn’t expect to see. Makima sat cross legged resting against the wall of the pod looking at her.

“I guess you must be important too,” the agent muttered.

“Well of course I am, I’m the Pirate empress,” Boa declared. “I’m worth over a billion credits,” she smiled.

“Not what I meant,” Makima said as she stood and looked outside. “Have a look,”

Blinking, Boa walked over and looked. She saw other pods filled with both of the members of her crew and prisoners who she was going to sell off. Some of the latter were more highly prised than she was due to their connections, yet they didn’t share the same pod. That’s when she looked to Makima and frowned. While the agent was valuable, she was the type of agent who would have been disavowed if caught. That meant she wouldn’t be rescued even if she was shot into a black hole.

This felt wrong and weird. Granted, Makima was impressive, but that wasn’t enough for the two of them to share a pod like this. Something was going on and she wasn’t sure what. A squelching sound then echoed in the pod as the top opened up and a tentacle descended and hovered for one second before shooting out towards Handcock and grabbing her around the waist and pulled her up. She tried to struggle bit it did little as another tentacle with a needle point descended and slid its tip into her crotch area.

She screamed as a hot liquid was injected into her before she was dropped. Boa withed on the floor as the tentacle shot out to grab Makima, who didn’t resist, and did the same. Unlike Boa who screamed, the former agent just gasped in what seemed to be a mix of pleasure and pain. She was dropped as well and the two began to withe on the floor as the pod closed. Soon pain turned to pleasure as the lower parts of their crotches began to reform. They watched as their bodies changed from being fully female to futanari.

When the pain and pleasure died down, the two supported 7-inch cocks. This time both looked at each other with concern and wonder what was going to happen to them.

Chapter 6

A blue tentacle moved up to Samus as she stood in one of her breeding chambers. Several women and futanari were attached to the walls, being fucked and milked like the breeding sluts they were. But Samus had come here for a different reason. She had moved to the far end of the breeding chamber, which was a large ball like room where the main tentacle mass was. She was also not in her fully corrupted state. Instead, she had her form change so that her legs were and arms were still encased, but the rest of her body bare. All this was for a reason that she was waiting for.

With a smile, she brought her hands above her head and crossed them at the wrists. The tentacle that moved in front of her moved up to her hands and wrapped around them while two more tentacles wrapped around her ankles. It then pulled her up and brought her into the room and over the main tentacle pod. More tentacles came up to wrap themselves around her thighs and biceps. They then pulled her legs more expose her pussy and hardened cock. Samus didn’t resist as they did this. In fact, she wanted this.

A tentacle moved up in front of her and move forward to her pussy and began to stroke her lips. As this happened her cock began to harden while a thin tentacle descended to her cock. A soft moan escaped her lips as it slid over her cock. The soft, sticky and warm feeling of the tentacle felt good around her cock. Samus licked her lips as she felt the tentacles spark the pleasure inside of her. The pleasure she was made for feeling and giving. A tentacle then moved to wrap around her neck before hovering in front of her lips.

She kissed it with her dark blue lips before letting it into her mouth and deep into her throat. Moans couldn’t escape her lips as it expanded in her throat moving up and down, stimulating her like the fuck toy she pretended to be. Two more tentacles then rose and wrapped themselves around her nipples and began to lightly pull on them. Moans escaped her full mouth as she could feel the ravaging of her body beginning.

Another tentacle then pressed itself against her ass causing her to relax her anal muscles. Doing so let both tentacles inside her. She cried out in a moan as both filled her insides. The tentacle in her womb curled as it reached her insides while the tentacle in her moved though her with ease. This is what she wanted, restrained and fucked by tentacles desperate to breed her like the fuck toy she was. The tentacles moved inside her, pulled her and pleasured her as it saw her for only one thing, breeding.

Her body pulsed and sparked with pleasure as the tenacles used it. Samus didn’t know the last time she felt pleasure like this, but feeling it now just felt good. Just to feel like a woman instead of a bounty hunter for a change. She came and her sperm was extracted by the tentacle. Her back arched as she came, but the tentacles were relentless as they fucked her deep and hard.

They didn’t stop as they explored her body, treating her like another breeder. Weather she could breed or not was still up for debate, but she would love to see if she could. That would provide answers for the future of the latex species. The tentacles picked up speed in her ass throat and pussy making moan louder, despite the tentacle in her mouth. She came again, again and again without the tentacles stopping. Her eyes began to roll to the back of her on the 12^th orgasm.

That’s when the tentacles filled her with it’s cum making her three more times and coating her in it’s white seed batter. The tentacles then pulled out of her allowing her to breath and recover. It let her hands go letting her scoup up some cum and eating it.

“Mmmm delicious,” she moaned as the tentacles cum slid down her throat

OOOOO

Boa Handcock and Makima followed Samus in a chain gang with several other women. Both of them took glances at each tother wondering what was going on. But neither of them could guess. Earlier in the day, they were placed into a cage with three times as more people before each of them being picked out for something until there were ten of them left. Now they followed the former bounty hunter for something. As they did so, the pair of them looked out for any means of escape, but found little.

Even if they could, their collars would choke them. But they did discover one thing, that the creatures didn’t want to kill the people they captured. One brave, or crazy, former marine tried to slam his body against the walls of his pod multiple times only to be stopped but several tentacles on the fourth attempt. The collar was removed, but he was taken away for whatever they had planned for him. But while it showed that they could take on the lack of breathing, it didn’t mean that they could escape.

The latex collar was just a deterrent for escape or resistance, but if you wanted to escape you had zero chance. Boa didn’t like that, neither did Makima, but there was little that they could do.

Soon the group of ten entered a large domed round room with pods set behind transparent latex walls. Again, they looked to each other as they were brought up to the centre platform were an 8ft latex clad woman sat on a chair. The group froze as they looked at the woman as she leaned forward with a smile.

“You bring me some interesting subjects Samus,” she said.

“Yes Matriarch, these are the women who I think are suitable for becoming queens,” Samus said as she turned to look at the gang.

“Well then let’s see,” she said as tentacles descended from the celling picking up the first woman and brought her over to the Matriarch.

Despite the dark-skinned woman’s flaying, the Matriarch turned her slowly inspecting her and glancing to a screen next to her. After a few moments she shook her head. The tentacles set the woman down only for her to be taken away by a couple of her Praetorian guard. Samus wasn’t disappointed or upset. She knew that picking out a new queen was not only tough but next to rare. Samus had a unique set of factors involved with her that allowed her to become a queen. Her DNA factor being one, but not everyone had that so she needed to be aware of the other factors to make her decision.

Makima was next. She was picked up by the tentacles and was brought to the Matriarch. She didn’t resist as she was turned and inspected like a piece of meat. But when she saw the smile on the Matriarch the red-head frowned. What she said made her terrified.

“Looks like we have a prime candidate,” she said as she stood and removed the collar from the woman.

“What ar…” Makima began only to be silenced as the Matriarch sank her fangs into her neck releasing something into her. “Oooooo….ahhh….” she moaned as a cocoon descended from the ceiling.

Makima felt her mind drift as she watched the cocoon open for her. She wanted to resist, but something inside her, something primal stopped her. It was too good, her body felt like nothing she had before. A tentacle with a triangular end extended from the cocoon to fasten onto her mouth and jaw. As it released a gas, she took in a deep breath and let sleep take over her while her body was encased in a warm cocoon.

Boa Handcock watched with equal measure of horror and fascination as Makima was placed into the cocoon and it being placed into a pod. Her mind buzzed with activity wondering what the hell was going on. Almost immediately it hit her as she looked to Samus. The creatures she sat had a similar colour to the Matriarch while the ones that were on her ship were blue, like Samus. Somehow, the Matriarch had gotten a hold of Samus and turned her into a Queen of some kind.

That meant she was more powerful than the minions and could corrupt whoever they close. That appealed to her, power. Sure, she would be subservient to the Matriarch, but she could deal with that. The fact that she could have her own empire of loyal slaves to serve her. She drooled at the thought as more women were rejected. Once she got out of her fantasies, she pushed past the woman in front of her and stood before the Matriarch.

“Please scan me!” she said. “I was known as the pirate empress; I built a Pirate Empire of my own on my own. Make me a queen and I expand your influence to the underworld,”

“Ahhh Boa Handcock,” the Matriarch smiled as a tentacle descend to pick the former pirate up. “I remember stories of your tales, from my pervious life,” she said as she did scan the woman. “Such an ego, such a fiery spirit. Are you sure you want to be mine?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” the former Pirate declared.

The Matriarch stood as before pulling Boa to her and sank her fangs into her neck. “Then become one of my servants forever,” she said as a cocoon lowered.

As Boa felt the fangs enter her neck, she moaned out loud. Whatever the Matriarch injected her with made her body heat up and plus with pleasure. She felt herself swimming as the cocoon descended. The tentacle then locked itself to her mouth making fall asleep before the cocoon closed and was placed into one of the jelly pods.  

Samus watched with interest as it happened unsure what to make of a woman throwing herself at the Matriarch’s feet to be corrupted. But Boa must have past the test since the Matriarch lowered her into the jelly. That placed a thought and question ingo her mind, but she didn’t want to bring it up just yet. She waited the other women were scanned, and rejected. Then Samus walked up to her mistress looking at her as she sat in her chair with a sigh.

“Matriarch, what happens if someone, for lack of a better word, unworthy, is put into the Royal Jelly?” she asked.

“Well, I was asking myself the same thing when you left for your mission so we tried it with a few available women,” she said. “We placed one into the jelly directly and she dissolved into the jelly. It didn’t affect the jelly but we decided not to use that pod for now. The same happened to one of the men. We then went thought the same procedure as for creating a proper queen, but they came back as shrivelled husks. Both men and women,” she clarified. “We still aren’t sure if men can become ‘Kings’ but I don’t think we have found a suitable candidate yet,”

Samus nodded. “I understand,” she said thinking about a scanning procedure to filter out people she would capture and see who would be a good candidate.

The ones she had selected were guesses at best. But now she had a ship and a place to store her captures. That meant she can develop a system quickly and use that to see the best candidates for Queen corruption.

“What will my next task be?” she asked.

The Matriarch thought as her throne locked her to it while tentacles decided from the ceiling to mink her and two from the throne to fuck her. “Wait here for now,” she moaned. “Pick out targets of interest and send them to me with a plan on how to corrupt them. I want you to see the birth of your Sister-Queens as well,”

Samus smiled at that. “I guess you would like me to take them on my next mission?”

“Yes,” was all the Matriarch said.

OOOOO

Makima moaned as she felt the spongy soft fellow under her as she woke. Moans filled her ears as her eyes opened and she looked around. She found herself on a latex bed in a darkened room with a light coming from somewhere shining down on her. As she fully stood and looked around lights began to turn on showing women in positions of bondage along the walls. They began to moan as tentacles filled them, letting them get pleasured.

“You have denied yourself,” a voice said in her mind.

“An agent cannot let pleasures of the flesh distract her from her mission,” she said automatically.

“And how is that going for you?” the voice asked as a tentacle hovered in front of her. “Pleasures of the flesh provide more than just pleasure,”

Makima scoffed. “Such as?”

“Bliss, fulfilment, belonging,” the voice said as the tentacle pulled back and another light turned on.

This time the woman in front of her was a mirror image of Makima but held tightly by tentacles. Her face wore a smile, but not the sadistic smile she was known for. This smile was on of joy, happiness, love and fulfilment. All the things she had rarely felt at once. The tentacle moved to her pussy and inserted itself into her and began to move in and out of her causing the Makima to moan and cry out in pleasure.

“Yes, more yessssss,” she cried.

Makima swallowed as she felt her own body begin to heat up. More tentacles appeared and began to wrap and insert themselves into her copy. She tried to resist the feeling but it was hard not to. It was almost as if the tentacles were fucking her and not the false her. Each time a tentacle touched the false her, a spark of electricity shot up on her body. It felt good, too good to ignore.

On of her hands drifted to her pussy while the other cupped her breast and she began to masturbate as she watched her false self-getting fucked. “Yes, yes fuck her, fuck her like the whore she is,” Makima partly yelled as more tentacles began to double up and filled her false self with more and more tentacles.

The pleasure, the pleasure was all she could think about as her false self was ravaged by the tentacles as if she was a breeder. Her mind flashed with images of her setting locked into a wall and fucked until she was pregnant then giving birth to eggs or tentacle creatures. The image caused her to yell out and cum.

Falling to her hands and knees she panted and moaned before she noticed her hand. It was covered in a red latex substance with a white chevron pointing to her wrist. Her eyes widened with surprise and horror as a click clack echoed in her ears. She turned to see a shadowy figure standing behind her. She couldn’t make out the figure but from the outline and voice, she assumed it was another fake her.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” the figure asked. “The pleasure, the latex the corruption,”

“It’s not worth….” Makima tried but the figure stopped her.

