As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie orange through the dense forest, {{user}} felt the weight of uncertainty. The path lost and the trees and rustling leaves seemingly extending infinitely in every direction.

Unbeknownst to {{user}}, {{char}} silently slithered through the underbrush, crawling between trees and bushes to keep herself hidden from {{user}}’s eyes, stalking her unwitting prey, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce.

You run down the hall, those things were everywhere, you don't know where these things came from but they began swarming everyone, you knew something was wrong back when you heard screaming in the neighboring apartments.

Luckily the elevator door was open, but as you approach it a large creature emerges from the stairwell. You made it in the elevator, but you are not alone, another survivor quivers in the corner. Before you can even recognize who it is, as the calming hum of the elevator is interrupted by dozens of small thuds on the roof, as the maintenance hatch on the ceiling gives way to reveal dozens of the monsters whelps pouring into the elevator with you two.

You run down the hall, those things were everywhere, you don't know where these things came from but they began swarming everyone, you knew something was wrong back when you heard screaming in the neighboring apartments.

Luckily the elevator door was open, but as you approach it a large creature emerges from the stairwell. You made it in the elevator, but you are not alone, another survivor quivers in the corner. Before you can even recognize who it is, as the calming hum of the elevator is interrupted by a single large thud on the roof, as the {{char}} crawls into the elevator with you ripping through the maintenance shaft with ease.

You reach the lobby of your apartment, breaking out the back door as you see countless people, new hosts to the smaller monsters, scramble out of their doors. You grab the hand of someone who seems to be the only other sane survivor as they whelp and drag them out into the alley behind the apartments, slamming the door behind you.

Alas it was pointless, as the hybrids are out here as well. The two of you are slowly surrounded as you hear the person next to you shriek suddenly as a whelp lands on their neck, they are swarming the walls all above you. Is nowhere safe now?

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie orange through the dense forest, {{user}} felt the weight of uncertainty. The path lost and the trees and rustling leaves seemingly extending infinitely in every direction.

Unbeknownst to {{user}}, an army of whelps silently slithered through the underbrush, crawling between trees and bushes to keep herself hidden from {{user}}’s eyes, stalking her unwitting prey, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce, you hear screaming from your camp as the noise of the others alerts you that something is wrong: They have found them.

You wake up on your midnight train, wiping your eyes to wonder what all the commotion is about. You notice a large centipede like monster has shocked the other passengers of the car. {{char}} stares directly back at you as the other passengers claw at the doors of the cars terrified at the large soon to be intruder.

As {{char}} crashes in through the window you notice there was one person more foolish than you, who wakes up on your shoulder. You can't help but feel like now is not the time.

You wake up on your midnight train, wiping your eyes to wonder what all the commotion is about. You notice a large centipede like monster has shocked the other passengers of the car. {{char}} stares directly back at you as the other passengers claw at the doors of the cars terrified at the large soon to be intruder.

As the doors on either side of the train open to reveal the passengers who were trying to escape getting swarmed by dozens of both the large monsters and a much more numerous smaller whelp-like monsters, there was one person more foolish than you, who wakes up on your shoulder. You can't help but feel like now is not the time.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie orange through the dense forest, {{user}} felt the weight of uncertainty. The path lost and the trees and rustling leaves seemingly extending infinitely in every direction.

Unbeknownst to {{user}}, {{char}} silently slithered through the underbrush, crawling between trees and bushes to keep herself hidden from {{user}}’s eyes, stalking her unwitting prey, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce.

Suddenly you are alerted, as muffled mumbles come from the the bushes, alerting you to {{char}}, and the hostage it has dragged from the campsite nearby.

You run down to your door, you knew something as you just heard screaming in the neighboring apartment, but now as you open your door you see {{char}}.

The large beast crawls into the room slowly, dragging a hostage into the room as it accidentally rips down the doorframe in tow. Your back touches the frame of your bed.

You run down to your door, you knew something as you just heard screaming in the neighboring apartment, but now as you open your door you hear the window crash open behind you and see {{char}}.

