by J. M. Keep
Again, Verity's underside started its mesmeric pulsing and egg after egg was forced down the tube into Rebecca's needy bowels.
In that dark, forbidden space, the eggs were a struggle to fit. They stretched out her silky insides like a billiard ball in a hose. It wasn't painful, but it did apply pressure on parts of Rebecca that made her orgasm at the slightest touch and come like a fountain. Her cunt quickly became a mess of drooling cream coloured fluids and clearer lubricating juices. Looking down at the gorgeous sight, Rebecca desperately wished that she had enough flexibility to lap at herself and feast upon the carnal banquet going to waste.
The filling of her bowels took much less time than her warm womb had done, it wasn't nearly as spacious. Soon Verity was forced to withdraw the tube with a slick pop, leaving Rebecca's anus twitching and stretched. Then, much to Rebecca's disappointment, Verity lay her back down upon the rock and slipped back into the water. The blonde girl clutched her stomach and stroked her slimy hands over the swollen belly. It felt divine, to be filled with life. This must surely be what it was like to feel pregnant, to feel something alive inside. She was so proud and squirmed happily upon the rocks.
By the time she looked up from her slimy preening, Verity was once more standing above her. As with before, her lower body was dripping with mucous, especially her gorgeous and tight pussy. Thick, slimy ropes of liquid were near constantly drooling from the thin grey slit. To Rebecca it looked like melted sugar being poured, but infinitely more delicious.
'Is it done? Am I with the Great Father’s child?' purred Rebecca happily, her hands stroking across the surface of her distended stomach.
'Almost, my darling.' said Verity. 'But the seeds of life are nothing but embryos in need of fertilisation.'
Rebecca protested and moaned, she was so close to being a mother now, the small setback was endlessly disappointing. Verity reached down and stroked her with a mixture of hands and slimy tentacles. She was so distracted that she barely noticed the ring formed by the malodorous crowd who had been quietly waiting in the wings. The priest, in all his pagan splendour stepped forward and ushered forward a familiar figure with a rough shove.
Rebecca recognised the newcomer instantly, for it was the shambling form of her husband. Charles was bound with his hands behind his back and had picked up a number of livid purple bruises. It was clear that he had put up a significant struggle. The priest held him beside her and smiled pleasantly.
'Rebecca!' cried Charles sadly, before the priest gave him a slap to the back of his head.
'You have a choice, vessel. You can wake up in bed, without any memory of this night, well, with perhaps a little extra soreness, but you can climb back into your vehicle and leave with your adoring husband and never come back...' explained the priest.
Then he gestured to the crowd and beckoned someone forward. One of the most hideously deformed fish-creatures waddled forth, with a cock like a third arm wagging before him. It was a good ten inches long, magnificently veined and as green and mottled as a gherkin. The creature waddled up to Rebecca and paused, its pulsing dick at eye-level with the pretty blonde.
'Or you can stay and birth the Great Father's precious brood. But we would only have service for one of you, vessel. Your husband will be sacrificed to the Great Father immediately, as an offering to him to ensure the health and vitality of your beautiful new children.' continued the priest.
Rebecca looked horrified. Then shifted her attention to Charles who was panting and browbeaten. She gave her husband a sad look, then merely turned her head to one side and wrapped her gorgeous lips around the monstrous cock, worshipping it more love and attention than she could ever have with Charles' pathetic member. She managed to utter one single phrase before the unhuman beast’s cock nestled in the back of her throat.
'Fertilise me.'
Charles screamed and cried, but the crowd did for him, dragging him away until his wails could no longer be heard. But Rebecca wasn't listening anyway, all of her attention was held by the amazing dick being suckled on so greedily. The remaining members of the crowd were moving in, dicks held in their hands. There were a motley selection of sizes and hues, but each of the eager men and creatures were far larger than Charles. Rebecca knew instantly that she had made the right choice. The fate of her husband no longer concerned her. It was she who had been chosen by the Great Father, not Charles.
There were all manner of folk in the crowd. From hybrids just starting to show their true nature, to pure-bred children of the ichthyoid lord, like the delicious specimen that she currently slurped upon. When the fish-like man came, he came like a hose and to Rebecca it tasted like ambrosia. The thick jism easily filled her mouth and made her cheeks bulge and strain. She swallowed and swallowed, feeling the come burning in her belly, but even then it wasn't enough. When the seed began to dribble out her nose, she knew that her prize had to be abandoned and she let go. The beastly creature however, happily continue to climax. Rope after rope splashed over her face, leaving creamy purple zigzags of semen across her pretty, moaning features. It even slid down onto her heaving breasts and marred the lace bra with even more perverted hues.