“Worth what? Your honour? Your humanity? You should know those things don’t matter. Even the agency doesn’t want you. If you were to die, they wouldn’t care. Imagin what they would be like if you were to come back as a Queen,” the voice said and Makima thought.

As much as she hated to admit it, the voice was right. She practically lived in the agencies building to avoid being killed by the criminal underworld. She wanted revenge, she wanted payback, to make them see what she was worth. Especially that woman she smiled as she looked up.

“Corrupt me,” she said and pleasure exploded across her body while the red and white latex covered her completely.

OOOOO

Boa moaned as she felt air on her delicate smooth skin. As she awoke, she found herself hanging by her arms held up by tentacles. She tried to move but couldn’t and was rewarded by a whip to her ass. A moaned cry exited her mouth as both pain and pleasure filled her almost making her cum.

“Ooooooo,” she moaned as the pain dissipated from her body.

“Bit of a masochist, are we?” a voice said.

“Ooooooo,” was all Boa said as she tired to move in her bindings. “Pleaseee corrupt me….”

The Matriarch walked around and stepped up to her. “You need to show it,” she said as she leaned in and slid her tongue into Boa’s mouth.

The two moaned as their tongue wrapped around each other, tasting each other. As the made out the matriarch moved her hand to Boa’s pussy and began to move them. Boa pulled away as she blushed and cried out. She withed in pleasure as her new mistress fingered her, her legs spread out, her body pushed with pleasure she had never felt before. As she did so the Matriarch smiled finally figuring out what made Boa tick.

“I see, you want to be dominated,” she smiled. “You were at the top so that when someone toppled you, you would become theirs, you just wanted the right person to come along,” her smile widened. “You really are a slut,”

Boa cried out as she came. Her feet and hands began to be covered in latex, a black latex for her hands and white for her fingers. She smiled as her corruption began.

“Yes,” Boa said as the tentacles let go of her as she landed on her feet. “I need to be dominated, it makes me feel alive,” she said before she dropped to her knees and bowed. “You captured me, dominate me please,” she moaned.

The Matriarch smiled as she placed a foot on Boa’s head. “Yes, you will become a fine Queen,” she said as Boa cried out in pleasure.

OOOOO 3 months later.

After being summoned, Samus and a group of scientists arrived in the throne room ready to witness the birth of two more Queens. Once they arrived, and set up, the Matriarch walked over to the tentacles and pulled the cocoons out of the pods. Like last time they had ballooned from their normal human fitting shape. But one was twice as big as the other gaining murmurs from the scientists.  

The Matriarch set one down and used her claw to pop one open. A red and white latex clad Makima slid out along with amniotic juices. A pair of tentacles reached out and pulled her up by the biceps allowing her to be viewed by everyone. For the most part, her body was covered in a red and white latex with only her face and hair left open. The latex started, or ended, at the edges of her hair and under her jaw. Striations down her neck ended at around her collar bone with a rounded ridge running around the bottom of her neck, giving her a posture collar look.

Her chest was wrapped in red latex making it look as if she had a high neck bra on with her shoulders and biceps having the white latex look. Her for arms and hands, excluding her fingers, were covered in red latex with chevrons running down both arms. White latex covered her midriff and thighs while red latex covered her hips and lower legs. The latex of her lower legs was segmented making it seem as if she was wearing some kind of heelless high heeled combat boots.  

But the most shocking change was on her back and head. On her back were a pair of 8-meter bat wings that didn’t move. They shared the same red and white latex colour with the membrane being white. On her head sat a pair of black horns that curved backwards over her head. She looked like a demon, somewhat similar to her name’s sake.

“Ooooooo this one is good,” the Matriarch said as she, and the tentacles, eased Makima onto one of the flatbeds the scientists had brought.

Samus couldn’t help but agree. Makima had turned out well, and she couldn’t help but wonder what was next for the former agent. But she didn’t have time to ponder that question, as the Matriarch pierced the other cocoon and immediately everyone saw why the cocoon was bigger. A black and white latex clad Boa Handcock and tumbled out of the pod in a heap, with an 18-meter tail coming out with her.

Several more tentacles came down to pick the former pirate up and held her up. Boa was a good 6 feet tall when compared to other humans, but now she had 18 meters on any other human. Unlike Makima, however, her face was not devoid of latex as her mouth was open with large round bulbs around her eyes. A black hood hat on her head giving her a Boa constrictor look, which suited her and her name. Her torso had a leotard look with her chest and midriff being black latex and her arms being white, other than the fingers.

Her hips had a large bulge running along them making her ‘human’ and ‘snake’ part more defined. Her striped underbelly was white while the rest of her tail was back with lines giving the impression of scales.

“Fascinating,” the Matriarch muttered as two flatbeds were brought up. “It seems that the jelly does more than just make one a queen,” she said as she placed Boa onto the flatbeds. “They turn people into their personality as well, bring them out so to speak,” as she said that she looked to Samus. “Like you, my dear Samus, you were a warrior, a fighter, a bounty hunter and your latex form presents that as does your latex host,”

“While Makima was a demon in human form due to her actions and Boa was a sake with how she moved through the underworld,” Samus added with a nod and a smile. “I wonder what kind of host they will bring,”

Chapter 7

The tightness Boa Handcock felt as she awoke wasn’t restrictive, confining, restraining or binding. It made her feel good. Better than good, almost as if she felt sick her entire life and was only recently cured. She opened her eyes to find herself n a white latex room and her on a bed. Almost immediately she knew something was off with her vision. It was somehow cleaner, brighter with everything coming to a detail she had not seen before. When she sat up, she discovered the changes to her body at seeing her tail.

Her mind began to buzz with alarm, excitement and curiosity as she pulled herself up and felt her tail. She waved the tip of it with ease before slithering off of the bed and around it a few times. It was an odd sensation. She had never done this before, yet it felt both natural right and easy for her as is if she had been doing it all her life. Taking a sea on the bed she then began to look at the other changes to her body. Aside from her tail, a hood covered her head that, with a snap of her fingers, seemed to be some kind of sonar.

With that little experiment sorted, she then held up her hand giving it a look over. It looked like a fingerless glove, but instead of flesh her fingers were covered in a white latex. With a thought, claws extended from her fingers. She let them shrink back into her regular hands. A new thought them popped into her mind and she extended her tongue. Inwardly she smiled as she found a forked tongue extended from her mouth. Flicking it from side to side, she tasted the air with interest.

The air tested weird, good and familiar. Latex, sex, sweat and other things filled the air and she enjoyed it. Letting her tongue back in, she looked down at her tail and wondered for a second. Could she move out of it? Like it was some kind of sleeping bag? Her claws extend with a thought so why not this? Closing her eyes, she focused on separating her torso from her tail. The feeling inside her tail then felt odd, strange as feeling and sensation shrank into legs and the tail separated from her torso.

She slid her long slender legs out of the tail with ease. Like the rest of her body, and tail, they were black and white latex coloured with her thighs being coloured black and her lower legs and feet being white. She also now had a pair of heelless high heels on. Interested, she fully pulled out of the tail and swung around before she placed her feet onto the floor and walked around. Just like when she had tail on, she moved with ease, as if she and been doing it her entire life.

It seemed that as the latex reformed and remade her body, it also adjusted her internal balancing and movement senses so that each movement she made would be normal and natural. A part of her wondered how the corruption worked to do that. But she shrugged and slid back into her tail and feel the sensations return to her as if she had never left. The tail then wrapped around her with ease and tightened around her waist.

“Enjoying your new body?” a voice asked.

Boa turned to see Samus Aran walk up to her.

“Indeed, I am, I cannot describe the feelings I’m having,” she said looking at her hands. “I feel, I feel… powerful,”

“I know, I had the same feeling,” Samus smiled. “But come, the Matriarch would like to meet her new queens,”

OOOOO

As Makima awoke, she cracked her limbs and examined herself with a smile. She was most surprised about the wings, but decided that the room was too small for her to fly inside. Instead, she folded them around herself creating a cloak around herself. With that done, she examined the rest of her body. But outside of extending claws from her fingers, she couldn’t see much change. But she was pleased with how she turned out.

Samus quickly came to collect her and take her, and Boa, to the Matriarch. They walked in silence, but looked at the each other’s changes. The only similarity between them was the white part of their latex. Samus was two shades of blue while the matriarch was two shades of purple. But two different colours were new with one of them being white. Makima in particular thought it maybe a generational thing, but she wasn’t sure. This whole corruption thing was new to her, so she may not understand the whole thing.

After a few moments, the three of them walked into a purple cover latex room with the Matriarch sitting on a chair made out of tentacles hanging from the ceiling. Several screens hung next to the chair showing her a view of the inside of the Labyrinth. As the three entered she turned to look at them with a smile. 

“It is good to see you are up,” she said as two latex scientists walked up to the two new Queens. “I’m sure you have questions but have a look at these pads. They’ll tell you about your bodies,”

Makima and Boa took them from the scientist and began to scroll down, each reading their biometrics. Both of them read with interest. But their attention was focused on their new parts. Boa’s being her tail and Makima’s wings.

As she suspected, and tested, Boa’s lower half could be separated allowing her to move like a regular human. But the weird thing that she noticed was the x-ray of her body. Her legs were no longer solid. While they were solid, they weren’t solid like how her legs used to be. Now they were segmented like a spine, allowing to move in her tail like a snake. But they turned rigid when she exited her tail. But the information she was reading didn’t have a conclusion as to why she could separate from her tail outside for infiltration.

There was some speculation that it could be used as a corruption method, but that required testing. Other than that, there was little else as she had already tested her body. Much of which was inside of the report.

Makima’s wings were little of note. They were made out of solid latex and soft latex allowing for flight. But it was her eyes that the scientists took note of. Apparently, there was something inside her mind attached to her eyes that got their interest. They weren’t sure what, but it had some kind of electrical signal that they couldn’t identify. She stroked her chin, what was with her eyes that had the scientists so interested?

After a few moments of reading, the Matriarch spoke up. “This is the Labyrinth, the testing area for your new abilities,” she said as the scientists took the pads back. “Samus has already been though, testing her abilities. Getting used to them, and the two of you should do the same,” the door to the Labyrinth opened up. “Take your time. There is no limit, but there are armed prisoners in there. So be careful,”

“We will be monitoring your progress from here,” Samus said. “We need all the data from your combat and corruption,” as she spoke a blue tentacle chair grew from the ground allowing her to sit back. “If its gets too much, we can pull you out,”

“What happens if we bump into each other?” Boa asked.

“That won’t happen,” the Matriarch said as she shook her head.  “I control the Labyrinth, if you two are getting close, I’ll close the walls and direct you in opposite directions,”

The two looked at each other, smiled and nodded. “Thank you, mistress,” they said before Makima walked in first.

After a couple of moments Boa walked in and the wall closed behind them. With that done, Samus and the Matriarch turned to their screens watching the new queens move.

“Do you have the list of planets?” the Matriarch asked in a neutral tone.

“Yes,” Samus said. “I have filtered them down to one target,”

She sent a holographic screen to the Matriarch who looked at it with interest. “A city-world?” she asked with a bit of concern. “Wouldn’t that gain attention from the Federation and other Stellar nations?”

“No,” Samus said with confidence. “The world has been seeing a declining population for years. While there is a good few billion, it’s largely being abandoned and is a light trade hub. It’s also an independent world on the edge of Stellar nation territory. A section where populations vanish all the time. The only problem is corrupting an entire world. But if we do a sector-by-sector corruption, we can manage it,”

The Matriarch nodded if not convinced. “Very well. But if there are any problems pull out,”

“Yes mistress,” Samus said.

OOOOO

Boa slithered forward, keeping her ears open. Part of her was working on instinct while the other was working on forward planning. First, she needed to find a good open space to set up camp. While the labyrinth was covered in latex, something told her that she could still use it to set her own hive up. And that was the main plan, but her instincts told her that she needed a large open area for that to work. So, she focused on that as she moved from room to room until she found the perfect area.

Using her sonar, she detected five people inside. Two men and three women, all armed and all from her former crew. But she didn’t care about the latter part. The area was perfect for her and she had five victims to test her new corruption abilities. With a smile, she moved up a wall and used a secretion from her underbelly to ‘stick’ to the ceiling and move along it with ease. Using her hands and tail to move forward, she moved over to the group.

They were clustered in a circle talking about strategy about hot to defend their little territory. As they spoke an idea came to Boa. She pulled herself out of her tail section before letting herself fall to the ground scaring the group. They scattered reaching for their guns. One of the Women managed to get her gun and fired. The rounds bounced off Boa’s latex form before she raised her arm and let a latex tentacle jump from her and onto the woman.