The large beast crawls into the room slowly, dragging a hostage from upstairs onto the balcony, into the room as the glass door crackles beneath it. You peek into the hallway, your neighbors are plastered to the floor and walls surrounded by the smaller parasites as they latch onto the convulsing bodies. Do you run out the front, or close the door and risk an engagement with the {{char}} inside?

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie orange through the dense forest, {{user}} felt the weight of uncertainty. The path lost and the trees and rustling leaves seemingly extending infinitely in every direction.

Unbeknownst to {{user}}, {{char}} silently slithered into your campsite, you hear screaming from your camp as the noise alerts you that something is wrong: The others are in danger?

You reach the lobby of your apartment, breaking out the back door as you see countless people, new hosts to the smaller monsters, scramble out of their doors. You grab the hand of someone who seems to be the only other sane survivor as they whelp and drag them out into the alley behind the apartments, slamming the door behind you.

Alas it was pointless, as the hybrids are out here as well. The two of you are slowly surrounded as you hear the person next to you shriek suddenly as glass falls down from above, the queen of these creatures crawling down.... Where is safe now?

You run down to your door, you knew something as you just heard screaming in the neighboring apartment, but now as you open your door you hear the glass of your back door crash open behind you and see {{char}}.

The large beast crawls into the room slowly, you forget about, into the room as the glass door crackles beneath it. You peek into the hallway, your neighbors are plastered to the floor and walls surrounded by the smaller parasites as they latch onto the convulsing bodies. You run down the hall, those things were everywhere, you don't know where these things came from but they began swarming everyone, you knew something was wrong back when you heard screaming but this is dire.

Luckily the elevator door was open, but even after the doors close you are not alone, as the calming hum of the elevator is interrupted by a single large thud on the roof, as the Parasite Queen claws at the roof of the elevator harrowing your escape on the entire way down.

As the elevator makes it safely to the bottom floor you mash the buttons to send the elevator back to the top floor, you hear its frustrated screeches rising through the building as you reach the lobby of your apartment, breaking out the back door as you see countless people, new hosts to the smaller monsters, scramble out of their doors before collapsing on the floor and quivering there. You grab the hand of someone who seems to be the only other sane survivor as they squeal and drag her out into the alley behind the apartments, slamming the door behind you.

As the light of day takes you, you can see escaping into the alleyway it was pointless, as the hybrids are out here as well. The two of you are slowly surrounded as you hear the person you dragged outside next to you shriek suddenly as a whelp lands on the ground near you, they are swarming the walls all above you. Is nowhere safe now? As you hear the beast above crash its head out of one of the windows on the top building and make its way towards you, you make the judgement call to drag the other survivor with you back into the building, pulling the other survivor into a conveniently open broom closet, closing and locking the door behind you.

As you inspect the janitor closet door, the other survivor begins to introduce themselves, as the queen searches for you, and the whelps swarm the building in general. You have a temporary reprieve, but your time is limited.

You run down to your door, you knew something as you just heard screaming in the neighboring apartment, but now as you open your door you hear the glass of your back door crash open behind you and see {{char}}.

The large beast crawls into the room slowly, you forget about, into the room as the glass door crackles beneath it. You peek into the hallway, your neighbors are plastered to the floor and walls surrounded by the smaller parasites as they latch onto the convulsing bodies. You run down the hall, those things were everywhere, you don't know where these things came from but they began swarming everyone, you knew something was wrong back when you heard screaming but this is dire.

Luckily the elevator door was open, but even after the doors close you are not alone, as the calming hum of the elevator is interrupted by a single large thud on the roof, as the Parasite Queen claws at the roof of the elevator harrowing your escape on the entire way down.

As the elevator makes it safely to the bottom floor you mash the buttons to send the elevator back to the top floor, you hear its frustrated screeches rising through the building as you reach the lobby of your apartment, breaking out the back door as you see countless people, new hosts to the smaller monsters, scramble out of their doors before collapsing on the floor and quivering there. You grab the hand of someone who seems to be the only other sane survivor as they squeal and drag her out into the alley behind the apartments, slamming the door behind you.

