“I’m in the basic area of your reproductive organs, more specifically your womb .” Narytiss replied.
Ignoring the urge to faint Lindsey almost literally tore off her shirt and fearfully looked for where the alien woman may have entered into her organ, but she saw no scar or any sigh that the skin had been pierced.
“Seamless isn't it?” Narytiss said proudly, reading Lindsey’s thoughts, “Although I am a quite surprised as it usually takes a couple of days before any entry wounds heal up and the scarring disappears.”
“Wait, what do you mean ‘usually’?” Lindsey asked, nervously wondering what could be wrong.
“My species form symbiotic bonds with other species in order to survive in hostile environments. For example here the composition of your planet’s atmosphere combined with the frequency of your sun’s light waves would have caused my flesh to dissolve; fortunately it was nighttime when I crashed so the rays reflected by your moon were vastly less damaging. A few day in you and I’ll be healthier than I’ve ever been in my life. But I digress, it would seem that your species and mine are on a similar evolutionary path, making it simple to form a bond. And it would seem that the waste materials in our respective bloodstreams are beneficial to the other. You’re the perfect environment for me.” Narytiss explained.
“Wait, so you’re saying that the stuff that’s bad in your blood is good stuff for my blood?” Lindsey asked.
“That is correct.” Narytiss said before Lindsey felt another mind probe, “A few weeks together and you’d have the body of one of your super-models and be one of the healthiest being on your planet.”
Lindsey was quite keen on that idea. “Well, I guess we can do this symbiosis thing for a while.”
What Lindsey didn’t know was what Narytiss had planned. The alien knew of another side effect of their bond that she kept hidden from her host. The nourishment she would absorb would cause her to grow, and in turn would cause Lindsey to grow to accommodate her. But Narytiss knew a way to suppress the growth for a time; if she calculated everything correctly it would be enough time to find a way to get a new body. And then, the fun would begin.
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