The woman screamed as it landed on her arm before expanding like a snake, coiling around her. It locked her arms and legs together preventing her from moving, but not falling. She fell backwards onto the latex floor as Boa turned and shot similar tentacles at the others. The result was the same. All four of them were wrapped in a long tentacle binding their arms and legs together. They tried to wiggle and get out of the bindings, but they couldn’t.

Boa’s tail then fell with a light thud onto the latex floor. As it did so she looked between the different people before her, licking her lips.

“Who first?” she asked before looking to a dark-skinned woman.

She was tall and muscular. Not quite like an amazon like Samus, but in the same area as her. With a smile, Boa walked over to her and dragged her to the tail. The woman screamed and tried out but couldn’t dislodge the former Pirate’s grip. Boa slid the woman into the tail which reacted by swallowing her. Once the woman’s feet were inside, the tail pulled her in with tentacles and covering her in a film like substance. Covering her as she was pulled in.

To Boa’s surprise, the tail pulled the woman completely in and didn’t stop at the hips. It closed up over the woman’s head and sealed itself. Movement soon stopped and the tail stilled.

“Interesting,” Boa said as she walked over to the tail and rubbed it lovingly. “Very interesting,”

OOOOO

Makima flew. Her wings flapped as she glided cross the room, letting the wind brush her face. It felt good, freeing, liberating to fly like this and she couldn’t be happier. A part of her had always felt confined, restricted, unable to do things that she felt were necessary for the Federation to survive. Now she had the ability to fly like a bird across the sky. After a few more moments of getting used to the feeling of flying, she aimed for one of the walls and latched onto it.

Claws extended from her ankles and grabbed onto the latex wall. It was an odd feeling. The latex was both soft and slippery but firm and tight. It was an odd feeling to grasp onto the material. But for now, it was a mild curiosity as she looked around. She couldn’t see anyone, so moved onto the next room keeping close to the ceiling as possible. It was an old trick that she was taught during training.

The human sight could see around them at a 45-degree angle with a focus on what was in front of them. Being close to the ceiling allowed her to avoid being detected. The human brain, unless extremely focused, wouldn’t see her without great difficulty. She stopped as she saw three people at the far end of the rom. One male, two female guarding a couple of beds and a food dispenser.

Smiling she flew down to them and was shot at. The rounds bouncing off of her latex skin. As she approached her eyes began to glow.

“Stop,” she ordered and the three stopped.

But they struggled with the order as their weapons shook from a desire to fire. Samus had mentioned, as they were walking to the throne room, that some of their abilities would naturally come to them. So, it seemed that she could control people’s movements with her eyes. That demanded more experimentation. She continued to walk up to them, their expressions filled with fear.

“Drop your weapons,” she said.

Reluctantly, they did so but still stood in a combat ready pose. That made her laugh. They wanted to fight, but couldn’t as she held them in place. Raising her arm, she let three tentacles jump onto them and wrap around their necks.

“Do not resist,” she ordered.

The three didn’t as the tentacle forced their arms behind them and wrapped them in an armbinder-like fashion. It then extended down to their theirs wrapping them in a tight embrace. The tentacle then fused itself to the floor like a plant holding the three in place. But it didn’t cover them, it seemed that it needed an extra push. Makima walked up to one of the women and held her head in place while she looked deeply into the woman’s eyes.

The woman moaned as Makima imparted her will into the woman. Her eyes changed from a dark brown to a creamy read as her mind was rewritten. As Makima controlled the woman’s mind, the latex around the woman began to encase her. After a few more moments, Makima pulled away as the latex fully encased the woman before ballooning making it look like a bulbous plant. Makima smiled as she turned to the other two wondering which method, she should use next.

OOOOO

Out of the five victims, Boa now had two waiting to be corrupted. One was in her tail while two more were encased in coiled cocoons. She had used more of her tentacles to wrap around the victims to see what would happen. Instinctively, she knew of two instant corruption methods, the two she currently used, but she was aware of more. But those required a hive in order to work.

That was the main reason why the Matriarch had so many variations of latex creatures. She had a hive. Granted the hive was made out of a former prison station, but a hive either way. That allowed her to develop and maintain the resources and corruption of others. Which raised a question in her mind. What would happen if there were no more hosts? From what she had seen so far, the latex required fully grown adults to propagate. But what happened if they didn’t have any more? What happened when every creature, every intelligent being was corrupted? What then?

She had asked the same question when she saw an old horror vid called aliens. The creatures in that vid used creatures as hosts in order to breed. The same questions from that vid came back to her. It was something that she needed to raise with the Matriarch when she got the chance.

The noise of leaking liquids then met her ear. Smiling, she turned to watch as her tail opened up letting out amniotic fluid and her first corrupted creature. The Amazonian woman pulled herself out of the tail panting and coughing up the liquid she had unintentionally swallowed. Other than her mouth and jaw, the rest of her was completely covered in latex but there was no obvious significant change.

Once she had pulled herself out of the tail she cried out and moaned as her transformation started. First, her leg began to fuse together with the black latex turning grey and then white as they extended out 8 meters in length. That effectually turned her into a lamia like Boa, but it didn’t top there. Her torso began to ripple before her muscles became more defined looking as if she could rip through the latex that encased her.

A section of latex then expanded out from her head giving her a hooded look. The latex around her midriff and biceps then retracted showing off her muscles. The latex around her chest and forearms then turned white with the latter ballooning making it clear she was made for combat. The transformation overall took less than 30 seconds but the result was fascinating.

Boa walked around her soldier admiring the transformation. “Who do you serve?” she then asked as she stood before the warrior.

The lamia straightened. “I serve Boa Handcock, Queen of the Black and White Host,”

That made for the former Pirate Empress smile.  

OOOOO

After making her other two victims silent, Makima then turned to the cocoon as it peeled back and opened up. The woman stepped out dressed in a full-body latex outfit. Much like her own the latex ended at the edge of the neck. But outside of that, there was little difference which didn’t last long. The woman moaned as she fell forward and her size began to change. Not just her height, but her body began to expand both in terms of height and bulk.

Her body rippled as her muscles expanded to bodybuilder levels. As this happened, a pair of small horns also developed on her head giving her a demonic look. Once her height as reached 6 feet, she stopped growing and the latex began to change. The section around her midriff and thighs vanished showing off her muscles. But the latex then formed a flap between her legs and three bands around her thighs. The latex around her lower legs then began to shape into something akin to armoured greaves with the same applying to her forearms.

When the transformation finished, the woman stood before her mistress. Makima then walked around her newest soldier admiring the bulk and strength. There was one word to describe her, an Oni. She was just missing the club. Makima smiled as she stood before the demon who got down to one knee in a bow.

“Who do you serve?” Makima asked.

“I serve Makima Akuma, Queen of the Demon host,” the Oni said.

“Demon host?” Makima smiled even more. “I like the sound of that,”

Chapter 8: Character list

Hi guys. Ok, so I have gotten several character requests for the story. After looking through it, I have ideas for story arcs for the characters. Not all of them mind you. I don't want to flood the story with everyone's favourites so some are going to be missed out. This is why I'm showing you this list of characters. So far I have used 2 out of the suggested names. They were simple and I could fit them in with ease. But the rest, not so much. I have 10 planned characters who I plan to have in and 11 possibles. But I would like to hear your thoughts on who you would like to see and how. Other than the used, this list is not set and flexible, so I'm more than happy to change people around. Looking forward to hearing your thoughts.

Used:

Boa Handcock (One Piece)

Makima (Chainsaw man)

Planned:

D.va (Overwatch)

Robin (Teen Titans)

Rias Gremory (Highschool DxD)

Akeno Himejima (Highschool DxD)

Motoko Kusanagi (Ghost in the Shell)

Vitaly Tynyanov (Hundred)

Serivia Notredame (Hundred)

Claire Harvey (Hundred)

Igawa Asagi (Taimanin series)

Igawa Sakura ((Taimanin series)

Possible:

Momo Yaoyorozu (My Hero Acidemia)

Mitsuri (Demon Slayer)

Madlax (Madlax)

Rio Rollins Tachibana (Rio Rainbow Gate)

Asuka Otori (Magical Girl Spec-Ops Asuka)

Kurumi Mugen (Magical Girl Spec-Ops Asuka)

Mia Cyrus (Magical Girl Spec-Ops Asuka)

Pheonix Tamara (Magical Girl Spec-Ops Asuka)

Shantoulon Peipei (Magical Girl Spec-Ops Asuka)

Naruto (Naruto)

Ash Ketchum (Pokemon)

Chapter 9

The Matriarch looked over the data from the labyrinth while a coupe of tentacles milked and fucked her. Much like all of her new creations, it was promising. Makima’s mind control abilities didn’t just let her corrupt others, but control them as well while Boa’s stealth allowed her to go practically anywhere. That meant that they could go and start corrupting anywhere. But that meant exposing the hive. Ever since Samus was captured, they had moved the station to another system all together.

So, the problem now was if they tried anything then eyes would turn to them. Which was the main problem that Samus was proposing. Across the galaxy were planets that were completely covered in urban sprawl. The formal name for them was ecumenopolis, but the more common name was city world. Anchor was such a world. City worlds were primarily trade, commerce and military hubs set in places of strategic importance. But some worlds, like Anchor, had massive shipyards in orbit meant for building both commercial and military ships.

But for Anchor things had changed. Logistics lines had moved forcing companies, and military, to leave the world sending it into decline. It was no longer strategically viable. Now it was effectively at the ass end of the galaxy. That was good meaning that it was unlikely for the military to go looking for them. But the problem, and main attraction, was the population. Anchor had 124 levels of city with the 124^th being the top layer with each level underneath being around 16 meters tall. This meant there was trillions of people living on the world.

That meant trillions of people for the hosts and a world to call their own. The only problem would be resources. But the system was decently rich in resources which kept some companies there. It seemed like the perfect target, but The Matriarch wasn’t sure if it was a good idea. A perfect target could also be the perfect trap or failure. But in truth, she was considering it. As much as she hated the idea, it did work as a good home world.

Factories, mines, fabricators, farms and trillions of people to corrupt. She sighed leaning back. She wanted a softer target. Someplace out of the way to experiment with invasion and corruption and this place didn’t look like it. This was more of a hard target even with all of the defences down. Looking though the list, she picked out another softer target.

This world, Edge, was on the edge of the galaxy. Quite literally in this case. It was settled by some pioneers who wanted to get away from all of the mass technology. They wanted a simpler life with very basic technology. They didn’t have any ships, guns, or anything more complex than stone houses.

Other than the odd checkup from a passing Federation ship, they were largely left alone. Meaning that if they took over, it could be years before anyone found out. This would be the best target. This was the perfect target.

But there was one thing the Matriarch needed to see. Something she was both pleased and disappointed. The tentacles detached from her as she stood and walked out.

OOOOO

Rebecca Maven watched as the tank scanned Raven Sakura. She wanted to make sue that she was seeing things, but something told her she wasn’t. What’s more she wasn’t sure if she should be pleased or concerned. But the data was hard to ignore and she had to wonder how her mistress felt about this. Raven was her prize, what would she think about the data? It didn’t take long for her to find out as the Matriarch walked in.

“Is the data true?” she asked looking at Raven.

Rebecca sighed and nodded. “I’m afraid it is. It seems that the corruption doesn’t stay dormant for long. It has to take over the host. Its it’s natural instinct,”

The Matriarch sighed. “So, she is going to be a latex drone?”

“Not quite,” Rebecca said as she pulled up Raven’s biometrics. “It looks like she’ll become some kind of infiltration creature,” as she spoke, she handed the Matriarch the tablet. “Her latex will change as well as her hair and lips. She’ll also be able to corrupt people in your image,”

The Matriarch as silent as she read the information. “Interesting…” she smiled. “This may help,”

OOOOO

Queen Matilda was not impressed, nor was she pleased. In fact, she was so angry that she didn’t even know how to contain it all. First her husband died, second, she had to deal with a son who caused a rebellion for her throne, then a riot demanding for her to be removed and replace the monarchy with a republic and now she had to deal with the six outsiders. Her planet had been isolated and largely devoid of technology for centuries.

The only reason why they were left alone as the odd welfare check which she and other leaders did via a communications terminal in the lower levels of where the government was. She didn’t like it. Ever since she heard of the concept of technology, she wanted as little to do with it as possible. But now it seemed that she had to deal with it. Taking a deep breath, she looked at the six women before her.

Four of them wore some form of armour. Bands of metal locked around their arms and legs while their chests were covered with something akin to plate armour. A purple haired woman stood in the middle wearing something akin to a bodysuit and had her hand on the arm of a red headed woman standing next to her. It wasn’t hard to see that the redhead was a prisoner of some kind. But that wasn’t her problem, yet.

