Waddle your way back home
From Create Your Own Story
Scanning the water's edge and finding no more slugs, you make an effort to stand up.
You're again met by a slight protest in your belly from the movement, which is beginning to feel very pleasurable.
You are surprised to find that you are in no pain, besides the occasional sharp kick when a slug jostles against your ribs. Walking your way back up the hill, you begin to ponder the slugs which have invaded you. They don't seem to be parasitic, as they're not causing you any harm.
"Maybe they just needed a new place to live," you think to yourself.
"I just wish they chose another pond instead of my body to set up shop."
Reaching the farm where you left your clothes, you spot the rancher. You decide you'd rather not explain how and why you suddenly acquired a squirming pregnant belly, so you make the decision to ditch your clothes.
You take a one-horse road back home and make it to your room without a hitch. You realize you're the only one home, and scan your host's memories to remember that Katy's parents have their anniversary today, and they will be gone on vacation for a day or two.
You take a good look in the mirror and admire your handiwork. This once toned and fit redhead now has a massive pregnant body filled with penis-shaped slugs. As if on cue, you see a visible bulge against your belly which causes you to giggle and get slightly horny.
Feeling pretty exhausted, you decide to get yourself off before falling asleep. You grab a tit with one hand and begin to suck on it while gently starting to rub your clit. Your fingers brush against your pussy lips which are still leaking that sweet, sticky, slime; the thought of which sets your horniness levels to maximum. You start to pump your pussy with your fingers, and are pleasantly surprised to find that its still as tight as you remember, despite the vicious assault you experienced today.
Getting close to the finish, you decide to kick it into overdrive. You go back to massaging your throbbing clit while still rubbing your sensitive nipples. You're about to cum when you suddenly feel a rough jostle from somewhere deep inside you. This feeling causes you to cum buckets, drenching your already slime-stained sheets with your juices. You can't help but let out a scream and buck your hips wildly from the pleasure. In response, your pregnant belly again shifts and kicks in protest, causing you to cum even harder.
Finally the feeling subsides, and you are brought back down to earth. You pat your stomach and smile as you feel the predictable response pushing against your hand. The slugs inside you have calmed down a lot now that you've laid down, but they still move constantly. The slugs that crawled up your ass and the ones that you swallowed have all grouped up in your guts and it feels like they're throwing a party or wrestling each other. And the ones in your womb are constantly teasing your pussy by brushing against your cervix and making themselves visible by pushing against your skin.
You are annoyed (and a little turned on) by the constant teasing not allowing you to sleep. For some reason, you almost begin to feel like a mother to these slugs. The creatures don't stop their antics, but you get used to the sensations before long, and are lulled into a deep sleep.
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| 12th Grade Girl with a Slug-Filled Belly (Katy) |
