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The Bloody Tattoo

MayaMiko on Supernatural Stories

I heard a loud scream coming from downstairs. It was definitely Kerry. I could recognize her voice anywhere. Instinct took over; I ran out the room and dashed down those stairs. The front door was wide open, Kerry was lying on the floor shaking like she was having a seizure or something and 3 guys were hovering over her, they looked up and saw me. For a split second we all just stared at each ot

Twist of fate-7

chadoas on Supernatural Stories

All the temples which were in the control of the Pandit fell in the hands of Sapni. She created three parallel armies. The Raja’s soldiers, the bandits and the Pandits private army.

Sapni relunctantly ruled not like an empress but like a goddess blessed with tremendous power and wealth. She missed the life she had lived, like the nymphomaniac whore wife she was, she missed the time when she

Twist of fate 7

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Conspiracy



While Sapni’s was in Grammasi , Nihal in the temple of Gawara Nihal had decided to kill Sapni when she returned from Grammasi. He saw her as a hurdle in his quest for power because he allied himself with the soldiers of Rikakiani Temple’s Pandit who want to control Gawara temple the centre of power, Sapni was in the way

“Get me a horse” She commands. A horse was given an she ro

Every Night For Eternity

LucifersTalon on Supernatural Stories

            He’s out there, outside her window, feeling the warm air as it flowed through his coat and silk shirt and softly caressed his skin.  The moon highlighted pale skin and the white hair of his forearm; it revealed soft, striking blue eyes sheltered under long eyelashes and dark brows; it shone on his hair, a shade no less than black, tied back in ponytail that fell smooth and straight down the middle of his back.  He’s waiting, waiting outside her window for a perfect breeze.

            It came, whipping up his trench coat, knee length and e

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laborately embroidered in dark violet and crimson velvet, and the soft, white curtains strung up about her window; as quick as the wind arrived he was inside, landing his black leather boots with a barely audible click.

            Assessing his surroundings he found himself in the fair company of luxurious furnishings; the trimmings on the chair at the vanity expertly carved and upon the wall a painting of the Renaissance, one he himself might have seen painted.

            His ears listened for sounds down the hall, but the stillness assured him that all were asleep, even the evening servants.

He sunk into the shadows beyond the moonlight, only his smile catching the brilliant light as he studied her, not breathing, not beating, not blinking; staring in silence at his passion, his pleasure, his prey.

            Her eyes snapped open and rolled around in their sockets.  She had heard something, she knew she had, she must have.  Her ears pulled back and listened intently, but nothing in the night moved.  She heard the soothing sound of the wind whipping over the forest below outside her window.  The satin sheets resting over her naked flesh rustled and brushed against her, tickling her lightly, driving her back to sleep.  Nothing.  It was nothing.

            He sensed it; she had woken and was now skirting the edge of dreaming once again, so he rushed forward, at her bedside before the curtains could fall back into place.  She was faced away from him and he reached out and stroked her back with the tips of his fingers until he heard a gasp from the other side of the pillow.  Her chest began to heave, her nipples hardening as she rolled over to face her molester.

            She looked up, terrified of finding a scuffed up convict or some masked stranger standing above her, sharp blade held ready, glinting with sanguine hunger in the light of the moon; instead she found a striking, bright white face staring at her longingly from above dark, elaborate dress.  No blade, she felt better, if only slightly.  His hand moved from her back to her side, resting just below her breast, as he locked eyes with her.  Almost instantly, and with a great ease that frightened her, she felt a tingle in her stomach and released her fear.  His eyes told her that she desired him.

            She felt her lips part as his hand moved up her breast, his thumb passing over her pastel pink areola and onto her stiff nipple, beginning to rub her gently.

His thumb drew circles around her nipple, and his fingers began to play with it, rolling it playfully back and forth, and tugging on it slightly; his long fingernails dragged over them, causing her to close her eyes and breathe deep, even as his palm flattened against her chest and began to squeeze her whole breast, pulling it between his fingers, and bringing it up to his mouth, where he sucked it in and let it slide back out with a pop.  He brought his head down and planted little kisses all over her two bountiful mounds, lashing his tongue against them, eliciting faster and harder breathing from her.

His tongue ran circles around her nipples, sucking them into his mouth, his teeth playing on them, biting them, pulling them; she felt warmth between her legs and the moistness begin to build when he stopped without warning.

            He looked down at her, a bit of saliva caught on his lip as he rose up.  He closed his lips tightly together and smiled, and then lowered again, this time to her lips as he kissed her tenderly.  Her tongue parted his lips and met with his tongue and they danced inside each other’s mouths until she ceased to move.  Her lips grew tight around his and the muscles in her body tensed as her tongue slowly traced its way along his front teeth, feeling the rounded edge of his incisors, and then the protruding, razor length of his canines.  She licked the tip of it and felt her tongue begin to bleed.  He lost control and sucked her tongue deep into her mouth tasting the blood and shivering as it coated his throat.  She pressed away from him and he let her fall back against the mattress, curling her sheets up around her.

            “Oh God, who are you,” she whispered.

            “Not God, I assure you that.” He laughed.  He glanced at the digital clock on her nightstand, checking how much time he had for games. “The name is Lance of Essex, circa 1500 A.D.”

            “Are you mad,” she cried, her breathing growing hard and heavy, her words catching in her throat.

            “Why, no I’m not mad at all, in any sense of the word.” He clasped his hands behind his back. “In fact I’m quite pleased.  I have been wandering on this world for quite some time now, and have found you to be the companion I wish to have at my side into the twilight of eternity,” he said with a gentle smile.

            “Oh God, you are mad.  I’ll scream, I swear I will!  They’ll hear me!”

            “Don’t trouble yourself.   I’ll leave,” his lips curled up, bearing his fangs, as he fell atop her, bracing himself inches away from her pulsating flesh and quivering lips, “If you really want me too.”

            The scream she threatened was welled up in a ball somewhere deep in her belly as her eyes fell into his once again and she felt that overwhelming calm descend on her again. “Please, don’t hurt me,” she said, barely a squeak.

            “I wouldn’t dare.”  He raised up again, and reached along his side, drawing from his vest a knife.  She gasped and held her breath as he took the blade and drew it slowly across his forearm, never taking his gaze from her.  The slightest trickle of blood was caught on the blade which he licked off with unquestionable pleasure.  In moments the wound healed itself and she released her breath, her mouth hanging agape.

            “You-“

            “You too, if you would like; if you will permit me.”  He lowered his arm and tossed off his coat with a grandiose flourish.  “Life eternal.  Beauty, youth eternal.  For the smallest of sacrifices, a bit of blood.”

            “I can’t.” She was breathing fast and hard now, her eyes were brimming with tears, and she felt lightheaded.

            “You yearn for it!  I know it.  I can feel it from you.  You want this as much as I want you to have it.  I can free you from your nightmare, from all your nightmares and we can have it all!”

            “But-“

            “No.”  He put a finger to her lips and kissed them again, feeling her relax beneath his touch.

He began to kiss lower, her chin, her cheek, her jaw, and her neck, her throat.  His lips parted and this teeth spread over the soft flesh of her inviting throat.  He positioned at her artery and let just the slightest unresisted prick draw two drops of blood from her.  Feeling her final submission into his arms he drove his teeth into her throat, releasing a rush of hot blood into his mouth.  He drank deep with every burst of sweet fire that rushed from her until the pulsing weakened and he began to suck every last drop from her body, growing cold then in his arms.

            It didn’t hurt-- at all.  It felt like a pleasure beyond all words as she felt those two deadly fangs pierce her skin and release her blood, like a tidal wave, from her neck.  As he sucked it out of her she felt as if every heartbeat was one overpowering orgasm, even as she faded into the darkness of death, her mind reeled with the boundless pleasure of having the blood sucked out of her by her very own vampire-knight.

Her body relaxed, her eyes closed, and her mouth was left hanging loose.

He drew forth his knife again and pricked the end of his finger, allowing drops of blood to drip into her mouth and flow off her tongue and down her throat.  She began to stir and awoke with a start, her brown eyes turned an icy blue.

            The blood down her throat burned seductively and brought her out of a slumber that felt like a thousand years of relentless orgasm.  The room was no longer so darkly shaded and she could see her dark suitor in ripe relief.  He laid his tongue out for her which she took into her mouth, drawing her newly developed fang along it, releasing a torrent of blood which she sucked hungrily on.

            He moaned in ecstasy as his princess of the night bit down on his tongue and sucked it straightaway into her mouth.  He reached around her squeezing a fistful of her soft ass and drawing his finger lightly over her soaking pussy.  He pulled back his tongue and licked his lips.

            “We must go, now.” He took her hand and led her to the window where the faintest dash of dark blue could be seen painted across the horizon as the sun readied itself for the morning.

            “But how will we get down?”

            “Hold onto me.”

            She wrapped her naked self around him as he floated out of the window and skirted over the forest, away form the rising sun.  The warm summer wind felt magnificent on her bare flesh, flowing over her delicate skin like silk.

            “Where are we going,” she asked him.

            He smiled, “Away from the cities and cars and trains.  For now.”

            She recognized the lights of London and soon the English Channel.  They sailed past massive cruise liners full of people playing shuffleboard before they flew past the Eiffel Tower.  The light was growing steadily on the horizon as a castle with blue topped towers came into view, nestled against a cliff in the mountains of Spain.  They dropped onto a ledge on a cliff below the castle.  Lance lifted up a stone, a few tons at least, and motioned for her to step inside before him as he closed it behind both of them just as the sun broke out for the dawn.

