10-03-2016, 07:49 PM
Inside the hive were the breeders. They were plastered in thick slime on the walls and floors of the classrooms, their bellies ripe and bulging with alien eggs. The halls were filled with the sounds of their muffled moans and pleas to be freed.
In one classroom, Ichiro moaned and struggled in his cocoon, but only succeeded in making his ceiling-suspended prison sway slightly. Through the thick green slime, only three parts of his body were visible; his head and his two bare feet hanging out of the bottom. He was the only one in the room to not be pregnant. Around two dozen other men and boys were in the room with him, all in their cocoons. Some were suspended from the ceiling like him, others were attached to the walls or floor, and all of them were heavy with Hordanian child.
In one classroom, Ichiro moaned and struggled in his cocoon, but only succeeded in making his ceiling-suspended prison sway slightly. Through the thick green slime, only three parts of his body were visible; his head and his two bare feet hanging out of the bottom. He was the only one in the room to not be pregnant. Around two dozen other men and boys were in the room with him, all in their cocoons. Some were suspended from the ceiling like him, others were attached to the walls or floor, and all of them were heavy with Hordanian child.