Parasite World
China Syndrome
A direct sequel to Parasite World — Down Under
Chapter One
In the office of a medical practice, Gillian Haverstock got dressed along with Ruth Myer. They had both made love after Gillian had infected Ruth.
Ruth sighed. She had never known such sexual bliss. The thirty-five-year-old Thoracic Surgeon’s face was still wet from Gillian’s juices. Gillian tasted so sweet.
She had never had such vigorous sex, and for such a long period of time. They’d been at it for over an hour. Ruth had come a half dozen times. Each orgasm was as intense as the other; it never diminished.
“I want to thank you,” Ruth said. “I had no idea being a drone would be so wonderful.”
“It makes you wonder why the humans try to fight us,” Gillian said as she dressed.
Both were genuinely confused. Having a parasite inside you made you realise how wonderful slavery was.
Ruth sighed. She grabbed her panties still hanging on the desk, when for a moment she wondered why she’d not put them on, and then realised she’d never want to wear them ever again. She realised she needed her pussy to be clear for when she had eggs to lay, and she wanted this more than anything else… to infect other women. What could be better than to make other women feel as good as she did?
Gillian caught her amused look, and they both laughed. They knew what the other was thinking. Gillian knew because she had gone through it herself.
“How long before I can start having babies?” Ruth asked.
“In a few days, I’m sure,” Gillian said. “Your Master is already modifying you internally,” Gillian continued. “You’ll also be stronger and faster than before. And, your senses will all be dialled up to eleven.”
“I want to infect my daughter as soon as possible,” Ruth said.
“I understand. We have just to let things happen as they happen. We can’t force these things. You’re going to have to pretend you’re still human till you’re ready to act…. Or, you can arrange for one of the sisters to come over and rape her.”
Just then, Li Wong, Ruth’s receptionist, came to the door. She didn’t knock. And she was not surprised to see the two women there still dressing. Li was already infected. She was used to the sight of naked female flesh.
She understood the joy Ruth must now be feeling.
“Yes?” Ruth asked.
“It’s your son,” Li said, talking of Ruth’s son David.
“My son?” Ruth gasped. She’d forgotten she had one. “What does that vermin want?”
“He’s here, now,” Li said.
“What? Here?” Ruth gasped.
“Were you expecting him?” Gillian asked.
“Oh, fuck,” Ruth gasped, “In all the excitement of my transformation, I forgot. That little filthy man… I am supposed to take him to a piano lesson.”
“So, do it,” Gillian said.
“I don’t think I could stand to be next to a man,” Ruth said.
“You have to keep up appearances, for the sake of the Hive.”
“Yes! Yes!” Ruth nodded, resigned to that truth. No matter how uncomfortable it would be to be close to man stench, she would do anything for the hive.
“He’s twenty, you think he’d get his own car?” Ruth muttered.
“Tell him I’ll be out in a minute,” Ruth said to Li.
Li nodded and left. Li also did not like being that close to a man. She’d smelled the youth, and it made her feel nauseous to inhale his manly musk.
Gillian embraced Ruth. “We are sisters now, and forever more,” Gillian said and gently kissed Ruth on the lips, “I want you to know I understand the pain you’re going to have to bear.”
“I serve the Hive,” Ruth said as she cupped Gillian’s ass.
“, you’ll get a chance soon to infect other women,” Gillian said. “And eventually it will be safe to start eradicating the vermin.”
“I’d love to poison him,” Ruth sighed wishfully.
“I live for that day,” Ruth added. They kissed again, and Ruth and Gillian left together, but said nothing more to keep up pretences.
Gillian went to her car and drove off, happy that she’d made another drone.
Meanwhile, in Kailua, a bus of female convicts was being driven into the sallyport of the women’s prison.
Kaye Ogawa, the driver, smiled. She scratched her crotch. It itched after the hair had fallen out. She felt her Master squirm inside her.
Fourteen women convicts. All of them were already infested. Eager, in fact, to enter prison and start infecting the captive population there.
Sheriff’s deputy Leiani Fletcher stood up. Her large black body took up a lot of space, so she had to walk sideways down the aisle of the bus. Her pendulous breasts pressed against her brown uniform. Whether by intent or just because of her size, her breasts brushed against others as she moved.
“Sisters,” she began, “You are about to embark on a massive recruitment campaign.”
She saw their attentive faces. “Each one of you is expected to recruit at least five new women to the Hive.” She continued. “I only regret that I cannot you.”
She was not able to enter the general population of the prison, but she hoped that soon, two guards that they had just recruited would be ovulating and then begin their own campaign to infect.
The sallyport closed behind them, and a guard entered the open door.
Leiani turned her head to avoid inhaling his pungent man scent. Men made her ill.
She hated men. She now couldn’t ever understand why she had courted their affections. The very thought of an erect … thing… entering her made her want to puke.