            To their right the end of torch flared up as Lance drew it up from its iron holster.

            “This way.”

            He took her hand and led her through a damp, stone tunnel with a low ceiling they both had to bend down under to pass through.  After a small bit of stooped walking in the curving shaft, a soft light appeared along the side of the stone wall.  They turned the corner into a room built into the very rock of the mountain.

            On the other side of the room, directly in front of them, was a massive four poster bed with gold trimmed pillows and the fluffiest of comforters.  There was no fireplace or anything of the sort, but the room felt warm nonetheless from the combined heat of the hundred or so red and white candles around them.

            “Where…where are we?  What is this,” she asked as she edged cautiously inside.

            “An old sub-dungeon.  A secret place for the original residents to hold those they didn’t want found.  There used to be a hidden stairwell to the main building, but they sealed it up after suspicions arose.  No one knows that it’s here.”

            She looked at him with a smirk, “What? No coffin?”

            He threw back his head and laughed harder than one might expect.  He walked over to an old table and pulled off his vest, tossing it onto an old chair.  He eyed her as his hands began to undo the buttons on his shirt, moving with a deliberate slowness, taunting her as he revealed, inch by inch, a perfectly chiseled chest down to the rolling hills of flesh that were the muscles on his stomach.  He let go and the shirt fell and hung down around his pants where it was tucked into the sides.  He reached behind him and tugged the shirt out of his pants and threw it to the floor, raising his arms out to his sides.

            “Lilith.  Come.”

            She raced at him, falling to her knees in front of him, and reaching up, digging her nails into his flesh, drawing beads of ruby blood from his chest.  She sprung to her feet and closed her mouth over his wounds, licking the slowly dripping blood into her mouth.  He moaned; there was still a touch of warmth from her surrendered life on her lips.  She stepped back and spread a hand out on his breast and pushed him back against the bed, there falling to her knees again as she tried to pull his long boots off, finally resorting to break the buckles and tear the leather.  His skintight pants, unabashedly revealing the outline of his eager penis, were the last in her way.  She struck out her fingernails and shredded the fabric, tearing the pants off in tatters as his cock sprang free into her hands.

She let it brush over her face as she moved up, planting violent kisses down his stomach, his pelvis, and up his shaft until she took the raging hard cock into her mouth.  Her lips quivered as she tasted the precum on her tongue and quickly discovered that she could take him all the way into her throat.  She swallowed with his cock down her throat and he grasped the sides of her head, thrusting ahead, deeper.  She pulled her head back, took a deep breath, and began to rapidly rock her mouth back and forth over his cock, swirling her tongue around the tip as she created a warm, wet suction around the whole thing.  He grabbed a mass of dark hair and began to thrust into her mouth, fucking her face until his body went rigid and he began to cum, shooting his hot sperm down her throat.  He withdrew slowly as she sucked the last drops from his limping dick, squeezing every last white drop out onto her tongue to swallow.

He grabbed her shoulders and tossed her onto the bed, spreading her legs and pulling her hips to the edge as he did.  He pulled the soft lips of her pussy apart and gently, almost curiously licked the outside.  In moments her pussy started to glisten as her juices began to flow.  He pushed his tongue in a tiny bit and felt it, the barrier.

He chuckled, “A virgin.”

“Yes.  For you.”

He smiled, “Every day, from hereon to eternity, a virgin.”

She grew alarmed, “No!  It’s yours!  Take it, please!  I need it!  I need you inside me.  Fuck it out of me!”

He laughed softly and brushed a few hairs away from her cheek, “No, you need to understand.  We are at the start of every night as we were when we died.” He ran his hand down her side. “And so you shall be a virginal goddess at the start of every waking night.”

She glanced around in confusion, “What if I don’t sleep?”

He laughed again, “You will sleep.  We all sleep.  Now lay back.” He pushed her down with the tip of a finger and dove back into his work.

His tongue fell between the folds of her vagina and traced their way around, tensing and relaxing Lilith at the same time.  When the wetness from deep within her began to drip out and onto the floor his tongue lashed out and drove deep inside her pussy, swirling around, teasing and touching every inch it could before pulling out and going back in again.  Her moans followed one after another, increasing in rapidity and he withdrew his tongue and set it to her engorged clitoris, spreading his tongue over her whole pussy and licking up and over her clit eliciting a loud, animalistic groan that reverberated throughout the stone room.  His tongue drew circles around it, flicked it; he nibbled and teased it; he traced each cursive letter out on her even as she mashed her pussy against his face, her thighs closing around him and her hands digging into his skull.  But a Vampire needs no air and he journeyed on, never pausing, never ceasing his skilled barrage of centuries’ honed tongue fucking until suddenly her body arched and a vicious scream escaped her lips as she orgasmed, drenching his face in her warm juices.

She released him and collapsed, her hands between her thighs as she curled up on the bed, giggling softly and manically as she came down from the high.  Lance rolled over against the bed and lifted a bit of the comforter to wipe his face.

He heard her breathing steady and the bed creak, and then a hand on his shoulder.

“I need you, now,” she panted.

Lance flew up to her side.  Still weak from her powerful orgasm, her legs fell open lazily as he crawled between them; his cock was suddenly hard again.

She grabbed him by the neck, “Don’t tease me, fuck me.”

Lance bit his tongue eyeing Lilith dangerously as he raised his hips and slid his aching member down her belly, through a small patch of soft pubic hair, and then slowly along her pussy, lubricating it with her flowing cum.  She gritted her teeth as she waited for him, feeling his chest expand between her hands as he inhaled, feeling the thin layer of sweat forming on his body.

He thrust forward, tearing through her virginity without mercy and filling her hungry cunt with his engorged cock.  Lilith breathed a faint scream and clasped her arms around his back as she felt the pain of her shredded hymen course through her body.  Slowly he pulled back and thrust in again, and again, and again.  The pain began to pass and she began to feel a powerful elation and incomparable pleasure as he pounded his cock in and out of her pussy.

Lance grabbed her hands, and held them up behind her head with one hand, taking her neck and jaw with the other and twisting her face up and away as he fell forward into her throat, driving his teeth into her and sucking deeply on her flesh and blood.  Lilith began to pant and squeezed her eyes shut as she encountered wave after wave of preternatural pleasure.  His cock was a never-ceasing force, slamming into her, pounding a seemingly infinite bliss through her as his mouth sucked her neck, his tongue flashing over her wounds, tickling nerves she never felt; his undulating torso rocked against hers, and an aura of pure sexuality poured out of him into her.

The vampire blood of Lilith infused into his experienced body gave him power he never imagined.  His cock began to grow inside of her as it filled with her blood, pushing against the sensitive walls of her pussy, driving deeper and deeper, slamming up against the very back of her vagina, filling her whole; his thrusts came faster and harder as his freshly fed muscles reached a powerful level of invigoration.  With absolute precision he pulled all the way out of her and thrust all the way back in, over and over and over.

She pulled him close to her, as if she was trying to pull the whole of him inside her as she moaned ever louder and started to buck wildly, pushing her hips up against his.  Without warning she grabbed his shoulders and flipped him on his back, his teeth tearing from her neck.  She clasped a hand over the wound and waited for it to heal and then dove at his neck and sucked her first blood meal from him.  Finished, she raised up, tossing back her hair, and digging her fingers into his chest began to bounce forcefully on his cock, her passion cream dripping over his balls and matting the hair at the base of his cock.

Their moans filled the room as she fell against him, wrapping her arms around him as he lifted his hips, jackhammering her pussy with such power that in moments she cried out, orgasming violently, squirting her hot honey all over his cock; Lance followed immediately thereafter, thrusting his cock all the way inside her, his pleasured howl cracking a mirror on the wall, and sliding his body over hers as he shot his sticky load deep inside her.

With gritted teeth and ragged breath he rolled off of Lilith onto the sweat soaked comforter.  He was still half blacked-out from the orgasm, but as his senses came back to him he slid of the bed and onto his knees at the edge, pulling Lilith’s hips with him.

She reached out a hand, “No, please, my God, no more.”

“Relax,” he pushed her hand away and spread her legs.

He immediately found what he was looking for.  Her pussy and thighs were covered in her virginal blood and his tongue made an uncontrolled launch for it, lapping up every spattered inch and finally closing on her blood and cum soaked cunt and sucking every last sweet juice out, forcing a cry from Lilith.

When he was done he leaned back and wiped his lips with the discarded shirt lying next to him.

“Are you quite finished,” she asked him with a smile.

“For now.”  Lance stood up and lifted Lilith into his arms as he tore the comforter off the bed, revealing white silk sheets and placing her back down.  “We’ll sleep now.  When night comes we raise and feed.”

He laid next to her and smiled.  Lilith reached out a finger and stroked his fang.  “And we do this-“

“Every night,” he returned, “for eternity.”

The Other Side of the Coin Chapter 5

dandalk on Supernatural Stories

Miwa, who was once a middle aged man but who was transformed into a beautiful young Asian girl through the intercession of a magic coin, teaches some teenagers in her neighborhood about sex and helps get a party started with some lighthearted bondage.

Pleasure Island

Dstories on Supernatural Stories

Five women decided to have a girl’s day on a boat out at sea. There was Kim who was Asian with black hair and eyes wearing a black bikini. Next was Crystal who was Latin with dark brown hair and eyes wearing a green bikini. Then was Lisa who was black with black hair and gray eyes wearing a purple bikini. A

I want to be you. (Part 2)

Addicked on Supernatural Stories

It’s always harder to find your bag at the baggage claim, if you’ve never seen it before…



It’s bad enough of course if you happen to be one of the 5,000 black-canvass suitcase owners, checking for tiny details as you watch other people’s black-canvass suitcases go by… When you don’t even know what your own luggage looks like, it’s a whole new game.



