Parasites Love Earth!, Page 24

  "I will become the ruler of this planet," said Balok.

  "How?" Thalessa asked.

  "It has been foretold. The child of the great beauty with red hair who gave herself freely will auger a new master for this planet. Your child, Thalessa." He gripped her hand. "Our child."

  Thalessa licked her lip. "My memory is... starting to come back to me. I remember you saying something similar to me. I remember you... getting me pregnant. But I don't remember what happened after that. Did we end up ruling Visenia together?"

  "Oh yes," said Balok. "You can be sure of that."

  "What happened then? What happened... to us? To me?"

  Balok put a hand on her face. "You will remember all, in time."

  ********

  Balok assigned her the task of gathering the men for the ceremony. She needed to find five of the manliest men.

  Thalessa was very much aware that these men would be drained completely. They would have the genitals of children for the rest of their lives. Their sexual lives would be over. Realizing that, she used her powers of mesmerizing to visit the local maximum security prison. The prison administration believed she was from the FBI, even though she had no credentials and was wearing a sexy red dress. No disguise was needed when one had the power of hypnosis.

  She selected four very well built men on death row, and took command of their minds and ordered them to follow her. She was disappointed to find the other prisoners on death row were not very manly.

  Thalessa mixed casually with the general prison population. She mesmerized enough guards so no one cared that a sexy woman in a low cut red dress was walking around a prison yard filled with hardened prisoners.

  She saw one man pumping iron who looked very manly. She looked at him. He would do.

  She mesmerized him and he obediently stood up in response to her silent command. But then for some reason she found herself asking him questions.

  His name was Manuel Santos and he was in jail for stealing air cars. He had only two more years to serve, and when he got out, his wife and four year old daughter would be waiting for him.

  Something about his story made Thalessa frown and turn her attention to another prisoner. She found a very muscular bank robber who had shot someone's arm off with a blaster. The bank robber had no family of any kind. She took him.

  She walked out of the prison, with the five prisoners in tow, and no one said a word.

  ********

  "What powerful looking specimens," said Balok admiringly, when they met again in the bedroom of the condominium he had bought in Miami Beach.

  Thalessa looked at the women Balok had picked. They were all very attractive beauties, all young and fertile. Thalessa felt a pang of regret. There was nothing she could do for them. Nothing at all.

  Balok put hands around her waist. "You must drain all of your slaves. Completely."

  Thalessa knew. She remembered how painful it was. She also remembered that she had felt threatened, that her life could be at risk if she refused.

  She got started. The first two were relatively easy.

  But then the third started to get painful.

  The fourth was very painful.

  Taking the fifth was agony. If Balok hadn't been there, staring into her eyes from just a few feet away, she never could have done it.

  And then Balok, who had already drained his five women, mounted her, and together they created a baby.

  Thalessa was glad when it was done; glad that the pain was gone, and glad that she was going to be a mother to new life. She felt like she was doing what she was meant to do; what she had done before, and was now doing again; it was as if her life were repeating itself, in a good way.

  ********

  "Why Dunlop, so nice to see you!" said Sam, giving a big smile and an unexpected hug as Dunlop 4 entered her office.

  "It is nice to see you too, Samantha," said Dunlop 4, embracing her uncertainly. He had been spending several weeks trying to track down traces of the Hive Mind.

  "Did you have any luck?" Sam asked.

  "I located two people infected with insect level parasites. Together, I traced them back to six others, one of them with a rider." The rider Dunlop 4 was referring to was the pancake like creature who rode on peoples' backs.

  "Eight. That sounds like a lot!"

  "It is not," said Dunlop. "There were sixty one distinct specimens of the Hive Mind on the Container Ship. By this time, they could have reproduced themselves in the hundreds. Or even the thousands."

  "Well, I'm sure you'll find a way to track them," Sam smiled, not caring in the slightest. "I have great confidence in you," she added, with a sparkle in her eye.

  "That is very kind of you to say," said Dunlop.

  "You know, you've done so much to save us from these parasites, but no one's ever thanked you. Why don't you come over to my place tonight for dinner?"

