The Political Parasites

Trigger Warning: Parasites, Mind Control, Aliens, Tentacles, Corruption, Incest.

If that is not your vibe, this is not the story for you.

Foreword: So, this story is essentially taken from, and only slightly adapted, a parasite RP that I did with someone who, for privacy, shall remain unnamed, but you know who you are, SG. I enjoyed this roleplay so much, and my partner was so amazing at storytelling, that I had to post it. For that reason, you might notice the perspectives often shifting between two characters in a scene, I hope this isn't too jarring.

Furthermore (spoiler) you might recognize the kind of parasite that comes up in the story, they are heavily based on the parasites from the Tenticoli Family, the legendary comic by the artist Psi.

If ya'll like this, I will post more, as I do have more material on this, enough for another chapter for sure, maybe two. If this really takes off, I'll consider continuing this after the point the RP stopped. Feel free to comment with critique or ideas. Anyways, enough from me. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

A soft light crept through Livia's dining room curtain, painting the unlit room she was sitting in with a soft orange tint to everything. Twilight was setting upon Washington D.C. and among the bustle of cars carrying important people to-and-fro across the city, talking into phones and negotiating geopolitics, Livia Poole, the youngest female representative in the House, had a good view of it all in her cozy little Georgetown apartment.

In her late twenties, Livia Poole had often been described as a natural beauty, with soft facial features, piercing green eyes and wavy blonde hair that reached her shoulders and perfectly framed her face. She also couldn't complain about her body, with an ample bust and an ass that had made the women around her jealous all her life.

A cup of coffee was steaming on her table as her laptop was lit up in front of her. Another proposal for a bill she had to review before the House of Representatives' Ways and Means subcommittee convened early tomorrow morning. And she was only on page 63 of 1273. As if her prayer of relief had been answered, her doorbell rang.

Livia stared at the source of the noise for a moment, brow furrowing. She wasn't expecting anyone, and it was kind of late.Who on Earth was that?She thought.I have too much stuff to do.But she supposed it was a somewhat welcome respite. She got up, wearing comfortable, tight-fitting black leggings and a loose white t-shirt with no bra, and checked the peephole. It was her sister, Jessica. She wasn't expected at all. Nevertheless, she decided to unlock her triple-bolted door (one could never be too careful in DC, especially as a progressive female politician) to let Jessica in.

Jessica shared her sister's green eyes, a hallmark of their family tree, but had red hair and freckles all over most of her face, making her look even younger than she was and giving her a girl-next-door kind of beauty. Her figure was slimmer and her breasts were slightly smaller than Livia's, but still nothing to be sniffed at.

"Heya sis!" she chirped, holding up several brown bags of takeout food. "I heard you've been overworking yourself again, so I brought you some Chinese food!" Her ever-bubbly demeanour was a bright contrast to the room Livia had been sitting in, and she couldn't help but push aside her slight frustration at the interruption and smile at the positive energy of her bubbly little sister. She truly did always go around without a care in the world.

"Hey, Jess," she said, giving her sister a quick hug. "Sure, I could use a meal and some company," Livia added, rubbing her furrowed brow, and expression that she carried too often nowadays. "Come on in."

Jessica skipped in happily, even more upbeat than she usually is, and put the food down on the kitchen counter by the door. She quickly pulled out boxes of rice and Styrofoam containers of meats and vegetables covered in sauce alongside egg rolls, egg drop soup, fried wontons, crab Rangoons, and two bottles of dark tea. It would have been a feast fitting for four people, let alone the two of them. But the smell of the food and the rumbling in Livia's stomach was enough to keep her from questioning it. Jessica quickly pulled out plates, forks, chopsticks, napkins, and glasses for the girls, already knowing her way around her big sister's DC apartment, and within a few minutes met Livia at her table. Jessica's plate was piled particularly high for her usually demure appetite.

"So... whatcha working on?" queried Jess in that typical care-free tone.

Livia couldn't help but laugh at the sheer amount of food that her sister had brought along, it was insane.

"Who else are you planning on inviting, sis?" She laughed, packing up her briefs and clearing the table of them so they had space for the Asian feast Jess brought along. "Oh, just a bill, a particularly long and boring one. Perks of being a congresswoman, I guess," she replied gloomily, but she tried to shake off her fatigue and forced a smile.