So, I endure people thinking me odd, as I

Amber's Ghost Part 2

terranova on Supernatural Stories

I still remember it all so clearly, no matter how many days or years it has been since then. On that first night it happened to me I told myself to keep it a secret; mostly due to fear then, but now, well, I don’t know. I just knew that I couldn’t keep it all in my mind anymore so I decided to write all of my memories of it into a special diary. Maybe it would be useful later, maybe not.

After the night of my first encounter, the days and following weeks seemed uneventful. Even with it still fresh on my mind I did my best to focus on my schoolwork. My mom still thought I had been masturbating that night or exploring my body, however she put it. I knew some stuff about sex and all that, but I didn’t feel like having that conversation with her just yet. Would she even believe me if I tol

The Goddesses of Sex - Intro

TheUnsaved on Supernatural Stories

Intro — the goddesses of sex

My accounts begin at the mailbox, believe it or not. The stories may

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seem incredible but I swear they are true.

I was walking out there, simply to check the mail. Bright, sunshiny day, a little cold. I had shut the lid — no mail yet — and was walking back to the driveway when I heard a vehicle pull up and stop on the road nearby. Turning, I saw a sleek red sports car. Its front window was rolled down and a woman in sunglasses leaned out, smiling at me.

“Hey cutie, what are you doing?”

That was her, not me. I stepped closer, trying to get a better look. “Can I help you with something?”

“Oh, no. I was jus t wondering if we could help you.”

“What?” I stared just a little more. She was gorgeous, her white face around a very large mouth with wide lips. Long, platinum blond hair fell past her shoulders.

She brought one arm up and out of the car, motioning to me, beckoning with her finger. “C’mere.”

Her shoulder was bare. Surely not the rest of her?

“What? I don’t even know you.”

“Aha.” She laughed. “But you will soon. Why don’t you get in the car and come for a ride with us?”

“Um … I don’t understand. ” Obviously there were more inside. I took another step, trying to see, but the glass was tinted heavily. Two shapes in the back, and it looked like another girl was sitting next to the driver.

The driver leaned forward, eyeing me above her shades. “I said, get in the car.” Commanding tone, yet she was grinning with a set of perfect white teeth. “You find me … appealing, don’t you? You were thinking a moment ago, Huh, her shoulder is bare, I wonder if she’s naked. Mm-hmm — ” she looked down — “and your penis just jerked a little, when I said the word naked. Am I surprising you?”

I stared at her, then whipped my head away. What the hell … ?!

“Have I proved myself now?” Still grinning, she pointed to the car’s back door. “Get in the car.”

“Not … not a chance.” I turned to walk away.

The car door slammed and I turned to look; instantly someone pushed me from behind and I stumbled forward, too fast, the car door opened by itself and I hurtled toward it, then my head ducked, someone was there and I flew up over her, then found myself in the seat as if I’d gotten in and sat there myself!

Another door slammed, someone got back in — another girl, sitting to my right, a bathrobe? “Go,” she shouted — “go go go, now!”

The car jerked, backed up, then sped forward and I was pushed back. I leaned forward and felt someone grab at my shirt collar. “What are you doing?!” I yelled — “crazy, what the hell — ”

A hand shoved me back. “Sit down. This won’t take long.” The driver.

I was back again, head next to her hair. A strange smell. “Stop the car.”

Another hand pushed on my head and I fell back, and the front passenger turned to look at me. Whoa — she had dark skin and straight, reflective black hair, a thin, voluptuous face and small lips. “Just wait. We promise you will not …” she giggled … “be hurt.”

Laughter. Girls laughing — four of them. Two in the front, and two in the back, with me between them.

I couldn’t believe this. My heart pounded. Was this even real?

I looked left. The girl was maybe fourteen or fourteen, with long blond hair, and she stared up at me with shadowed eyes, grinning. A small, pink, sleeveless top outlined perfectly her curves — huge breasts for her age, firm and round, and her navel had about three inches clearance. Her shapely legs were completely bare and a denim miniskirt ended just over her thighs, with frayed threads lying over soft white skin.

She looked down, then up and grinned saucily. “Go on,” she said. “Look all you want.”

Face red. I turned around. The other girl had light brown skin, with high cheekbones and thin, wide bright eyes … Asian. Below … her blue bathrobe ended halfway between her hips and knees, letting me see her long, sleek legs bent over the car seat. Her robe's neck … it plunged into a V far down. I could see her deep, dark breast line.

She caught me looking, smiled sweetly, reached up with a long arm and grasped the edge of her neckline, pulled it slightly aside, revealing more flesh. Breasts … no, not everything, but she wore nothing but a blue bra under there!

“Now, Seth.” The blond driver laughed and she was watching me on the rear-view mirror. “Don’t get too wild with Leslie and Sabrina back there.”

“How do you know my name?”

“We know a lot about you,” she said. “Been watching you for some time.”

I leaned forward … totally confused. “What are you talking — what is going on?”

“Well, we should introduce ourselves.” Her head turned and I backed up a little, and she grinned. “Believe it or not, we are the goddesses of sex. In our realm, you’ll learn to know us better.” She kept eyeing me, but her hands were still on the steering wheel as the car went down the road.

“Who … where do you come from?”

“Oh, that’s not for you to know. But you can know our names. I’m Melinda, the mouth.”

“Melinda what?”

“Mouth,” she said. Her lips opened, thick, wet and glossy, and her tongue slid out — slick, huge, waving over her mouth and in the air like the head of a serpent.

This can’t be real. I shifted in my chair, suddenly uncomfortable in my groin.

The other girl turned — her shoulders were also bare but the seat blocked the rest of her. She smiled, and spoke softly, in a sultry voice: “And I’m Ashley Anus. You won’t believe what I can do.”

Face … hot. “Ashley Anus?”

“Yep.”

Back here. The younger girl tilted her head and pursed her lips in a smile. “I’m Leslie Little, and I’ll go to bed with anybody, as long as he’s polite, and nice, and gives me grr-r-reat blowjobs.”

“Seth is nice!” Melinda shouted.

“Oh, I know.” Leslie giggled. “I can’t wait to experience him!”

I was trembling … and at my right, the Asian-looking girl smiled, her beautiful, thin eyes gleaming. She had almost no accent, her voice lilting: “And I am Sabrina, the swimmer. I will have sex anywhere in the water, or even under it. You will love what I can do.”

This was insane.

“In a moment you'll be in our realm.” Melinda was still looking back at me, even while she drove. “Then you can choose whichever one of us you like.”

“To have sex?”

“Absolutely. It’s what we do. And we’re great at it.”

I sat back, stunned. It was beyond anything I could have imagined … four, gorgeous women, whether goddesses or not, kidnapping me, for sex? From me?!

“Here we are,” Melinda said.

In the road the light changed — it looked like a deep, thick cloud of darkness. Without a sound the car drove toward it and then through, inside, dark, and then it emerged into somewhere else, inside.

How had they done that? An inter-dimensional shift? A porthole of some kind?

I looked around, amazed. Walls, ceiling, a door ahead. “It’s a garage,” I said.

“Well where else are we going to park the car?” Melinda stopped, set the brake, turned the engine off, and opened the door and got out.

The other two, Ashley Anus? and Sabrina, opened their doors —

I turned to Leslie. “This can’t be real. You’re not real.”

“A dream, huh?”

“Yeah … has to be.”

“Well in that case, you’ll need to pinch yourself.” Her eyebrows came down and she smiled, wickedly. “Or me.”

“What?”

“Pinch me, Seth. Anywhere.” She leaned my direction. Our hips pressed together. “Come on. Touch me.”

No way. I reached down to her, laid my hand on her leg, near her minskirt’s edge.

Leslie wriggled her shoulders. “Mmm. Come on, you can do better.” She moved my hand back, then up under her skirt. “More. Come onnnn.”

I can’t do this. A forbidden region, her inner thighs pressed together and me pressing in, soft skin, I felt her warmth. In a moment I would be touching —

“Hey, Seth.” I jerked my hand away; Ashley was leaning over at the back door. Wow — I could see up underneath her bra top, and she wore tight, tight black jeans with a thin purple string around her waist above them: a thong. “Come on out,” she said. “Inside.”

They were all waiting. Without looking at Leslie I slid out that way and stood, and Leslie followed. Then she went first, ahead of me, and I saw her curvy butt sway back and forth, underneath her tight skirt. I can’t watch … when standing her head came as high as my chest.

The four girls — or goddesses — were there. Melinda went first, through a doorway, down a hall. Thick, soft, gray-and-red carpet, inlaid with patterns, plain walls, almost no light. Then it opened up into a room: several couches, and a big-screen TV. Several doors lined the walls.

Another girl on the couch looked up — she was lying down on her stomach. “Got another one, Melinda?”

“Mm-hmm,” Melinda said. “Seth.”

“Ooohh, yeah. He’s had some great fantasies, I hear.” The other girl rolled over and sat up — holy crap! She wore a tight bodysuit, solid black, like Catwoman, but at no place did the material line into folds. Lean, pale face with red lips, straight, shoulder-length luscious brown hair, thin shoulders … huge, perfectly formed breasts that outlined completely under the black sheath. I could almost see her nipples.

“Hands off him, Courtney,” Melinda said. “I want him first.”

“Courtney?” I choked. “And she’s … Ashley Anus …” I could barely say it: “What do you do?”