  "No thanks are necessary, Samantha," said Dunlop.

  "Come on, Dunlop! You always keep to yourself. Be social, just this once. I know my husband Gavin would love to meet you."

  "Dinner... with the two of you?" Somehow, that made it more acceptable.

  "Come back to my office at 6. I'll drive," Sam grinned.

  "I am looking forward to it," said Dunlop 4.

  "So am I," said Sam.

  ********

  As she drove Dunlop back to her condo in McLean, Virginia, Sam talked a mile a minute. She was trying to distract herself from what she was going to have to do in the next few minutes.

  To drain Dunlop 4.

  Janice had been drilling it into her for days, using post-hypnotic suggestion. She had to have Dunlop 4. She had to taste him. She had to drain him. She had to make him her slave, who would also be Janice's slave, who in turn was Balok's slave.

  Janice had drained her the night before, reducing her to an A cup, to give her the proper motivation. And it worked. Sam felt ravenous for sexual energy. All ethical concerns about draining or enslaving her friend went out the window.

  When they got to her apartment, Dunlop got his first surprise.

  "This is a nice establishment," said Dunlop, trying to be polite as he looked at the living room.

  "Thanks," said Sam, putting down her pocketbook.

  "But... where is your husband?"

  "He's around," said Sam.

  She had wanted to be sure that Gavin would not get in the way so he had been locked, completely naked, in the bedroom closet, and ordered not to make a sound. He had been there all day. Sam would have to remember to let him out, when this was all over.

  "Why don't you sit on the couch and I'll get us some drinks," Sam said brightly.

  Dunlop complied. He noticed that Sam seemed to be in a hurry, her hands trembling slightly as she poured the wine.

  She smiled as she brought the cups over, sitting down next to him. "Here's to us," she said, raising the glass.

  "And your husband," said Dunlop.

  "Yeah, and Gavin," said Sam, mentally giving him a toast in the closet. She gulped her wine, and watched him sip his. "What do you think?"

  "This has alcohol in it," said Dunlop.

  "Oh? Oh! Is that poisonous to you? I didn't even think to ask!" Sam cried.

  Dunlop 4 smiled. "No, it is fine. I understand alcohol is used to reduce inhibitions."

  "Well, sometimes, yeah," said Sam. "But it's also used as a social lubricant."

  "Social lubricant?" said Dunlop 4.

  "Yes," said Sam, putting down her own wine glass, and plucking Dunlop 4's wine glass to do the same. She leaned closer to him. "For, you know, people who want to get to know each other better."

  "Is that what you'd like to do, Sam? To get to know me better?" said Dunlop 4.

  "You... you've saved my life on several occasions," said Sam. She experimentally put a hand on his arm. "I just wanted to properly thank you."

  "That's kind of you," said Dunlop, smiling. Sam couldn't tell if he were interested or not.

  She started
to rub his arm. "You know, from time to time, you talk about your wife, Sirena."

  "Dunlop's wife. But I always thought of her as my own," said Dunlop 4.

  "Yes," said Sam. She started to casually let a hand drift to his leg. "You once told me I even reminded you of her. Is that really true?" She looked into his eyes, and subtly began exerting her power over him.

  "I.... where was I?" said Dunlop. "Yes, yes, you do. You look somewhat like her, I think. But there's something more... something else about you that reminds me even more essentially of her... something in your smile, your bright eyes... something else, not entirely tangible...."

  Sam ran her hands up and down his leg. "If she were here, would you kiss her," she said softly, staring into his eyes.

  Dunlop felt himself starting to become unmoored. "Yes... yes I would."

  Sam put her face over his. "Then kiss me, Dunlop. Kiss me now," she breathed. She stared into his eyes, using all her mesmerizing skill. Dunlop's breathing grew heavy. Her face moved closer, closer, tracing the outlines of his lips....

  ********

  "What have we got, sir?" said Jack, marching down the hallway. He was unused to being called into work in the evening, unless there was some sort of emergency. Obviously there was, but he didn't know the nature of it.