"Anyway, what's new with you? Why the huge appetite and desire to come see your politician sister unannounced?" Livia also made herself a plate, a pretty sizeable one at that, she hadn't eaten since breakfast. She did that a lot nowadays.

"Oh, I'm just ravenous after this new trend I'm following. And it has me feeling better than ever! It makes me feel younger and sexier and just all around more capable." Jessica began housing her food quickly, chewing large bites in quick succession and watering it down with tea every few seconds. Within two minutes the mountain of food was gone, and she was up from her seat, prancing across the room for seconds. Jessica had never eaten like this before in front of Livia.

As she moved, her toned stomach under her sweater didn't even seem to bulge with the typical distention of a huge meal. In fact, she looked thinner in the waist than the last time Livia had seen her. Her red hair had a sheen and gloss to it and seemed to dance down her back as she moved. Her hips also seemed rounder? But also, tighter?

The same could be said of her shapely rear. Men had always admired her ass, but now it seemed to stick out almost distractingly to Livia while staying pert. And as Jessica turned around with another full plate, Livia could see her sister's typically bra-less chest was sticking out more than normal. She must have been wearing a push-up bra, because the last time she had looked, Livia's bust was larger than her sister's, and yet now, it seemed to be the other way around.

Livia blinked and closed her eyes, confused at herself and why she was thinking about her little sister's body so much. That wasn't normal, at all. Sure, noticing the changes were one thing, but her gaze... it was lingering too long, and she could feel herself getting a little hot and bothered down there.Ew, that's your sister, Liv!She tried to get a grip on herself as they ate. But she did wonder if she had a new skincare, haircare or fitness routine. Jess was looking great!

"New trend, huh? Must be something I'm too old and frail for," remarked Livia, jesting about their age difference, in a part to try and tell herself to not think about her naked.Mhmm... naked.Wait, why was she thinking that?? "But what is it, new workout routine? Supplements? Because you do look great, sis."

Jess sat down next to her sister and leaned in close. She must have been wearing perfume or a body spray because Livia could smell an intoxicating aroma as she leaned in.

"It's a secret!" She whispered childishly, laughing. "But I can tell you this much, a change to your internal biome can make a world of difference!" she said, patting her lower gut before going back to her meal. She knew if she stayed vague enough then she could really sell her sister on It. And that would make It so happy...

God, she smells amazing,the older sister couldn't help but think.Intoxicating. Riveting. Arousing....What the hell was going on? Where were these thoughts coming from? And why was Livia fantasizing about kissing her sister? And maybe doing more... She pushed the incestuous thoughts away once more. Taking another bite of food to distract herself from what a part of her would rather be tasting.

"You mean, like fixing your gut biome? I've heard about that. Eating lots of sauerkraut and kimchi, right?"

"Something like that... Do you want me to show you?" she said, turning to her sister with an expression that Livia didn't recognize. It was hungry, almost predatory. But the way she asked her question made it seem like an offering of maternal guidance, as Jessica daintily held out a hand to her sister. In the state she was in, Livia couldn't refuse casual physical contact with the source of her rabid inner desire, sister or not. She took her hand. And yet, she was still puzzled as to the nature of this and the strange look in her eyes.

"Show me? How? Do you have it with you? Is it pills or something?"

Jessica pulled Livia up quickly and with a surprising amount of strength.

"Noooo...." Jessica answered playfully, almost tauntingly Jessica pulling Livia over to the living room. Livia couldn't help but look at her sister's ass as she led her, barely covered in a short, tight skirt. It looked fucking scrumptious.

Turning to face her, close enough for Livia to feel Jessica's breath on her lips and neck, Jessica asked sweetly, "Do you trust me?", brushing a bit of hair behind her older sister's ear.

As Jess pulled close and whispered the question, Livia got goosebumps. She was so fucking wet. Why did she want her sister so bad? "Of course," she replied, looking at her sister with desire that she was trying and failing to hide. "I trust you, Jess."