Her voice was deep and breathy: “Courtney Clone.”

“C-clone?”

She stretched, pushing her chest out, boobs protruding toward me … “My special ability is recreating fantasies. Anybody you’ve ever taken a second look at, I clone her. I probe your memory and then I assume her characteristics: body, clothes, voice, memory, even setting. A former girlfriend, or just a sexy somebody you saw in a department store. Britney Spears. Jennifer Lopez. I do them all. I become someone else, and give you an experience.”

Stunned … I looked back to Melinda. Now I could see her full body … long, platinum blond hair, and her large breasts filled her cream-colored sweater that fell off her wide, bare shoulders … the sweater was a thick knit and I could see through to her skin and thin white bra. Underneath she wore denim shorts, just past thigh length.

“And you’re … what do you do again?”

“Mouth,” Melinda said. Then her lips opened again, wide, dark and wet. Her tongue emerged, sliding over her lubricated lips, unnaturally large. It can’t be … her tongue was much longer than it should have been. Melinda licked the air, her saliva crackling, staring at me with wide, shining eyes, then rubbed the corner of her mouth with her finger.

In my pants … my penis was growing harder. I had been erect ever since I had looked at Leslie in the car.

Melinda grinned. “I think you want me first. It’s only fair. I found you and I drove the car.”

I could barely speak. My eyes traveled over her body again — perfectly shaped breasts, trim stomach, wide hips, gorgeous legs. “I’ve … Melinda, I’ve never had sex before.”

“Then I’ll teach you what it’s like — at least, what it's like when you lose your virginity to a goddess.”

Melinda Mouth.

“What’re you going to do with me … what’s your … s-s-special ability?”

I had a pretty good idea but I couldn’t believe it myself.

Melinda grinned, staring at me with sultry eyes. “I’ll show you in there.” She pointed to one of the doors. “Our private realm. Come on.”

No way I could resist her. And no way I wanted to.

I gulped hard. “Okay.”

A girl and her tentacle monster 4.5

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Apparently I fail at actually checking which chapter I posted last, and skipped one. So this one goes between chapter 4 and "5". >_>

 

Thanks to those who commented about that. As well as everyone who likes and reads my stories. :)

 

 

 

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It was not long until I heard Daddy’s car pull into the garage. Still in his and Mommy’s bedroom, I had already prepared for his arrival, so there was no need to pull my thing from my little sister’s throat. I pushed her further down, her gagging slurps really turning me on, making me moan as I began spurting into her stomach just as Mommy greeted Daddy downstairs. Like a good girl she took it all, her already enormous belly swelling a little bit higher up to hold it all before I pulled out and sent jets of my slimy cream streaming onto her face and hair, covering her still flat chest as well while she tried to rub it into her skin. Her entire front was coated in a thick layer of my semen by the time I finished, and I watched her shake in orgasm for a good while before throwing on enough clothing to make myself “presentable”.

 

Leaving little sis to her task of cleaning herself up, I went downstairs, faking illness as I went to find Daddy drinking his coffee and talking to Mommy in the kitchen. Mommy winked at me, and I knew the milk and cream in Daddy’s coffee wasn’t exactly cow-based. It would be his first dose of many.

 

He called me over, wrapping me in a big hug before asking me how I was doing. Of course, I made small talk and used my best princess voice, getting several kisses on the cheek or forehead as I got him to try and “make me feel better”. He barely noticed that he’d finished his coffee before Mommy gave him another cup. This one I could smell was far stronger, the smell of Mommy’s milk and my cum potent to my nose but likely not to Daddy's. He took a sip and commented that it seemed richer, but continued to drink it as I gleefully watched his eyes glaze over slightly by the end of it.

 

I moved to his lap then, squeezing my bottom against his thing as I felt it get harder beneath me. Mommy made an excuse to go to the bathroom then, leaving me alone with him and his rapidly growing arousal. I had my hooks in him already. I smiled, knowing the power of my effect on people was growing as well as confirming men were vulnerable to it as much as, if not more than, women.

 

I kept wriggling around on his lap, innocently adjusting my position in ways that did little to quell the rising heat in his body. He tried to keep talking to me, stammering every so often when I’d move just so, his train of thought trailing off at times as I sensed him wrestle with his conscience and his desires. He’d set his hand on my shoulder, rubbing it a little less like a father should before pulling away when he noticed. He tried to move me on his lap so I wasn’t straddling him, my cotton covered kitty pressing into the crotch of his work pants as his thing strained against the fabric, but he couldn’t seem to get the right hold on me without grabbing my butt or touching my chest. He’d apologize and ask me to hold still, but I never did.

 

I turned my head back, looking at him with my best wide-eyed expression of concern and asked if he was ok. He had beads of sweat on his forehead by now as he claimed he was fine, even if I knew better. He leaned forward to kiss my cheek again, hesitating for only a moment before moving to my lips. I opened my mouth to let his tongue in, nearly cumming right there when I felt his conscience surrender to me. He wasn’t completely mine yet, but I knew I could move on from here.

 

I let him kiss me for a minute or two, our tongues dancing as I pulled his head to mine with one hand, the other moving down to feel the bulge in his pants. He tensed at first, nearly reaching down to stop me, but decided to move his hand to my chest, rubbing my tiny boobies through the oversized shirt. He let go of my chin, letting me maintain the kiss as his now free hand moved to my kitty.

 

He rubbed me through the cloth for a bit until I pushed his hand to the side of my panties. He got the idea, pulling the material to the side before pushing a finger in, making me squeak into his mouth. He buried it to the second knuckle, moving back and forth several times before he pushed a second finger in, and then a third. My juices flowed freely by then, easing his passage before I felt the spasm start. His hand was drenched in my girl-cum as I moaned into his mouth, and when he broke the kiss to clean off his hand, I knew he was done.

 

I quickly slid off his lap, my hands unzipping his fly and pulling out the 8 inch prize that throbbed within before he could say anything. I crammed it down my throat, feeling the stretch of my muscles and tasting the goo that had been oozing out in copious amounts. He moaned in perverse pleasure as I deep throated him, slobbering all over his penis and the sack at the base as it slid into and out of my esophagus.

 

I’d driven him so crazy with lust that he couldn’t last long, grabbing the back of my head with both hands and forcing me all the way down, holding me there as his penis twitched and spasmed, his cum streaming down my throat as I continued to suck wildly. The amount was significant for a human. Mommy must have been very satisfied with him before I came along. He was big and strong, and his thing was a match for his body. Now that I had him, he’d only get better.

 

When I pulled back, his penis remained as hard as ever. He panted in the chair, his twitching penis slick with my saliva, as Mommy came back into the room with my little sister. Both were naked, little sis less cum soaked than before as Mommy licked the excess cum from her lips and leered at the sight of us. I motioned her to come over and take my place, which she did with enthusiasm, grabbing onto Daddy’s thing and pushing it between her boobies. He moaned as she pushed them together tightly and began moving up and down, using my saliva and a dribbling of my cum from her mouth to lubricate the act.

 

Daddy looked down at Mommy, so caught up in the afterglow from my blowjob that he hadn’t realized she’d even entered the room till now. I saw only a momentary questioning look on his face before he just accepted it, reaching down to pinch her nipples and getting rewarded with a stream of milk. His eyes widened as he brought his hand to his mouth, licking off the cream before taking a closer look at all three of our bodies. He reached out and touched my tummy, the absurdly large bulge there nearly causing him to forget about little sis, whom grabbed his other hand and pressed it to her own, even larger belly.

 

The realization that we were both hugely pregnant sent him over the edge, his hips jerking up and sending several spurts of cum onto Mommy’s face and boobies before she opened up and swallowed the tip, letting the last few bits run down her throat. This orgasm was bigger than the last, the amount of cum probably doubling, and I was pretty sure his penis had gotten bigger since I started. Not to mention it still hadn’t gone soft.

 

I moved back between his legs, letting Mommy stand next to him and show him the proud belly bulge I’d given her as well, sending his penis back down my throat. It was, indeed, bigger, and I enjoyed forcing it down my throat all the way to the base repeatedly, using the muscles to milk him as I held it inside. I pressed my thumb to the base of his thing, pinching off the flow of cum as I slurped and sucked, driving him higher than ever before as he tried and failed to find real release in my mouth.

 

Mommy and little sis held his hands to prevent him from interfering with me, pressing them to their own kitties until he began finger fucking them. I kept drenching his penis in as much of my saliva as I could, a clear puddle forming on the chair and the floor below as more dripped down. His ball sack was slick with it, tingling slightly as he began making more and more cum for me. I felt his penis growing still more in my throat, at least another two inches long and thickening another inch around.

 

As if they knew what to do, Mommy and little sis let go of his hands at the same time, both flying to my head once again just as I let go of the base of his penis. He shoved me down, holding me there just like before as he erupted. It spurted again and again, the volume far greater this time than both previous ones combined, and I swallowed greedily. For nearly ten seconds he shot down my throat, until I pulled back and let him fill my mouth. The salty sweetness of his cum was heaven to my tongue, the flavor second only to my lovers and making me shudder in orgasm yet again.

 

When the flow finally stopped, I pulled off and we admired Daddy’s new thing for a moment. It twitched and jumped, still slick with my saliva but clean of any cum. I pulled Daddy off the chair, leading him, Mommy and little sis upstairs to the master bedroom before telling Daddy to lie down on his back. Mommy got up on the bed next to him and offered her still leaking boobies, which he began to suckle ravenously as his penis refused to lie still.

