SW Saga Edition: The Sluts Unleashed!

[Stellarnova]

Designation: Salvie Avers, the Obedient Droid Slut, Location: Quermia, Tag: Finally off the leash! Mood: Aroused as always, relieved

After having their "friends" vouch for them with the Quermians, Salvie and the others were finally allowed to walk the planet proper. Even if the authorities would still watch their movements, that was fine by Salvie. She decided to stick with the "Sally Evris" identity, making minor adjustments to her looks to further distinguish her from her Salvie identity. Just some subtle fading of hair color and facial parameter changes. Subtle signs of aging. Not enough to look noticeably and suspiciously different from her doctored picture on file, but just enough to further make her look different from her "true" identity. She idly wondered if she even was that girl anymore. If she were to meet her parents, her sisters, what would she do? The pulsing need between her legs gave her one answer. But aside from that, was she still Salvie? She had changed so much... the memories of all that had happened to her burned gloriously within her, but still she felt... alone.

Those were her thoughts as she looked at the set of simple replacement clothes her cabin had featured. She could just make her outer nanite-shell look like street clothes, but today, she had decided to do something else. She would try to relieve something she had loved during her time as an Empire-slut. Putting inconspicuous apparel over her bodysuit. Hiding her shiny black second skin behind a thin veneer, giggling to herself internally whenever she walked past someone who did not know. It was childish, insignificant, but it felt so good. The problem was the suit literally was her skin now. So she would try something. Salvie focused on herself, every single nanomachine. Trying to split her skin, the inner laying replicating her human skin, the outer layer a shiny black bodysuit, rubbing snugly against the inner layer. Hopefully recreating the feeling of being enveloped, encased. She would wear some simple clothes above to hide the suit to the unattentive. They might hear some muffled creaking and notice a faint smell of synthrubber hovering about her, but most would have no idea...



Once she was done, only her gloved hands revealed her shiny second skin. Everything else was carefully concealed. Salvie smiled as she checked out her reflection. A perfect little sex-droid hidden beneath a layer of street clothing. She shivered ever so slightly. This was good. She should try to be more playful.

Afterwards, Salvie visited Bubble.
"Hey Bubble. How do I look?" She asked as she entered the organic girl's cabin. "I think we will stay here for a little bit, make some money before moving on. If you get bored, well, the docks below house a small pirate crew you could interact with. Make some friends, find some intel. That said, what do you say to helping me film a couple of pornographic Holovids?"

After her chat with Bubble, she called the two other droids to her.
"Alright, I have tasks for you. While I'm out, I want you two to take turns exploring on your own. At least one of you will stay with the ship at all times, keep an eye on the dock and our friends, understood? Rosy, while you probably want to exchange knowledge with Dr. Grask, I must ask you to be careful. I promised mistress I would take care of you. No harm must come to you. That said, if you could scout for other free droids we could recruit, that would please me and mistress. Just remember to be as inconspicuous as possible. And you, Sapphire, I want you to try to get as close to local authorities as possible. An entry into their systems might come in handy. Aside from that, keep your sensors peeled for signs of trouble. But remember, safety first." She kissed each of them passionately, her lips leaving traces of hot saliva on their outer shells.

Leaving the dock and traveling to the nearest city, Salvie followed directional markers and holo-guides to the shopping and entertainment areas, searching for the following:
- Weapon stores: Remembering Taken's request for a better rifle, Salvie decided to try some sporting good and department stores and ask there. Quermia looked like a peaceful world, but even species usually averse to warfare had the occasional firearms enthusiast community, she reasoned. Surely there would be some way to pick up military surplus weapons. If that didn't work out, well, she could always try the black market on this world or the Corporate Sector later.
- Electronic components: Still unsure how to upgrade her new form, Salvie nevertheless browsed catalogues of programs and droid modules. She also looked for some special items: a visor, wires, datapad components, remote controllers, vibro-sticks, clamps and a headset to build a prototype sexual brainwashing device. It didn't even need to work for now, being a believable prop for the holovids would do...
- Advertising for Sabacc tournaments or repulsor speeder races, or anything else that spoke to her talents and promised the chance for money.

While taking a break on her shopping spree, Salvie logged into the holonet and searched for the records of the various speeder races on Covis V she had been part of. Hoping that at least her name was still listed there, even if everything else had been censored. It was a bit of biological vanity, but Salvie still hoped something of her former identity had survived. The girl she once was was dead, but she didn't deserve to be wiped from memory.