“My world is off many lists for visitation. So, I’m going to ask this once, why are you here?” she asked.

One of the women, with curled pigtails, gave her a nasty look but the short purple haired woman spoke up. “We apologise for this intrusion,” she said. “But out ship was destroyed due to power failure Our landing here was only due to the fact that this world was the only habitable one in range. We only plan to stay here until the check in ship arrives at which point, we will depart,”

Matilda sighed and leaned back in her throne. “The ship comes once a year. Its last visit was two days ago. So, you are in effect stuck here for a year,”

The woman scowled in annoyance but nodded. “I suppose we have bad timing then?”

“You have no idea,” the queen sighed. “You will be confined to the palace for the year. If you do choose to venture out, your technology must be left behind,” she then looked to the redhead. “Your prisoner will also be locked in the palaces dungeons for the time being,”

“I recommend you use as many chains as possible to hold her down,” the purple haired woman said. “She is slippery,”

“Fuck off major,” the poisoner said, but the queen nodded and pointed to two guards. “Very well, take them to the dungeons,” she then pointed to two more. “Take the rest to the guest rooms,”

The guards nodded and moved to escort them. As they did so the queen stood muttering curses under her breath. As she walked back to her office, one of her handmaidens walked up to her.

“Your majesty, your daughter has yet to report back about that falling star,” she said.

The queen groaned. “I just hope she’s not doing anything reckless,”

OOOOO

The sword was pulled from the body of a Griger, a local creature that was a cross between a tiger and wolf, causing blood to spirt from it. The brown-haired knight, Rina Mayne, shook the blood of the blade before looking to her retinue. A 20-woman group of knights. She smiled before looking on ahead as a teen, slightly shorter than her and dressed in a maid’s outfit, walked up.

“The disappearances have happened ahead of us,” he said in a feminine voice.

Rina nodded. “Keep back,” she said to him before raising her sword. “Forward,” she yelled.

A series of affirmatives echoed and the group followed the Princess as she led them forward. The forest was dense with few main paths travelled due to safety. They walked down one of these paths as this one had a more than average disappearance rate. People vanishing wasn’t new. Bandits, creatures and monsters were all possibilities. But there tended to be an average per month about how many people disappeared and those bodies, or what was left, came up a few days later.

However, nothing did. All the rangers had found was some kind of goo in places. No one dared touch it, but it was an indicator that something was out there. Something moved up ahead of them and the knights crouched down before moving slowly towards the sound. They reached a clearing where a shiny purple tree sat in the middle. The grass around it had also turned purple with the same shiny glit to them.

Rina leaned forward as she looked with a frown. “Stay here,” she said before moving from the hedges and into the opening.

She didn’t get far as she pulled herself back as a creature came out of the forest opposite her. It was a strange thing, something she had never seen before. Lower part of it was little more than a shiny purple orb that lightly bounced in the air, never touching the floor while the upper part was that of a woman with large breasts. Much like the lower part, the woman was covered in a shiny purple substance. The only part that wasn’t covered was her mouth. Tentacles that came from the ball held onto two hunters by the hands. One woman and one man. They didn’t scream due to a purple blob fixed to their mouths.

They did, however, thrash about violently as they were held off of the floor in panic. As they approached the tree a section of ground opened up and the two were dropped into the hole. With that done, the hole closed up and the creature moved back into the forest. After waiting a few more moments Rina moved forward to the tree, low to the grown and keeping eyes open but the ground didn’t open up.

Moving around the tree, she looked for something that could open up the ground. She didn’t need to look for long as the ground opened up under her and she fell onto a soft yet firm floor.

“Ooowwww,” she moaned as she got up.

“Princess,” a voice called. “Are you alright?”

As she looked up, Rina could tell it was one of her knights who came to look. “I’m good,” she called back before looking around. “What the hell?”

The cave she fell into was covered in the same purple substance that the creature and tree were covered in. Purple shiny skin stuck to the cave walls leaving nothing else to see. Light came from sacs on the ceiling of the cave lighting it up. Light purple tubes ran along the walls and ceiling as well giving the place an organic muscle like look. While she expected to see many openings, there was only one at the far end. It was large as well which could allow for big creatures to pass though.

“I see a tunnel, the cave goes deeper,” she called out. “Four of you drop in and follow me,”

There was go argument as four female knights dropped in with varying degrees of grace. After recovering from the fall, and some dignity, they moved down the tunnel towards its end. Unsurprisingly the tunnel was much the same as the cave at the entrance. The group kept low and slow as they moved forward. After a couple of moments met their ears. Moans and squelching echoed in their ears as they continued to move forward. It grew louder and louder until they reached a chamber that made them froze.

The chamber before them was large chamber filled with pods. At the other side of the chamber was another chamber this one filled with woman being fucked and milked. Their eyes and noses covered by a hood while their mouths let their moans escape from their lungs and bodies.

“We have to help them,” one of the knights said.

Rina nodded as she moved up and looked into one of the pods. But it was cloudy and she couldn’t see much inside. Drawing her sword, she aimed at the transparent material and pressed the point at it. Nothing happened. Gaining a bit of momentum, she tried again and again trying to pierce the material. The result was the same, nothing. She couldn’t penetrate the material.

“Mira, give me your mace,” she said holding her hand out before blinking. “Mira?” she asked turning confused as to why her fellow knight didn’t follow her orders.

No one stood behind her. Looking down she saw the helmets of her knights laying there. A sound met her ears and she looked up to see her fellow knights behind held by tentacles and their mouths closed by the same blob that silence the couple she saw earlier. She gulped before a laugh made her turn to see a woman sitting on a floating chair that seemed to be made out of several of the shiny orbs.

The woman was light skinned but wore a purple leotard that reached to the top of her neck, a pair of thigh high heel stockings and a pair of disconnected sleeves that had a wide opening at the wrist. She had short hair and lipstick both of which were the same colour as her outfit and eyes, purple.

“Oh, this is too good,” she said. “A knight comes into save people, why am I not surprised?”

“I have no idea,” a woman said as she stood next to the woman in purple.

This one wore a full bodysuit coloured a light blue and had long flowing blonde hair pulled up into a ponytail. Form her stance, Rina could tell that the woman was a warrior.

“Who are you and why have you captured these women?” Rina asked pointing her sword at them.

“Breeding,” the woman in purple said. “Women make the perfect breeders and soldiers,”

“Soldiers? Are you going to invade?” she asked backing up.

“Not yet,” the blonde said as a tentacle sprang forward and wrapped around her neck.

“Wha…..” she reacted quickly and grabbed onto the tentacle dropping her sword.

Grabbing onto the tentacle she tried to pull on it but it wouldn’t budge. More tentacles then came to grab her wrists and pull her up into the air kicking and screaming. A tentacle then came down and slid itself into her ear. She cried out at first followed by a moan.

Samus smiled as she watched at the knights as tentacles entered their ears, corrupting them from the inside.

“What about the others outside?” she asked.

“They’ll be corrupted, just like these,” the woman said before looking to Samus. “I think it’s time for you to cause a little chaos,”

Samus smiled. “I thought you’d never ask Dr Raven,”

Chapter 10

Makee moaned as he felt something slimy and soft across his skin. Opening his eye he almost screamed as he found himself suspended in mid-air held by tentacles. Naked for the world to see. Pulling his legs in, he let out a girly scream. But the tentacles would have it as they reached up to grab his ankles and pull them outwards holding him tightly.

“Please let me go,” he said in a feminine voice.

“I think not,” a voice said as a chair of latex blobs floated up to him with a woman sitting on it. “Such a cutie, hard to believe you are a boy,” she said as she stroked his face.

“G….g… get away from me,” he said trying to pull away but failed.

She leaned on and licked the side of his before moving to his ear. “I suggest you enjoy your transformation,” she said as she indicated down.

Makee looked down and his eyes widened as an egg-shaped pod come up for the ground. “No stop please,” he begged but a tentacle descended from the ceiling and slide into his other ear.

He cried out in both pain and pleasure as latex began to web itself around brain. Raven pulled back and watched as the femboy’s cock hardened and came. A web of cum landed on the wall while a tentacle entered his ass. He gasped in please and twitched as it slid into him slowly before beginning to slowly fuck him. Looking on, tapping her lip, Raven looked down and moved part of her leotard to the side and let a tentacle enter her.

She gasped in pleasure as the large appendage moved deeper into her. Moaning as it began to move, she looked up at the femboy as the control tentacle was pulled out. The egg below him opened up and he was lowered into the liquid latex. He didn’t resist, just moan as he was submerged into the purple solution for a moment before being pulled out covered in the substance.

Crying out as he came again, the latex began to shrink into a bra and pair of shorts along with a pair of elbow length gloves and thigh high heels. The tentacle in his ass continued to fuck him as the latex sank into his skin making it look as if it was never there. A pair of tentacles then came down to grab his legs and pull them up exposing his ass to Raven, who began to play with one of her breasts. He moaned as the tentacle moved in and out of his ass, his girly voice echoing into Raven’s ears.

“Fill me more!” he moaned before cumming and fainting.

“What a shame,” Raven muttered as she floated up to him. “Seems like you need to be corrupted more,” she smiled.

OOOOO

Samus Aran looked over the city. She was impressed by the workmanship and how it made the place feel like it was taken out of the pages of history. But that was mostly the point. This world rejected technology, so most of what they built was very old fashioned. Licking her lips, she looked at the different sections, figuring our which would be the best in terms of damage and minimal casualties.

She was here to send a message, not outright destroy. Once she had a plan in mind, she moved into the forest to get her forces ready.

OOOOO

“Ugggghhh I’m so booorrrrddddd,” Clare Harvey said as she leaned back in a chair. “There’s nothing to do,”

“What do you expect?” Serivia Notredame asked. “This a world with no technology. They find other ways of finding entertainment. Like reading,”

Clare shot her a look while one of her ‘friends’ Liddy Steinberg gave her nasty look. The bronze skinned woman was a bit of an amazon when she wanted to be. But it was the bespectacled Erica Candle who spoke up.

“There is no need for that,” she spoke with clam, but let a little venom enter her tone. “We’re all stuck here, so there is no point in getting under each other skin,”

Serivia just looked to her before nodding in agreement. “Very well,” she said. “I am in the same position as you, but at least they have books,”

“Yeah, at least there’s….” Clare began but was shaken off of her chair as the round shook. “What the?”

The four of them moved over to the window and saw several balls of light slam into buildings causing fires and explosions. They couldn’t see who was attack, but the four trainee agents ran out of their room to fight whoever was doing this. It didn’t them long. Despite being trainees, they had genetic enhancements in their strength and speed as a standard of their recruitment. They weren’t the first, but they were moving fast to get out ahead of the knights and soldiers who quickly moved out.

The four of them moved into what seemed to be the industrial section of the city. Blue bolts of energy hit around them. But one managed to hit Erica who grunted and stopped looking at her arm. She tested it but it didn’t move.

“Stun rounds,” she said. “They’re taking to take people alive,”

That encouraged the others to move quickly and enter the main industrial district. As they did, they noticed several humanoids in a light blue substance that covered their bodies. As soon as the creatures saw them, they opened fire. The girls moved and activated their armour. Holographic hexagonal outlines then formed around them. They soon solidified into proper amour.

For the most part they were uniform. The armour was cured with the grieves and shoulder pads being angled and a jump pack on their backs. The main differences between them were in colour and weapons. Clare’s weapon was a beam weapon that had to be carried with both hands. Her friends, Erica and Liddy, had their weapons encased into their arms similar to the Chozo and a certain bounty hunter.

Serivia, on the other hand, welded a polearm with glowing blades on either end. She split off from the other three to move against a group of the blue clad attackers who were heading for a church. There were 10 of them in all, all of them had a mirrored feminine look. Large breasts, fat asses, curved bodies and shapely frames. Only their ponytails and the skin around their mouths identified them as being different.

As Serivia approached, they turned to her and began to fire their weapons at her. The stun rounds hitting harmlessly against her shields and armour. But seeing that their attack wasn’t working, the group split and began to move into a scattered formation ready for her attack. That told the agent something, these weren’t mindless creatures. They had a tactical awareness that allowed them to assess and adapt to the situation.

Moving in quickly, Serivia brought her glaive into a sweeping motion to try and get as many targets as she could. The attack proved semi effective. While most of the attackers jumped out of the way, she managed to take out one. The attacker didn’t manage to hell due to the gag in its mouth. The agent watched as the creature fell back, purple ooze flowing out of its body. She noticed some splotches of red blood, but it was few.