  "I'm not sure," said General Henderson. "Just a message from Doctor Whistler saying we were needed immediately."

  They entered the medical bay, and saw Doctor Janice Whistler and Dunlop 4. "Ah, good, you're here," said Dunlop.

  "Here for what?" said Jack.

  "Let me go!" they heard a familiar voice yell.

  "Follow me," said Doctor Whistler. She led them to one of the examination rooms, where Major Samantha Arden, completely nude, was lying on her back on an examination table. Her arms and legs were in restraint cuffs.

  "Sir, tell them to let me go," Sam pleaded.

  "Should I?" said Jack, turning to Dunlop 4.

  "You should not," said Dunlop 4. "Major Arden has been taken over by a Valvan."

  "Valvan?" said Jack.

  "The vampire creature, Colonel," said Janice.

  "How do you know this?" Jack asked.

  "Major Arden attempted to take control of me during a... private social encounter," said Dunlop 4.

  Jack's eyebrows went up.

  "She exhibited a power, mesmerization, attributable only to Valvans. I believe she has been taken over by a Valvan and turned into a lesser, or a slave."

  "Slave?"

  "The term has many meanings. On Visenia, a slave was any person who served a Valvan. But it can also mean someone who is being controlled by a Valvan, and given a lesser version of its abilities."

  "And you think Arden has been turned into a Volvo," said Jack.

  "A Valvan, yes," said Dunlop 4. "Though she herself is still not one, merely controlled by them."

  "Oh," said Jack. He casually walked over to Sam, and looked at her. "Hey Arden."

  "Hello, sir," said Sam.

  He stared at her naked body, at her large breasts and furry bush. "This feels familiar."

  "We've done this before, sir," said Sam uncomfortably.

  "We have?" Jack asked.

  "When I was taken over by the Haveriti," said Sam.

  "The Haveriti?"

  "The... ass creatures, sir."

  "Oh, yes," said Jack. He continued to stare at her luscious body. "But that time you were face down. Now you're face up. Is that any improvement?"

  "I feel a little more exposed this way, sir," said Sam, wiggling in her restraints, as her breasts and vaginal lips was exposed to everyone in the room.

  "I can see why," said Jack sympathetically. He leaned over her. "Tell it true, Arden. Are you one of these vampire things?"

  "No, sir," said Arden.

  "Doctor Whistler?" General Henderson asked.

  "I examined Sam's body," said Janice, raising her eyebrows. "I found a series of small puncture wounds on her breasts and labia."

  "Her labia?" said Jack. He looked down. "But Doc, if she was drained by these things, she looks as... luscious as ever."

  Sam blushed mightily.

  "As a lesser Valvan, she could replenish herself by draining others," said Dunlop 4.

  "How about that, Arden? Have you been... doing it with other women?"

  "No sir," said Sam, blushing a deeper shade of red. Janice purposefully looked away.

  "So these bite marks, the vampire guy did this to her?" Jack asked.

  "Not necessarily," said Dunlop 4. "The bite marks on the clitoris are consistent with an attack from a female Valvan."

  "Wait a minute," said Jack. "I thought you said there were only one of these. A guy, Balzac, right?"

  "Balok," said Dunlop 4.

  "Yeah, right. But now you're saying a woman did this?"

  "Balok may have recruited females as lessers to do chores for him. One of those chores would undoubtedly be making sure I was neutralized. Major Arden invited me over to her apartment and attempted to seduce me."

  "You did that?" said Jack, looking at Sam. Sam, supremely embarrassed, opened her mouth, trying to figure out what to say, but Jack cut her off. "All right, I'm convinced. She's a vampire."

  "We also found her husband, Gavin, locked in a closet in her apartment. He's in the next room," said Janice hesitantly.

  "What is it, Doc? Spit it out," said Jack.

  "His gender has been drained," said Janice.

  "You mean...."

  "He has the genitals of a nine year old boy."

  "You did this to your own husband?" said Jack incredulously.

  Sam, seeing she had been exposed, snarled at Jack, showing her fangs. Jack jumped back. "Oh yeah. She's a vampire, all right." He turned to Dunlop 4. "Can you de-vampire her?"