As she returned to the docks, she stopped by Jerri and Kelly.
"Hey, how's it going? Say, do you mind if I borrow one of your cameras for a day?" She asked. "Private project."

"Who's the highest ranking Quermian official you are dealing with? Do you think I could pay them a visit? Got a proposition, of sorts."

 

[Aenon]

@ Raja

"Uhm...is is a gift? Brog loves gifts! But all forget Brog's birthdays...Brog forgets too, sometimes." he admitted awkwardly.
"Packet? That's stuff slicers do?" he asked, looking at the package. "Uh..." he pondered, before turning around and opening the door behind him.

"SHORTY. SOME PRETTY LADIES..." "Fuck, shut up, I'm coming!" a voice from inside the dark room was heard, followed by a few more hushed curses, and rushed footsteps approaching.

"Shorty's smart...he knows everything." the big man gave a smile, looking pleased with himself.

A second human appeared on the door. He was indeed shorter than the average human, and next to the towering Brog he looked even smaller.

"Boss gonna skin us alive for all that notice...well, well...who do we have here?" he looked greedily at Raja and Tris, before his eyes fell on the metallic box "Wait, what's that? Hey, why did you bring that here?" his hand moving towards his blaster pistol!

[Two perception checks:
Perception 14: He probably doesn't plan to attack, he was just shocked
Perception 19: There is a weird smell coming from inside the room...and his hands have traces of been hastily wiped clean of some kind green fluid]

 

[Aenon]

@ Taken

It seemed like Sarai was telling the truth...but that was not interesting at all! Just because she was her cute sister, it didn't mean she should get away so easily! It was her fault for being too good of a girl...yes, she should be punished for that!

Or, perhaps we should try and change her memories a bit...give her something to be guilty about...an even darker thought suggested.

Or, perhaps, you are the one who should be punished...we know you deserve it...a third wild thought appeared...

 

[Repetition]

Taken Farseer, Tag: Sarai, Mood: Excited and Horny, Team: Temple Delvers, Location: A Chiss Dream in the Temple
A smile parted the deep blue lips as her pet spoke honesty. She'd known all along that was all that they'd been able to talk about. Flirting aside of course. **"See, that wasn't so hard. Though, I want to know, please what, pet?"** Her eyebrow arched as she ended her sentence. Then teasingly the usually subby woman reached up and tweaked an exposed, orange nipple. That's when the thought struck her. Obviously she still needed to be punished, but how? Or perhaps Taken needed punishing? No, focus! Reaching up and gripping a restrained arm, the Chiss woman gently lowered her captive companion to face level. **"Now, I need to check. You wouldn't resist me from probing your mind would you? Good pets let Mistress in and see whatever she wishes, right?"** Then resting her forehead to that of Sarai's, Taken extends her consciousness into that of Sarai's to see what lingers within and to gain inspiration what to change therein.

 

[Pervy]

Raja Eren, Location: Old Led's Mood: curious-shy Tag: Tris 'n stuff

"Aww.. s.. sorry Brog, when's your birthday? If it's today then ah.. s.. sorry, but it's not for you but I wish you super well anyway!"
Raja smiled, before lifting a hand. "Err.. please no violence.. I know ah.. martial arts, yes."
She noded, before handing the box back, if it was taken, to Shorty!

"This was mistakenly delivered to our door and I wanted to give it back. I'm Raja and this is Tris and we moved in at the Repair shop, come visit us for a small neighbourhood discount. But make sure that you aren't doing any more weird pranks ok? It ah.. it's not very nice to do ding dong dash pranks like this ok?"
She smiled the most innocent smile, but wagged her finger lecturingly.. whilest also preparing herself.. she could always create a force-shield to stop any blaster fire.

"Errr.. well.." She sniffed a little. "A.. also please don't take this the wrong way but you should maybe open a window in there.."

 

[Aenon]

@ Salvie

"

You look great!" Bubble replied "A bit different than the usual...are they still the same size?" she asked, as she grope-measured Salvies chest "Very useful..." she mused as she indulged herself.

Salvies request to shoot a holoporn however caught her by surprise.

"Ah...you are joking? Wait, you aren't...but I don't know, what if others see it? What if they recognize us?" she asked anxiously while blushing. It seemed she still needed some persuading to go forward with it...but she did have a point about being recognized.