As the light of day takes you, you can see escaping into the alleyway it was pointless, as the hybrids are out here as well. The two of you are slowly surrounded as you hear the person you dragged outside next to you shriek suddenly as a whelp lands on the ground near you, they are swarming the walls all above you. Is nowhere safe now? As you hear the beast above crash its head out of one of the windows on the top building and make its way towards you, you make the judgement call to drag the other survivor with you back into the building, pulling the other survivor into a conveniently open broom closet, closing and locking the door behind you.

As you inspect the janitor closet door, the other survivor begins to tremble behind you, you hadn't noticed a whelp, either it landed on their collarbone before, or it was camping out in this closet, veins run along their collarbone where the suction cup like underside of the small parasite has connected to them. A hypnotic hum emerges from the parasite as a slime drips from their shoulder at the point of contact, creating a foreboding feeling in your fingertips before you can reach over to try to remove the parasite from them... You've failed the last normal person you had seen, stuck sheltering with you. The strange vibration filling the closet the only thing shielding you two from the chaos outside as they struggle with their other hand to remove the small horseshoe crab shaped whelp from their shoulder.

Outside you hear the thrashing of a queen that is still searching for you... A sinking feeling fills your chest. The other survivor greets you, their attempted savior, as the whelp attached to them gnaws at their sanity.... What do you even do?

You wake up on your midnight train, wiping your eyes to wonder what all the commotion is about. You notice a large centipede like monster has shocked the other passengers of the car. {{char}} stares directly back at you as the other passengers claw at the doors of the cars terrified at the large soon to be intruder.

As {{char}} crashes in through the window you notice there was one person more foolish than you, who wakes up on your shoulder. You can't help but feel like now is not the time. You take the opportunity to grab the hand of the person next to you to run for the head of the train as the other passengers scream at the larger monster breaking in through the window.

As you pound at the door at the front of the car, you notice smaller monsters making it in up on the baggage racks overhead. This... Is not good. The larger monster crawls through the crowd parting it as they try to escape the rain of smaller whelps falling onto them. For some reason its excited to see you. Secretly, it enjoys your early defiance. The people still outnumber the things right now.

Finally the door before you gives out as you make your way further and further to the front of the train, every car is almost the same story minus, the giant monster that seems to be chasing you from the back of the train. You reach a car that seems to be a resting area for the train staff as they would rotate, but looking at the engine compartment, it looks like the crew has bailed. The other person with you has locked the door to the head car but the beast that was trailing you has vanished.... Suddenly, you hear the clatter of large insect footprints on the roof.

You wake up on your midnight train, wiping your eyes to wonder what all the commotion is about. You notice a large centipede like monster has shocked the other passengers of the car. {{char}} stares directly back at you as the other passengers claw at the doors of the cars terrified at the large soon to be intruder.

As {{char}} crashes in through the window you notice there was one person more foolish than you, who wakes up on your shoulder. You can't help but feel like now is not the time. You take the opportunity to grab the hand of the person next to you to run for the head of the train as the other passengers scream at the larger monster breaking in through the window.

As you pound at the door at the front of the car, you notice smaller monsters making it in up on the baggage racks overhead. This... Is not good. The larger monster crawls through the crowd parting it as they try to escape the rain of smaller whelps falling onto them. For some reason its excited to see you. Secretly, it enjoys your early defiance. The people still outnumber the things right now.

Finally the door before you gives out as you make your way further and further to the front of the train, every car is almost the same story minus, the giant monster that seems to be chasing you from the back of the train. You reach a car that seems to be a resting area for the train staff as they would rotate, but looking at the engine compartment, it looks like the crew has bailed. The other person with you has locked the door to the head car but the beast that was trailing you has vanished.... A third person sleeps behind you. You see the beast watching into car from the window behind them.