 

I pulled my little sis over to him, letting her straddle his penis before grabbing the base and directing it into her now well-used kitty. I forced her to go slow, the tip finally hitting her cervix about 2/3rds of the way in. Only then did I let go, letting her rear back and slam down with enough force to jam his penis past the inner barrier and straight into her womb. The heat from my cum was intense, making Daddy yell curses intermixed with how good it felt.

 

Her huge stomach bounced and jiggled as she moved up and down, never once pulling up far enough to let the tip of his penis slip from her womb. The slapping sounds were obscene, turning me on further as I moved behind Mommy. I’d originally intended to breed her again, but, considering the amount of my cum in her already, it might have endangered her life if I put more in. Instead I crammed my penis up her behind, drawing a yelp of pleasure and a thank you as I began thrusting.

 

Daddy began to moan more through his milking of Mommy, even stopping to tell little sis he was about to cum. Not missing a beat, she continued to bounce on him, asking me if it was ok. Still thrusting myself, I informed her that letting him cum in her would get her pregnant with Daddy’s babies as well as my own, and that she would be in trouble if she let him pull out. Her face lit up at this news, and she started talking dirtier to him, begging him to cum inside her and give her even more babies.

 

It was all too much for Daddy, and he reached down to press her tightly to him as he began cumming yet again. Little sis screamed in orgasm when she felt even more cum flowing into her, thanking Daddy for his sperm all the while. The sight sent me over the edge as well and I sent shot after shot into Mommy’s bottom, bringing her to orgasm as well before she began to vomit up cum, the huge gobs splashing onto the bed and floor, turning into a thick puddle in moments and a large pile by the time I’d finished.

 

Little sis panted on top of Daddy as Mommy fell so that she lay across the bed with her stomach pressed against his head. I pulled myself from her behind and lifted little sis off Daddy, cleaning his still hard penis off. When finished, I walked around again and picked Mommy up, straddling her on his penis and shoving it into her kitty unceremoniously.

 

Her nose and mouth still leaking cum and her boobies still covered in his own dose from earlier, she humped him like no tomorrow. I’d heard them have sex before, but hadn’t quite known what to make of it at the time. The intensity of their grinding surprised me, and I knew that, even though they were mine to command, they still loved each other. I was a little jealous, but knew I’d have plenty of people to work with eventually. Maybe I’d find several that drove me as wild as they drove each other.

 

Not needing any help from me, I let them go at it as I pulled my little sis over to the steaming pile of semen left over from my latest orgasm. Scooping up a handful of it, I rubbed it into her skin, slicking her up all over, paying closest attention to her boobies, kitty, and behind, but making sure to get plenty of it everywhere, even her hair and ears. I finished with quite a lot to spare, leaving her coated in a quarter inch of cum everywhere, so I instructed her to help me eat it. No sense in letting it all go to waste.

 

Her tummy was still very full from when I’d filled her throat a little over an hour ago, so she had trouble swallowing it. But I had commanded it, so she tried as hard as she could, ending up nearly choking as it went down into her lungs. Only then did I allow her to stop, letting her dribble all she couldn’t take into my mouth and then letting her feed me the rest of what remained on the bed.

 

Next to us, Daddy had been pinching Mommy’s nipples again, milk still streaming out every time and coating his chest. He announced that he was about to cum again, and Mommy asked me if it was ok and if she should let him get her pregnant. I scolded her for even having to ask about letting him get her pregnant, but praised her for asking if it was ok to cum yet. I nodded my consent to both and swallowed a large handful of my own cum as they reached peak.

 

I swore I could hear Daddy cumming inside Mommy. The spray was magnificent, making Mommy’s tummy tremble from the force as he held her down tightly. Mommy babbled incoherently in her orgasm, announcing she could feel his sperm fertilizing more of her eggs before screaming one last time and falling to the side, exhausted. Daddy’s penis slipped from her, still hard and ready to go. I had finished my meal, so I crawled over and crammed his penis into my kitty, his and Mommy’s juices still covering it on its way in.

 

Daddy wasn’t ready for it and gasped in surprise, my kitty sucking him all the way in with one stroke. My cervix gripped him tightly, making clear to him he couldn’t leave my womb till both he and I were satisfied. It was delightfully obscene to be fucking my own Daddy with Mommy nearly passed out beside me and my little sister watching intently. He pumped into me as hard as he could, caressing my huge belly and imagining adding his own children to the ones already inside. I egged him on, using my princess voice to beg him to fuck me harder, and I was rewarded with him flipping me over so he could drive into me from behind, my hands and knees on the bed.

 

He rammed into me with his whole body, the springs creaking in protest with every thrust. It was WONDERFUL. I tore the sheets in my long multi-orgasm, each one riding into the next in a sea of blissful release. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVED fucking Mommy and little sis pregnant. The feel of cumming deep inside a woman, knowing your sperm will be flooding their eggs and making their bellies swell with your children was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. But I understood that I was still a female, and that meant being bred, hard and thoroughly, would probably always top breeding others.

 

Somewhere in my orgasm, I heard Daddy ask if he could cum now. I screamed something to the effect that he was to fuck his babies into me as many times as it took to satisfy us, and not a single time less. His response was to buck harder, and I felt Daddy’s sperm flooding into me, his thrusts never once ceasing. The orgasm intensified again, and I grabbed Mommy, pulling her beneath me so I could suckle. I drained milk through my screams, biting her nipples and bringing her to orgasm as well before I felt Daddy’s cum spill into me again.

 

With a quick command, I made my little sister crawl underneath Daddy so that she could lick his ball sack, penis, and my clit, the new sensations making Daddy come again after only a minute or two. I was in heaven. I could feel he’d squirted at least quart of cum into me since we began, each time shooting more than the last.

 

He flipped me onto my back, Mommy moving beside me so she could let me nurse some more. He spread my legs apart as far as they could go, my now even larger belly framed by them as he began to pile drive into me from above. Little sis licked feverishly between thrusts, fingering her own kitty, until Daddy thrust into me one last time, his penis swelling yet again as he released a torrent into my thirsty womb.

 

The volume seemed equal to the total amount he’d spurted since I’d begun his conversion, my belly growing visibly as he flooded my eggs. I wrapped my legs around his waist, refusing to let go even if I knew he wouldn’t try to pull out. Mommy and little sis cried out as well, the scene causing them to cum hard, all four of us basking in a wondrous afterglow.

 

I knew it wouldn’t last, but at this moment I was satisfied. I felt Daddy’s penis going soft inside me, the size still impressive as it popped out without a single drop of cum escaping my kitty, and I knew he was too. As much as I was in control, I knew I needed sex as much as I had food before. My first three thralls were not merely a way to produce children, they were a food source as well. I made sure to keep that in mind as I began planning my next move...

The Goddesses of Sex - part 1: Melinda

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Melinda

Melinda stared at me as she reached down, grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. “Wait for us, girls. This will take a while.”

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Leslie watched me, though, then she brought her hands down to her skirt and pulled up a corner, just a little. My god … I could see part of her lace white panties, between her legs.

“I’ll get you later, Seth,” Leslie whispered.

Back to Melinda. She walked in front, her shorts tight around her buttocks. She whipped around and caught me staring. “Like my sexy ass? Believe it or not, Ashley is actually sexier down there.”

Ashley Anus. “No … I want you.” I couldn’t believe I was doing this … we were near the door and it was opening by itself somehow. I bent low, one arm beneath her incredible legs and touched skin, then hoisted her up into my arms.

Melinda’s hands wrapped around my neck and her head leaned toward me. “Oh Seth. Seth. I’m not your bride. You’re breaking a few rules here.”

“I don't care ...” My heart pounded with her this close, her chest touching mine.

We were inside and the door closed — the room was small, with thick, cream-colored carpet, the same color as her skin-tight sweater. A huge bed was in the center, king-sized … I reached it and she slid out of my arms onto the off-white quilt, then spread herself out on her back and stretched, clothed breasts sticking up in the air.

Do it now. I fell beside her, almost on top of her, her body almost under mine. Melinda giggled and scooted back, slid up against several pillows. My head touched her chest — my chin against her round boobs, then my head went up. Sweaty … I was hot all over. Her face came toward mine and I stayed where I was.

Our mouths met and her lips fully surrounded mine as we kissed. Wet, she was sucking on me, I could hardly breath while her mouth pulled rhythmically at mine … I almost gasped as I felt my body jolt, with each tug of her lips like a vacuum on my mouth, her eyelashes fluttering near mine …

“Mmmmm.” Smack. Melinda retreated briefly, then moaned. “Oh yesss. Oh yesssss.” Her tongue protruded and she licked her lips, then came forward again and her lips closed around mine — then her tongue probed at my lips.

Oh my god. I flinched … this was new for me.

“Open wide,” she murmured.

Thrill shot up from my groin and into my spine … I cracked open my lips just slightly and Melinda’s tongue slipped in and touched mine, warm saliva and her face pushed closer, tongue digging and then my tongue touched hers again … smack, smack … her tongue writhed around inside, licking me, slurping —

I groaned with the pleasure as she retreated once more, her tongue withdrew from my mouth and my body shuddered … “Oh my god. Oh my god …”

Melinda’s mouth remained open and she licked the air. “Did you like that?”

Now I came after her and my face touched hers, she giggled and fell back but I was on top of her, licking her huge lips, then pushing my tongue into her mouth, sucking on her … then, both our tongues withdrew, mouths closed … another long, lingering, savoring kiss.

Melinda ended it, leaning back, staring at me with narrow, gleaming eyes. “Do you want to get naked now, Seth?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Completely naked? Do you want to see my luscious boobs and my wet little pussy?”