Jessica rested both of her wrists on her sister's shoulders and smiled, leaning in and began passionately kissing her sister. Livia could see what her sister was going to do and was, at first, unable to stop it. Her sister's tongue slipped past her lips and began toying with Livia's. Her lips tasted like sugar; her saliva was like molasses with just a hint of cinnamon. It reminded Livia of her favourite candies from when she was young.Fuck, she tasted amazing,she thought.And she absolutely knew what she was doing with that tongue.

But for a second, Livia came to her senses, and it was enough for her to gather the mental strength to break the kiss and push Jessica away. "No, sis," she breathed, "We shouldn't be doing this, it's wrong.... what's come over us?" She said this last part whilst biting her lip, revealing that a big part of her wanted to continue.

"And what's so wrong about it?" Jessica asked coyly, wrapping a strand of her sister's hair around her finger. Jessica absentmindedly lifted up her skirt with her other hand and revealed her now soaking pussy to her sister. She had been pantiless the entire time! Jessica slowly began pressing on her sister's shoulders, pushing her downwards, signalling what the little sister wanted next.

"We're... sisters..." Liv replied as she sank down, distracted by her gaze being drawn to her sister's dripping wet pussy, one that surely matched hers now. "Sisters shouldn't... kiss... touch... see each other... like this..." It was obvious Livia was a hair's breadth away from breaking now. She was only looking at Jessica's cunt, tits, eyes or lips as she spoke.

"But what if we weremorethan sisters?" Jessica asked, with an enthusiasm that bordered on manic, pushing her mound and soaked pussy lips towards Livia's mouth eagerly.

"More... than sisters?" Livia repeated, biting her lip still, clearly considering the proposition. Did she want to be Jessica's lover? Kiss her all over? Lick her pussy. God, she did, didn't she?

Jessica began breathing raggedly, anticipating her sister's mouth on her pussy at any moment. As she stared, kneeling before her little sister, Jessica could see the wheels turning in her mind. The conflict of giving in... Working through Jessica,Itknew just what to say.

"Beg for it," Jessica ordered, more dominant than she ever had been before. Her gaze down at her sister was piercing and without hesitation.

Livia swallowed, the prideful and non-incestuous part of her screaming at her to get up, run, get out, refuse. But she didn't. She couldn't. It smelled so fucking good.

"Please, Jess," she said, voice trembling as she looked up at her little sister who had changed so much. "Please, I need it."

"Then fucking take it!" Jessica cried as she wrapped her fingers in the hair on the top of Livia's messy bun and pulled her forward, slamming her mouth into Jessica's soaked cunt. Jessica gave a loud, lewd moan as she felt her sister's mouth at her needy opening, finally corrupting Little Miss Perfect, whose shadow she had always lived in. Her hips bucked, rubbing her lips up and down across her sister's face as she lapped, smearing her makeup. She was about to turn her sister into a whore; she might as well give her a face for it.

Livia moaned in anticipation as she was pushed into her sister's pretty little pussy, and God did the taste not disappoint. She had never, ever tasted anything so sweet, and she savoured it being rubbed against her face like that. She began to lick deeply and with enthusiasm, letting out loud moans as it made her feel better than any straight sex ever had, and all she was doing was eating pussy! Livia didn't know what Jessica was now, all she knew is that she fucking needed her.

As Jessica felt her older sister licking her with reckless abandon, she secreted extra fluid from her vagina different from her natural fluids. Little did Livia know, but this thick, viscous slime would melt her sister's analytical mind and keep her from questioning anything that came next before it was too late. Jessica pulled off her sweater and gripped her nipples as her sister continued servicing her, feeling her guest stirring deeply in all her holes, ready to be released and do what she came here to do.

Livia licked and licked and licked, with every stroke of her tongue she absorbed more of the alien slime that Jess was secreting, making her unable to think about literally anything else than her sister, her taste, and her beautiful cunt. She was so immersed and hypnotized by her meal that she didn't even notice or acknowledge her sister taking her top off.

"Are you ready? Because you're about to join us" Jessica announced, knowing her sister would barely register her words. As she gripped her sister's hair and humped, Jessica took a firm hold of Livia and positioned her mouth right against Jessica's vaginal opening. In an instant, a small purple tendril began to slip out of Jessica's womb, down her walls, and right into her sister's waiting mouth. It slithered through the cavities, barely ticking the walls as it extended down, down deep into Livia's throat towards her stomach.