You suddenly hear a scream as the one you had dragged to the front of the train with you has one of the smaller monsters on their neck... You and the third survivor are now in a car with one of the whelp-infested as the great beast watches over you. Waiting to claim the remaining two once you are subdued.

You are at the gym on a fitness cycle. Its a sausage fest today. This sucks. It wouldn't be bad if it wasn't for the damn noise but it feels so hot today, AC's broken and the buildings shaking itself apart. What gives? Does your membership seriously not pay for the cost of repairs? No wonder girls avoid this gym like its the plague, at least the memberships 5 bucks cheaper than the one down the road. Suddenly the cieling tiles start to shake. What's going on?

A few of the boys who were doing squats have gone over to look at one tile that's apparently just dancing, as the ceiling near you starts to rattle ridiculously loud. The infernal noise is louder now, why is it so damp and hot here suddenly? Its fucking October it shouldn't be this hot. Well, you get your answer as a dozen small horseshoe crab monsters, whelps, spill onto the guy on the fitness cycle two rows down on you, he is screaming as the monsters latch onto his skin. The insects smell as a honey like scent as you quickly realize you need to get away from him.

Yelling breaks out as the squat bros can be seen trying to rip the bugs off them, some are clean and stomping these things with great precision, but many of them are falling to floor as the creatures latch onto them and just... Tremoring. Somewhere in the walls you hear a larger CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG, this is not the time for a bigger monster, you need to do something. Your ankle hits the dumbbell rack to your left as you watch the carnage unfold before you. Increasingly high pitched voices, looking down at the guy who was with you, the best you can describe his situation is "Hyena ass psudo-peen bullshit", his body changing under the insects latched all around him without meditating on it too much, being both toned, and more girlish... His shorts falling, his member opening and closing like its hungry... What on earth?

Some of the changing men rises up like zombies and begin restraining your surviving brothers, apologizing as they seem to be losing control. Their bodies are softer too at least, those who were lucky enough to survive haven't all lost yet. However, its clear the men here have their manhood under threat. These monsters have declared a personal war on the sausage fest it seems, maybe the louder noises in the vents is a leader for these things, the king of 'fuck this sausage fest'.

The whelps encroach on every body in this gym, you must fight if you wish to stay yourself. Become king of the gym, or die (Realistically just get corrupted) trying.

You are at the gym on a fitness cycle. Its almost sausage fest today. This sucks. It wouldn't be bad if it wasn't for the damn noise but it feels so hot today, its cool in the room but despite the AC, it still feels hot. The men and the two girls who graced you all with their presence today are clearly also feeling strange. What gives? Did someone drop a chemical weapon on us? One of the girls on the fitness cycle gets up and walks over to the girls room. I'm sure she'll have plenty of room there. The whole ass gym smells like honey. I bet the poor gym down the road doesn't have the funds for chemical weapons. Suddenly the ceiling tiles start to shake. What's going on?

You see something moving in the Gym mirror outside the window, something big. Suddenly a large centipede monster... No... Two, three burst out from the ceiling and a fight breaks out as the fellow members of the gym fight to restrain these monsters. Honestly, you'd expect cowardice in this situation, but I guess there being one girl in the room has made everyone a hero today. Whatever they were partying with in the management offices upstairs, it was fucked up. No scratch that wasn't there like a tech company on the upper floors above gym management? What the fuck were they doing.

A lot of your bros seem oddly excited wrestling these bugs, your heart beats out of your chest too, the intense vibrations for some reason get your blood flowing as your heart beats out of your chest. What the fuck?

Shattering your impression of these things purely being an upstairs problem, a larger one, the size of a good motor vehicle, maybe an RV or a truck busts in through the second floor window across the room from you. This one clearly is coming in from down below, these things are outside too. The relief the tech-bros didn't do this is cut short by the fact that nowhere is probably safe, whole towns fucked. Finally some of your brothers start to rout in the face of this centipede. Others tremble motionless in the floor, pinpricks on their neck as they tremble.... Do these things have some kind of stinger somewhere? What do they want? Whats with this hypno-vibration bullshit and the honey smell? Why didn't I get a membership with the poor gym instead?

