You find yourself strapped to a table with one of the head scientists from your research organization in front of you. You’re confused as to how you got there. She tells you that you’re there to continue her experiments. The same ones you told her to shut down and destroy all evidence of. She knows you were threatened because her research was about an alien species where the females were dominant. You were threatened by how they took over the men, used them for reproduction by using their ovipositors to inject their abdomens full of larva. And now that you’ve made her get rid of most of her test subjects, you’re about to become the first human one. In her hand is a syringe full of larva and the hormone/enzyme cocktail that the aliens use in their male mates. She injects you with it, telling you how you’re going to become fat and full of the larva. They’ll use your body to grow and multiply. You pass out with an oxygen mask over your face. When you come to all you can see is her in fully medical gear–surgical gown and mask, with a stethoscope around her neck–and your swollen, enormous belly covered by a blanket. After putting a pair of long surgical gloves on, she examines you, listening to the belly and scanning it. She confirms that you’re full now, and that at any minute, your belly will POP, releasing the new female larva into the world.