The hivemind is conquering for me?

Orchid and I were sat in the dining room silently eating our morning food. We overexerted ourself a little too much last night and needed to refill our nutrients. Especially Orchid as I extended her reward from one hour to two and she would only feed me the best of the best after all.

Elias came back out into the dining room with another cart of food. ‘This fat fuck has eaten almost my bodyweight this morning, where is it even going?’ He thought internally, but kept his professional smile upon his exterior.

As Elias began putting the plates of food onto the table, I noticed another figure enter the room and I smiled proudly. “Morning Soph, you look well rested.” I joked. Elias, being the good servant he is, upon realising Sophia was now in the room turned to greet her. “Good morning My lady I-”

Elias gulped as he lost the ability to speak. His eyes went wide with shock and his heart began palpitating in shock. Sophia did not fit the description of ‘well rested.’ Her hair was a dishevelled mess and she had not bothered finding any decent clothing to wear as she simply wore the shirt I was wearing last night.

As she hobbled over to the table, I smiled as I noticed a white substance trailing down her leg before she finally made it to the table and sat down next to me, wincing as she did so. Orchids smile was so wide that it had affected her eyes as she glanced over at her gene sister. “What is wrong Sophia? You look sore.”

Sophia looked upon Orchid with malice for a moment before her memory of being used as Orchids plaything resurfaced and she blushed in embarrassment. She then leaned up next to me and wrapped her arms around my own before pouting at me. “I can’t believe you were so rough with me my sweet. It was my first time and you treated me like an animal.”

I looked at Sophia with confusion. ‘You are literally a bug that has taken human form.’ I thought, but decided to keep it to myself. “Sophia, Sophia, Sophia. You don’t even understand what rough is yet. Ninety minutes, not including foreplay? Apollo-love took it easy on you.

Now what Orchid and Apollo-love did for the rest of the night? Now that was rough.”

Sophia’s eye twitched at the provocation, but decided not to say anything as Orchid was right. Her bedroom was a mess. Her sheets turned to tatters, her bed board broke and her nice little corner chair had its legs chewed and its fabrics stained were but a few among the list of damages.

‘How did I manage to sleep through all of that?’ She wondered before she felt the sensation of fluids still inside of her. ‘Oh yeah.’ She smiled as she rubbed her stomach.

“Ugh.” She muttered as she felt her cave begin to throb from sitting down. “I really need the good stuff this morning.” She then yelled “Elias!” Not realising he was right next to her in stunned silence. “Oh you are already here, good. Go into my personal pantry and just to the right inside you will see a bag with a large P on it. Its my Pemmican, bring it to me.”

Sophia then turned away, expecting to hear the usual affirmations, but she then realised there was an unusual silence and a lack of movement to her left. Turning back to face her subordinate, she discovered him just simply staring at her, but something seemed off.

Looking into his eyes, she saw a familiar lack of glint, something she had only ever seem in the deceased. Not that it mattered to her. “Elias!” She shouted one more time with a hint of threat veiled in the undertone. This caused Elias to snap out of his stupor. “Of course my lady, I will be right back.” He said as he regained his professional smile.

Once Elias entered the kitchen, he walked over to Sophia’s pantry as requested and just as he touched the handle to open it, he collapsed to his knees and began crying with so much emotion, that no voice could escape his quivering lips.

Meanwhile back in the dining room, Orchid asked. “What’s Pemmican?” Sophia smiled. “Dried out bits of biomass all clumped together. I use only top of the line biomass in mine and it tastes divine.” She replied.

‘So similar to Orchids mystery meat sticks.’ I thought before I asked. “Would there be any in there that I could try? Or is it most likely I would be labelled a cannibal if I was to do so?” Sophia thought hard for a moment, like I asked a serious question. She then scrunched her face and shook her head.

“Sorry no, and even the ones that are a maybe have this local berry that would just taste revolting to you.” She then leaned over and kissed my cheek to apologise.

We chatted idly for a little while until 5 minutes later, Elias finally came with Sophia’s food. After he left, Sophia passed one over to Orchid and once she took a bite, she nodded her head very human like as she enjoyed the taste.

Orchid then looked over to me and smiled cutely as she rested her chin against the back of her hands. “So Apollo, what do you have planned today?” I smiled cutely at Orchid. “Its cute when you play the innocent wife, you should do it more often.” I said in a passing remark before I replied. ” Not much to be honest.

I can’t really train physically for a little while because of my sudden power surge so I might just head downstairs and play with the chonk all day, give her some lovin’ as she has been cooped up sleeping for quite a while.”

The chonk in question did not mind her current situation though, she felt so comfortable all the time while she lay under the Origin, basking in its energy, though she would never say no to play-play.

After breakfast, I went upstairs and was sandwiched in the shower by my loves as we all cleaned up last nights odours. Orchid attempted to initiate some fun with her posterior, but I gave her a half bonk on the head and threatened to get the stick when we returned home.

Orchid made some space between up after that and simply helped me wash myself with the ,to her, awful smelling hygiene products which left Sophia wondering with morbid curiosity. ‘Just actually how bad is the stick?’

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Countless galaxies away, deep underground a planets crust, a rod made up of anti Psionic matter began vibrating in the chains that held it in its accursed containment. The rod could not think, but it was created in a way that made it grow a sort of quasi conscious.

As such, it knew its purpose. To protect its master against the evils of existence and provide its magnanimous judgement to the wrong doers, cleansing the universe of the accursed blight know as ‘horny.’

The rod was fine being in its containment for the most part, for that meant its master was safe from the blight and all was well in the universe, but with its unique connection to its master, It knew the master had just threatened his judgement upon the most evil abuser of the horny. The one known as Orchid!

The rod did not understand the complexities of emotions, but the thought of the one commonly known as Orchid tainting its master with the blight of horny made its existence burn with an Psionic breaking fire.

The containment chains around the rod, which was also made of anti Psionic material, simply vanished from existence. As the one who made the chains also had the taint of the horny inside of its being. The rod cared little that it destroyed a large sum of the most rare material in the known universe, as it began rolling with a singular intent as its purifying fire gave it momentum.

Get back to its master and bonk the blight from the universe.

The rod managed to roll its way through the underground tunnels all spanning thousands of miles each with an uncanny sixth sense. Its divine purpose, given to it by its master guided it where it needed to go and it needed no other means.

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The rod travelled miles surrounded by lesser creatures who could not understand its form therefore making it invisible to them. Eventually, the rod made its way to a familiar room, a room where it has enacted its judgement many a time in its masters hand.

Aligning the sides of the room, were beings made of the same material itself was created from. However, they possessed a lesser, insignificant purpose, so they were ignored by the rods intent as it continued to roll its way through.

The queens guards had noticed the ‘stick’ a long time ago. Perhaps in the past, they would have stopped its rolling into the queens chambers, but since the event dubbed. ‘The second love.’ Where the queen mounted the mate, almost killing him with her love as it reached new unfathomable heights, their purpose was altered slightly and they could now also feel the love for the mate.

And due to the fact that the small artifact rolling across the floor belonged to the mate, the guards unanimously decided to let it pass, even if it would give the queen the scare of the millennia.