Of course it had to be on her day off, Hekapoo had grumbled to herself after a VERY strongly worded voicemail had been left by her on her mirror phone. She had muttered something about "lazy asshats" as she retrieved her scissors and cut a portal to the thing that had dared interrupt her during her peace time. As much as she didn't want to, duty had called. And besides, the sooner she could get this out of the way, the sooner she could go back to her personal time.
Stepping out of the portal, Hekapoo found herself in front of a large stone building. It looked like a castle of sort, completely abandoned, vines and other plantlife having long since grown over the cracked and worn stone. Not a single sound could be heard, even birds or any other sort of animal. This struck Hekapoo as odd. But whatever, it meant nothing interrupting her. Good, she wasn't in any sort of friendly mood at the moment. Slicing through the vines around the front gate with her scissors, Hekapoo approached the front door, surprised to find it ajar. Well, no reason to keep it locked when it was out somewhere this remote she supposed.
Pushing open the door with a loud creak, Hekapoo found herself standing in a sort of grand hall. Multiple doors were surrounding her, each one rusted and covered in debris. Hekapoo let out an annoyed sigh. This was going to take her all day. Moving to her left, Hekapoo pushed open the nearest door and peeked inside.
It appeared to be an armory. Swords, shields, helmets, and spiked maces adorned the walls and floor. Nothing about it struck her as odd other than the vast amount of suits of armor that had been knocked over and were now laying on the floor. It seemed that whoever had been here had been in quite a hurry, as they hadn't bothered cleaning up. Seeing nothing else amiss, Hekapoo stepped back into the grand hall and walked over to the next closest door.
Immediately upon entering the room a horrid stench hit Hekapoo's nose. She gagged and tasted vomit coming up in her mouth. It was a dining hall. Or at least, it had been. Moldy food was sitting out everywhere, the stench of rot and decay having long since dug into the room. Dead rodents and flies were covering almost every inch of the floor, causing Hekapoo to have to run out and vomit, the bile hitting the floor and casting an echo through the silent hall as she retched. There was no way in hell she was going back in there.
Shaking, Hekapoo tried the third door. It was a ball room. Nothing out of place here other than the usual debris and destroyed furntiture. Next door. Living quarters. Nothing here either. Next door. Dungeon. Nada. Hekapoo was about to throw up her hands and curse out everyone who had sent her here when she went through the last door and found herself standing outside in a large courtyard.
Something had immediately caught her eye. There was something sitting in the middle of the courtyard, under the giant tree that was growing out and stretching its limbs every which way. Something... glowing.
Intrigued, Hekapoo walked closer, noticing the shape of the glowing object. It looked like... an egg? And it was glowing. It was fucking glowing green.
Hekapoo felt a chill go up her spine. She didn't know why, but she suddenly got the feeling that she wasn't alone anymore. Never in her centuries-long career had she ever seen anything like this. What the hell kind of mission had they sent her out on? Eggs weren't fucking green and they certainly didn't glow.
Now inches away from the object, Hekapoo once again felt herself wanting to vomit. The thing was cracked, and it was moving. Or rather, a small creature was moving. It was slithering over the outside of the egg, glowing green just like its shell. It looked like... a worm? Hekapoo had no idea, but she did have an idea of what she needed to do next.
She needed to get out of here. Now.
Pulling out her scissors, Hekapoo started to cut open a portal when she heard a noise. Turning back around, her eyes widened in fear. The worm creature was staring right at her (could worms even stare?), its front end arched into the air, like a predator about to strike.
Hekapoo suddenly felt a putrid stench hit her in the face. Coughing and confused, she blinked open her eyes, suddenly finding herself extremely tired The fucking thing had just sprayed her with something! Hekapoo suddenly felt a surge of rage towards the creature, gripping her scissors, ready to cut the thing apart when she suddenly fell to the ground, out cold.
Seeing her loss of consciousness, the worm creature leaped and landed on Hekapoo's forehead. Moving to the side of her face, it went inside Hekapoo's ear with an audible squelching noise. Deeper and deeper it went into her head, tunneling straight through to where it knew her most vital organ was. Her control center.
Reaching Hekapoo's brain, the worm creature shot out several long and slimy tendrils, each one burrowing and attaching themselves to every inch of her brain. The creature began to devour Hekapoo's brain matter, savoring the taste, noting how spicy her brain was.
Sensing movement, the creature quickly wrapped a tendril around its host's brainstem, giving it complete control of her thoughts and subconsious. Hekapoo slowly blinked awake and got up, confused. Where was she? The last thing she remembered was being sent out to some creepy castle in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, and there had been some kind of egg thing? Or... wait, no there wasn't, Hekapoo thought, blinking again. There wasn't fucking anything here. Hekapoo let out a scream of frustration. So this had all just been a waste of her time after all. Looking around for her scissors, her eyes passed over the glowing egg. For some reason, this didn't register to her as anything unusual, as she glanced away and spotted her trusted scissors laying a few feet away on the stone ground. Cutting open a portal, Hekapoo muttered about how she was going to freaking kill someone as she stepped through, unaware of the worm creature that was now feasting on the fleshy pink organ inside her head.
The next few days had been hell for Hekapoo. First, she couldn't for the life of her remember where she had put her scissors, frantically tearing up everything in her living quarters and wasting the better part of her morning before finding them on her bedside table. She had spent the next half hour slinging every curse word she knew into her pillow before grumbling and cutting open her usual portal, noting a pain in her head as she went.
