Cocoon Cult

I am awakened from my sensual exhaustion by movement inside my belly. Movement that arouses me. Movement that teases my g-spot and makes my clit swell and pulse. Movement that makes my pussy ooze and my bumhole grow loose as I pee the bed.

I'm pregnant and feeling dreamy and sexual with life growing inside me; everything that I was promised when I came here yesterday is coming true.

I wasn't pregnant when I arrived yesterday, but oh-my, I'm so pregnant now and my quickening has begun.

I can hear Phoebe moaning sensually in the room. She was already pregnant when I got here and feeling her own quickening as she squirmed on her bed. Her belly was undulating lightly when I underwent my own invasive implantation, and this morning her belly is huge and the movement inside her is shockingly active.

She is close and we will all witness her birthing.

They call it birthing, but it isn't really. It's more akin to new life emerging from a burst cocoon. A living cocoon.

I knew all this when I was impregnated yesterday. I was at first just nervous and excited, then overwhelmed by the invasiveness of the process. I was terrified when the little creature burrowed into me untwisting my belly button to make a fresh hole into my most tender flesh. The Coaches were there with their encouragement after the nurse placed the little creature on my bare belly and it went to work.

"That's it." the first Coach said as it wriggled inside me.

"Beautiful," another one said smiling.

I'm ashamed that I strained and screamed when it first slithered inside me. I'm ashamed that its frantic movements exploring my abdomen and across my stomach made me sick up. But when the orgasms started I surrendered to it completely.

"... fuck yeah ..." I whimpered, feeling what I was promised. Feeling the sexual pleasure as the creature skittered around inside my abdomen laying its eggs.

"There it is." the first Coach said, and I felt myself sinking into the bliss I came here for.

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I found this service by clicking on a link on a dark web chat that advertised 'orgasmic suicide guaranteed'. I'd heard about asphyxia being sexual and pleasurable, some drug overdoses being the same, but never one that promised orgasms.

You see; the darkness had hold of me once again as it had over and over since puberty. I wanted to die to end this miserable fog and was researching the most painless way to do it. I'd made those searches before but never had I found something like this.

I clicked the link and left my info. My phone rang almost immediately and I spoke with a pleasant woman who said I could attend their clinic and observe others before making up my mind.

After I arrived they told me how it worked and let me enter one of three dorm rooms. Muffled moans came from behind the other three, and the sound of gagging and vomiting and I wondered at that.

Entering the third, I saw Phoebe lying sweaty and naked on the fitted plastic sheet on her bed, squirming and moaning softly. She was so aroused I could smell her. Her nipples were tight and puckered, her inner thighs and crotch slippery with girl cum, her belly undulating from what they'd put inside her.

A girl lay on another bed surrounded by Coaches, her top pulled up to bare her belly. It was hard to see, but something was placed on the girl's belly and she began to whimper and cry out. I could see her nipples pucker and tent her top as her Coaches encouraged her. I saw the crotch of her jeans darken as she moaned and peed herself.

I wondered what level of pleasure could cause a girl to lose her modesty so completely that she'd pee her pants in front of strangers.

Back in the lobby I was told I could go home and think about it.

"Once it begins, there's no stopping it." I was warned, "Once it's inside you the process will continue until it's over. But you'll be orgasmic all the way through it."

I chose to stay and handed my credit card to the Coach I was with. Once my payment was confirmed I was taken back in the room to one of the empty beds and allowed the little creature to penetrate me. Phoebe was well on her way, and the girl who had peed was now naked and another girl was brought in to lay on the next bed.

As I lay lost in the sensual arousal growing inside me, the Coaches gently undressed me and now I can feel the dozens of eggs the creature attached to the flesh of my bowels and uterus. They are growing, swelling inside me, and most wonderful of all; they are moving.

I place my hands on my belly to feel them quivering, stretching, jerking occasionally as the new pupae within the soft eggs mature. They are absorbing nutrients from my flesh; my body is feeding them like a mother feeds the growing fetus inside her. I feel so maternal, even my tits are plumping and my nipples are puckering tight.

I cup the lumps inside me with my hands and squeeze, making them move deliciously.

I look at the girl in the bed next to me who'd peed; her belly is larger and in constant movement and she's wallowing in sexual bliss, pinching and twisting her nipples as she rolls through this orgasmic alien pregnancy. The room is ripe with sex smells; oozing pussy, loose rectums, pee, sweaty skin and the skunky musk of armpits. Another smell lingers under all of them; the sour odour of vomit.

Sicking up is part of this.

The sexual sounds Phoebe is making attract me. She is kneeling on the floor on the other side of my bed. Her belly is huge and constantly moving

"... yes ... yes ..." she whimpers. sounding desperate, then twice says she's cumming.

Her pupae have hatched and are preparing to leave their cocoon.

Phoebe's bloated belly is the cocoon. My belly is a cocoon.

I know what's coming and so does she, but she's experiencing so much pleasure she's not scared and nor am I. I watch fascinated and hungry for what she is feeling. I yearn to feel my own pupae grow that large and stretch out of their soft eggs, to turn my belly into a riot of movement, accidentally grinding against my g-spot like they are grinding against Phoebe's.

Out of the six beds in the dorm room, four are now occupied. One is not yet filled and Phoebe's is vacant, her pillow crumpled and wet with sweat and the area in the centre of the fitted plastic sheet slick with her girl cum.

As she kneels I can see her dripping onto the floor under her bum as her orgasms roll stronger and stronger in her belly while her pupae stretch and bulge it, seeking a way out.

I know I am watching my future. In mere hours my pupae will emerge from their eggs and seek to be born, their movements inside me frenzied and desperate. I wonder If I'll stay in bed or crawl onto the floor to end this like Phoebe is.

Then her orgasm peaks hard and the squelch is loud in the room as her belly bursts and all six of her pupae slop and plop out of her in a wash of fluid. The shock of that bursting makes Phoebe sick up loudly and wetly as her intestines slide out of her now open belly.

But even through her end-of-life extremus, Phoebe's pelvis is curling as she humps the lumpy mess between her open thighs; grinding herself against her insides and split open eggshells. With her second gurgling heave she flops face down into her own mess.slumping bum up and still; spent and happy.

The door opens and Phoebe is wrapped in a white plastic body bag by two Coaches while a third strips her bed and prepares it for the next girl.

I close my eyes and palpate the growing lumps in my belly, anticipating my future. The sexual whimpers of the rest of the girls and my own the only sound in the dorm. Muffled through the wall I hear a girl scream and I know it's just starting for her; she's becoming an orgasmic living cocoon.

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