She had to suck in her discomfort and hand him a clipboard containing the roster of their cargo.
The women filed out.
They surprised the guards with how docile they were.
The women were not there to cause trouble. They wanted no martyrs here. No cause for isolation, depriving them of the pussy they needed.
Soon the bus was on its way.
Leilani looked back through the rear window, pining at all that vagina she would not get to sample.
“We can fuck when we get back,” Kaye Ogawa volunteered.
Leilani smiled, “Yeah, I’d like that.” She played with herself in the back of the bus. She was amazed at how big her clit was since she’d taken a parasite.
Kaye could smell her from all the way at the front of the bus, and it made her drool.
“I love pussy,” she thought to herself.
Meanwhile, in hive-dominated North America, several prison buses drove into a brand new medical facility.
Aboard was sixty-two-year-old Alice Werner. She wore an orange prison jumpsuit.
Alice had noticed all the others on the bus were also older women.
When the infections began, Alice had been attacked, and when a parasite entered her, it connected to her, but a day or so later, it died. It had not thrived in her once fertile womb.
In a brief moment, she knew what it had been like to be part of the Hive.
It made her shiver, recalling how easily she’d submitted.
What had saved her was her age. She was too old to bear a ‘child’, and so her parasite could not survive.
But now, as she was marched off the bus, she noticed dozens of other more senior women.
She did not know that she was about to be part of a parasite experiment.
Chapter Two
Gillian sat on her sister’s face, grinding her wet pussy into Ruth’s lips.
Ruth had been converted almost as soon as Gillian had returned to Sydney from Hawaii.
They then took their mother, Anne, and cousin Jacinta Allan. These women had soon after flown to New Zealand to begin infecting women there.
As intense as her lovemaking was, her ears pricked up when the news mentioned the arrival of three warships from China.
China was the last great power of humans.
It had won back large portions of central Asia.
It had judiciously used nuclear weapons to make great dents in Hive activity.
And the Hive held back its fire. The Hive wanted to convert women, not kill them.
It sacrificed millions of drones to this policy. And the Chinese were ruthless enough to unapologetically exploit that as a weakness.
Gillian drew off Rose.
“What’s the matter?” Rose asked.
“There are some Chinese vessels arriving,” Gillian said. “I want to contemplate how we can use this to the advantage of our species.”
Rose understood the seriousness of this. As willing as she was to continue fucking, the Hive took precedence above all else, even sexual desire.
The Hive was everything.
Arriving in Sydney aboard the Gaoyouhu, a Type 903 replenishment ship were a small party of scientists.
Tom Leung and his wife Mei, along with assistants Yan Lam, and Yi Ho. All were originally from Hong Kong.
They had been developing a body-scan device they hoped to deploy to test women for the parasitic infection.
Two captured women, known only as Chun and Hua, were there to be demonstrated upon. The two women were heavily chained in the ship’s brig. They had already killed a crewman who’d fallen for a ruse and got too close to them.
They snapped the man’s back as if his spine were kindling.
After that, the crew assigned to feeding them moved in groups and always had a weapon trained upon them.
An hour after docking and checking on the prisoners, Yi broke protocol and entered the holding cell.
Hua smelled Yi’s pussy and drooled at the prospect of laying a parasite in the young woman.
Yi, at the last moment, reeled back, sensing her mistake. Hua instinctively kicked out at Yi, with such force that she flew across the room and hit a bulkhead.
Medics arrived.
Initially, the ship’s captain, Danny Wong, refused her medical treatment, fearing she may have already been infected.
A quick but unauthorised examination by the medic showed she was still a virgin.
Danny relented and allowed for her removal to a Sydney hospital.
She was diagnosed with pneumo-thorax, a collapsed lung.
Ruth Myer, a specialist, was called in. With her were anesthetist Beth Horton, and nurses Anika Chhetris and Blessy Duterte, all Hive.
It was such a fortunate happenstance that Ruth could not up the opportunity. She worked professionally, and quickly and reinflated Yi’s lung as Anika moved to one side and, squatting, pushed out her baby.
“Well done, Professor,” Beth said as she found Yi’s vitals were stable.
“Anika, you’re up next,” Ruth said.
“Yes,” Anika smiled as she lifted Yi’s surgical gown and placed the parasite between the unconscious woman’s thighs.
She grinned as she watched her baby nuzzle against Yi’s dark fur and dig its way into her virgin’s cavern.
Having infected one of the recent Chinese arrivals was a boon.
Ruth was concerned about this new tech. It was sad that there were two sisters aboard the ship, but being Hive was not being sentimental. Those sisters would not be rescued. At least not yet. What mattered was the scanning tech.
They had to sabotage the tech or ruin its reputation. That was their first priority. And,if they could infect other women (crew) then so much the better.