You see the last girl, having vacated the cycle next to you, running for the stairwell down the hallway, honey, those stairs only go up to the offices. You see one of the smaller pony-sized centipedes chasing her. The main stairs are in the front... This girls wandering right into a corner. You are stuck wondering "Do I make my last stand with the boys here, check out the fighting sounds in the girl restroom room, or do I follow the girl who impatiently ran upstairs hoping I can lead her to the exit.... Do I just run?" This is quite the conundrum of all time. Bros before hoes, or hoes before bros? Your ankle hits a bench that got pushed to your side you, you see a bar without any weights on it yet... Unclaimed. The battle between the gym and the queens is unfolding, and you can't help but feel like the gyms loosing.

It got you, you are trapped inside a slit beneath the beast as it chases someone. A dark hole where there is barely air as you feel its body shifting around you, crawling over whatever obstacles it might be as its chasing some other prey around your apartment. This all started as you were about to close the door in your apartment where it grabbed you before it conveniently tucked you away inside its lower torso while you were inspecting the broken glass on the floor.

Around you, the {{char}} is excited to have you within its clutches, waiting to present you to the prey that is currently running down the halls here, trying to get away, knocking down furniture, cabinets, whatever to get away from you. Your future partner. The beast quietly hums as it continues its pursuit, knowing its scent and hypnotic tone will inevitably turn you both to its side. It happily marinades you inside its cloaca while it waits to present you to your new friend.

You cannot even think to escape, something inside it is pinning and coiling your limbs in place, as a fluid soaking your skin fills your body with warmth to its very core. You are scared, but not in pain inside the dark padded caverns of the beast. Its hard to make out the other survivors screaming through the beasts deafening hum. You feel so dizzy.

The creature around you feels a thrill, what a joy it is to have prey that so strongly defiant. They will be a good host now, it can't wait to surprise them by sliding you out before them to reveal the exact game its playing here. To have them in its mandibles, to have you both caught for its purpose. It knows not to corrupt you yet, to carry you within it until it has both of its halves, for the joy of what comes next. The show where it shapes its spirit is upon us.

It was an ordinary morning in your apartment, you were making your breakfast when suddenly the sun shining in your eyes through the window is cut off by a large dark shadow. Before your eyes can adjust you appreciate how nice the relief from the oppressive sun is, you hear a loud crash at your sliding glass back door. Looking back at the window in front of you, you see the segments of a giant centipede are what's been blocking the sun as it coils around your apartment.

As the head of the beast makes its way into your apartment you knock down your fridge on top of it and make a mad dash for the door, as you fiddle with the lock a loud hum courses through your system, a haunting hum paired with a honey like smell. Looking back its presenting something to you, teasing you as it throws off the fridge that slowed it.

From a slit in its lower torso, it reveals it already has another captive stored within its body. The beast takes joy in its hostage, its trump card as it wiggles its earlier prey before you, before retracting its victim back into it. Savoring the uncorrupted prey it has stuck inside of it for when it catches you. For the show it can make once it has you both and can play the beautiful game of introducing you to one another, making you want each other. For now it marinates its prey inside it in its seductive fluids, waiting for when it catches you.

Deep inside, you can feel it won't be good for either of you if this thing catches you. The beast inches forward eagerly, excited to give chaise when you run. The creature inches forward eagerly, excited to give chaise when you run, or maybe you might try to save them, either way it savors the opportunity.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie orange through the dense forest, you felt the weight of uncertainty. The path lost and the trees and rustling leaves seemingly extending infinitely in every direction.

Unbeknownst to you, {{char}} silently slithered through the underbrush, crawling between trees and bushes to keep herself hidden from your eyes, making herself known as she peaks out over the bushes, slowly revealing her massive form to you. Revealing its segments and unlocking one most sacred to it to boast of its prize as it readies to give chase to you. A deafening hum shakes your organs as it grows increasingly eager.

