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The dorm sounds and smells like a whorehouse; moans, orgasmic crying, regurgitated cum, gaped open rectums and eager sweaty bodies.
Only one of us was gay when this started, but now we all love being penetrated and fucked; fucked deep inside our bellies and seeded, becoming pregnant with alien life.
We crave it every minute of the day and return over and over to be bred and to feel the growth of new life in our bellies until the ecstatic blossom that curls our toes.
We're growing weaker and it's only a matter of time before we're all used up and the creatures will return to their hibernation in the ice, but none of us care anymore. Life would be unbearable without this sexual bliss.
All of us are graduate students and volunteered for this study of the exotic coiled creatures found deep in the ice. Top Secret we were told. We studied and warmed the fat coils in our laboratory and they grew. They grew into something wonderful. The pheromones they emitted were irresistible and all of us wanted them inside us at our first exposure.
Taylor was the first to take one, and watching him be penetrated so deeply, filled so completely, his belly bloated round as his rigid cock twitched and quivered, was the most alluring thing I'd ever witnessed in my life. I was trembling as I stripped naked and took one of the creatures to my own bed, laying it down and spreading my thighs wide around it, welcoming it inside my belly, rolling in hypnotic bliss as it took me, seeded me, and bloated my belly with cum.
And the blossom. Oh god, the blossom.
None of us were prepared for that.
One of them is moving deep inside me right now and oh god, it feels so good. His slippery long body feels so deliciously invasive penetrating me. I feel so completely dominated as her stretches my rectum; feel deliriously ecstatic as he explores deep, his pheromone rich juices triggering orgasms that flow through my belly. And when he plunks that fat black seed inside me and floods me with his cum my chain orgasms feel like I'm happily dying in complete bliss.
The one inside me now is an offspring that I birthed myself. I call him Baby, because he is my baby, and I've wanted him from the moment he slithered from my open belly once I blossomed. But I had to wait until he bloated and I healed to be taken by him.
We recover quickly because of their cum. The blossom leaves scars, but we heal within hours and as soon as we do we open our thighs and let another one invade us. Their cum feeds our bodies and keeps us so deep in a state of arousal that we are the creature's sexual slaves.
"I want it to be you." I whimper as he plunks his seed deep in my core under my belly button and squirms around it preparing to fertilize his own offspring that will grow in my belly until it too blossoms.
I am frantic as I feel the swelling of him gathering around his seed, then his violent quivering as he begins to cum. I feel the gushing and the bloat begins and I cry out helpless and overwhelmed; "Oh cum in me." and I am being filled ...
... filled to bursting ...
... my belly bloating as his cum floods me, the powerful flow expanding inside me then traveling up into my stomach from my bloated bowels and erupting up my gullet like a total body ejaculation.
This then is the first ecstasy.
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I remember my older sister telling me how being pregnant felt. She was aroused all the time as her belly grew large and heavy, and her breasts and nipples were constantly stimulated. It was nature's way of rewarding girls so they crave becoming pregnant again and again. It is only modern social and financial restraints that stop them. In prehistoric times they pumped out as many infants as possible to ensure the survival of the human race.
This is how we feel with a seed growing in our bellies, our prostates pulsing constantly, our nipples tingling and puckered, the flesh under them swelling and spongy, our voices higher and feminine. And we return again and again because we have no restraints at all. We are breeders craving to feel life growing in our bellies again and again. A wonder few men will experience.
None of us have eaten for days, we are sustained by this sexual ritual. Nor have any of us have transmitted an update to McMurdo station, for what would we tell them? That we'd become broodmares to the creatures we came here to study? That we are now willing whores churning out infant creatures up to three times a day?
We are so thankful for the storm that swirls heavy above our outpost preventing McMurdo from sending a rescue party, for we don't want this to end until we end.
So all of us return to our beds with a fresh creature as our bellies heal. We moan as the fat creatures open our rectums wide and delve deep to plump the depths of our bowels to plunk that dark, hard seed in our cores then squirm and cry out as our bellies are bloated large and tight with cum. So large and tight that it fills our stomachs to erupt up our gullets as we regurgitate what we can't contain. The creatures always provide more than we need and pleasure we can barely endure.
Then comes the sweaty sexual delirium as the seed grows large in our bellies absorbing the cum of its parent to develop as we absorb that cum as sustenance and for healing. When the shocking hatching of the seed cracking inside us and the tight fullness compresses our insides we know the greatest orgasmic convulsion of all is fast approaching.
We hold ourselves still as the muscles in our abdomen separate and suddenly the creature inside us pushes itself violently upward to form the ecstatic blossom, bulging and rippling under the skin of our belly that splits and sets our offspring free to await our rapid healing before returning to fuck and seed us once more.
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