Fortune smiled on them again as Mei Leung came to the hospital to visit her young colleague.
From her hospital bed, Yi grabbed Mei and pulled her forward onto her.
“What are you doing?” Mei cried. Ruth rushed in with two nurses. The nurses grabbed Mei’s legs and pulled them painfully apart. Mei cried out, feeling she was being split in half.
Ruth pushed her hand under Mei’s dress and forced a hole in her panties, her finger pushed into Mei. None of this was pleasant, and Mei cried out in pain.
Ruth squatted as Mei still cried in protest. Ruth pushed out a baby parasite and, picking it up, pushed it up against Mei’s crotch.
Mei cried out in horror as she felt it worming its way into her.
And then she relaxed.
The two nurses let go of her and went about their day.
Ruth stayed behind to watch Mei submit to the will of the Hive.
Mei sat back in a chair next to her young colleague. She was panting. Her crotch leaked. She’d bled in the assault.
Ruth went away and came back with some gauze. Mei’s wound had already begun to heal, and Ruth used the gauze to soak up the blood.
Mei sighed and smiled at Ruth. She had never been attracted to another woman before but as she looked at Ruth she was filled with desire.
She opened her legs and found herself touching her bud, unashamed.
“Your pussy smells so nice,” Ruth said, and she pulled Mei’s finger away and licked the oily slick from it.
She pressed her mouth to Mei’s sex and began tonguing her. Soon juices ran onto her tongue.
“Oh, fuck!” Mei cried and came right away. Ruth’s tongue kept working her, and Mei soon came again… and then a third time. Each was just as intense as the others.
They held each other in their arms and kissed and just enjoyed each other’s company.
Mei had some things she needed to say.
It was only then that she told Ruth what they were doing in Sydney.
Ruth was horrified. Yi had told her something, but Mei knew all the details.
Ruth sat back on her haunches, gazing at Mei’s soft folds of flesh. She wanted to delve back into that, but this was important.
It had been fortuitous to the Hive that these two women were now part of the fold.
But Ruth was now a little at a loss. The Hive’s plan to go slowly and out of view was now a disadvantage.
Back in Hive-controlled lands, Ruth would have reported her findings. The Hive would communicate within itself and come up with a collective solution. The mind all working as one.
But here in Sydney, the Hive was not collectively conscious. There was no traffic between individual sisters and the collective. No traffic for men to monitor or be alerted to.
Ruth decided the best she could do was some of her colleagues, like Gillian.
They could meet as doctors together and not raise suspicions.
Ruth’s instinct was to form a group and work through it. Like a mini-Hive.
Chapter Three
In a lecture hall, over thirty women assembled. Most were in the medical field as doctors, surgeons, or specialists. There was a sprinkling of nurses and other medical specialists.
Two women were engineers.
And there were five women chosen to be guards. They would give their lives if necessary to protect the others.
Yan Lam stood at the front, scratching her crotch.
“What’s the matter?” Yi Ho asked.
“Was your pussy itchy when you were enslaved?”
“No,” Yi said.
Yan had only just hours ago accepted true submission when Yi and Mei Leung had assaulted her. Mei had laid the parasite between her colleague’s legs as her ‘sister’ held Yan’s feet apart. They drooled as they watched the baby crawl into fresh pussy.
Yan scratched again.
Gillian came up to her.
“My pussy’s itchy,” Yan said.
“Let me have a look,” Gillian said as she squatted. Yan pulled up her dress to reveal her now hairless slit.
“You’re just getting used to being hairless,” Gillian said as she ran her finger over Yan’s pussy.
She pressed her face between Yan’s thighs and inhaled her scent.
“It smells fine,” she said, and to make sure, she peeled Yan’s lips apart and flicked her tongue into her.
“Yeah, everything tastes fine,” Gillian said.
“Thank you, doctor,” Yan said.
“Can we call the order to order?” Ruth Myer asked as the group were now assembled.
The women instantly took their seats. There was no petulance. They were all there to serve the Hive.
Professor Jill Claymore, a renowned virologist, stepped behind a lectern. “Sisters,” she began, “We have a threat against the Hive that we must deal with here tonight.”
She was met with cool silence. No one was going to interrupt.
“I will let sister Mei tell you of the threat,” Jill said, and she stepped back.
Mei stepped forward and told the group of the scanning tech that could reveal a woman was infected.
Scanners were being installed in various places of a sensitive nature in China.
“Can we reprogram them to give a false reading?” one woman asked.
“That is a possibility, but the vermin I am married to runs a able synchronising patch,” Mei said. “It’s designed to recalibrate all devices and remove any bugs that’s in any device.”
“Can we get rid of him, and then you will be able to modify the synchronising program to allow for false readings?” Ruth asked.