After the rest of the team reassured Salvie that they wouldn't get into trouble, Salvie left to go shopping.

Frustratingly, she was unable to find a weapon shop that would both sell her something, and have a better rifle than the one Taken was currently using. It seemed that there was a shortage of weapons too...albeit not as dire as the medical supply shortage. After all the medical supplies would always end up getting used...

On her brake, Salvie looked for traces of her past self. There was nothing...there have all been erased. The records of the races had been tampered with, and her name was nowhere to be found...

It was an odd feeling...kind of sad. Why did she feel sad? It wasn't her...but if it wasn't her, then who could it be who was sad? Strange...

She continued her shopping somewhat distracted....were the previous Salvies really dead?

She found herself browsing through a messy hardware shop, in a remote alley of the market. She was mechanically going through piles of recycled electronic devices...perhaps one of them could be what she needed...

Suddenly, she heard a voice in her mind.

"Hey, who's there? Weird, I thought I heard....wait, there *is* someone? Are you like me? Hey, don't go! I mean you no harm! What's your name? I am Illia! Where are you? You can move around?" a barrage of excited/anxious questions bombarded her.

"Do you want to meet me? I am downstairs..just go at the elevator in the back of the shop, and come down! Just don't let anyone see you, they may think you are one of the bad guys!" the voice continued.

There were two Quermians who were working in the shop...it shouldn't be too hard to sneak past them, if she wanted, probably?

 

[Stellarnova]

Designation: Salvie Avers, the Obedient Droid Slut, Location: Quermia, Tag: Finally off the leash! Mood: Aroused as always, relieved

Salvie let Bubble grope all she wanted, leaning into the girl. She sighed with every touch, hoping to spur on Bubble to redouble her efforts...
So pretty, if a bit too free-willed...
Her head tilted as she offered herself, leaning forward, mouth next to Bubble's ear.
"Oh, don't worry about me... and I'm sure our new 'friends' will let us borrow their stuff..."
She smiled and kissed the presented cheek, then going for a more passionate kiss on the mouth.
"Speaking off, have you spent any time with them while I was busy?"
She asked, trying to keep her voice sweet. She didn't want Bubble to get a wrong impression.

. . .

Salvie was deeply conflicted about seeing every reference to her scrubbed out. She had a blank check, almost. However, everything she once did good, was gone too. She was still proud of her performance. Anger started to flare up within her. They took everything from her. Her past achievements, her previous life, her freedom - well, she didn't want that anyway, but still - and her family. Everything just... disappeared. Then the fear came. What about her family? She had assumed they were still going on with their life, mourning their disappeared daughter but alive and well... but what if they had been disappeared too? Salvie placed her face in her hands. The thought was just crushing. She sat there for a while, still, unthinking, retreating into standby mode until she reminded herself that she had things to do. Whatever she was going to do about this, it would have to wait. Her new family came first. She wanted desperately to leave her old self behind to cut away the pain, but for now it clung to her like garbage data fragments.

. . .

Salvie looked around.

Can you hear me?

Salvie looked around and decided to give it a try. She nonchalantly made her way to the elevator, using the force to knock over something on a shelf on the opposite side.
(Stealth: 15 with force point)

 

[helvorn]

Sarai Ren the Togruta White Current Adept Location: Chiss Dream Tag: Taken Mood: Aroused, Sexy and tied down Team: Temple Delvers!

Sarai struggled against her bond but it seemed that the Force was not with her in this strange prison while the bindings were too strong for her to remove with her own strength. "Ahhh!" she gasped as Taken twisted one her her dark orange nipples. Her eyes sought Taken's pleading to be released as Sarai was lowered down to face her captor. "Probe? Probe? No, what, why?" Sarai shook her head and pulled back but she froze when Taken touched her forehead. Her mind is in turmoil as she tries to resist the burning arousal building in her body as Taken pins her down and takes charge of Sarai's actions. She moaned as Taken's mind pressed into her own seeking out her most intimate thoughts. Swirling and twisting Taken could see the inner fear and desire in Sarai's mind as a heavy mass of darkness grew into a horrible creature that was a twisted monster that combined the worst characteristics of a Rathtar and a Sarlacc. She was imprisoned by the creature as it worked on her mind and body both with sensual and disgusting tentacles and a lewd version of the Dark Side.

