She felt a strange tingling sensation deep within her womb. It was a pain she had never known a promise of life within her.
Her body stretched taut as the alien larvae grew inside her. Each movement a torment of her new purpose.
The transformation was complete. She was now a host a living nest for the hatching horde.
Her mind drifted as the urges of the hive took over. She craved only to nurture the growing life.
The eggs pulsed beneath her skin a constant rhythm of their impending arrival. Her body was no longer her own.
She felt a surge as the first creatures began to break free. A raw sensation unlike anything she had known.
The younglings swarmed from her body eager to feed. She watched them with a strange pride.
Her purpose was fulfilled. She was the mother of a new generation.
The cycle would continue. More larvae would follow more victims would be found.
She was merely a part in a larger machine. A willing participant in the grand design.
The dreams of her former life dissolved. Only the colony mattered now.
She would serve. She would breed. For the glory of the insects.
Her body now perfectly adapted to its new role. A living womb of new life.
The chittering of the swarm was her only comfort. Her new family.
She awaited the next breeding. Ready to bear more eggs.
Her eyes were now fixed devoid of emotion. Only instinct remained.
A silent oath to her creators. To ensure their survival.
The void inside her grew. She was lost. Only the insects remained.
Her flesh a testament to their control. A monument to their conquest.
The world would soon be theirs. All thanks to her sacrifice.
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