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He gently touches your tits running his palms over your enormous nipples allowing them to spring back into position. Milk sprays out some catching him on the lower lip. He licks it and looks enraptured. | He gently touches your tits running his palms over your enormous nipples allowing them to spring back into position. Milk sprays out some catching him on the lower lip. He licks it and looks enraptured. | ||
| - | He croaks something incoherent and then latches on sucking the closest nipple, his hands squeezing pressing into the sides of your swollen breast. Milk pours, like | + | He croaks something incoherent and then latches on sucking the closest nipple, his hands squeezing pressing into the sides of your swollen breast. Milk pours, like from small hose into his mouth, overflowing his mouth and running down his belly, splashing off his cock. He swallows and swallows. You feel so relieved. You were unaware of how much pressure had built. In time the first is a third the size of the other and is feeling so much better. |
You slap the top of his head. He keeps sucking. you slap his head harder. | You slap the top of his head. He keeps sucking. you slap his head harder. | ||
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You're totally pampered, massaged, sung to, fed, whatever you ask for you get the entire gestation. | You're totally pampered, massaged, sung to, fed, whatever you ask for you get the entire gestation. | ||
| - | After 6 days you begin to feel movement. The millions of eggs wiggle more and more each hour. There's actually | + | After 6 days you begin to feel movement. The millions of eggs wiggle more and more each hour. There's actually 392,000 give or take 1000, but everyone exaggerates. |
Day seven your belly is a rithing bloated mass. A pond is wheeled in from one of the doors. You're led into it and held by two of the little bald naked men, waist deep in a stagnant gooey pond. Tiny buggy things bump and nibble at your bare flesh, tickling you. Eventually you feel your womb release and pressure builds from within on your hymen. A small hole, large enough for about 4 eggs wide to pass in your hymen is their only exit. They begin falling from your vagina. They can move much like inch worms, more mobile than full grown adults, like what bred with you, and their slime is just as potent. You begin to feel extremely turned on again and the sensation of the thousands of eggs rapidly bumping and wiggling over your G-spot starts you orgasming. You just don't stop either. Some of the eggs creep over your clit, teasingly, agonizingly, not quite rough enough. | Day seven your belly is a rithing bloated mass. A pond is wheeled in from one of the doors. You're led into it and held by two of the little bald naked men, waist deep in a stagnant gooey pond. Tiny buggy things bump and nibble at your bare flesh, tickling you. Eventually you feel your womb release and pressure builds from within on your hymen. A small hole, large enough for about 4 eggs wide to pass in your hymen is their only exit. They begin falling from your vagina. They can move much like inch worms, more mobile than full grown adults, like what bred with you, and their slime is just as potent. You begin to feel extremely turned on again and the sensation of the thousands of eggs rapidly bumping and wiggling over your G-spot starts you orgasming. You just don't stop either. Some of the eggs creep over your clit, teasingly, agonizingly, not quite rough enough. | ||
| - | The birthing goes on and on as your belly continues to shrink. You feel your little eggy maggoty young clinging to their mommies legs, butt and waist. | + | The birthing goes on and on as your belly continues to shrink. You feel your little eggy maggoty young clinging to their mommies legs, butt and waist. Some of them inch onto the men chubby bald men holding you up. They start becoming aroused and call for help. Their erections quickly grow as some of your young squirm over them, sliming them and inching over their cocks, the aphrodesiac qualities of the slime sending them quickly into a frenzy. |
| - | + | Four enormous female giants come in, toss the two bald men aside, into the shallow, semen spouting from their cocks as they repeaedly ejacualte. The giantesses lift you partly from the stagnant pond, bugs creep down your body back into the water. | |
| - | You're completely exhausted from orgasming, but it doesn't stop. You pass in and out of consciousness, orgasming continually, the men | + | You're completely exhausted from orgasming, but it doesn't stop. You pass in and out of consciousness, orgasming continually. The chubby men meanwhile, out of their minds with lust, struggle to climb the amazonians legs. The women hold you up suspended with just your maggot spewing crotch and legs in the water, out of reach of the men's cocks. Somehow despite their fatness the men manage to get up the giantesses legs and gripping painfully onto the women's giant nipples and with their legs around their waists they eventually succeed in gaining access to their cunts and with great apparent relief pump away the built up sexual tension before noisily spurting into their wombs. Upon completion one and then the other drops with a splash into the water. They exhaustedly pull themselves out of the pond and pass out. |
