[ WP ] Alien body snatchers come to invade Earth , but piloting a human body is challenging .

The light of their satellite planet is too bright for me, so I must close my lum receptors and move towards my host by feel alone. I push my tendrils in the direction of it's sleeping structure, feeling the roughness of the floor underneath me. I slide upwards, pulling myself easily against their minimal gravity. I can feel myself stretching. I stop as I hear a thumping noise, and I realize that it is coming from the human laying on the bed next to me. 
 I do n't know what it is, so I pause. It would be easy for the human to tear me apart outside of my shell, and I can see nothing, so there would be no warning. 
 
 It does n't react to this noise, and on further inspection, it is coming from the human! With my gelatinous extensions curled near the lower limbs of the body, it can not see me, though I believe it to be asleep. 
 
 My neural interfaces latch onto the human, pulling me forwards, molding me against the shape of its body. As I open my mouth and extend my teeth towards it's neck, opening my lum receptors just a cul, it shifts, and I miss when I strike, burying my teeth in it's shoulder, and the thumping noise shifts frequency, speeding up drastically. The human's mouth opens and I try desperately to connect, cutting off a scream with my connectors. I wriggle into the spinal column, controlling everything. 
 
 I open my eyes, I think. I do n't understand the stimuli that its eyes are receiving. I do n't know what is going on. I can not make sense of anything. I command the eyes to move, but they do n't. I feel friction against the human's lower body. I search the memory for the appropriate words, and I receive `` cloth'' and `` toes''. I attempt to move the human's upper limbs, and they respond, but in the wrong direction, pushing me backwards from the `` bed'' and onto the floor. The human's head makes contact with the `` wood'', and I lose control. This blast of sensation makes me recoil from my contact with the brain, and she moves, screaming and clawing at me. I fight to regain control, and she is broken by the power of my mind. I move slowly now, her muscles move much more powerfully than we do. I get my hands under me, pushing upwards, kneeling. I move my legs and stand, knees shaking under the strain of so much weight. I do n't remember weighing this much last night. What am I feeling? I'm becoming a human? I walk calmly to my armor, too small for me now, and throw it into my closet, suddenly disgusted by what I am. I want to destroy myself, to rip it off of me. I can feel it under my skin, wriggling, that wretched body that was mine. I eject, implanting one last thought into her mind. 
 
 `` Kill me.''