 

[Aenon]

@ Raja

"Hmm...when is Brog's birthday? Brog doesn't know..." the big man scratched his head, pondering over the issue.

"You took over the repair shop? Hmm...that explains it." the short man nods, relaxing his guard, and taking the box.

"How did you persuade the stubborn old man to give up? Whatever...look, the boss wants to buy that shop. Why don't you sell it to him? He always gets what he wants, and you would only get into trouble if you go against him." he offered.

''Sides, you can use the creds and go to some other planet or somethin'. The pay is fair. You know what's best, right?" he tried to persuade.

 

[Aenon]

@ Salvie

"Ah...but that doesn't answer the problem!" Bubble would reply!

"No...I went around for a look.This place looks pretty on the outside, but it is pretty run-down. I guess it makes sense..." she mused.

~ ~ ~
"Yes, I can! You are the only one I can hear anyway!" the voice replied.

The Quermians cursed as they went to clean up the mess Salvie caused, leaving her open to go for the elevator.

The elevator carried her two floors down. When the doors opened, she found herself spotting a complex computer system with many display terminals and a girl that was plugged with with various cables.

The girl was around 20, but her body looked sickly frail. If it weren't for the setup around her, she would look just like another girl one wouldn't pay attention to.

"Hey...you are the one who can hear me, right? Wow, you look pretty! How can you talk to me? Ah, am I talking too much? Sorry, I never get anyone to talk to, besides Enteka..." she mused.

"So, what's your name?" she asked again, struggling to move her head to take a better look at Salvie

 

[Stellarnova]

Designation: Salvie Avers, the Obedient Droid Slut, Location: Quermia, Tag: Finally off the leash! Mood: Aroused as always, relieved

Salvie took a moment to process this... sanctuary, this place where machines and flesh fused... An awestruck smile spread over her face, like a little girl in a toy shop...

"Designate me as Sally." She answered, taking slow steps towards the girl, her hands opened and in view. She knelt down next to the girl, her covered bodysuit creaking ever so quietly as she moved.
"Thanks. I think I'm pretty too. Who are you? And what are you doing here?" She quietly asked, taking another look around. Maybe she could figure out some clues herself. (Perception 4, Knowledge Tech 11)

 

[Repetition]

Taken Farseer, Tag: Sarai, Mood: Excited, Horny and about to regret, Team: Temple Delvers, Location: A Chiss Dream in the Temple
Seeing the struggling affirms that the orange slut hadn't been broken yet. Perfect in a way. Though, Taken still had a part to play. Tsking at the struggle she had made sure to pinch extra hard, just to get her point across. The girl's pleading eyes had been just the perfect thing to push the budding dominatrix onward. Her words echoed by dark thoughts. "Because a good slave speaks when asked and, as your resistance just now showed, you need more training."

Their minds linked once more, or perhaps they'd never separated. Pushing deep within, Taken ignored the conversations with Ruben, knowing she saught something a little more delectable. Ah, this image of a tentacled nightmare was just what she needed to inspire better training. So good that without any caution Taken permitted it loose into their thought-space, and even released Sarai's bonds, letting the warrior tumble down into her arms as she realized neither of them would be protected from this nightmare creature.

 

[Pervy]

Raja Eren

"Actually I like it as a repair shop." She nodded. "And.. aah.. I was afraid it'd come to this uh.. Brog can you please cover your eyes?"
She requested, real nice! (lol nat 1 persuasion for only 17 though so make of this what you want!

She leaned forwards and pretend-grabbed the mans gun without warning, infact, it almost seemed to jump into her hand where she crunched it into a tiny piece of barely recognizable metal, before letting it drop onto the ground.
(Use The force for a Force-grip: 32 for.. enough damage prolly!)
"Your boss does not want to buy that shop. And if he insists, you don't want to continue working for him.

Aah.. sorry, I don't know the employment situation, but.. please stop threatening the old man, he seems kind of nice and just wants to work on things, ok?"
She nodded, encouragingly.

 

[helvorn]

Sarai Ren the Togruta White Current Adept Location: Chiss Dream Tag: Taken Mood: Aroused, Sexy and tied down Team: Temple Delvers!