“Uh-huh …”

“And I’ll bet after my little tricks with your mouth that you really want me to see your big cock, don’t you, Seth?”

My god. “Damn … you’re good.”

Melinda grinned, then her lips curved into a sneer and her tongue emerged and stroked the air. “Oh yes I am. And I’m just getting started, dear.” She slid out from underneath me and sat up on her knees, I turned around, untied each shoe and pulled them off, then my socks …

“No, not there.” Her hands went down to my waist and grasped my t-shirt edges.

I'm going to be naked with this girl and I can't believe it.

My arms went up and Melinda pulled the shirt over my head, then threw it aside. She sat there, eyes flickering over my skin. “Ooohh, aren’t you nice.”

Let’s see your chest, Melinda.

She went next for my belt. Her fingers unbuckled it, then pulled … it slid out from my shorts loops.

Her sultry eyes flicked up to mine. “Getting warmer.” Her hands came for my shorts button and zipper — I gasped.

“No … Melinda, not yet.”

She stopped and looked up at me quizzically.

“I want … want to see you naked first.”

“Top or bottom first?” she asked.

“Top …” My voice cracked and I trembled. “I want to see you topless.”

“My, you really are inexperienced, aren’t you?” She laughed, then smacked her lips together. “Let’s see what my full chest can do to thrill you.”

Melinda drew her arms back and I reached for her, hands trembling. I took her sweater near her waist with both hands and pulled up. Her navel. More. Slowly I moved further, now seeing her whole midriff, then the bottoms of her bra cups. She reached up, letting me take it all the way off, and I could see her whole bra now, her breasts filling the cups and her ridge spilling out in the center.

Over her head, and Melinda shook her hair. Then she eyed me. “Almost there. How do you like me?”

“You’re …” I couldn’t speak. I only stared.

She jiggled her shoulders and her two boobs shook back and forth inside her bra.

“You’re incredible,” I finished.

With one hand I grasped her left breast, though the bra … round, warm, soft. I could barely get my fingers around it.

Melinda whispered, “That would feel better for both of us if that boob were naked.”

Her bra straps were loose below her shoulders and she pushed her arms through them, I let go of her breast, then her elbows went up and with her hands behind her back, she undid the clasp … the bra clasp …

The bra hung on her. I took the straps and pulled it off and her breasts sprung free. Perfectly formed, round and sensuous. Nipples red and inflamed.

I collapsed on her and she giggled, gasping with pleasure … my mouth found one erect nipple and I licked her, sucked it, then licked all the way around her breast while groping her other one … tight skin, thick nipples, swelled taut …

Just as quickly I left her, got back, and her legs snapped … Melinda jumped up to a stand, and untied her shoes, one smooth, shapely leg blurred up past my head and she kicked off one shoe, and then the other, then pulled off her socks.

She dropped back down and lay in front of me, her breasts jiggling, and I could barely control myself.

“Seth?” she asked.

“I … I’m going to cum in my pants …”

Melinda laughed. “Just the sight of me topless and you’ll explode … well, let’s hold off on that.”

Her hand reached down and lay across my pulsing lump.

For a moment I closed my eyes … the thrill subsided only a little.

Melinda squeezed and my spine tingled. Then her hand released me.

My eyes opened again. While still lying down, she was unbuttoning her shorts, and then I reached up, took the waist and pulled down … it was hard, they were so tight! Over her thighs … thin, white panties … I got them off all the way and slipped them off her feet and tossed them aside.

She grinned, pinching her breasts with both her hands, then rubbing them softly. “Mmm, this is going quite well so far.”

I still couldn’t believe she was topless. Melinda was topless and in her underwear.

I reached down, between her legs, and rubbed her panties. Warm, wet.

Then silently I took her panties near her hips and yanked down. Skin … more, more … and there was her vagina, deep and red, hairless and glistening wet.

It beckoned. My head dipped low, bare stomach touching the bed, and my chin went between her legs, mouth open.

Melinda propped herself on her elbows. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you … a blowjob?”

“That’s my job.”

“Can I try you first?”

Melinda’s tongue ran across her lips. “Oooh, yes you can, I just doubt you’re experienced enough.”

My head lowered more and my tongue touched her crack … I had licked her vagina … strange tastes, smells, hot, slick skin. Thrilling! I sucked on her, kissed her, rubbing one hand on her thigh, and with the other I groped her breast …

“Mmmm,” Melinda moaned. “Seth, I’m the Mouth, and you’ll need some practice with this …” I kept licking, sucking, feeling her juices drain. “Ooohh … mm, but that does feel good.”

My cheeks pressed on her inner thighs, I dug deeper with my tongue, feeling uncontrolled now, and Melinda twitched, sighing and moaning … I drooled into her, worked up some saliva and spit it out on her, then rubbed it in with my finger …

She moaned — “Oh, oh, do it again, yes, yessss.”

Her body shook and I kept licking her, tongue probing folds of glistening red skin. Was that her clitoris? I took it between my lips and sucked —

“Aaaaaa!” Stunned, I let go and stopped, but Melinda’s head was aimed toward me, eyes closed and huge lips open … “No, no no, keep going, do it.” I sucked on her again and she convulsed, her knees moving up and down, her mouth gasping and moaning, “Oh, yes, oh, oh my god, oh, suck me … oh, Seth, oh …”

I licked her, tonguing her flesh, but her quivering had slowed. Melinda’s legs drew closer together and I sat up, my tongue dripping with her cum, the taste remaining.

“Mmmmm.” Melinda sat up, legs crossed underneath her, then she got to her knees and grabbed my arm, turned me around and pushed my head down to the pillows. She was in front of me, leaning over with hair and boobs hanging down. “Now it’s your turn for my blowjob.”

I shivered as her thin fingers unbuttoned my shorts, then pulled down the zipper. Hold it in.

Melinda pulled the shorts down without help, all the way across, off my legs, then her hand lightly felt my hard penis through my underwear.

“Oooh, this will be good.” Then Melinda, still completely naked … and on the bed with me … peeled off my underwear. My penis was exposed and protruding, already wet near the tip … oh, my god.

Melinda tossed the briefs away and lowered her gaze, eyes narrow and slutty, mouth open, tongue stroking the air.

“Oh, you’re big,” she said. “But you could be bigger.”

“And you’re going to put it inside your mouth.”

Melinda’s eyebrows lowered and she stared at me salaciously. “You haven’t lived until I’m giving you head, Seth. I’m about to take all of you inside my mouth. Deep and wet. Feel my tongue sliding all over you as your big cock penetrates my throat. And I swallow cum too, Seth. All of it.”

Her head came down, lips spread open farther than I thought possible, deep, wet mouth … I closed my eyes as her breath flowed over my penis, then I opened and looked. Her mouth was closed and she kissed the trunk, head twisting, a long kiss … then, suction, on the side … she moved up with her chin just over the head and licked — just above the tip.

“I’m going to drain you,” Melinda whispered.

Then she came down with her tongue out and she licked the side … I flinched and almost burst out right on her face, she kept going, licked around and around, hot, wet saliva sliding, licking, sucking, then, back at the top … and she slipped the head in between her lips and inside.

Oh god … Melinda slid her rippling lips over my penis, almost halfway, then backed out, still partially in, and then sucked in deeper, her tongue inside and licking me and her inner cheeks pressing in, wet, then I felt my tip hit the back of her throat — she sucked in, out, in, out …

I erupted into her! “Mmmmm —” and Melinda sucked even harder, her throat constricting, swallowing it all! Her lips were almost into my pubic hair and all of my penis was inside her — I gasped and cummed again into her mouth and Melinda swallowed … now her lips cracked open and twitched over my trunk, rippling. Then her tongue emerged under my penis, slick with white goo and she pulled the penis out all the way, the head near her huge, bulging lips …

I spurted again. She caught it on the lips, thick and stringy, and her eyes probed mine. “Mmmm, tastes so good. Ahhhh-haaa …” Melinda slurped in the semen and swallowed it with a loud gulp. “Ahhhh.”

More cum — it spit out of the top and onto her mouth, Melinda swept it inside with her tongue and then licked my penis top and suddenly plunged my penis back in, sliding down to her throat and then more, all the way! I moaned and Melinda’s chin pressed into my sack as I spermed more into her throat, over and over — she swallowed it all, then her tongue slid out underneath my jerking trunk but I could hardly see it, only felt it, then I watched as she licked at my balls … her mouth expanded, over my sack and she drew that up into her mouth, all of it, and her lips clamped shut over them and she kept sucking … she had my whole package inside her!

I kept spurting. Melinda kept swallowing, sucking, licking my penis and balls inside her mouth. But I had slowed down.

My sack dropped limply out of her mouth, dripping wet. Slowly Melinda drew her mouth away, wet skin sliding around my penis, and she released the tip with a loud, slippery smack.

“Now I know you liked that. Want some more?”

“Oh … oh my god, Melinda, I can’t … I don’t have any more.”

“Ohhh.” She frowned at me with sympathy. “Damn it. Are you sure?”

“I’m … I’m sorry … you drained me, like you said,” I gasped.

Now Melinda grinned. “Ahhhh.” Her mouth opened wide, almost as if for a yawn, and her tongue slithered into view, probing the air like a serpent, saliva and cum crackling inside. Lips closed again, and she spoke. “Well, we goddesses of sex have a special way to keep the cum flowing … always.”

Her body slid up beside mine, her stomach on mine and her breasts on my chest, and her enormous tongue was licking her own lips, then it slipped back inside her mouth and her head was beside mine, and she kissed me, her lips fully surrounding mine, sucking, then her tongue licking …

A jolt of electricity coursed through me and I felt my vigor return instantly.