  "Not with your current state of technology. The only sure way to succeed would be to eliminate the Valvan who mastered her."

  "Well... can we get any information out of her? Maybe she knows where this Balzac is."

  "She is highly unlikely to willingly tell us anything," said Dunlop 4.

  "Well, let me try," said Jack. He went up to Sam. "Hey. Sam," he said, starting the conversation again as if none of this had happened.

  "Hello again, sir," said Sam, giving him a weak smile.

  That was good. Much better than fangs. Jack was a little encouraged. He looked at her, lying there, naked, defeated, restrained on the table in front of him. The words "nude buffet" entered his mind as he stared at her long legs, her furry bush, her large, firm breasts. He shook the thought off, with an effort, focusing on her eyes.

  "So Arden... we know you are one of these Volvo things. You can drop the act. What we need from you now is a name. The name of the person who did this to you."

  "I... I want to tell you, sir, but I can't," said Sam.

  "Can't?" said Jack. "I'm your commanding officer."

  "Yes sir."

  "In seven years we've been through more things together than any two living beings alive."

  "Yes sir," she acknowledged.

  He leaned his head close to hers. "And you can't tell me this one little thing?"

  Sam started to tear up. "I... I want to, sir."

  "Then do it," said Jack.

  "She is under their control. She will tell you nothing," said Dunlop 4.

  Jack gave Dunlop a warning glare. Then he turned back to Sam. He touched her bare shoulders. The feeling excited her. He started to rub them.

  "Come on, Arden," he whispered. "You can do it. Just a name. All we need is a name." He looked into her eyes determinedly.

  Sam looked at Jack. She so much wanted to help him. Her mouth struggled to move. "J... J..."

  "Yes, come on, you can do it," said Jack, reaching out to hold her hand.

  "Janice." It came out of her all in one, determined breath.

  The result was like a bomb exploding.

  Janice roared and tried to tear her way out of the room. She knocked over two guards and tore by a nurse.
But Dunlop 4 raised his weapon and shot her before she left the doorway. She went skidding to the ground.

  "What is the world is going on here?" said General Henderson. "Are you telling me the physician in one of the most secure facilities on the planet has been taken over by a parasite?"

  "That is exactly what I am telling you, General Henderson," said Dunlop 4.

  General Henderson shook his head. "Can you check the rest of my command staff to see if any have been compromised?"

  Dunlop 4 replied, "I can attempt to, General Henderson, but even I cannot tell if someone has been made into a lesser. The best way to tell is to subject each member of your staff to a thorough physical examination to look for bite marks on the breasts or groin."

  "I can't wait for my checkup," said Jack.

  "Quiet, Colonel," said General Henderson. "Call Doctor Mackay in here. I want Doctor Whistler stripped, restrained, and examined immediately so we can interrogate her."

  Doctor Mackay was a balding man with an acerbic sense of humor who soon, with the help of Survey Service military police, had Janice stripped of her clothing and tied her to an examination couch right next to Sam. Very quickly he reported his findings.

  "Doctor Whistler has the same bite marks that Major Arden does," said Doctor Mackay.

  "So... Someone first did this to Doc Whistler, who then did it to Sam," said Jack.

  "That sounds very likely, Colonel," said General Henderson.

  Janice slowly struggled to regain consciousness. She opened her eyes, and looked around.

  "Doctor Whistler, can you hear me?" said Jack.

  "Of course. I'm tied up, not deaf," said Janice.

  Jack and Henderson exchanged looks. That didn't sound like the Doctor Whistler they knew.

  "We want to know who did this to you," said Jack.

  "Balok," said Janice. "Balok the Great."

  "Great?" said Jack. "Great as in...."

  "In every way, Colonel," said Janice, looking down at his crotch, and giving an evil smile.

  "Oh," said Jack. "All right. And where can I find this Balok?"

  Janice gave a wicked laugh, which startled them. "Dream on, lover boy."

  Jack turned to Dunlop. "She's very different from Sam. Are you sure they both have the same thing?"