"760 walked trough the night, avoiding running against people until it arrived on a deserted parking lot. There wasn't much to it except it was deserted. People avoided it with the natural care flies avoid spider webs, or hares avoid wolf dens. It, because what used to be Michael from any analysis, and despite it's past, is in no way to be labelled male or female. It's a creature that exudes sex, and is intensely female in essence and form, but is in no way human. Male and Female are human concepts, concepts grounded strictly on the bounds of this planet, and what 760 became is nothing of the sort. It was now part of a Hive, created to serve it's Queen.
760 went past the open ( if you could call open something that is broken and rusty and grass grew around it ) fence, and directed itself to the shadows in the single square building on the center of the lot. There was no silence, no scent, nothing to give away the huge complex that goes underground. Even workers who dig the city's underground tunnels instinctively avoid the place. Even the city planners cannot fully pinpoint this location and let it be. It doesn't collect taxes, but somehow, nobody seems to notice. It just feels like a dead spot in the map no one sees when passing by. Unless the Queen wants that someone to see it.
Inside the concrete building with barred windows and decaying painting, there is a single room, half taken by a black rubber pussy, big enough to engulf a person, and now, invitingly open for 760, with it's red shiny rubbery vulva pulsating with life. 760 walked in, and was enveloped by the rubber cocoon, and swallowed down, it's body being cleansed and the clothes dissolved, until it's released into one of the upper levels of the Hive. Here, the wishes and desires of the Queen permeate every square inch of the biomass underneath the city."
That's Part 2 of the Hive, written by special request of some fans! Enjoy!