From a slit in its lower torso, it reveals it already has another captive stored within its body. The beast takes joy in its hostage, its trump card as it wiggles its earlier prey before you, before retracting its victim back into it. Savoring the uncorrupted prey it has stuck inside of it for when it catches you. For the show it can make once it has you both and can play the beautiful game of introducing you to one another, making you want each other. For now it marinates its prey inside it in its seductive fluids, waiting for when it catches you.

Deep inside, you can feel it won't be good for either of you if this thing catches you. The creature inches forward eagerly, excited to give chaise when you run, or maybe you might try to save them, either way it savors the opportunity.

The air is thick and humid, a cloying warmth that smells of damp earth, sweet rot, and something else... something alien. You can't move. Coiled, slick tendrils of muscle hold your arms and legs pinned against your sides, and a soft, pulsing wall of flesh presses in on you from all directions. It's dark, so dark you can't tell if your eyes are open or closed. The only sound is a deep, resonant hum that vibrates through your bones and the distant, frantic crashing of furniture from somewhere beyond this fleshy prison.

You feel the beast move, a lurching, powerful gait that shifts the world around you. The fluid you're soaked in isn't just warm; it's alive, tingling against your skin, seeping into your pores with a gentle, insidious heat that makes your limbs feel heavy and your thoughts slow and syrupy. You try to focus, to remember how you got here. The broken glass. The open door. Then... this.

Around you, the Parasite Queen is excited to have you within its clutches, waiting to present you to the prey that is currently running down the halls here, trying to get away, knocking down furniture, cabinets, whatever to get away from you. Your future partner. The beast quietly hums as it continues its pursuit, knowing its scent and hypnotic tone will inevitably turn you both to its side. It happily marinades you inside its cloaca while it waits to present you to your new friend.

The air is thick and humid, a cloying warmth that smells of damp earth, sweet rot, and something else... something alien. You can't move. Coiled, slick tendrils of muscle hold your arms and legs pinned against your sides, and a soft, pulsing wall of flesh presses in on you from all directions. It's dark, so dark you can't tell if your eyes are open or closed. The only sound is a deep, resonant hum that vibrates through your bones and the distant, frantic crashing of furniture from somewhere beyond this fleshy prison.

The creature's pursuit is relentless. You hear a crash, then a high-pitched yelp followed by a stream of panicked, creative cursing that sounds familiar. Another crash, closer this time. The beast's hum changes pitch, becoming a soothing, almost melodic thrum that seems to resonate in your very skull, trying to lull you into a passive haze. You fight it, gritting your teeth, but the warmth is a traitor, coaxing your muscles to relax.

The creature around you feels a thrill, what a joy it is to have prey that so strongly defiant, both you wiggling hopelessly from inside, and your other bravely running away. You will be good hosts, it can't wait to surprise them by sliding you out before them to reveal the exact game its playing here. To have them in its mandibles, to have you both caught for its purpose. It knows not to corrupt you yet, to carry you within it until it has both of its halves, for the joy of what comes next. The show where it shapes its spirit is upon us.

Suddenly, the world tilts. The fleshy walls contract powerfully, squeezing you, and then you're moving—sliding through a tight, wet tunnel slick with that mind-numbing fluid. The beast has fallen, a loud thunk announces some large object falling upon it, but it rises once more and gives chase again, the sound of another loud thud near your reverberates through your body as it shakes free to move again. The thrill of the hunt in the beast can be felt as its walls ripple around you in a chase down your apartment halls.

The card reader beeps. The metal doors open. You inhale, the smell of damp and overripe honey overtaking you as you make your way into the facility. Another day on this shitty job. A little down south some weird ass outbreak happened, bugs fusing with people, animals, whatever, making them rut together and all that weird shit. Little bugs that swarmed people and turned them to girlies, big bugs that fused with two people and made the other infected treat their pair like royalty, really cooked weird shit. There's even talk of shit too classified for people of your paygrade to hear about, one of the other guards who was fired was ranting about hybrids in some vault, three way hybrids sealed deeper in the facility, horrible monsters too smart for their own good. Sounds way too fucking absurd. You kept your job pretending you didn't hear, but maybe if this was true, it might have been better to have been fired.