At first, she barely noticed the tentacle, just seeing it as another surface to lick the slime off of. But it kept on getting longer, extending further and further into her mouth, making her gag. She looked up at Jess with a look of sad confusion, her aphrodisiac-addled mind unable to process what was going on. All she saw was her corrupted little sister smiling down at her in pleasure as the tendril went so deep inside of Livia.

Jessica felt all of the pleasure of the tendril down her sister's throat, like an extension of her sex hyper-charged with nerve endings. She rocked her hips back, revealing the girth of the tendril that now opened Livia's mouth wide. She began humping her older sister's mouth, shoving the alien tentacle in and out, stimulating it and flooding her mind with dopamine. "Fuck yes! You wanted to know what made me like this? Get ready to feel it yourself!" Jessica groaned as something inside the tentacle began so stretch it, travelling down the purple shaft and into Livia's waiting mouth.

"Mmmpf! Mppmmmf!" The politician was starting to slightly come to her senses, and her sister fucking her mouth with an alien tentacle and telling her "She's going to become like that as well" was enough to make her eyes widen, even in her sexed stupor. She tried to push herself off Jess, but it was hard with the tendril all the way down inside of her.

The eggs in the tendril began to deposit one by one deep inside of Livia, each one a comfortable weight in her tummy. Jessica screamed in ecstasy at each deposit, feeling like a string of powerful orgasms to her. After a minute, there were enough inside Livia for Jessica to pull away, panting and flushed with pleasure. The tendril retracted from her sister's mouth and slipped back inside her with a wet squelch. Jessica pulled away from her sister, looking down at her with rapt attention, hoping to witness her transformation from the outside, a perspective she hadn't been able to enjoy yet.

Livia gasped for breath as the purple alien tentacle withdrew from within her, having already done its job. She felt something writhing within her belly. Now the slime was well and truly wearing off, unable to compensate for the terror and adrenaline coursing through the congresswoman. Still kneeling, slime and pussy all over her face, she asked her sister, horrified, "What did you just do to me?"

"Just wait, you'll see. You'll join us," she giggled in response, her shocking lack of empathy given the situation revealing something was deeply, deeply wrong with her.

Then, Livia heard a voice out of nowhere.Ahhh... the one I've been told so much about...

She looked around for the source of the voice, face contorted and eyes widened in horror and confusion. "Who's there? Who said that?" Livia's gaze went to Jess once more. "What's going on?" She pleaded her sister, tears welling in her eyes.

Ignoring her for now, Jessica rubbed her clit absentmindedly while gripping her breasts. She could feel the mental connection forming with her sister.

No need to panic young one. I am here. You've been blessed. You'll join us and know your life has found great purpose and pure bliss,the voice continued, and Livia realized that the source of it seemed to be from within her head.

"B-blessed?" Livia blurted, still answering aloud to the mental voice. "I've been fucked by a tentacle. I don't want to join you!"

Oh, but you do. You've wanted to do good in this world for so long. You've wanted the power to do so...

"You've wanted the world to see the good in it the ways you see it," said Jessica, in a haunting continuation of what the other, darker voice was saying.

You've wanted so much...

"And I am here to give it to you..."

The things it was saying were true... how did the voice know that...? And yet... "But this... this isn't the way I want to make change! Not with sister-fucking and alien tentacles!"

Just then Livia felt a stirring in her stomach. Like something small beginning to crack. A wave of calm washed over her and her stomach and chest felt warm. Like she was curled up in a warm blanket on a cold day reading one of her favourite books.

But I have so much more to offer...

As if on cue, the younger sister turned to the nearby couch, grabbed it at an awkward angle, and lifted. Without hesitation, the couch raised into the air and Jessica looked down at her sister triumphantly, proud of her superhuman feat that she certainly wouldn't have been capable of before her transformation.

I offer strength.

Livia tried to keep her mind sharp as the warm feeling spread all through her, she knew whatever it, it was something trying to lower her guard. "Offer? What do you have to off-" the sentence was cut off by Livia looking over and seeing her sister pick up a couch like it was nothing. "Shit..." she said, in utter disbelief, as Jess put the couch down with a lowthunkand approached her sister again, making direct eye contact.