Sarai flinched as Taken pinched her harder. She shook her head in denial as Taken continued to press her. Then as their minds linked Sarai stiffened. She felt a swirl of darkness as Taken dredged up her deepest and darkest fears. The Togruta were hunters of the planes and light woods and yet in their racial memories were terrible influences brought about by the influence of the Dark Side through their instincts for the hunting and driving of prey. It was these influences, twisted by Sarai's own experiences with the Force that dredged up a horrible monster. The creature was a dark and powerful being that mixed in the strength of a Rancor with the deadly link to the Dark Side of a Sith Lord. Her own ingrained desires driven by her sensual nature and fertile body infused the creature with a powerful lust and need to breed both physically and through infusion of the Force.

With a great ripping tear reality was twisted aside as Taken's push on the thought space of the shared dream was perverted into a nightmare that might swallow them both...

 

[Aenon]

"I am Illia! I am like this because my body isn't working properly...my sister says that she will find a way for me to fix it, but you know, I don't think it can be fixed..." she sighed "But it's ok, I just wish she would stay here longer, I don't have anyone to talk to...but you can hear me somehow! How can you do it? I could only talk to droids, but they don't have anything to say...so, Salvie...do you wanna be my friend?" she asked "I read on the holonet about friends and I always wanted one, but...maybe?"

The machinery looked like some kind of combination between life support tubes and connectors that would be used to transfer data. Perhaps if the girl had cybernetic enhancements or other mechanical parts in her they could be used to control them - however that would imply either primitive (compared to Galactic standards) cybernetic technology, or that the device that was used needed very precise calculations to operate that could be done only with the help of a server/computer. In either case, it was curious how she could 'talk' through the computer...

 

[Stellarnova]

Designation: Salvie Avers, the Obedient Droid Slut, Location: Quermia, Tag: Illia Mood: Aroused as always, intrigued

"Of course I can be your friend, Illia!" Salvie answered via their computer link, keeping her face a still mask of friendliness as she shifted and sat down right next to the girl, leaning against her. Cuddling up to her. Inside, her curiosity started to mix with desire. Desire to see if this cute girl could be made to ecstasy over her connection. Desire to taste the nectar between her loins. Desire to subvert her, change her, turn her into-
No. Not yet. Not until I know more about her.

Maybe it was possible to infect her equipment, subvert her this way without completely destroying her organic form. But first things first.
"Tell me about your sister, and why you're down here instead of at a medical facility. Don't worry, I won't laugh."
She said, meeting Illia's gaze. The girl was clearly longing for company, and Salvie could provide that and more. She wondered how the girl would react once the deliciously heady scent of her synthrubber suit would enter her nose...

 

[Aenon]

Yes, that looked nice...the thrill of the hunt, the claiming of the innocent pray...the spirit that had possessed Taken found those very interesting! It couldn't wait to get out there and meet such horrors in the flesh...but did such things really exist, outside of the perverted mind of Sarai?

Well...it didn't really matter, because now there would be real!

When Taken and Sarai opened their eyes again, they would notice that the monster Sarai had thought of, was now real...not just an illusion of the mind, or a vision, but as real as it can get.

Taken would realize that things were out of his control now...while Sarai was the original intended target, by peeking into the Togruta's mind something had resonated with her, and without even realizing it she had also joined Sarai's perverted fantasies of being the victim of the tentacled monster. Perhaps she was just as perverted as Sarai was...or perhaps it had something to do with Sarai's yet untapped ability?

In either case, the result was that as their bodies were trembling from the anticipation of what they knew that was about to come, the monster reached leisurely its overpowering tentacles, grabbing their legs and pulling them closer with its overpowering might! Or perhaps it was *them* who were powerless...or even unwilling, to resist...

The tentacles pulled them up like they were two worthless sex-dolls, and threw them on the messy mass that was it's main body! Luckily it was soft and warm, so despite a momentary feeling of dizzyness, they were fine. It even smelled nice...a thick fleshy smell that would surely stick on them for a while. Unluckily, many more tentacles would spread their legs and hands apart - if there was any comfort it would be that they were in this together. But if there was anything romantic, it died soon after when the tentacle monster opened its perverted eyes...staring directly at their exposed bodies. It was peeking on them, like Taken always dreamed of being peeked in her perverted fantasies...

The monster wasn't in a rush. It knew to savor their fear and anticipation. After the tentacles had secured both of them in place, a very thin tentacle would poke the entrance of Taken's pussy. Its job would be to get inside and spit sufficient lubrication - aphrodisiac fluids, to prepare her for the bigger tentacles...or something else?