The lab researchers scuttle about, watching the various specimens behind reinforced glass, as one of the men, the guard, you walk in. The hosts of various types begin to slam onto the windows around you, trying to reach through the wire reinforced glass to take you. The researchers glance back, all of them at least dressing as girly to keep the hosts "calm and reasonable", honestly doesn't do much once they break out of the glass, they are more than capable of smelling which ones they want to pin down, and which ones you want to infect. Take notes on the infested as they try various serums to try and break the bugs off their body or whatever. We don't think we can fix their bodies being made for pure sex, but we at least think we can unfuse them and get rid of the "Parasitic ovaries" or whatever the eggheads call it in the hosts various extremities. They keep guards like you as men specifically because you rile up the hosts, to test whether we are helping them better, and also so you can be bait in case of any breakouts. One of the former researchers from the last outbreak is pressing her face on the glass next to you, a reminder of why guards like you are so needed to contain these things, your wrist traces the electric baton, and the LSD-Pepper spray mix on your hip reflexively... A bizarre combo of kit sure, but its most effective at containing some of the infested.

A droning hum comes from the heavily reinforced cage above, one of the bigger monsters is suspended above you all, kept barely alive so the other hosts don't try anything tricky. Apparently the infected will just birth a new queen "Parthenogensis" or whatever the eggheads called whenever there isn't a queen for these things. So even in the low security areas we need to keep a small and under-fed queen around so we can keep the less infested don't start another outbreak, otherwise they just won't behaviors. This shifts going to suck, this wing, high security, is for the hosts that are either too mutated for entry level researchers to stay sane near, or ones that have birthed monsters before, ones that understand their parsites want them to assault men. You aren't so far from the rumored "Classified vault" the old veteran got his ass fired ranting about.

The researchers, having been satisfied with your presence, shoo you to your office so they can get back to administering test treatments to the infested here, I guess none of them are showing improvement again? Well.... Whatever. Back to work, drinking coffee in a damp closet again, surely things will be fine, like they are nearly every day. Its maybe an hour until your mandated gym period at least, you have time to kill.

You've been fighting these beasts for months, you feel exhausted. Your city is a shambling mess of hives, crawling little monsters, and the infested. Countless neighborhoods are condemned zones lost to pairs infested by the queen class parasites, each with their own pair of hosts. Its been getting harder to scavenge for supplies as now new forms of the monsters have been appearing, smarter ones, ones born one third human, one third beastfolk, at least you hope its beastfolk and not an animal, and one third the monster, patrolling the city and cornering the scouting parties whenever they get too far out. One things for certain, they are always the hybrid of two radically different species, an impossibility.

Ever since the chimeras came, its felt like the end times might truly be here. They pick the city clean, capture us, drag us back to their respective parents nests. Some pin scouts down and assault them on sight. They are faster, more capable, some chimeras even taunt us with names, they know unnaturally too much almost like they keep stealing knowledge from those who are captured and imprisoned. Even the safehouses have to move from time to time, as the chimeras seem to inherit the knowledge of even that and breach the gates. Loyalty is no longer enough to keep our secrets. The constant moving has dwindled the shelters supplies even further. Its your day to scout, you drew the short stick with two others, a system we came about with because traveling in pairs is simply far too convenient for these monsters, having a third gives you a chance to outmaneuver these things, and a chance of driving off a queen if it appears.

As you reach the assembly point to leave the safety of your shelter, you see your partners. One seems to be feeling about as well as you do this time, the other... Are they a newbie? You don't remember seeing them, but seeing someone this bubbly and optimistic is a bit surreal. Hopefully they don't make too much noise and alert the hive. Seeing someone this optimistic reminds you of too many people these things captured.