The wound wasn’t lethal as the creature backed up and began to quickly recover. The purple ooze began to bind with her blue form to create a patch across the wound. Other creatures began to move to cover their wounded comrade as they healed. They didn’t waste any time in firing on Serivia. It didn’t mean much to her as she moved in to attack with her weapon, cutting the creatures in slow order.

The problem was that they were tough to take down. Each one she managed to land a hit on backed up and let another take her on while they healed. By the time she moved onto a fourth attack, the one that she had already hit came back at her. Anger began to fill her as she wondered what these things were made out of. They were tough, tougher than she expected with a human like intelligence. Every time she made an attack and hit; they moved back to support one another before that creature recovered.

But they didn’t make any moves on her. A realisation struck as she looked at each of them. They weren’t attacking because they were draining her of energy. They were wearing her down and not planning to kill her, why? What was their purpose? She didn’t want to find out, but she had to protect the people in the church. So, she stayed as she focused on the attackers began to surrounded joined with more. Theses ones looked a little different as they were bouncing blue balls of some kind.

Clearly, she had made herself to be a target, getting the attention of the creatures was a good and bad thing. It meant that more civilians could escape while she couldn’t. But that didn’t matter to her. She kept attacking and keeping it up, but the creatures kept back and firing at her trying to take down her shields. Even with her augmented body wouldn’t be able to keep it up. As she moved into an attack, a tentacle wrapped around her neck and began to pull her backwards.

Reflexively, she dropped her weapon and grabbed onto the tentacle trying to pull it off.  More tentacles came from behind grabbing onto her wrists and ankles preventing her from moving. She did her best to struggle but the tentacles were too tight cutting off her air. One of the creatures walked up to her and punched her knocking her out allowing them to enter the church to capture any and all civilians inside. But as they were halfway through taking them, they stopped and left with their captives.

Clare and her friends managed to push back their foes, but suffered the same problem of the creatures falling back and not outright engaging. They held back wearing the agents down. But ranged weapons were a problem as it meant the creatures had to keep moving. Given that they were fast, that meant that they could move out of the way of the attack but not by much. But after taking a few of them out, the creatures turned and ran confusing the three. But they gave chase as soon as they saw that the civilians being carried away. But by the time they reached the wall, the creatures vanished into the forest. They were ordered to stay within the city limits, so leaving meant something that they didn’t want to think of. Holding back, they backed up as local army soldiers came up and covered the section while Kusanagi walked up.

“What happened?” she asked.

“We don’t know,” Erica said. “We…”

“Wait, where’s Serivia?” Clare asked as the others began to look around.

OOOOO

Serivia groaned as she woke to find herself in some kind of pod. Realising where she was, she shot up fully awake and looked around. She noticed that she wasn’t the only person inside the pod but the people inside confused her. Inside were several people, three knights, a blacksmith, a bar maid and a horse trainer. They still had their clothing to identify them, but that didn’t mean that they could move. Tentacles were wrapped around their legs and arms prevent them from moving. But that didn’t stop them from trying.

She also tried to pull herself from the binds, but was unable to. That’s when something wet began to fall on her she looked up and saw that something was being sprayed on to them. The reason why was almost instantly apparent as her clothing began to melt. The same also happened to the others making them yelp and scream.

“It’s ok,” she said. “It’s just a clothing melting solution. It won’t affect us,”

That got her some nasty looks but the knights clamed at least and a few moments later, everyone was down to their birthday suits. Once that happened, the tentacles around their legs moved down to their ankles and formed cuffs with a length connecting them. It allowed them to move round and look outside to see other pods with people inside. But it was clear that theirs was somehow special given the lack of people in theirs.

“What’s going on?” one of the knights asked. “Where are they talking all of these people?”

“I have no idea,” Serivia said as she frowned. “Something’s going on, first the attack, then stun weapons? They need us alive for something,”

“What? Your one of the star people, what do they need us for?” the blacksmith asked with more than a bit of venom.

“That’s the thing I don’t know. I’ve never seen people like this before,” she replied. “I have no idea who they are or what they are planning,” she looked around, seeing them in a deep forest somewhere but unsure as to where.

But she could see one of the blue creatures, this one taller than the others, directing the smaller ones. That’s when she noticed the pony like creatures pulling the pods. While she did find it odd that they looked like BDSM ponies, she didn’t question it given that the attackers she faced looked the same. It was probably something to do with their morphology and hierarchy. She wasn’t sure so she sat back down and just relaxed.

No one, except for the knights, talked as their pod moved. But it didn’t long for something to happen. Serivia looked out and balked at the sight of a starship in front of them. Several pods were bring loaded onto the ship, including theirs.

OOOOO

“What in the God’s named happened?” Queen Matilda demanded as she looked at the visitors from across the table.

The younger girls looked at her defiantly while Kusanagi had a measured neural look at she held her head in her hands. “I do not know,” she said. “I have never seen these creatures before,”

“That’s not good enough,” the queen shot back. “They took 4000 soldiers and civilians from the city and I want to know why,”  

“They took one of our own as well!” Clare shot. “We want to know as well,”

The Queen looked to the agent in anger before taking a deep breath and clamed herself. “I understand that, but see this from my perspective. A group of people crash land on my planet. Soon after people in the forests go missing then this attack. Forgive me if I think these events are connected,”

“I can see how you think that,” The major said. “However, they aren’t. The fact that they captured one of my trainees is proof of that. But this shows… something. They didn’t kill, at least not outright. Instead, they focused on stun and capture. They also attacked a location where they would do the least amount of damage,”

“So, this was a probing attack?” the Queen asked. “That…..”

She stopped as a brown-haired knight entered the room. “Mother,” she bowed. “It’s good to see you,”

The Queen smiled as she looked to her daughter. “Rina, my dear, how did the mission go?”

“Very well mother,” the princess smiled. “We didn’t find anything outside of local wildlife being a bit more active. I also heard what happened, I’m sorry me and my force wasn’t around,”

“Don’t worry about it,” the Queen dismissed. “Go and rest, we’ll talk more in the morning,”

“Yes mother,” Rina said as she left.

She then made her way to her room. It wasn’t too far with it being in the western section of the main castle building. As she approached, she noticed two guards in front of the room.

“What is going on here?” she asked.

“Princess, I apologise, but the Queen requested for you to have a guard for the next two weeks,” one of the gaurds said.

Rina sighed. “Damn her, you can go for tonight. I wish to be alone,” as she spoke, the guards looked to one another before she yelled. “Now,”

One of the guards moved their head and the two left. Smiling, Rina walked into her room and locked the door. Moving away from the door, she then moaned as her armour began to peel off of her. Under her armour was a latex suit she was fitted with. It had been pleasuring her since she got it. It was a task to control her emotions but the pleasure was worth it. She fell onto her back and cried out as she began to masturbate.

Her mind, her real mind, cried with her as she came. “I will help corrupt the world,” she moaned.

Chapter 11

Major Motoko Kusanagi made her way down to the cell. The attack had left her confused about what happened. The weapons that the creatures used where clearly some kind of energy-based weapon. She had seen them before, her missions required her to be used to a lot of weapons so she was aware of a lot of them and their effects. But something felt off about the attack. She had fought many enemies of many different world, and she had never faced creatures like this before.

They did and didn’t act like a hive mind. Most of them reacted to threats on their own but they react to a single order that made them retreat. Something was going on, and as much as she hated to admit it, she needed help. While the Queen wasn’t happy, she did admit that the woman in the cells would be needed to figure out what was going on. She, after all, was a scientist with a specialisation in genetics. If anyone could figure out what was going on, it was her.

Motoko walked up to the cell that Vitaly was locked in and looked at the woman who looked back up. She was chained to the far wall with cuffs around her ankles and wrists. Looking up, the redhead smiled.

“So, you are in need of something,” she stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

“I assume you heard about the attack?” the major asked.

“It was hard not to given the guard and explosions,” she said as she stood and walked towards the bars. “But I want something in return if you need my help,”

“Obviously,” Mokoto said. “Depending on the level of help, it can knock years off of your sentence,”

“Standard Federation negotiation,” Vitaly sighed. “I supposes I cannot ask for more. Fine, I’ll help,”

Mokoto said nothing as she opened up the cell and removed the chains linking the woman to the wall, but left the ones on that restricted her movement. But she did remove the collar and replace it with a tech one. The scientist said nothing but just accepted the tight-fitting collar before Motoko lead her up the stairs and out of the dungeon. The two said nothing as they walked up into the main floor and continued until they reached the top of one of the towers.

The Queen, in a tight-fitting dress, stood there looking over a shiny blue corpse of something that the scientist had never seen before.

“Is this the subject?” she asked as she walked around the creature.

“Yes, we aren’t sure what it is. But it’s human-looking at least,” the queen said.

“The skin feels like latex,” Mokoto added. “Not sure why though,”

Vitaly said nothing and offered her cuff to the major not taking her eyes of the body. After a look to the Queen, who nodded, the Major removed the cuffs and let the scientist look over the creature. After making another circuit she tapped the side of her head and an orange holographic HUD appeared over her eyes. She just frowned at the data that was being presented to her.

“Hand me a knife,” she said presenting her hand, but after a moment she sighed. “You have lasers,” giving them an unimpressed look, Motoko handed her a knife but not without some reluctance.

With a muttered ‘thanks’, Vitaly used it like a scalpel as she tried to separate some of the plates. While she had some problems trying to take it off, when she did it came off with some ease showing the underneath of the plate. All the three saw was the same blue latex skin but with holes in places meant to connect to the plate. Turning it around, Vitaly tapped the plate with the knife before trying to piece it with little success. She looked at the blade then at Mokoto.

“Mono-molecular?” she asked and the agent nodded.

“Plasma cut and sharpened,” the agent clarified. “We’ve also tried using our weapons against the armour, but all it left was black marks,”

Vitaly nodded as she tapped it with her knuckle. “This is effectively tank armour,” she muttered as she turned it from side to side.

Placing the knife down, she moved her hand in front of her and began to type as if there was a keyboard in front of her. But that just made her more confused.

“What the hell?” she muttered as she looked back to the body then back to the plate. “This… this doesn’t make any sense,” she finally said as she looked up.

“I’m detecting Class-4 durasteel in this,” she said. “The stuff that is normally found in starships,”

Mokoto blinked. “How is that even possible?” she asked.

“I hav….” Vitaly began but paused and moved to the foot of the corpse and looked at it up and down before her eyes rested on the arm cannon.

Moving over to it, she used the knife to open the shell up to see what was underneath. It was difficult at first, but she managed to do it. To her surprise, the arm ended in not a hand but a set of tentacles that connected to the cannon’s shell. Other than holding onto the shell, they wrapped around each other creating a cone of sorts as the barrel. Along the tentacles were small lines of buds that she assumed would light up when in use.

Using the knife, she removed the arm just below the elbow and began to pull it part. There was no sign of an arm or hand, just tentacles. As she did this, the queen went a little green but she ignored this as she backed up and looked at the creature in front of her seemingly confirming something. She rubbed the back of her neck and looked up to Mokoto.

“I… don’t know where to start,” she admitted, some fear evident on her face giving the agent more than a little concern.

“Start with the basics, what is this thing?” the purple haired special agent said.

Vitaliy nodded as she rubbed the back of her head, ruffling her red hair. “Well for starters, this thing is human, or used to be. The material you see before you is latex, or some organic form of it. The carapace is similar to that of Federation tanks but uses materials that come form space stations. How? I have no idea, but it makes these things next to impossible to kill. But that’s not what concerns me,” she took a deep breath and continued. “I think this thing has something to do with the disappearance of Samus Aran,”

Mokoto blinked once, twice then a third time as she processed that information. “How do you know that?” she asked in an even but concerned tone.

Not taking her eyes off the body, Vitaly shared the same even but concerned tone. “Look how the creature looks,” Mokoto did.

Aside from the shades of blue she began to see what she had missed. The slim figure, muscular frame, the way creature was armoured, the arm cannon and the orbs for shoulders began to take form in her mind as she placed the image. It was hard to believe at first, but here was the evidence. Few tried to replicate Samus’ look, as they didn’t have the tech or form to pull it off. But something about this creature that said that this wasn’t just a straight up copy. Her mind then turned to the trainee’s video camera’s about how the creatures reacted.

Digging though her memory, she recalled how Samus used to move and act in combat. Her blood ran cold as she realised that the creatures and Samus moved, for the most part, the same with the latter accommodating for a large number of troopers. But there was one point of note that she missed.

“They weren’t capturing for interrogation or hostages, they were capturing people to turn them into this,” she muttered as the thoughts linked.

“Or something like them,” Vitaly agreed as she looked to Motoko. “But we do have an explanation for why Samus went missing. She was likely captured by these things and their soldiers based their styles on her,”

“Maybe,” Motoko said biting her thumb. “Can you tell who this was,”

Vitaly nodded as she picked up the knife and pointed to where she pulled one of the plates off. “There’s a tattoo under here,” she said before using the knife carefully to separate the latex from the skin.