On Sarai's side, things were going a bit differently. Her breasts have been tied by the tentacles, squeezing and groping them, while their 'tentacle heads' sucked on her nipples...she had modified her body to start producing milk, but what was the tentacle monster doing with them....? Surely not...the thing she was thinking about?!


[I want to know what perverted expectations Taken and Sarai could have from a tentacle monster!]

 

[Aenon]

@ Raja

"Cover my eyes?" he asked with a look like he wasn't sure what Raja even meant "Like the hiding game? Can Brog count on the inside?" he asked, as he covered his eyes in an almost comical way.

Everything went as expected, and when Raja pulled her force powered stunt, catching 'Shorty' by surprise, the giant of a man wasn't looking!

"Fu-wha....?" the small man took half a step back, clearly freaked out by the mind-boggling performance. If he was a cartoon character, his eyes would have popped out for sure...

'Shorty' was clearly not someone who had survived that long as a thug, by acting brave. He was always trying to have an edge over his enemies...even if this just meant picking easy targets to make enemies of. When it looked like the odds were against him, he would proudly get the fuck out!

But now, his mind was stuck. What was going on? This didn't make sense, this didn't feel right, his gut feeling hadn't warned him for this, and this didn't even make sense! But the cute Zeltron was clearly very dangerous!

Thus he stood frozen on the spot, not sure if he should run away shouting, or if he would get attacked if he turned his back to them...

Only Raja's words somewhat helped him recover.

"Uh, u...y,yes. Yes. Understood." he nodded, sweating bullets already.

"Does Brog still count, pretty ladies?" Brog asked, peeking through his fingers, still unaware of what was going on.

 

[Pervy]

Raja Eren

Raja gave a big, happy smile. "Great! Glad we can get along neighbours!"
She enthused.. before looking over to Brog..

"Oh! Ah! Right! Count for a moment longer, we'll be hiding right away!" With that, judging the larger man relatively harmless, Raja scuttled out and about, making far too happy, innocent noises for the tense situation from just a moment ago.. (24 stealth check to hide behind a corner from Brog! But gonna show herself a bit if he takes too long!

"What are you waiting for! He's coming soon.. shh!" She encouraged Tris happily.

But, all good things must end, and Raja would not aquiesce any requests for further rounds, promising Brog to play again later and deciding to return to the repair shop later, if 'Shorty' was not a bother anymore. Tris had promised something and they got interrupted!

 

[Repetition]

Taken Farseer, Tag: Sarai, Mood: Accepting and Horny Broodmother to be, Team: Temple Delvers, Location: A Chiss Dream in the Temple
Smiling at having completed her duty, Taken allows the connection between the two Force trained to weaken. Since everything was tied together via the Force any connection wouldn't fully go away, but perhaps it would go unnoticed again. Then she opened her eyes and saw with either fear or surprise the creature that they'd summoned. Born of the girl's shared lust and Togruta's ancestral memories, Taken knew at once as she hugged Sarai closer that this thing was beyond anything either of them could do to stop it.

Frozen in perhaps fear, perhaps acceptance, the Chiss girl watched the innumerable tentacles grip them and start dragging them closer. For a moment the blue woman struggled. It was fruitless, she had known it would be, and a part of her mind was almost eager as the thick, fleshy scent filled her nostrils and her soft blue curves mashed into its pink flesh. The warmth enveloped her like a hug, so tight she almost forgot to look and see how Sarai was fairing. Overcome by the fantasies and scent, the mechanic had parted her legs before they could be forced. She was left laying spread-eagle in a position reminiscent to how her sister had just been hanging. Then the eyes opened, watching her every move and managing to see past her body into the same desires that had spawned it. An aftershock of the previous vision Taken had experienced overcame her, as with the sudden audience she wiggled her butt enticingly. Perhaps in a moment of weakness they'd be able to escape?

Any thought of escape was brushed aside by the preparation of her nethers. Something told her that this was only the start, something to lube her up and relax her. Something to make the eggs slide easier. Yes, that was the kind of creature they'd summoned. Something strong that needed hosts to house its children. It would prepare Taken to be its broodmother! First it would mold her body to better house and raise the young, then the eggs and programming would start. After all, a willing host was better for the brood...