Then Rebecca felt herself being lifted again, once more Verity's handiwork. The silver creature formed a throne for the girl out of living flesh, but tilted her so that both cunt and arse were on display. She wrapped her thin, birch-like arms around the panting human's chest and hugged her tight, pausing only to lap and kiss at her cheeks. She shared with her new convert the taste of the twisted being that had so recently covered her in a sheen on come. It was then, with Rebecca presented like a gift to be unwrapped that the breeding truly started.
One by one, the members of the crowd waddled up to Rebecca and chose a hole. The first lucky man leaned over her and tugged at her collar. His dick must have been fairly large, for Rebecca could feel it parting the stretched ring of her bum delightfully wide. Once more she recognised the grinning form of the hotel attendant. She smiled at him, blew him a kiss and then wriggled her bum encouragingly. Quickly he pushed forward into Rebecca's slime-coated bowels, issuing a gurgle of pleasure as he did so. His thrusts were short and fast and within moments he had climaxed inside her. Rebecca moaned wetly, feeling the richly fertile seed oozing about the eggs nestling deep inside her. The attendant was instantly replaced, by a hybrid on the cusp of going entirely over to pure to the backwater look. His features were almost that of a true man, but stretched in a mockery of human symmetry.
His gargantuan prick selected Rebecca's cunt and he effortlessly slipped inside her well-lubricated pussy. He plunged a good six inches into her sweltering birthing pot, groaning with gurgling pleasure as her velvet labial lips sucked at his leathery dick-flesh. Rebecca shuddered with delight, for each time he thrust forward, the crown of his cock would force its way past her cervix and into her fully womb. Each rut caused the eggs to nudge and jostle about, forcing them into her walls in the most pleasing of ways.
She squirted messily all over the hybrid’s shaft and thighs, covering him in her own carnal deliciousness. He too didn't last long and with a wail he clutched her thighs and drove in deep, forcing his cock in among the eggs before releasing his life-giving load.
It felt obscenely hot inside her, in the most wonderful of ways. She clearly felt the jism as it gushed over her batch of waiting eggs, soaking them in its life-giving sperm. Rebecca cooed and hissed words of encouragement, clenching down with all her might to milk every last drop from the hybrid's prick.
Immediately upon pulling out of Rebecca with a glorious wet pop, he was replaced. The cycle continued, with spent mob members returning to her as soon as they had regained hardness. Each time they would choose a different hole, arse or cunt and climax deep inside her once again. It would be impossible to tell who the fathers of her children would be, Rebecca realised, but she didn't care. She just wanted more and more. Throughout it all, Verity held and kissed her vessel, stroking and squeezing her to compliment the rough breeding that
was taking place in womb and bowels.
By the time the crowd was truly done and spent, Rebecca was limp and exhausted. The number of climaxes she had achieved were beyond counting, but had left her a glorious mess. Her rear and pussy were stretched obscenely and from both holes drooled a slow motion waterfall of come. The relatively pearly human cream mixed perfectly with the lustrous purple of more bestial sperm in a dazzling display of carnal fluids. She panted quietly, shivering and trembling as Verity laid her gently down upon the polished rocks.
A puddle had formed beneath them, sticky and warm, comprised of all the spilled fluids that had regretfully escaped Rebecca's sex. The crowd shuffled away, equally exhausted. With them went all of Rebecca's thoughts and feeling toward the world above.
Calmly, tenderly, Verity lay herself down beside Rebecca and wrapped her slim body about her. The tentacles formed a soft living bed upon which they could both lie. In a moment of tenderness, Verity reached over and scooted one of the come-soaked tresses of blonde hair out of Rebecca's vision and smiled at her.
'You know...your father never told you what really happened to your mother all those years ago.' Said Verity quietly, a warm smile spreading over her sultry features. 'Did he, darling girl?'
Somehow Rebecca found the energy to shake her head, her mouth hanging slightly open in a limp grin.
‘Believe me when I say, dear girl.’ purred Verity ‘That she’s a lot closer than you think.’
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