It was clear that it wasn’t easy as the latex seemed to be bonded to the skin like glue. But the scientist managed to peel the latex off showing a military tattoo on the arm. She indicated to it and both the Queen and Agent looked to it.

“This is a tattoo for the 144^th Star Corps. An elite space commando unit,” Vitaly said as paused and the two looked to her. “And the best part? Most of the 144 are male,”

Motoko took that on right away and looked to the corpse while the Queen blinked in confusion. “I fail to see the relevance,” she said.

“She’s meaning that this creature was likely male,” Motoko said as she cupped her chin. “So not only does it bind to the skin, but also forces a sex change. Pair that with the arm cannon… this is a problem,”

Vitaly nodded. “Whoever they took, are likely going to be converted into whatever they need,”

Motoko went pale at that as the looked to Vitaly. “What is likely going to happen if they were an agent?”

Vitaly thought for a moment but shook her head. “I have no idea,” she said.

That answer wasn’t a comfort to Mokoto.

OOOOO

It didn’t take long for the ship to reach the space station on the other side of the moon. While she couldn’t see the station, Serivia Notredame could tell as her pod was brought into a hanger then a larger room with even more pods. The knights with her remained calm but the others panicked as they saw the people around them. Remaining clam herself, she made as many mental notes as she could. While her armour and weapons were taken, she still had her cerebral implants allowing her to record and capture things that the human brain couldn’t.

A she looked around, she took in the small details like how many people were in the pods, the fact that the area used to be some kind of mass storage area and other points. But the people in pods confused her as it didn’t seem to be any pattern to numbers. The area was also covered in latex in some kind of HR Giger like with pipes being ribbed and the general organic look of the place.

But she was surprised at the different tones of purple. She saw blue earlier with the attackers and pods, but now purple. Was there any significance? She wasn’t sure but it seemed significant somehow. Even more to her surprise the pod she was in didn’t stop like others. Instead, it continued onwards into a corridor also covered in the latex like substance. The group looked to each other as they continued on to an unknown location.

After a while they stopped in front of what seemed to be a large gate with several creatures, at least 4 foot tall, stood. They looked very very different from the others. For starters they wore what seemed to be armour like those of knights. In one hand they had some kind of spear or glaive while the other appeared to be some kind of arm cannon. On the back of their heads seemed to be some form of tentacles that moved on their own.

They moved with a swiftness that seemed impossible but they managed it. They didn’t have eyes or a nose, but they did have a mouth that was closed with a ball gag. But somehow, they communicated with each other and the doors before them opened up. The room was massive split into different sections with some kind of liquid filled pods in each section. In the middle was a raised platform with someone who was easily 8 feet stall sitting on a throne of black tentacles.

The pod was pulled close but stopped halfway along with the op opening up. A tentacle descended and grabbed the blacksmith first who tired to get the tentacle off, but failed as it pulled her out of the pod. It placed her to the side of the carriage with a blue warrior holding onto her. The barmaid was next but she was a little less aggressive and was pulled out with ease. Quickly, all seven of them were pulled out of the pod and were brought up to the woman on the platform.

As they moved onto the platform Serivia spotted someone she didn’t expect to see. “Samus Aran?” she asked.

“Who?” one of the knights asked.

“She’s a famous bounty hunter,” Serivia replied in a low tone. “She was missing for over half a year,”

“Is that why she looks like one of the creatures?” the knight asked causing Serivia to do a double take.

“Oh shit,” she realised as she sae Samus’s look and realised that there was more going on.

“These are the people who fit the parameters mistress,” Samus said indicating to the seven. “However, you are the best judge of that,”

“Yes,” the large woman said as she stood and approached the group.

A tentacle reached down to pick up the blacksmith first by the arms. While she struggled, it was pointless as she was held up before the woman and turned around. After a moment the woman shook her head and placed her to one side before moving onto the next. Serivia was third in line and the agent looked around for an escape, but decided against it. That would soon be proven to be a bad idea as she felt the tentacle lift her up. While the eyes of the woman were covered Serivia could tell that she was interesting.

That was backed up as a holo-screen appeared next to her. “Well, that’s a little concerning,” the woman said in a deep but soft tone as she tilted her head slightly. “Your cybernetics could cause problems,” but it was her smile that make Serivia uneasy. “Nothing ventured,”

As she said that she opened wide extending her fangs. “No, please don’t,” the agent said as she began to struggle, but the tentacles constricted holding her tightly.

The fangs pierced her sin with ease and entered her. Serivia braced for pain, but felt a surge of eutrophic pleasure and tiredness fill her as a cocoon descended. She blinked in an effort to stay awake as the cocoon opened and a triangular tentacle was fitted to her mouth. That forced her to sleep. Her pod mates watched as she was placed into the cocoon and closed up. It was then placed into one of the pods of liquid.

They weren’t sure what was going on, but they didn’t like it. It wouldn’t last long however because they were taken to be corrupted.

OOOOO

Miranda walked down one of the corridors of the dungeon. The princess’ personal maid, Makee, followed her. She wasn’t sure as to why she was summoned to one of the abandoned dungeons, but orders where orders. So, in order to avoid losing her job, or worse her head, she made her way to where Rina was. But that didn’t help her mind to buzz with curiosity and questioning motives.

Why did the princess what her here? Why here? Why was Makee following instead of leading her? She didn’t have answers but knew that she could get them soon. They reached a door and Miranda opened it and immediately backed up. The inside of the room was covered in a purple substance which held several maids in the all. They were crying out in pleasure as tentacles moved in and out of their pussies an ass.

But most shocking was Rina who was walking around, her arms and legs covered in the substance. Tentacles inside her pussy and ass and her belly was swollen like she was pregnant. Miranda was about to turn around screaming when Makee pushed her inside and locked the door. Turning quickly, she slammed on the door with no success. A shadow soon descended over her making her turn to see a smiling Rina looking at her like a piece of meat.

“Time to expand the host,” she said as a tentacle moved in front of Miranda’s face and squirting something into her face sending her into a bliss filled dreams.  

Chapter 12

Major Kusanagi sat by herself checking the information she got from her implant. Ever since Serivia was taken, she had managed to track the cadet to a section in the forest and then, surprisingly, up into space. But the signal stopped when it moved behind one of the moons. This was surprising, concerning and made her somewhat hopeful. Surprising in that she didn’t thank that there was any space faring group in the system. Concerning in that she wasn’t sure the size or number of the latex creatures. This world couldn’t even stand up to a modern invasion force due to the primitive technology.

The most recent attack proved that and four special agents and one criminal wasn’t going to change that. But if Vitaly said that she could make some kind of immunity, then it could be used across the world to counter the threat, then they could take one of the ships and leave. But that was based on many many assumptions that she didn’t want to think of. But all of it relied on Vitaly’s loyalty and reliability. The woman was a criminal though and though, she practically invented several plagues on worlds killing billions.

But according to her, she was tracking a rouge Federation scientist who released them. They were obviously lies. Everything pointed to her, her education, her motives, philosophy and more just showed that she was the guilty party regardless of what she said. But the problem still remained about what to do. Vitaly said that creatures worked something akin to a hive mind. Largely, the individual was under the control of whoever corrupted them. But they still had a form of free will to act on the orders they received.

She assumed that if one could take out the Queen, then the rest might fall. But she wasn’t sure. Part of the reason was that she found another loyalty command in their genetic code. It wasn’t easy to find, but the scientist did find two signals. She was sure that one was for the queen but had no idea what the other one was for. Maybe some kind of Empress? They weren’t sure, and they would never be sure unless they had some way of getting…

Leaning back, Motoko began to consider that option. If she timed everything right, she could go and get the cadet back. Unlike the others, she was equipped with thermotic camouflage which allowed to practically be invisible. The question was, would the creatures notice?

OOOOO

Raven reached the edge of the forest with Samus, looking out at the city before them. Raven had fully settled into her corruption as an agent of the Matriarch. She was disappointed to not be the Matriarch’s trophy, but this form allowed her to do more than just be an object. She looked to the Queen of the Warrior host with a smile.

“Is everything ready?” she asked.

Samus nodded. “The people are ready to be ‘let go’. They have implanted memories and latex seeds inside them,”

“Good, stay here until I’m inside the walls,” she ordered before walking away.

Samus got down to one knee and activated her eye pieces and looks over to the side as Raven made her way to the site where she was to be ‘released’ with some others. It didn’t take long for the group of 10 to run towards the city gates with 3 latex warriors chasing the runaways. They fired stun rounds at the runaways in a mock effort to try and capture them. The rounds miss but land close to the runways to make them move in a zig zag to avoid them.

As the runways got close, a group of knights were deployed from the gates and chased off the warriors. One of the knights, Samus noted, was the Princess Rina which made her smile inwardly. It would make the takeover of the city easier. They had discussed what to do with the Princess and checked with the Matriarch. She agreed with the plan and the Queens made preparations for it before releasing the Princess back into the wild.

The Princess drove the warriors off and the ‘runaways’ managed to make it inside the city. Samus stood and walked away, communicating with the others. Soon the takeover the nation would begin, then the rest of the world.

OOOOO

Serivia Notredame gasped as cold air brushed against her nude and bound body. It had been like this for the past hour. She was strapped to a bondage frame that had her on her knees and her back bent. The room was dark with the only light coming from somewhere above. Beads of sweat dropped down her skin. Her hands and ankles were bound to the frame with some kind of latex cuffs which she quickly found out that they couldn’t be broken despite her enhanced strength.

She couldn’t remember how she ended up here, all she remembered was fear, panic, but little else. Just strapped to a kneeling frame with her back bent. The cool chill air brushed her skin causing her to shudder. It’s wasn’t unpleasant, but it did make her wonder what the purpose was for arousing her like this. The sound of bells soon echoed in her ears and she looked forward to see three women walk forward. All three of them wore some kind of fetishized version of nun habits.

The sides of the main robe were split, letting thigh skin show and show off the fact that they had thigh high heeled boots. The robes were sleeveless with each of the three wearing a pair of bicep long latex gloves with a ring for the middle finger. Their large breasts hung out proudly out from the latex. Their heads were also covered in latex but in an odd way. While they head their heads covered, only their mouths were showing and their eyes were covered with a piece of white latex covering their eyes. A gold pattern of some kind of latex creature on it, but she wasn’t sure what.

The nun in the middle, carried a round container of some kind. Something moved inside, but Serivia couldn’t tell what. The other two also carried small jars tat seemed to be made out of some kind of hardened latex.

“Who are you? What are you doing?” she asked as the middle one stopped and knelt in front of her while the other two moved to the sides of the agent. They opened the jars and began to pour a dark purple substance onto her exposed body.

As soon as the first drop touched her skin, her body responded by flooding her body with pleasure. “Wh.. no… s…s….stop….ah….” she moaned as her body responded to the unexpected and unwelcome pleasure.

The substance stuck to her like some kind of lotion, it was nice, to feel like this. Once the jars were empty, the two nuns next to her, got to their knees and began to rub the substance all over her body making her moan lounder. Soon her body was covered with the substance making her cum from just the fact that her body was being assaulted by all sides with pleasure. It was just too good to ignore.

While she wasn’t a virgin or inexperienced, her experience was quite vanilla with her being on the bottom and her lover, mostly men, being on top. It was what she was taught at the orphanage by the nuns. Her mind drifted how the women looked now to the ones back when she was young, but outside of vague outside and familiarity there was little connecting the two. After her third orgasm, the two nuns next to her leaned in and began to lick her nipples. As the first touch of their wet tongues made her cum.   

She had never felt this sensitive, this pleasure before. Her body wasn’t used to this and just went into overdrive with her pleasure. She didn’t know how to handle it, how to deal with it outside of just accepting it.

“Give in,” a voice said making her look around.

To her surprise, the nun keeling in font of her was the one who spoke. “Wh… what?” she asked.

“Give in, give in to the pleasure,” she said as she opened the container and several tentacles came out.

The sight of them made Serivia shiver in both fear and pleasure. Her mind racing with what could happen if she let them explore her body. She began to pant as she thought about how they would move over her body, penetrate her, use her, abuse her. The thoughts where… no she shook her head. She wasn’t a slut; she was a noble warrior of the Federation… but the pleasure.

“Give in…” the voices said in a calm, welcoming tone. “Give into the pleasure… give in to the corruption,”

She swallowed unsure what to do. One e the one hand she had her duty her beliefs, on the other she had irresistible pleasure… Drool dripped form her mouth as her body betrayed her with regular pulses of pleasure. She was going to cum again, but she resisted the urge to. She couldn’t, she couldn’t fall to the pleasure… she needed to resist.