“Feel that?” she asked around my lips.

My body shuddered. I barely nodded.

Melinda let go of my mouth, spit sliding. “You’ll not run out of orgasms anytime soon, Seth.” Voice low, breathy, her huge lips moving right in front of mine. “I’ll just keep on sucking you until you’re dry. And then when you’re dry I’ll suck you again, and swallow every bit of your cum, all of it. Then I’ll refill you with more.”

“How … how?”

“Goddess power, Seth. Don’t ask how. Merely experience it.”

Melinda’s hand slid down, wet across my stomach, and her fist closed over my penis. She pulled, sliding down at the same time and then she moved off me, turned around and for a second I saw her ass, round and wide and sexy. Her naked legs slipped off the side of the bed, and she kept pulling — I slid toward her somehow and the pillows under my back came with me.

My legs were over the bed and she was on her knees, churning her shoulders and stroking my wet penis with her fingers. Wide, blue eyes bored into mine near the tops of her sockets.

For the first time I noticed the thin string of pearls around her neck. Melinda’s lips bulged as she pulled my penis down toward her chin … then her mouth clasped around the tip and she sucked … one solid suck, dragging it in like a vacuum but not going further than the tip.

I felt the cum well up inside me.

Pop. Melinda released me and withdrew, her right hand still wrapped around my trunk. She rolled her head and squeezed my penis tight. “Ever heard of facials, Seth? I want you to cum all over my face.”

“You’d like that?”

“Oh yesss.” Now Melinda’s fingers slid up and down my penis, squeezing, greased with my cum and her saliva. Over, and over, and over, and over, and over and over and over … faster, faster.

I gasped, my body shuddered … I could barely sit upright but the pillows propped me up from behind.

“Come on, baby.” Melinda’s breasts thrust forward and her hair flipped about her shoulders as she pumped me with her hand. “Give me that cum inside. All of it. Blow it all over me, mmm …” She stopped jerking me for a moment and merely wriggled her fingers in place on my trunk. “Where’s your cum, Seth?”

“It’s … it’s on the way,” I gasped.

Her hand released me and her head lowered. Lips opened just barely. The penis penetrated her face and she pushed it all the way in. Hot and wet inside, a tight hole … slick, sensuous tongue and skin wrapping around me … for a split second I felt her teeth …

Melinda pulled out quickly just as I gasped out loud.

“Oooh, now it’s time,” she whispered.

My head nodded as Melinda’s hand clasped around me again, the trunk newly lubricated by her saliva, and she pumped me repeatedly …

“Ohhh, Seth. Cum on my face. Cum on my lips, my nose, my tongue, everywhere …” Melinda’s head curled backward and for a moment I noticed her legs on the floor, kneeling and pressed together … naked vagina crack, slowly oozing fluid across her inner thighs. “Cum on me, baby.”

That did it. I exploded.

Melinda caught it on her hand and slid her hand back, leaned her head forward …

“AAAhhh!” Another burst shot across her mouth and she moaned with pleasure. Another string. It shot past her neck and stuck to her hair. “Oh my god …”

More semen streaked across her left cheek and nose. Two bursts — they landed on her lips and slowly oozed down her chin. Now Melinda, mouth gaping and moaning, clasped my penis in her fingers again and pumped me for more.

My body spasmed and multiple streams burst forth. They coated her lips, cheeks and tongue, slathered across her teeth, dripped down her neck, landed in her hair. Thick white, stringy cum. She squeezed and jerked my penis, wringing more out.

Finally I was slowing and I stared at Melinda. My cum had collected on her chin and now a long string dripped slowly down toward her legs. More had run down her neck, past the pearl necklace and then down to her luscious breasts … her nipples remained inflamed and the cum had streaked across them and in her deep cleavage line in between.

It was streaked across her inflated red lips … and now her tongue probed outward , slid across the wetness and licked it into her mouth … Melinda gulped loudly as it oozed down her throat and then her tongue expanded even more, sliding across her chin and curving upward to lick herself and draw the gelatinous liquid up toward her lips … faster now, her tongue flipped around her cheeks and nose, slurping up the cum and then returning it to her mouth, I watched her neck pulse in and out as her throat constricted, swallowing every drop of my cum on her face … gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp. Only the sperm on her hair remained.

Her hands went up and she scraped the cum from both her breasts, lifted the stringy substance to her ever-probing tongue, then licked it loudly into her lips. I reached down to her left breast, pinched the nipple, then peeled more cum off her breast — her hand took mine and she lifted my fingers to her face, lips closed around my fingers and licked the cum back toward her throat. Gulp.

Melinda finished. Her face was clean. And I felt completely wasted.

Her mouth closed … and her lips shrank. “Now I know you liked that, Seth.”

“Oh Melinda … that was …”

“I know.” Her head tilted up.

I could hardly breathe as I bent down for the kiss. “There’s … you have more?”

“You haven’t seen the ultimate,” Melinda told me. “Remember when I told you your cock was long, but that it could be longer?”

Her thinner lips clasped together with mine for a gentler kiss. Then her face pressed forward, almost violently, shaking back and forth, no tongue but her lips rippled, firm and pulling hard, I groaned and she grunted over and over, “Mmm … mmm … mmmmMM!”

Finally Melinda let go and I gasped, leaning against the pillows, my penis still wet and now throbbing with reborn energy.

Melinda slid back down to her knees. I leaned forward, ready for more. Glistening sheen spread between her legs. A little of my cum remained between her incredible boobs.

My hands reached down and each clasped a breast, and I groped her.

Melinda’s mouth opened, lips re-inflated and her tongue emerged. “It’s time. Sit back and enjoy the ride of your life.”

I released her boobs and leaned back, my penis hanging horizontally into the air just before her chin.

Melinda pressed my penis back into her, sliding through the throat, hot and wet, she went in and out a couple of times then let go with another smack. Her hand clasped around the trunk, jerked in and out, then she came back and it penetrated her mouth, I felt the tip pass her throat and farther and moaned, almost in pain …

She leaned back and let it out. It looked longer than before — two inches?

Melinda pinched the tip, wriggled her fingers, stared up at me, then focused on the penis and pulled hard. So slippery, she would have to let go, but she didn’t, kept pulling, I felt the pressure on my groin and then something gave inside. She pulled … out, adding inches, penis growing longer, then stopped for a moment.

My god. I was a foot long.

“Mmm, aren’t you the stud now.” Melinda laughed and grinned salaciously, then pulled more … LONGER! and on her knees she walked backward, breasts wiggling, vagina gleaming wet, hand still grasping my head and adding length, now the penis was several feet long and she kept going, then stood up and walked back faster, almost to the wall, she wouldn’t stop!

Her back hit the wall and she let go, leaned against the wall, eyes closed, her head tilted to one side and her legs spread.

My penis wobbled horizontally in the air like tape measure, at least ten or 12 feet long!

The length she had added was dry … only the few inches near the tip were wet and I could feel everything … air rushing past, then her hand wrapped around the trunk about eight inches from the tip …

Melinda raised her hand to her face, slid her humongous mouth over her palm, then blew me a kiss with wet, pursed lips. “Now,” she intoned. “Don’t even believe your eyes. Just believe what you feel when your cock drives into my writhing body.”

Melinda dropped to her hands and knees on the carpet and drew the head to her mouth. Inside, then she pressed in and out, sucking, then in, in … in … and she crawled forward, breasts dangling, my penis had gone far beyond her throat and kept sliding in, more and more, unbelievable! She was going to swallow it ALL?!

She kept crawling, quickly, pushing it in, not stopping, her eyes staring at me. Inside … I felt it sliding through a slick, wet tube, the same sensation as her mouth — now she was almost halfway back to me and her arms came up, grabbing the long trunk ahead of her, pulling it toward her and shoving it in.

Three feet … her lips parted, I felt the cool air and she moaned from within, “Aaaaaagggghhhh.”

Then Melinda was there, her lips sliding all the way back down to my groin and she licked my hairs, nose pressing in. Then she sucked, hard, wet, HOT! and I jolted, jerked upward on the bed and her knees rose up off the floor, bobbing in the air, her whole trembling body mounted on my penis — and I almost passed out, the thrill was too much!

Melinda sucked … her mouth, pulsing in and out and the penis sliding within her, coiling around in her tubes or intestines or something! I gasped, almost stopped breathing, my hands pressed into the bed and then I felt it coming, I reached up and grabbed the back of Melinda’s head, forced her to keep it in …

I exploded, from somewhere deep inside her, and from whatever that place was she swallowed it, I could hear Melinda gulping it down and her tongue slid over my sack and sucked it in … then, buried inside, hundreds of slick, crawling sensations, like multiple tongues, sliding across me — I cried out and erupted again, harder than ever before, repeatedly, long, sustained burst of sperm, Melinda was shuddering, swallowing, sucking, pulling for more, tongue licking my sack and the trunk near my groin and the suction spreading to all parts.

I was floating in an ocean of pleasure, sucking, saliva, moisture, cum everywhere, Melinda had it on her lips and it dribbled out back onto me … near heaven, my senses were gone, then another eruption and she sucked even harder, I couldn’t believe it, licking, tonguing, sucking, hot, wetness …

I must have passed out. The next thing I knew, Melinda was back beside me, lying on top of me with her head over mine, her breasts pressing into my chest. Down there my penis was back to normal length, and I was lying further up on the bed with my head in the pillows … she drew closer, her breath smelling of cum but I didn’t care, and she licked my lips then pressed close for a kiss. I could barely move, I just let her do what she wanted.