| - | + | Finally the last egg wiggles out and the spawning is complete. | |
| - | More little bald nude men then appear and wade into the | + | More little bald nude men then appear and wade into the pond. They have spatulas and they start scraping off the eggy maggots as you're steadily lifted out higher by the huge nude women. The men all have raging hardons after about 30 seconds in the water from the aphrodesiac slime. You are already too high up for them to get their penisis in any of your holes. |
| - | + | They look hungrily at you and the giantesses. As they succumb to the slimes effects, dropping their spatulas and clambering up the big women's legs, more replace them. | |
| - | The pond is wheeled through one of the large doors. The Slime Monster isn't there. A motherly instinct draws you to follow, but you | + | After the last egg is removed from your toes you are placed on the floor and gaurded by two armed chubby nude bald men who haven't been in the pond, their cocks flacid a jiggly as they move. Two of the horny men are speared attempting to access you. You lay and watch as one of the short bald men approaches one of the huge women and pleadingly sobs a request. She hesitates and then complies, lying on her back and opening her thick legs. The other women follow suit. Soon there's fucking all over your floor. Once everyone is relieved they file out. You notice as the door is shutting, one of the women drops again and is mounted. You hear banging against the door and moaning for another two hours. |
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| + | The pond is wheeled through one of the large doors. The Slime Monster isn't there. A motherly instinct draws you to follow, but you denied by the armed gaurds. | ||
The voice returns. | The voice returns. | ||
Revision as of 17:05, 22 September 2013
You know there's no getting out of this nightmare by what you've experienced so far. You remember that they said they would make you comfortable. "Oh yeah. How comfortable?" you say aloud to noone.
"I want a bed and night table beside it." you demand to the wall.
A door opens and the items are there waiting. They're wheeled in by too short nude bald men and you test the bed. Its wonderful.
"Ummm, could I have a strawberry Sundae... with real strawberries and real ice cream with real vanilla beans in it?"
Mere moments pass and a small door opens and a short nude chubby bald man delivers the most delicious Sundae to you.
You're still naked and completely hairless. you remember that the hairlessness may be permanent from what the voice said. The chubby little man hands you the sundae staring longingly at your huge swollen breasts and fat 2 inch nipples.
He stays staring at your tits, his gaze occasionally drifting to your smooth hairless pussy, but he especially loves your tits. You taste the sundae.
"Oooh my Lord, that's good." You taste it again, "Hokey doodle, its better the second time." You gaze at the pudgey little guy standing wringing his hands staring hungrily at your milk-laden udders. The guy who brought you the most delicious treat ever.
"Oh, go ahead."
He looks at you shocked, "I can touch them?" he asks.
"Touch them, suck them, after tasting this you can do what you like to them." You shock yourself with what you're saying. Your body has been so used already, it doesn't have the same sacredness as it once did to you.
He moves towards you. You sit on the edge of the bed and place your sundae in reach on the night table so you can continue tasting while he fondles and sucks your tits, which are starting to ache from the milk that's building in them, a natural response to your pregnancy, accelerated by the nature and number of the young in you, regardless of the fact that they won't want to suckle.
The little man's cock is as hard as a hickery hammer handle. It looks painful, its so hard.
He gently touches your tits running his palms over your enormous nipples allowing them to spring back into position. Milk sprays out some catching him on the lower lip. He licks it and looks enraptured.
He croaks something incoherent and then latches on sucking the closest nipple, his hands squeezing pressing into the sides of your swollen breast. Milk pours, like from small hose into his mouth, overflowing his mouth and running down his belly, splashing off his cock. He swallows and swallows. You feel so relieved. You were unaware of how much pressure had built. In time the first is a third the size of the other and is feeling so much better.
You slap the top of his head. He keeps sucking. you slap his head harder.
He looks up at you, his eyes half shut in delerium, "Whaa...?"