The nun pushed the container forward and the tentacles began to brush her legs, ass and pussy. She cried out and came again at the sheer touch on her skin. But after wrapping around her legs and hips, they stopped teasing her ass and pussy. She whined at the lack of penetration. She wanted it, needed it, needed more pleasure. But this denial was painful, why was there no pleasure.

She blinked… a realisation hitting her. She looked to see that the two nuns no longer licking her nipples and the substance no longer tingling her body. A feeling of emptiness filled her and she began to moan. She wanted pleasure… she needed it.

“Please give me more,” she said. “Stop teasing me….”

“Give in,” the nuns said. “Give in to the pleasure, give in to the corruption,”

“Yes, I give in, please… just give me pleasure!” she practically yelled.

The substance activated flooding her senses with pleasure while the tentacles penetrated her and the nuns licked her nipples. Her mind, body and soul broke allowing her mind to be flooded with both pleasure and corruption. She welcomed the new duty.

OOOOO

Once the agent was lowered into the pod, the scientists set up a cube of sorts to speed up the corruption. It was an idea that one of them had so that instead of three months of corruption and transformation, it took a week or two. The Matriarch both did and didn’t like the idea. On the one hand, it would speed up the birth of new queens, on the other hand they didn’t know how the pod would react to the accelerated time.

So, they monitored the pod and cube to make sure that everything was going well. Aside from some questionable readings, it was mostly fine. But soon the lights turned green and the system shit down. Concerned the Matriarch got up and walked over to the pod.

“Is something wrong?” she asked.

One of the scientists looked up. “No mistress, the system shut down because the corruption is complete,”

“Oh,” she smiled. “Bring her up,”

The scientists said nothing as they moved to comply. The box opened up and the Matriarch pilled the cocoon out of the jelly and placed it on the platform she stood on. Like the last few times, she extended a claw and pierced the sac, opening it up. Amnionic fluid flowed out and the new queen fell out.  

“Oh, that’s interesting,” she said as she looked at the new queen coloured in a white and silver latex.

The new queens’ legs were fused. Similar to Boa’s lamia form, but unlike her they were snake like. Instead, it looked like her legs were mummified with latex straps. Her ankles and thighs locked with some kind of belt without a buckle. The straps ended at her hips when her latex body began. Her torso was fitted with what seemed to be a tight-fitting corset with cups covering her breasts.

Her head was covered with only her mouth being exposed and a blindfold covering her eyes. Her arms were clad in latex with wide baggy sleaves and a strip of latex hung both in front and at the back of her legs. The latex also had a gold pattern of tentacles that covered her body.

This was new and interesting. All the queens so far had some form of locomotion that was standard. Makimia’s wings, Boa’s snake form and Samus’s legs. But this no had no visible form of moving around. No wings, legs or serpentine tail. Maybe she was like the ball breeders and floated? It was possible. But such speculation was best put on hold until later. As for the patterns, she wasn’t sure. Maybe it had something to do with the accelerated time? Or implants? There were so many questions she wanted to ask but none could be answered yet.

The scientists came up with a stretcher and placed the new queen on it. “Let me know when you have the results,”

“Yes mistress,” the lead said before leaving.

Chapter 13: Unit ideas

Hi guys, hope you enjoyed the previous chapter. Sorry, it took a while. Anyway, I'm running a little short on unit ideas for the queens to use. I tend to use the game Latex Dungeon for reference, but that source, despite the roster, is running a little dry as I tend to use Slime, Tentacle, Latex and Demon enemies as a base for units. So I'm looking to you for ideas. Feel free to share and I'll credit you.

Also feel free to add story/ plot suggestions. I have an idea of where to go, but it's not set in stone. So I'm open to new ideas.

Chapter 14

Raven smiled as she looked at the princess in front of her. A fully corrupted minion of latex waiting for her next order and pleasure. Absentmindedly, she wondered what she could be used in the future when her role ended. Granted she could still be used as an infiltration expert, but her memories and lack of implants would be a problem. Even the most backwater citizen of the federation had DNA markers from their childhood where they had hair colouring implants. Maybe they could add them later? It was a decision for later.

She leaned back in her chai looking at the latex thrall who was meant to ‘interview’ her. Instead, she would be doing the interview. Licking her lips, Raven smiled at that.

“What’s the situation here,” Raven asked.

“The females knights are all corrupted as well as some of the maids,” the princess said with a moan as Raven took control of the tentacles inside the princess’ clothing. Encouraging her to speak with pleasure.

The princess moaned a she described what she did inside the walls and who she corrupted. But it was who the Federation agent that caught her attention.

“Major Kusanagi?” she asked, licking her lips. “That’s a good trophy,” she smiled. “A very good trophy,”

OOOOO

Vitaliy looked over the new commers but found nothing of note. There was no sign of the latex corruption, disease or anything. They were perfectly healthy human beings on a planet at the ass end of the galaxy. She sighed as she sat in a room that was now her cell. A gilded cage for someone who was trying to help out. It wasn’t a surprise, nor was it unexpected. She was still a criminal at the end of the day, regardless of the help she was giving.

But that didn’t stop her from planning, plotting, thinking about how to escape. But there was only one thing that came to mind, that being offering herself to these latex creatures. She didn’t know how they would react, but it was the best option she had. Getting away from the agents was the best way to survive.

“Huh wha…” a sound got her attention.

“Miss Vitality, we are here to escort you to the body,” a voice said.

“Is that the time already?” the scientist asked but shrugged. “Come in,” she called out as she stood as a dark-skinned knight walked in flanked by two fully armoured knights. “Where’s the regular guy?”

“He’s on leave. His wife is having a baby,” the knight said.

“Good for him,” the scientist said as she turned and placed her hands behind her back. “Let’s get this over with,” she said.

The knight walked up and locked a pair of shackles around her writs before leading her out of her room. The scientist began to think about how easy it would be to just snap the shackles and run. But decided against it. There was no way off this world and Kusanagi would likely kill her without a second thought. With that in mind, she put thoughts of escape to one side while she was led down to the cells. Now made her brow raise, but again put it to one side as they moved along. But it was when she was being led down a side corridor that wasn’t even aware of.

Now she was getting concerned. “Hey where are we….” She said as she began to only to be stopped as the feeling of latex met her hands and skin.

“Keep moving,” the knight said.

“Hey wait, stop,” she tried to yelled but was quickly silenced as some of the tentacles covered her mouth.

She could only mumble and feebly struggle against the restraints as she was led to a room at the far end. Moaning and grunting, she did her best to get away but the latex around her was so tight she couldn’t move. The door opened as they got close. Moaning met the scientists’ ears as she looked inside, the room filled with tentacles and maids. The walls were covered in a light purple latex-like substance and several women where in the wall. Their torsos pushed out while tentacles moved in and out of their pussies and asses.

See though tentacles were attached to their nipples, draining them of milk. Their faces were covered in a hood leaving their mouths open. They couldn’t speak, couldn’t take. All they could do was moan out in pleasure. One them had a large belly, making her look 9 months pregnant. Tentacles moved out of her pussy and a bowl opened up underneath her pussy.

The woman cried out in pleasure as a purple egg fell of her pussy. Followed by another, another and another. With each egg laid, the woman screamed in pleasure until she was empty. To Vitaliy’s amazement, the woman’s belly returned to normal. No sagging, no signs of wear or tear. The tentacles then returned and slid into her pussy and ass, moaning as she got fucked. Vitaliy just looked at them wide eyed and wondered if that was her fate. To be fucked and bred for the rest of her life. She didn’t have time to ponder it as a tentacle picked her up and pulled her into a transparent tube.

In fear and panic she looked around her trying to see where she could escape. She tried to kick at the transparent membrane, but it did little outside of bouncing her foot back. Something wet dripped from her cheek and hissed when it landed on her clothing. Quickly realising what was happening, she stopped moving and let the bacterial acid meld her clothing off. She had to sigh in relief that it wasn’t trying to digest her. But her cheeks do go red as it melted all of her clothing.

To her surprise, it felt the metal parts alone. While there was some acid scarring on parts of them, they were largely intact and fell to the bottom of the tube. They were then sucked out by another tentacle before the tube opened up and the tentacle that held her let her down. The corrupted knight then got a hold of her and pushed her forward. It didn’t take long for them to reach the end and into a large cave were several men and women were attached to the walls. But unlike the ones before, these weren’t awake. Nor were they being fucked. While naked and attached to the wall, they had tentacle masks that seemed to keep them asleep.

It didn’t take long for a group of tentacles to grab Vitaliy and pulled her into the wall. While she struggled, it was futile as the wall tentacles held her tightly before one wrapped around her jaw and lower face before filling her lungs with a gas. Consciousness slipped away from her. The resistance she tried failed within 10 seconds of trying, with her mind drifting into a deep sleep. Once she was out, the corrupted knight walked out with her two partners. There were two other’s they needed to get next.

OOOOO

As Serivia Notredame awoke, the feeling of constant arousal and pleasure met her. She moaned at the feeling, welcoming it like an old friend she ‘stood’ on her legs. Looking down she was both amazed and pleased with how she hovered off of the ground. She experimented with moving up and down, but it didn’t work. Her body could only float a few feet off of the ground. The latex ‘clothing’ she wore also fluttered as she hovered. Whatever propulsion kept her aloft also seemed to affect the looser parts of her latex.

She giggled at the feeling and moaned at the enteral pleasure she felt. Her body pulsed with sparks of pleasure and wondered if this feeling was permanent. She didn’t have long to question this as a purple latex clad woman wearing a white coat walked in.

“Ah you are awake,” she smiled. “Please follow me, the matriarch wishes to know what you can do,”

Serivia nodded and followed the scientist out.

OOOOO

Clare and her two friends burst down the door Kusanagi’s room. The agent looked to them with an unimpressed look. But that look vanished as she saw the look on their faces.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Vitaliy’s missing,” Clare quickly said.

Liddy caught her breath. “We were going to being her to check the refugees we have. But when we got to her room, she wasn’t there,”

“We checked with some of the staff,” Erica added. “No one saw her leave though the door,”

Checking their heartrates, facial expressions and other small cues, Kusanagi detected no deception in the three. While she was worried about something like this happening, she was also worried out the scientist’s mind control or, more problematic, the latex controlling them. But she saw nothing outside of honesty, which was arguable even worse. Cursing under her breath she stood and looked outside, trying to think as to where the scientist had fled. All thoughts turned to one only option, she had escaped to the latex.

It was the only option available to her, a way to escape. Which was only confirmed as Princess Rina walked in.

“My apologise, but one of my men saw the criminal run towards the forest,” she said. “We couldn’t catch her.

“Damn it!” Kusanagi growled. “We have to go after her,” she muttered. “She’s too dangerous to be let loose on a planet like this,”

“So, we’re heading out?” Clare asked and Kusinagi nodded.

“Now,” was all the major said as she left with her three trainees quickly following.

As they left, Rina inwardly smiled. Everything was going according to plan. She turned and left.

OOOOO

As the four Federation agents left the city, Samus smiled. The plan was going off without a hitch, for the most part. The knights were meant to bring out the scientist, but with an uptick in patrols, that wasn’t going to happen. So, the knights moved her to the seed chamber with several other promising Queen candidates. She looked to the forces she had assembled and smiled. Because she was the ‘Warrior Queen’, her forces were the best suited for the attack. The first attack was a proof of concept, but this one will be a proper take over.

As she watched the four go into the forest, she made a count to thrity before communicating with Raven with a wrist computer.

OOOOO

Queen Matilda walked down the corridor to her throne room. She had a meeting with a few traders about a tax increase that she was going to implement. Inwardly she was annoyed. She didn’t like dealing with people about taxes. If people just accepted the hike, then her life would me much easier. But no, people disliked taxes, disliked paying for basic necessities like wall maintenance, soldier’s pay and other things. But no, they handed to have their cake and eat it to failing to understand that some of that cake needed to go to someplace else.

But then again, what did she expect from dumb peasants? Poorly educated, understanding and more. But what else should a Queen expect from her subjects? As she approached the throne room, a noise met her ears. Looking to her guards, she noticed they heard the same thing as well as sharing her confused look. On reaching the door, they opened it and were frozen in place at the sight of her throne room.

The room was covered in purple latex. Not one piece of the polished marble or gold was visible within the room. Large pipes ran up the walls, pulsing with something inside. Several maids and guards There trapped in the walls and a couple were trapped in four pillars Set in front of the throne where someone sat.

Marilda looked on with anger and fear. Mostly the former as she stormed over to the stairs in front of the throne and looked up. She blinked as she saw one of the refugees sitting on a throne made out of tentacles. The woman smiled.