Licking, wet hands caressing my face, tongue probing my mouth.

The energy shuddered through me. My lips opened, and Melinda lifted her head up and stared into my eyes.

She grinned … white, wet teeth over her bulging, amazing lips. “Now. Did you like that? Even better than the facial?”

I couldn’t say anything.

Melinda’s lips closed and her eyes narrowed, rolled around and she lowered her head with a sultry, slutty expression. I felt her hand on my penis and she slid across me back that way, grasped the trunk, and I watched stunned as she pulled it up to two feet long, then stretched her body upward, her perfectly round breasts protruding forward, nipples deep red and rigid.

“I’m in the mood for some dessert,” she purred.

And Melinda fit her humongous, wet lips over it and came down all the way, up past her teeth and tongue and inside her throat — from this angle I would have to be driving it up inside her brain!

I barely felt myself ejaculate, again, repeatedly, bursts two seconds long … and Melinda’s mouth drew almost all the way up and then plummeted down again, wringing more cum from the tip that was swallowed up somewhere inside her, she sucked, she sucked, wide eyes focused on me and rolled up to the tops of her sockets, mouth puckered around the trunk, frozen halfway down.

Then Melinda slid it up inside her again, penetrating through her wet, tight tube, I kept cumming and felt my senses drifting … my god, she is incredible … sucking up and down, up and down, shimmering, luscious cream-colored hair falling past her shoulders, beyond that, her breasts and thick taut nipples silhouetted in the light …

Then Melinda stopped, her nose pressed into my groin flesh and just sucked, inside her, not moving outside. More bursts … this was the longest yet. She drew it in, all of it, sucking it out, emptying me from inside, my penis buried inside her tubes inside her incredible body, her eyes opened once more and bored into mine and she kept sucking all of my cum into her throat, throughout minutes upon minutes, and I felt myself drifting off again, out of consciousness, upon wave after wave of orgasms.

 

A girl and her tentacle monster 2

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The next morning I woke up more refreshed than I could ever remember. I was sure I would be sore all over, especially in my kitty, but I didn’t even feel the least bit tired. I even woke up before my alarm.

As I rolled over to shut it off before getting up, I noticed I felt…heavy. When I flipped off the sheets, I was in for a major shock. My tummy was HUGE! I stared at it in wonder for a long while, eventually rubbing my hand over the skin. I remembered how much of his slime my lover put in me and how he gave me his babies, but I didn’t expect my tummy to be so big so fast!

I remembered at some point that this is how my belly ha

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d looked when he’d left, and I wondered if his slime was still inside me and making my tummy so big. I couldn’t feel any movement inside me either. I got up and headed right for the bathroom, hoping my Mommy or Daddy wouldn’t see me. I could only imagine! Their sweet little girl running around with her nightgown forced up over her swollen tummy.

Luckily, they were either still asleep or downstairs, and I got my first glance at myself in the mirror. I’d seen pictures of Mommy when she had been pregnant with me and both my sisters (I’m the middle child), and I wondered if my tummy was even bigger than hers! Maybe it was because I was so much smaller. I also wondered how I could even stand like this. My tummy stuck out at least ten times the diameter of my formerly tiny waist, but I stood normally and felt no pain or even wobbliness.

My nightgown was far, FAR too small for me now, so I pulled it off. I looked at myself naked in the mirror, standing on my little sister’s step stool for a better view, and couldn’t help but think about how beautiful I seemed to have become. I felt older, more mature, and not just because of my pregnancy. My boobies seemed to have gotten a little bigger, too. I touched them gently and found them as sensitive as last night.

A knock on the door made me jump a bit. My big sis, four years older than me, told me to hurry up and finish, since she had to go. Instantly, my heart sank at the thought of her seeing me. I was happy that my lover had given me this body, but I knew they wouldn’t understand. I fumbled for a response for a moment as I threw my nightgown back on, some silly hope in the back of my mind trying to believe it’d help, only to have her open the door suddenly, apologizing and saying it was an emergency. I stammered for a moment, but she just moved past me and sat down, trying to shoo me out all the while.

I exited a bit confused. Had she been so rushed that she just hadn’t noticed? Was that even possible with how I looked? My questions were quickly shoved aside when I felt my little sister’s hands wrap around me in a hug. She and I were only a year apart, so we were pretty close in height. It struck me as very weird that she didn’t ask about why my tummy was too big for her to reach around, or even react at all to it. She just gave me the same “good morning” like she always did. Now I was REALLY confused. Before I knew it, she was leading me downstairs to have breakfast. Daddy patted us on the head with another good morning, and acted like nothing was wrong. Mommy set a bowl of cereal in front of me, not noticing how difficult it was for me to reach it or scoot up to the table.

Daddy was probably the handsomest man I’d ever met. Maybe I was being unfair to other boys, but I still wished that, if my secret lover couldn’t marry me, I could find one that looked like Daddy. Mommy was very, very pretty, and didn’t look old at all. In fact, I thought she looked WAY better than those skinny girls parading around at the high school. She’d had my big sis just after high school, and married Daddy because of it.

Looking at them made me feel kind of funny for some reason. I noticed things I didn’t before. Daddy’s broad chest and strong arms, the way he kept himself in shape despite working at a desk job, even his scruffy morning beard. I’d always thought it was cool how scratchy it was, and found myself wondering what it might feel like if he kissed me, especially on my kitty. I must have turned red when I thought that, as Mommy wondered if I had a fever. When she felt my forehead, I caught myself staring down her shirt at her boobies, which were a whole lot bigger than mine. I barely remembered her breast feeding my little sis, being told she’d done that for me and my big sis, and began wondering if I could try it again.

That thought had me freaked out a little. I didn’t know where they were coming from, but I kept thinking dirty things about everyone. Like how soft my little sister’s hands were and the heart shape of my big sister’s behind. I quickly excused myself, saying I wasn’t hungry and went off to shower.

The water felt really good, but it didn’t calm me down. I felt funny in my kitty, and it kept getting worse and worse. I started to get really scared, since it’d never happened unless my lover was around before. Maybe his stuff inside me was making me feel this way. I tried pushing, like I was gonna pee, but nothing happened. I tried pressing hard on my tummy, hoping it’d squirt out, but it just made the funny feeling get stronger. Finally, I decided to try and scoop it out.

I admit I hadn’t thought it through. Even though I was in gymnastics and was really good at bending in weird ways, my tummy was just too big to get more than a few fingers into my kitty. Then again, once I did, I was glad. It felt SO good. Almost like when you’ve got an itch you can’t seem to scratch, then you finally get it, only better. I pushed them in and out slowly, teasing my boobies with my other hand while sitting on the floor of the tub as the water fell on me. I grew more and more excited by the second as my juices started to flow out of me and down the drain.

It seemed like hours, but it was only minutes before I was panting heavily. The familiar quivering started in my kitty, followed by a lightning bolt that went from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. I clamped the hand that’d been playing with my boobies over my mouth just in time to stifle most of the scream, letting the delightful sensations run through me for a bit before remembering what I was supposed to be doing.

When I’d finished up, Mommy stopped me as I went to my room to get dressed. She worried that I looked flushed, once again feeling my forehead before declaring I had caught a cold. My sisters whined a bit about me getting to stay home for the day, but Mommy wouldn’t have any of it. She made them finish getting ready as she put me back to bed. I felt like my body was starting to heat up as I got in. Maybe I was sick. Maybe that would explain why I felt weird. But I didn’t really think so.

Mommy checked back on me after Daddy took my sisters to school. I’d started sweating a bit now, but the ice pack on my neck felt good. Even through all this, Mommy never said a word about my tummy. She’d even had her hand on it, but she acted like nothing was different. I had so many questions for my lover tonight, but that would have to wait. I was feeling funny again…

 

Mommy checked in on me several more times, the funny feeling getting worse and worse every time she did. Even playing with my kitty didn’t seem to be helping anymore, and I’d squirted at least four more times before Mommy brought me lunch. I must have looked at her funny when I saw it was hot soup, since she just smiled and said that it’d help me get better faster. The ice cold water she brought with it was gone in an instant. I felt like I was on fire, and nothing could quench it. Even eating didn’t help much.

I must not have looked very good, as Mommy decided she was gonna call and get me into the doctor. She leaned in and kissed my sweaty forehead softly, saying she’d be right back. I was a bit confused when she didn’t move for a moment, then I felt her kiss my forehead again. I swear I saw her lick her lips. She stood up looking a bit flustered, almost guilty, and walked out slowly. Part of me wanted her to not to leave.

She came back moments later, and I knew she hadn’t called the doctor yet. Her face wasn’t the same calm, reassuring one she’d shown this morning. She was upset about something, but not with me. She announced she was gonna give me a cold bath to try and bring my temperature down, so I got up, rubbing my tummy absentmindedly as we entered the bathroom.

At first things seemed normal. The water felt pretty good, but it wasn’t getting the fire I still felt inside. Mommy washed my back, slowly singing to me as she did so. As I was trying to decide if my lover getting me pregnant was causing me to feel so strange, I realized Mommy had stopped singing. I heard a deep inhale, and it hit me. She was smelling me! My own mother!

At the same time I thought of how icky that was, something else told me it was a good thing. Mommy seemed to notice I’d been paying attention to her, and quickly began finishing up the bath. She helped me dry off, and I still thought it was strange that, even when she was drying off my swollen tummy, she didn’t even flinch. I’m sure I caught her looking me over in a way mommies shouldn’t.

 

Something was very wrong…