by Mindlevel Zero

Tags: #cw:noncon #brainwashing #drones #hive #serial_recruitment

Disclaimer: This story is fantasy and contains descriptions of sex and other adult situations. If you are not an adult, or those ain’t your kind of situations, then read no further.

All persons, places, and events in this story are fictitious and any resemblance to existing persons, places, and events, past or present, is entirely coincidental.
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You were glad for the Reinforcement loop playing endlessly in your head.

It was frightening being outside the Hive, even alongside your fellow drones.


You awakened as part of a Capture Team.

Despite the confusion of the disordered world outside the Hive, nothing would prevent you from bringing back new drones.


The material yelled and struggled.

They called you words like “coworker” and “colleague”.


Meaningless noise. You ignored it.

You listened only to the relentless beat of Hivethought.


You pursued a piece of material down a dark corridor.

Its whimper betrayed it. You slid open a closet door, looked down.

It was so fragile and scared, curled upon the floor.

Begging you not to tranquilize it.

The material used a new word, “lover”, and you paused for a moment.

Something stirred... something similar to the sexneed the Hive used during Reinforcement.

You enjoyed being Reinforced.

But why would you experience it now?

The material was speaking to you softly.

You began to feel uneasy. UnHivethought was stirring, black and sinister, in your otherwise pristine dronemind.

You did not enjoy this.

But you were too confused to move.

Should you tranquilize this material? You thought that was your purpose.

But maybe you should... help it... escape?

Your whole body shuddered at the UnHivethought. But you couldn’t help it.

You were just a drone, and Hive was so far away. You—


Yes. You would obey.

Of course you would.

Now that your fellow drones were here, you felt the bliss of reconnection with the Hive.


You did not understand the concept of “relief”, but it washed over your dronemind nonetheless.

Your stiff limbs became supple again, and you slipped the needle into the material.

You ignored the sounds it made until it was asleep.


Returning to the Hive, you were flushed with the success of your mission.

You knew only that the Hive’s will had been carried out.

The bliss of Reinforcement would soon be yours.

This new material would know that bliss, too.


You did not understand the concept of “happiness”, but it washed over your dronemind nonetheless.


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