"The other one, baby." you coo, scooping more sundae in your mouth and then stroking his bald head as he suckles, more calmly now from your other breast.
When they're both the same size he sucks slower and slower until he droops between your breasts and falls asleep.
You're tired too.
You try dragging him into bed to cuddle with, but you can't lift him so you drop him on the floor and climb under the covers and sleep.
When you wake he's gone. Milky drag marks show which door he exited from.
You're totally pampered, massaged, sung to, fed, whatever you ask for you get the entire gestation.
After 6 days you begin to feel movement. The millions of eggs wiggle more and more each hour. There's actually 392,000 give or take 1000, but everyone exaggerates.
Day seven your belly is a rithing bloated mass. A pond is wheeled in from one of the doors. You're led into it and held by two of the little bald naked men, waist deep in a stagnant gooey pond. Tiny buggy things bump and nibble at your bare flesh, tickling you. Eventually you feel your womb release and pressure builds from within on your hymen. A small hole, large enough for about 4 eggs wide to pass in your hymen is their only exit. They begin falling from your vagina. They can move much like inch worms, more mobile than full grown adults, like what bred with you, and their slime is just as potent. You begin to feel extremely turned on again and the sensation of the thousands of eggs rapidly bumping and wiggling over your G-spot starts you orgasming. You just don't stop either. Some of the eggs creep over your clit, teasingly, agonizingly, not quite rough enough.
The birthing goes on and on as your belly continues to shrink. You feel your little eggy maggoty young clinging to their mommies legs, butt and waist. Some of them inch onto the men chubby bald men holding you up. They start becoming aroused and call for help. Their erections quickly grow as some of your young squirm over them, sliming them and inching over their cocks, the aphrodesiac qualities of the slime sending them quickly into a frenzy.
Four enormous female giants come in, toss the two bald men aside, into the shallow, semen spouting from their cocks as they repeaedly ejacualte. The giantesses lift you partly from the stagnant pond, bugs creep down your body back into the water.
You're completely exhausted from orgasming, but it doesn't stop. You pass in and out of consciousness, orgasming continually. The chubby men meanwhile, out of their minds with lust, struggle to climb the amazonians legs. The women hold you up suspended with just your maggot spewing crotch and legs in the water, out of reach of the men's cocks. Somehow despite their fatness the men manage to get up the giantesses legs and gripping painfully onto the women's giant nipples and with their legs around their waists they eventually succeed in gaining access to their cunts and with great apparent relief pump away the built up sexual tension before noisily spurting into their wombs. Upon completion one and then the other drops with a splash into the water. They exhaustedly pull themselves out of the pond and pass out.
Finally the last egg wiggles out and the spawning is complete.
More little bald nude men then appear and wade into the pond. They have spatulas and they start scraping off the eggy maggots as you're steadily lifted out higher by the huge nude women. The men all have raging hardons after about 30 seconds in the water from the aphrodesiac slime. You are already too high up for them to get their penisis in any of your holes.
They look hungrily at you and the giantesses. As they succumb to the slimes effects, dropping their spatulas and clambering up the big women's legs, more replace them.
After the last egg is removed from your toes you are placed on the floor and gaurded by two armed chubby nude bald men who haven't been in the pond, their cocks flacid a jiggly as they move. Two of the horny men are speared attempting to access you. You lay and watch as one of the short bald men approaches one of the huge women and pleadingly sobs a request. She hesitates and then complies, lying on her back and opening her thick legs. The other women follow suit. Soon there's fucking all over your floor. Once everyone is relieved they file out. You notice as the door is shutting, one of the women drops again and is mounted. You hear banging against the door and moaning for another two hours.
The pond is wheeled through one of the large doors. The Slime Monster isn't there. A motherly instinct draws you to follow, but you denied by the armed gaurds.
The voice returns. "I see the longing in your eyes. You want to see your young hatch and grow. Well you could if you want... Or you could see who we have selected as your next possible breeding partner. Your score is so high from your last performance you now have a choice... and you have the choice to leave... but before you decide that, just know you're currently in the lead. Well done!! ...and you're still rated as a virgin."