“That is, I think the best solution,” Jill said.
“Do we agree?” Jill asked.
The women closed their eyes and dwelled on this for a good half a minute.
“I concur,” one woman said.
Then this was repeated around the room.
“How will we get rid of him?” Gillian asked.
“I understand two sisters are in captivity,” Ruth said.
“That is correct,” Mei said.
“Then we will use them to do it, or you can kill him and somehow have them blamed.”
“They will be killed,” Mei said.
“The Hive is all that matters,” Jill said.
“We serve the Hive,” Gillian said.
Mei stepped back, and Jill moved forward again. “We serve the Hive,” Jill said.
“We are Hive,” she continued, “We will prevail.”
“We will prevail,” they responded in unison.
Meanwhile, on a flight to Auckland, Anne discreetly fingered her niece under a blanket.
Anne got Jacinta sopping wet. She licked her slick fingers.
The plane touched down, and the two infected women ed easily through customs.
Jacinta’s mom, Grace, and sister Mary were waiting for them. The journey from there to their home in Westmere took almost forty minutes.
Anne lived next door, and she kissed her relatives goodbye and took her baggage.
Her husband was home; he’d come home a day earlier because of business reasons.
Anne bit her lip as she accepted his embrace. She thanked her good fortune that they were no longer sexually active, not since an accident to her husband.
She politely broke away from him and then went and showered, getting rid of his stench.
Jacinta had a specially concocted mixture made up like a bottle of wine. She claimed it was an off-duty purchase. She offered a glass to her mom and sister.
They gleefully took her offering, and soon both crashed unconscious to the floor.
Jainta pulled off her jeans. She was hairless and had a small paunch. Her slit glistened as her babies moved inside her.
She busied herself tearing the panties from her mom and then laying a baby between Grace’s thighs.
She went to her sister and did the same to Mary.
She then sat back and watched as her parasites burrowed into their new homes.
Casually, she played with her clit as she infected her family.
And elsewhere…
Krista McIntyre, prisoner A8049-39, grinned in anticipation as she stood outside her cell.
“Open 54-A,” called a guard.
The door slid aside. Krista could already smell the feminine smells wafting in the air.
Her tummy churned a little as her babies readied for her to lay them.
She stepped into the cell.
Immediately, a Latina came up, the shot caller, to size Krista up.
“So, who’s the fresh fish?” Rosalie said as she looked into Krista’s eyes.
“Krista, 3 years, credit card fraud,” Krista said. She smiled to herself as Rosalie assigned her a bunk, showing her she was the boss. Krista knew she could have easily broken Rosalie like a twig. But she was not there to fight. She was there to fuck.
Rosalie told her the rules, and Krista nodded. She even stood back as Rosalei rummaged through her few possessions and took a pack of cigarettes.
Krista would bide her time.
And so, she waited till night and then pulled off her prison-issue pants and panties. Her pussy drooled slickly as her parasite babies moved into her birth canal.
She dropped quietly to the floor and then squatted, birthing one, then two babies.
She placed one under the blanket of Wanda, her bunk-mate.
She then went to Rosalie and did the same to her.
Rosalie woke with a start as she felt something push into her. She sat up so quickly she banged her head on the upper bunk.
“What the fuck?” she growled, “Who just touch….Oh, God!” she gasped. Her whole body relaxed.
“Oh, fuck,” she gasped as she felt her Master attach and speak to her.
She rose from her bed and, with Wanda, held the other two women down as Krista dropped two more babies.
In moments, those women were also Hive.
Rosalie and Krista fucked each other for the next hour. Then they swapped partners.
The orgy of the infected women lasted all night.
Chapter Four
Effectively, a bug was developed to be ed to all the scanners to give false readings.
In preparation for this, Mei allowed herself to be scanned.
The machine beeped, and a small red light flashed. This showed the machine was working as it was originally designed… to detect that she had been infected.
That was the control test.
Now they had to test it with the virus loaded. She and her young colleagues entered the bug through a USB, and then Mei was scanned again. This time, there were no alerts. The bug had worked, giving a false reading. For all intents and purposes, Mei appeared like a free woman, unhindered by a mind-controlling parasite.
As noted, her husband had been aware that this might happen, and he regularly ed a purging program that would sweep through the system and see if the defaults had been changed. Because of this, Tom Leung did not know his days were now numbered.
They might have otherwise let him live, but the constant surveillance of his system was too risky to leave as it was.
Mei would, after introducing the bug across the system, assume Tom’s role in regularly purging it. Of course, she wouldn’t be doing that at all.
Tom was totally unaware of Mei’s hate for him, even as she had him in her mouth. She blew him. He expected it. He had always had his sexual needs fulfilled. She would not change their routine, no matter how disgusted man stench made her feel. Dutifully, she swallowed his cream.