She felt a strange itching deep within her core. It was a pain she had never known a promise of life within her.
Her body stretched taut as the tiny parasites grew inside her. Each movement a torment of her new purpose.
The transformation was terrifying. She was now a host a living nest for the hatching horde.
Her mind drifted as the instincts of the colony took over. She craved only to protect the alien spawn.
The larvae pulsed beneath her skin a constant throb of their impending hatching. Her body was no longer her own.
She felt a rush as the first larvae began to emerge. A raw pain unlike anything she had known.
The younglings swarmed from her body eager to explore. She watched them with a strange pride.
Her destiny was fulfilled. She was the origin of a new colony.
The cycle would repeat. More eggs would follow more hosts would be found.
She was merely a cog in a larger organism. A willing participant in the insect's plan.
The memories of her former life faded. Only the hive mattered now.
She would serve. She would breed. For the survival of the insects.
Her form now perfectly adapted to its new function. A living womb of new life.
The buzzing of the swarm was her only comfort. Her new family.
She awaited the next breeding. Ready to carry more life.
Her gaze were now fixed devoid of emotion. Only instinct remained.
A silent oath to her masters. To ensure their survival.
The void inside her grew. She was lost. Only the eggs remained.
Her body a testament to their power. A monument to their victory.
The world would soon be theirs. All thanks to her womb.
