With her position as Queen now firmly established, Teresa ordered Yvonne and the other converted scientists to start improving the virus. It needed to be more easily transmissible so they could quickly infect all the Army soldiers who would come to fight them, and then infect the rest of the human race.
But things didn't work out that way. Teresa suddenly got word that the futa aliens assigned to watch the perimeter had spotted something approaching the lab. They weren't humans, but rather large, imposing creatures with bald humanoid heads and bodies, and vaginas where their crotches were.
Teresa shuddered. As Queen of the futa aliens, she already knew who these creatures were. The cuntboy aliens who had long opposed her race's expansion across the universe. Her first instinct was to order the futa aliens to gather so they could escape, but then more information arrived: The cuntboy aliens had already surrounded the entire lab. There was no escape.
The futa aliens did all they could to fight their attackers. Organizing themselves into lines, they took their fully erect cocks in their hands and unloaded their semen onto the cuntboy aliens. But it did nothing. The cuntboy aliens just licked it off their bodies. If anything, they seemed to become even stronger the more semen they consumed.
Eventually, some of the futa aliens were seized by the advancing cuntboys aliens, who held them down and slid onto their cocks with no effort while others kissed them and sucked at their swollen tits. The captured futa aliens struggled, but it didn't take long for their resistance to fade. With each ejaculation, they began to transform, the shiny latex of their bodies melting away to be replaced by the smooth skin and rugged muscles of the cuntboy aliens. Their boobs disappeared, and their cocks became perfect vaginas.
Slowly but surely, the number of futa aliens dwindled until only a handful remained. The rest were now cuntboy aliens, and Teresa ordered the survivors to retreat into the only secure place left: the lab's genetic conversion room.
Once the heavy door to the room had been closed and the futa aliens had carefully sealed the edges with their fast-hardening semen, they turned to their Queen. Teresa knew that whatever decision she made would determine the fate of her kind. But it seemed like nothing would change the inevitable: the cuntboy aliens were simply too powerful to fight.
Yvonne then stepped up. In her hands was a prize that one of the futa aliens had sacrificed herself to collect: a cuntboy alien DNA sample. Yvonne asked if she could offer a solution. Why not modify their bodies to resemble the cuntboys aliens, albeit still keeping their feminine parts, and mate with them? The cuntboy aliens wanted to conquer the universe as much as the futa aliens did, so why not combine their strengths and let their offspring rule the entire universe?
Teresa was impressed. This was exactly why she had allowed Yvonne to keep her intelligence instead of turning her into a drone. But she was uncertain about the others. Teresa would have normally forced the others to accept her will, but the loss of so many futa aliens had weakened her hold over the collective. She was not certain she could compel them to accept her decision. Which meant she would have to convince them it would work.