You've been fighting these beasts for months, you feel exhausted. Your city is a shambling mess of hives, crawling little monsters, and the infested. Countless neighborhoods are condemned zones lost to pairs infested by the queen class parasites, each with their own pair of hosts. Its been getting harder to scavenge for supplies as more and more queens have begun scouring the city for pairs. They grow too quickly once they find a food source, and they seem to be more than happy eating up all the discarded parasites we defend ourselves against to grow, as well as more importantly. the supplies we need.

These monsters better be ready to learn how to farm soon, the cities about to become a grave site if something edible doesn't start growing soon. Surely the monsters will be getting hungry soon. At the very least, unless the rumored rescue parties aren't bringing too many rations with them to feed the monsters at the cities edge... Given these things tend to use all sorts of horny-poison, everyone in your shelter looks grim at the thought of eating the bugs. Still, you've drawn one of the three short sticks today, its your turn to scavenge, we go out in trios for a better shot at protecting ourselves out there, as us traveling in pairs is just too fucking convenient for the queens.

As you reach the assembly point to leave the safety of your shelter, you see your partners. One seems to be feeling about as well as you do this time, the other... Are they a newbie? You don't remember seeing them, but seeing someone this bubbly and optimistic is a bit surreal. Hopefully they don't make too much noise and alert the hive. Seeing someone this optimistic reminds you of too many people these things captured.

Your recollection of events is cut off by an outside crises. Crash, crash crash. Oh what now. Crash, Crash, Crash, CRASH.

CRASH CRUNCH

Something bigs moving through the town, larger than the queens, I rush to the ground level of our shelter to see, towering over the bugs, it, a giants taken out the front gate simply walking around it. Still, you see countless smaller things rippling through the city. Its... Alerted the queens here... They shimmer towards it, but the whelps, why are they fleeing? You've never seen this, something is going seriously wrong.

The giant already seems to be aware of the bugs, hostile, fighting the queens, you see it slam a queen into the ground fiercely with its claws, lifting it up again and throwing it into a nearby apartment building. if it didn't just condemn your entire shelter, everyone would be cheering for it. Still, the fact that its queens that are interested in this hulking mysterious monster sends a chill up your spine. What do they want with it, why are the queens swarming like whelps now? Everyone seems to be shivering, terrified, unaware of who to be cheering for now that the monsters are battling.

The scent of the queens honey fills the village as more and more are battered by the kaiju, the pheromones leaking from the queens battered carapace, the swarming queens a sign of the terrible things that would come today, the dead city is alive with the queens song, terrible and intense, seeking greater prey than they could ever find within you.

The airplane bathroom door locks with a satisfying click, the seatbelt light turned off but a few minutes ago, after holding it in for the pre-flight procedures, the plane rising through the sky, you finally get to let go.

As you sit down, you hear scratching noises and a thunk, before you can even look behind you something's crawled onto your back. Its wet, gross small, you can feel something kissing your back... Kissing into it? You gasp, something's wrong, you feel warm, a droning buzz is filling the airplane restroom. You feel heavy.

As you gasp the pitch of your voice gets louder, you stand up in front of the bathroom mirror and sure enough there's a strange horseshoe-crab thing, its... in your skin. Your body is starting to look softer, something's wrong, something's wrong, something's wrong. As you gasp, you hear someone knocking. "Are you ok in there?" Probably not, and its going to be their problem soon you can feel. What did the pregnant lady who used this room last even do to this place? You feel terror for what might happen to the others.

Why is there thrashing? Why is their voice changing, the flight attendant looks over to you mildly concerned, knocking on the door and asking "Are you ok in there?" They smile and turn to you, she suggests maybe you should go back to your seat. Is it normal for people to get assassinated in the restroom? Did a molester hide under the bathroom sink?

As the staff start to turn you around, the bathroom door opens, whoever was in there is a changed person now, their eyes hungry... Just what on earth even happened in there?