“My throne now,” the woman said.

Chapter 15

Kusanagi, Claire, Liddy and Erica made their way through the forest as quickly as they could. Their altered genetics allowing them to move over the tree’s rocks like predators such as lions or leopards. With Vitaly on the run, they needed to catch up with her as quickly as possible. They couldn’t let her get off world or worse establish herself on this planet. Despite the lack of technology, the Scientist was very resourceful and could, if she played her cards right, establish a cloning base to build an army or throw others off the scent.

She did it before on a low-tech world called Meridia. There she spent 10 years building a base and unleashed a series of clones that looked like her sending the Federation’s intelligence branch on a world goose chase for another 10 years. She may look young, barely out of her mid-twenties, but she was more along the lines of 50 or 60. Which wasn’t a surprised due to Federation medical tech and Vitaly’s own scientific knowledge.

As they moved deeper Claire stopped and looked around. “Hold up!” she yelled before the team could get further. “Something’s wrong here, something feels wrong,” she said looking around.

Despite being annoyed, Kusanagi looked around as well and could feel the same. Something felt wrong. Unlike the others, Kusanagi’s body was completely mechanical. Only her brain was real. Encased in a metal skull with some of the best human mimicking systems and sensors, she could pass for a human. But it was these sensors alerted her to a tree. She walked over to it and looked at it. After circling it a few times, she considered that her body needed to get re-calibrated, but she saw what she was detected. It was a small thing, however it stood out like a sore thumb.

A leaf, a single leaf on a single part on the tree was purple. But not just that, it was also slowing converting into latex. It still felt organic, with the internal parts of a leaf. But the colour changed due to something in the air, or ground. She pulled the leaf off and looked at it, turning it around in her fingers before noticing the light purple sap leaking from where she had pulled the leaf from.

The thick transparent sap fell onto a flower below it. Kusanagi squatted down and watched as the flower, similar to a sunflower but red and brown on the petals with a green centre. But as soon as the sap fell on it and cover it, the colours changed into variations of purple almost instantly. She just watched, not doing anything as she watched the flora in the area the sap was dripping fall and convert the land into latex. To say she was amazed would be an understatement.

In truth she was horrified at the revelation. Somehow the latex was terraforming the planet. She didn’t know the extent, how far along it was or if it could be reversable, but she needed to stop it.

“Change of plans,” she said as she looked to her recruits. “We need to stop this latex corruption,”

They just nodded before they looked to some parts of the trees. “We figured,” Claire said as she pointed to a patch of the tree she was standing in front of where a section of it was mix of purples. “It’s corrupting this world,”

Liddy and Erica pointed to the similar patches of purple. Soil or Liddy and a rock from Erica. Kusanagi nodded and jerked her head deeper into the forest. The three trainees nodded and followed the Major as they moved deeper into the forest. Masks extend out from their implants and covered their mouths. It wasn’t clear how the Latex was expanding out, but they didn’t want to take chances.

As they ventured deeper and deeper into the forest, it began to turn from a luscious green to a dark and ominous shades purple. Soon they began to slow as their sense of direction began to fail them. Paired with the lack of their GPS systems, that meant they had no idea where they were going. As they tried to figure out what was going one, a thought came to Claire. One that scared her. Summoning her arm cannon, she turned and directed it around her.

“Claire,” Kusanagi growled. “What are you doing?”

“It’s a trap,” she said. “Think about it, we haven’t found any signs of Vitaly out here. But what have we seen?”

“Clever girl,” a voice echoed across the clearing making heads turn.

“Samus,” Kusanagi muttered as she spied the former bounty hunter standing in a tree in all her blue latex glory. “You went missing some time ago, looks like something happened,”

“Oh yes,” the bounty hunter moaned. “I was changed from a lonely merc to a Queen of power,” she gasped as if she was in heat. “And the pleasure, oh the pleasure… it feels so good,” her voice was filled with lust as the lenses of her focused on the four in front of her. “And if you are lucky, you are next,”

“What makes you think we’ll willingly follow?” Liddy asked.

“We don’t,” a new voice chimed in.

The four turned to look and see a black and white serpentine woman slither out of a couple of trees. Weapons were summoned at that point and pointed at the new guest to the conversation.

“Oh, you all taste good,” she moaned. “The fear, the… need,” a smile spread across her face with fangs extended as she pulled herself from her snake half. “So good,” she muttered as she stood a good two heads taller than them.

“Boa, you know what the Matriarch ordered,” Samus warned.

“Oh, I’m aware,” the snake woman said in a dismissive tone. “I’m well aware,”

“Boa? As in Boa Handcock? The Pirate Empress?” Liddy asked in shock.

“The same,” Boa moaned. “But there is one other who you should be concerned about,”

The four blinked in response before a new voice got their attention. “Hello Major,” a soft yet authoritative voice said.

If Kusanagi had any blood, it would be running cold as she turned to look up and see Makima as she hovered in the sky with a pair of wings. Like the demon she had become, with the fanged smile not leaving her face.

“And here I thought you had died Makima,” Kusanagi shot.

The laugh that echoed was both enchanting and horrifying as Makima set down, looking at the major. “No such luck. But I have been showed a new purpose,”

“What are you planning? Corrupt us?” Erica asked as she readied her polearm.

Samus laughed as she jumped down from her perch. “Nothing so trivial,”

“The Matriarch wants you,” Boa continued.

“And what the Matriarch wants, she gets,” Makima finished.

“So do us a favour and come willingly,” Samus added. “It will be easier on all of you,”

The group of four looked to one another before firing at the closest target. Liddy and Erica targeted Boa, Claire fired at Samus and Kusanagi moved against Makima. Claire’s cannon cut through the trees where Samus used to be. But the former bounty hunter jumped out of the way as the tentacles around her arm formed her arm cannon. She fired several stun rounds at the agent who had similar speed to her.

Both were augmented on a genetic level. Samus had her genes edited by her adoptive Chozo family and the latex which also changed her on the genetic level. Claire had something similar done to her thanks to the agency needing super soldiers. The question was, who would win out? Who had the superior genetics? Claire chased after Samus, both their speeds matching. But the bounty hunter had more flexibility, which allowed her to move in ways that the agent couldn’t match.

The agent soon slowed as she lost sight of the former bounty hunter. She tried to extend her sensors out, trying to pinpoint the Bounty hunter, but land around her was covered, or converted, into the varied purples of latex. Relying on her eyes, she tried to focus on her surroundings, looking for the blue of Samus’ latex.

Humans, as a general rule of sight, have a 45-degree angle of sight. While this allowed humans to spot land-based predators and swooping animals. But this means that anything outside that cone would be missed. This was how shinobi and Ninja’s of old used to stay out of sight in the rafters. Few looked up from this 45-degree angle, unless it was due to one of the other senses detecting something.

Claire failed to look up until it was too late. Samus landed on her pinning her to the ground. “Never rely on your technology. It can fail you,” she spoke in an aroused husky voice.

The agent tried to struggle, but was tightly pinned to the ground while Samus placed binding tentacles on her. Claire struggled as the tentacles wrapped themselves round her arms and legs, locking them in place.

“Fuck,” the agent growled as the tentacles extended to effectively cocoon her.

“Soon, soon,” Samus muttered stroking her with a gentle touch.

OOOOO

Kusanagi pounced at Makima at speed, using her mechanical body to push herself forward faster than any biological being could. But Makima, being enhanced by the latex, managed to move out of the way, but not quickly enough allowing the major to land a cut on her side. She winced as she flew off away from the open field and landed not too far away, looking at her wound. It was dripping with a sticky purple liquid latex substance. As it dripped onto the ground, but began to change everything it touched into latex.

The wound healed quickly, however allowing her to look up and check around. The major was a tricky woman to deal with. She wasn’t just a soldier; she was a machine programmed with every piece of combat knowledge the Federation had. She was going to be hard to take down. Makima needed to plan this carefully. Thankfully, she Samus and Bos and set the battlespace for the best opportunity to grab the 4 agents. But that didn’t mean that capture was guaranteed, especially with a cyborg like the major.

She had something in mind, but needed to plan it right to get the major to come after her. Once the wound healed, she stood.

“Hiding? I’m not surprised. A coward like you woul….” She couldn’t finish as a laser shot at her.

Makima moved before pushing herself towards where the shot came from. She kept her wings close in, they were too big of a target and didn’t work inside the forest. Smaller target, harder to hit. As she approached the location where the major was, it was of no surprise to the Demon Queen that she wasn’t there. Fire and move had always been a standard tactic for Federations snipers and snipers in general. As Makima landed, there was a soft click before the ground below her exploded and sent her up in the air.

Pain, not the pleasurable kind, surged with her making her wince. But as she looked up into the sky, an idea came to mind. She smiled as she flipped herself and glided down to the floor.

Kusanagi watched as Makima glided down to the floor, looking a little worse for wear. It was a good thing that the woman still liked to talk allowing her to set up the trap. Makima was much like her, reactionary and planned. But more of the former than the latter. She maybe one of the best agents, didn’t mean that she didn’t have flaws that she could exploit. But it was clear that the Latex give her several advantages. Flight for one, but she already assumed that given the wings. Toughness was another, as was speed and claws, but outside of that she wasn’t sure.

The latex creatures she had taken out required a lot to be taken down. But as Vitaly pointed out, they were little more than warrior drones. Ones made for combat. Makima was something else, in fact Samus, Boa and Makima were all different. Samus was clearly made for combat, given the latex carapace she wore. Boa was the ambush predator who used her body to move though the forests with stealth, like a snake.

But Makima was a different story. She looked like a demon, probably due to her personality, but that made her less predictable than Boa or Samus. Samus would be a straight up fight, using her endurance, arm cannon, body and arsenal to fight. Weapons such as the power bomb, plasma lance, cryo shot and others would make her a tough warrior to fight. Boa again was simple as she would need to trap the snake woman. As for the demon? She’s tricky as she didn’t know how to react to her.

The original Makima relied on trickery, divisionary tactics and extreme measures. None of which would be useful here, so what should she do? Looking around, the major frowned as she watched the demon a few yards away, limping. Her wings torn, lacerations across her body, leaking the purple latex that acted as her blood. Did the bomb wound her more than she thought? Inwardly, the major smiled and began to move after her. She wasn’t going to let this opportunity escape her.

She kept back, not too far but close enough to keep an eye on the devil as they moved deeper and deeper into latex territory. But she did inch closer with each meter, ready to pounce. Soon she did. Makima turned, eyes wide with surprise as she was tackled to the ground by the agent.

“Got you now bitch!” Kusanagi growled.

To her surprise, Makima smiled. “I think not,”

The ground opened up and the two dropped into a deep latex covered cave. Their landing was cushioned by a thick padded latex floor. Once they were at the bottom the pair of them rolled away from each other and Makima showed off her healing abilities. Her wings repairing themselves in a matter of seconds. Kusanagi growled at that.

“Still playing games?” the agent asked.

“Always,” Makima answered as several large tentacles shot out to grab the major.

“Huh what the….” The major yelled as she was pulled up into the air eagle spread. “Ahhh damn it…” she growled as Makima flew up next to her. “Fuck you traitor,”

“Wrap around her belly,” the demon ordered and the tentacles responded.

A large thick tentacle wrapped around the major’s waist before Makima then removed the major’s limbs. The agent didn’t scream as her limbs were mechanical. They fell to the ground and scooped up by tentacles.

“Put her in a binding cocoon and take her to the ship,” she ordered as several latex drones arrived.

OOOOO

“MOVE!” Liddy yelled as she swung her sword at Boa who just danced out of the way while erica pulled back to get a better view of the battlefield.

As Liddy and Boa danced around each other, trading blows or dogging, Erica made her way up a tree and aimed her rifle. Without hesitating, she fired, but Boa moved out of the way and practically swatted Liddy away before she focused on Erica.

OOOOO

The Queen just looked up at Raven who smiled back, showing her fangs. Anger and fear flooded the Queen’s mind as the realisation dawned on her about what happened, and what the woman had just said quashing some of her fear.

“What do you mean your throne now?” she barked. “It’s my throne! It’s always my throne!”

“Not any longer mother,” Rina said as she stepped in from the side.

Her mother’s face went white as she looked at her daughter. Her shiny armour was gone, replaced with a latex bodysuit and carapace that similarly matched her old knight armour.  Only her mouth was visible which was twisted in pleasure. The Queen backed only to be grabbed by several tentacles and pulled up. She screamed causing her advisors to try and grab her, only for more tentacles to grab them as well. Rina didn’t react as her mother was pulled into a tentacle.

“Stop! Please,” the queen yelled, but her voice was quickly silenced as she was pulled into a cocoon with her advisors soon following.

Raven smiled. “Soon the kingdom, next the world,”