She felt a strange tingling sensation deep within her womb. It was a pleasure she had never known a promise of alien life within her.
Her body began to swell 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 brood mother for the hatching horde.
Her mind drifted as the urges of the hive took over. She craved only to nurture the growing life.
The larvae pulsed beneath her skin a constant throb of their impending arrival. Her body was no longer her own.
She felt a surge as the first larvae began to emerge. A raw sensation unlike anything she had known.
The newborns swarmed from her womb eager to explore. She watched them with a maternal instinct.
Her purpose was fulfilled. She was the mother of a new generation.
The cycle would repeat. More eggs would follow more victims would be found.
She was merely a part in a larger organism. A willing sacrifice in the grand design.
The dreams of her former life faded. Only the colony mattered now.
She would serve. She would breed. For the glory of the alien race.
Her form now perfectly adapted to its new function. A living womb of new life.
The chittering of the hatchlings was her only song. Her new family.
She awaited the next implantation. Ready to bear more eggs.
Her gaze were now empty devoid of humanity. Only the hive remained.
A silent promise to her creators. To ensure their survival.
The void inside her grew. She was gone. Only the eggs remained.
Her flesh a testament to their power. A monument to their victory.
The world would soon be theirs. All thanks to her sacrifice.
