Offspring

I'm scared.

It's like a crouching nightmare and I'm scared.

I don't know how I got here.

I don't know where I am.

I don't even know my name.

Surrounded by metal walls that sing softly with a hidden power, feeling the gravity shifting beneath my knees as this strange place moves around me.

It's taking me to where I don't know.

Hidden from them I've watched other girls waiting at the chamber hatch, all dressed in different clothes like I'm dressed in mine, secret smiles for each other as they listen like I listen to the sexual sounds inside the chamber they gather near.

I've been listening to alien sounds and women gurgling, moaning in sexual pleasure, and the loud straining orgasmic grunts from the chamber for hours.

Then another girl enters the chamber as the others wait patiently until her gurgling and orgasmic noises cease before the next enters.

None hesitate, all are eager, most smiling wickedly as they enter.

I can smell the raw arousal of the girls who wait.

Pleasure lies within, I think to myself, A terrible final pleasure that seems worth more that life itself

I know it is final because no girl ever returns from the chamber, nor once inside do they scream for help, nor cry out to stop what is happening to them in there and it always ends in silence.

The second to last girl enters.

I am the only girl left.

With the corridor empty I sneak close to the chamber hatch and press my ear against it, hearing the girl who entered.

... frantic squishing and slurping

... swallowing, gagging, and little cries of delight

... gentle regurgitation punctuated by haunting moans

... ripping of fabric

... desperate gasps and grunts

... straining moans and groans of orgasm

... spattering of thick fluid

... then a frenzy of sharp wet sounds

... long orgasmic whimpers fading to silence as the frenzy fades

My fear softens to excitement and lust.

I feel my nipples pucker and ache and a body memory floods my chest of my nipples being sucked hard by an unremembered mouth.

I don't know what lays within, but I feel it's pull in my crotch, tits, and throat now. It has awakened an irresistible hunger in my belly, a hunger not for food but to be filled.

I want to be filled by what lays within.

Filled like the girls before me, and once filled, moaning and straining like the girls before me.

Falling silent after the frenzy like the girls before me.

It's my turn and I smile as I push open the hatch and enter.

The creature is alien.

Skeletal and predatory.

Long curved teeth bracket its lolling tongue.

Teeth I know will not bite me.

Its pink tongue is long and gnarled and dripping, and as I stare understanding arrives in my mind that it's not a tongue.

It's an ovipositor to deliver clear thick semen and eggs inside me to sate this gnawing hunger in my belly.

I go to the creature and it takes me in its skeletal arms, its wet tongue dripping clear semen near my face.

I wrap my thighs around its body and press my mound against its hard abdomen and grind myself on it.

I want this creature.

I want it inside me.

I smile and take hold of his ovipositor and feel its slippery heat

I open my mouth and suckle it into my mouth and over the root of my tongue, gulping its clear gelatinous semen down my gullet into my hungry belly.

This is what it wants, what we both want, and I now know why the girls moaned.

This is perverse and so arousing.

Its tongue slithering over my tongue and down my throat is sexual intercourse, foreign and thrilling.

Take me, I think, Take me deep and fill me

I want it to fill me with life, to ejaculate down my throat and expand my belly with its juices.

I suck it madly, stroking it with my lips, bobbing my head to take it deep and shallow, swallowing, swallowing, swallowing its slippery cum.

I grasp its head and throat it like a mad thing, knowing this is the way, the sounds I'm making the same sounds I heard when I was afraid.

I'm no longer afraid.

This is where I need to be.

But there is more ...

I see the bulge in its ovipositor moving down its length.

The fat lump sliding quickly, stretching open my lips, filling my mouth, compressing the root of my tongue then bulging my throat as I force swallow it down.

It's an egg.

The creature's egg.

More follow as the first plops into my stomach and I feel a tightening in my sex. A clenching in my lower belly that is so sexual, so pleasurable, so needy.

My own sex stink finds my nose. I'm going to orgasm.

I swallow egg after egg, greedy and lustful as the lumps squeeze down my throat to my swelling belly.

I'm going to orgasm as it keeps filling my belly.

Such perverse pleasure.

I'm being bred and a slow pulsing orgasm throbs in my sex, growing stronger with each egg swallowed.

Even my tits swell and nipples throb with excitement.

Egg after egg stretches my lips to slide tight down my gullet and bloat my stomach larger; each egg adding to my slow rolling orgasm that pulses in my core; each egg enlarging my belly now pressed tight against his hard flat one.

I am lost in this ecstasy, my belly a womb to its seed and eggs, my crotch slick with my arousal, my holes loose and oozing inside my leggings.

I close my eyes and pray this will never end.

Being throat-fucked so deep and so thoroughly gives me a long shuddering orgasm that threatens to drive me mad.

It is consuming me as I consume its semen and eggs becoming its broodmare.

A happy broodmare.

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I swoon and suddenly I am standing alone on weak and trembling legs, my orgasm still pulsing in my crotch.

It watches me, making its light alien sounds as the walls sing around us.

I cough and feel sick.

My belly churning with so many eggs.

I drop to my knees, my hipbones feeling loose in their sockets.

My belly begins to riot, eggs quivering like wild things inside my belly.

I feel the sphincter at the bottom of my tight stomach open in a sweet aching spasm and the first egg plops into my bowels and begins to travel through me.

Then a second and a third, then a staccato popping rhythm as my stomach begins to empty itself into my bowels and they vibrate there like live things.

This is the beginning of gestation that will lead to birthing whatever it is inside me.

But there are too many eggs.

I feel a rising in my gullet and pitch forward as more eggs vibrate into my bowels.

I understand now.

It gave me more eggs than my body can carry and birth and I must purge the excess.

My stomach curls and semen rises up my gullet.

Then comes the squirmy orgasms in my core as I regurgitate an egg.

Then another.

And another.

My bowels are alive with life as the eggs inside pop open like small wet explosions and the newborn creatures wriggle downwards wanting to be born.

My belly is aching as they undulate and I flop loose on my side.

Birthing becomes irresistible as I moan and strain, feeling the creatures moving lower, seeking an exit from my belly.

I reach between my trembling thighs and rip the crotch of my leggings open, baring my bum for the final orgasmic act of birth.

I strain hard and long, pushing with all my strength and feel my loose bumhole gape as though I'm pushing my intestines out of my belly, but they remain inside as the creatures violently plop-plop-plop out of me, driven by the most clenching tight orgasm I've ever experienced.

They slither out between my quivering bum cheeks slapping wetly on the floor, gushed there by the gelatinous semen the creature filled me with.

The last of them slip from me and my spasms slow to quivers.

Peace flows through my slumped body, still vibrating with orgasm.

Then comes the sharp little pinches through my clothing, small bites to my distended belly, breasts, thighs, and bared bum.

I feel my left nipple bitten off and it sends shiver-bumps over my skin.

Then the frenzy begins with sweet sharp sparkles washing over my entire body.

Oh mercy, at last I know who I am.

I'm the mother and the first meal of the offspring I've just birthed ...

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