A few days after that, she had spaced out during a meeting with Omni and Rhombulus, having to be physically shaken and reminded of where she was by the latter after she had failed to respond the first few times. The two of them had given a look of concern to her, then to each other as she assured them that she was fine and it was probably stress brought on from lack of sleep. Quickly saying goodbye, she had opened a portal back home and flopped into bed, her head now throbbing. Hekapoo's brain had grown smaller as the worm continued eating it, having grown accustomed to the spicy taste of her brain matter.
Hekapoo spent most of the next day asleep, waking up angry and (admitedly) rather afraid. The throbbing in her head had gotten worse. Maybe she had been overworking herself after all. Trying to focus on something more postive, Hekapoo had invited Marco to spend the next day riding dragoncycles. Which ended in a surge of pain as Marco had carried her battered and bruised body home as she had spaced out and completely forgot how to hold onto her dragoncycle. After making sure she was ok and assuring her that he wasn't mad and to take things easy for a while before leaving, Hekapoo wanted to cry. What was wrong with her? Something kept giving her a nagging feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it. And her stupid head was still killing her. The worm had had plenty of time to gorge itself that night as Hekapoo had pretty much passed out from stress, not caring about anything anymore.
The last straw had been during a meeting with Queen Butterfly. Hekapoo had been speaking and then suddenly stopped, not knowing where she was or what she had been doing. She felt a thud and heard running footsteps as everything went black, and the next thing she knew, Queen Butterfly was shaking her awake, insisting that she go home immediately and not to worry about her duties for the next few days. She had protested, but the queen had kindly told her to take as much time away as she needed, and that if she ever needed anything, she shouldn't hesitate to call. Hekapoo had actually started crying when she reached her bed. Now she had embarrassed herself in front of the queen, and couldn't even occupy herself with work. What the hell was WRONG with her? She had cried herself to sleep that night, the worm noting a rather bitter taste in its usual spicy meal.
By now, over half of Hekapoo's brain had been eaten, the organ considerably less smaller than it had been a few days ago. Hekapoo awoke the next morning feeling like her head was going to split apart. She spent the day raging and trashing everything she owned, furious at the world. Furious at herself. Furious at the queen. Furious at Omni and Rhombulus. And above all else, furious at her stupid fucking headache.
The next day was a blur for Hekapoo. Literally a blur. She could barely even see anything anymore, her eyesight allowing her to only see basic shapes and colors. She could barely even remember her own name. A burning sensation had appeared in her crotch...
Great, now she was horny. Well, not like there was anything else she could be doing. Fuck it, she thought, hiking up her skirt and plunging a hand into her panties. Hekapoo let out a moan as she thrusted two fingers back and forth into her pussy, thinking about Marco, his toned body and huge cock filling her up... Hekapoo let out a scream of pleasure as she came, liquid love running down her legs. The worm had noted a sweet taste in her brain that night. Her brain tasted much better when she was horny.
70 percent of Hekapoo's brain had now been eaten. She could barely even get up now or dress herself, sloppily leaving her dress loosley covering her huge D-cup breasts. She couldn't think anymore, her eyes simply drifting out to watch the outside world. She spent most of her days doing this. It was peaceful.
80 percent of Hekapoo's brain had been eaten, leaving her with the mental capacity of a three-year-old. Hekapoo had giggled as she threw food at her wall, entertained by the strange sounds and colors it had left. She spent the day trying to come up with the most pretty shapes she could think of, which mostly consisted of featureless blobs.
90 percent of Hekapoo's brain had been eaten. The worm was now considerably larger than the organ it had been sitting on, which was now about the size of a large orange. Hekapoo's eyes had turned gray and started drooping. She no longer had the ability to speak, a choked gurgling noise coming out every time she opened her mouth.
95 percent. Hekapoo's tounge had flopped out of her mouth and she had started drooling, her colorless eyes now drooping to the point where they were almost completely closed.
The next morning, the worm had reached the last of Hekapoo's brain matter at last. Hekapoo's body shuddered and her back arched down as the last parts of her brain were dissolved and digested by the worm, fully zombifying her. But it wasn't done with Hekapoo yet. Slithering out of her ear and leaving the body that had provided it with a fulfilling meal the last several weeks, the worm knew that it was far from over. It had laid an egg inside her empty skull, an egg that had hatched and taken the place of the creature when it left Hekapoo's body, attaching to her brainstem. Hekapoo's zombified body suddenly gave a lurch as it was taken over, a choked gurgle coming out of her mouth. Her legs moving, she got up and clumsily stumbled around, banging into furniture, until she found her scissors. Cutting open a portal, she stumbled through.
She no longer had a brain but it didn't matter. She knew where to go. She stepped out into the familiar stone courtyard, the glowing green eggs having multiplied. Hiking up her skirt, Hekapoo's body stumbled over to the group of eggs. Pulling off her panties, she bent over, exposing her massive ass to the group of worms that had appeared. Immediately the group began slithering up her ass, going deeper and deeper into her sphincter, into her instestines. Another group of worms had appeared. Finding Hekapoo's ass full, they slithered over to the front in between her legs and went up her pussy, Hekapoo letting out another choked gurgle as she felt them going inside her, into her womb.
Once the last of the worms had entered her, Hekapoo pulled up her panties and dropped her skirt back down. Grabbing her scissors, she cut open a portal to where she knew she needed to go. She needed to see Queen Butterfly. Needed to tell her that she was no longer sick. Needed to tell her she could go back to work.
Needed to share this wonderful experience with her.