She felt a strange itching deep within her womb. It was a pain she had never known a promise of life within her. Her body stretched taut as the alien larvae grew inside her. Each movement a torment of her new purpose. The transformation was terrifying. She was now a host a living nest for the hatching horde. Her mind blurred as the urges of the hive took over. She craved only to nurture the alien spawn. The larvae pulsed beneath her skin a constant throb of their impending arrival. Her body was no longer her own. She felt a rush as the first creatures began to emerge. A raw sensation unlike anything she had known. The younglings swarmed from her womb eager to feed. She watched them with a strange pride. Her destiny was fulfilled. She was the origin of a new colony. The cycle would repeat. More larvae would follow more hosts would be found. She was merely a cog in a larger organism. A willing sacrifice in the insect's plan. The memories of her former life faded. Only the colony mattered now. She would serve. She would reproduce. For the glory of the alien race. Her body now perfectly adapted to its new function. A living womb of new life. The buzzing of the swarm was her only comfort. Her new purpose. She awaited the next breeding. Ready to bear more eggs. Her eyes were now fixed devoid of humanity. Only instinct remained. A silent oath to her creators. To ensure their survival. The void inside her deepened. She was gone. Only the insects remained. Her flesh a testament to their power. A monument to their victory. The reality would soon be theirs. All thanks to her womb.