An Offering to the Kraken

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The ship listed to the left as they rode the incoming wave. It rocked back and forth, cutting through the stormy waters. She knew what they had planned for her. The savage captain had killed her parents and her younger sister, but kept her alive. She closed her eyes, but no sleep came. Time passed, waters calmed, and she could see a beam of sunlight peeking through the ceiling boards.

The door burst open. A greasy, heavy-set man came in first, directing his companion toward her. “We’re almost there, lass. Best get yer belly full before we roll in.” He sat an item wrapped in cloth on the floor and kicked it to her. Some pickled herring and a partial loaf of bread.
The second man was burly, with matted, jet-black hair. “We shouldn’t be wastin’ the food on her, Tom. Let’s just fuck her and let her find sustenance on our cocks.”
“Ya silly bastard! She’s got to be a maiden for this to work.”
“She’ll still be a maiden if she sucks us dry, Tom!”
“Aint worth it. The captain will gut us if he finds us stickin’ her.”
The strong man scoffed. “You’re so noble, fat man.”
“I may be fat, but I got the brains you tart!”

The two men bickered as they left. Thora thought back to her family, how they sat around drinking ale and celebrating their bountiful harvest. The pirates came for them that night; ships rolling in under the cover of darkness. They raided their seaside village, killing half of the townsfolk and stealing most of their food supply. Thora was their only captive. The captain had explained how he would use her as an offering to an ageless beast known as the Kraken. Thora had no idea what was to come, but she knew there was no escape.

Her chains clanked as she unwrapped the food and sank her teeth into the gooey vittles. The bread was hard, but reasonably fresh. This was one of the many spoils they had taken from her village. She ate the dry loaf and washed it down with some warm water. Sated and groggy, she finally was able to rest for a while as the creaking galleon rocked her to sleep.

The opening door startled her awake. The two men grabbed her pale arms and brought her to the upper deck. The sun burned her eyes after three days in relative darkness. The grizzled, sunbaked man wore a wine stained blouse underneath a gray overcoat. A well-cared cutlass hung from his lopsided belt. He eyed her with a dangerous smile. His weathered skin was hidden beneath a shiny salt and pepper beard.

“Do you see that island over there?” He spoke in her native tongue as he pointed to a prominent chunk of land on the horizon. “The beast I wish to summon has been spotted near these lands.” He walked slowly and proudly as he spoke. “We took from the village on the largest island and that is where I heard of the offering. Every ten years they offer a maiden to the monster from the deep in exchange for its protection.”

“An exotic virgin from the colder North will surely entice this monster to protect my ship.” He grinned, showing his yellowed teeth. “My name will live forever with a Kraken at my command.”

He allowed her to sit topside as they approached the vibrant tropical island. They dropped anchor and embarked on a rickety rowboat. The two men bickered once more as their boots sank into the wet sand. They pulled the boat onto shore and the captain led Thora down the coast. They came to a stone platform on the water’s edge, noticing an indigenous boy watching from the tree line.

“They won’t bother us since we’re offering to their god. Strip her and bind her over there.”
The two lackeys did as commanded, ripping away her clothes and leaving her alabaster skin exposed. They spun her around and sat her down on the stone pedestal, leaning against a massive stone in the center. They lifted the large rounded stone just enough to put her manacle chain underneath. Grunting, the duo dropped it and rejoined their leader a few steps away.

“Are you sure this will work? She don’t look very appetizing.”
“Of course it will!”
“I heard a lady’s juices will excite things, maybe we should get her goin’.”
The captain, Hernan, studied her for a moment. He walked closer and knelt in the water before her. He easily spread her legs and put out his tongue to explore her crimson bush. “You taste pretty nice down there – sweet like a strawberry!” He put his head back down and prodded her with his tongue. She fought, trying to repel the disgusting man, but she had never felt such sensations before. Small waves splashed against them as he continued. Soon the anger passed and she moaned as he pleased her.

Hernan got to his feet, leaving her wanting more of the amazing feeling. A wave rolled up upon her legs. The muscled man stared as the others passed. “That should bring it around. Too bad we can’t fuck her.” He stared longingly. The captain stopped and drew his cutlass. Without a word, he turned and rended the man’s chest. The lackey gripped the wound, stumbling away and falling upon his back in the sand.
“I do not care what you want. You are a simpleton and I am finished coddling you.” Hernan lifted his blade to strike again, but the bleeding man’s pitiful attempt to guard himself with his arms stopped him. “Perhaps the beast will feast on you as well.” The larger lackey’s eyes were wide with bewilderment. “Are you going to cause me a problem too?” Tom shook his head quickly. “Good, let’s get back to the ship.”

Waves splashed higher, cleaning away the stickiness between her legs. The wounded man gasped and grunted as he writhed in the sand a few yards away. The rowboat carrying two cast out, heading back to the ship. Thora watched her reflection in the surf. Her bright red hair and her grayish eyes had always turned heads. Her freckled shoulders prickled with the cold as she waited for her fate. She wondered if anything would come or if she would freeze to death out here. She felt the spray of cold salty water on her low hanging breasts. Her nipples hardened as she tried to recall thoughts of her family.

A deep sound roused her from her reflection. Another, louder low-pitched sound came. A shadow moved beneath the Spanish galleon – something enormous. She jumped as she watched a huge tentacle erupt from the water, rising well above the mighty ship. It hung in the air for a few moments before it fell back lifelessly, directly striking the middle of the ship. The masts splintered and snapped, collapsing as the giant gray feeler ripped through the body of the boat. Screams echoed across the water as another arm sprang up in a spray of brine, hitting the broken ship with another strike. Wood blasted horizontally, covering a vast area in remnants of the once mighty vessel. Few survivors clung to flotsam as the monster left them to their fate.

The men in the rowboat paddled frantically, attempting to return to land. The water below them quaked as a tentacle launched them high into the air. Both men flailed and howled as they fell down from a ridiculous height, disappearing into the waves. The wounded man called weakly for his former friend. Upon striking the water, however, the hurt man put his head back, closing his eyes as lay silently.

Thora clenched her eyes as she waited for the monster to come for her. Screams were intermittent now, as most of the pirates had been pulled under. She opened her eyes as she heard something. She saw a tentacle lifted high into the air, blocking her view of the afternoon sun. She howled as it fell, shaking the ground as it crushed the man who had fallen nearby. Sand sprayed in all directions, raining upon her as she turned away. The mighty feeler stayed in place as another shot from the water, landing on her other side. Once the sandy spray dissipated, she saw the monster’s body slide toward her from beneath the waves and she tried desperately to free herself, but the rock held firmly.

The Kraken pulled itself closer and out of the water, extending a smaller, slimy tube outward as it moved closer. Thora bucked and screamed as the long, arm-sized protrusion bounced against her closed legs. Suddenly the beast let out a low growl as it hit her legs with the soft extremity. She shook as it moved the cold, slimy limb between her legs, forcing them apart as it put the tip into her loins. Thora lost her breath as the beast penetrated her.

The translucent shaft widened and she watched countless black orbs sliding toward her. She felt small, squishy balls press into her opening. She scooted back, but the monster’s shaft was stuck in place, continuing to fill her with its eggs. Her belly raised as the orbs forced their way inside. She whimpered and squirmed as her belly filled. The experience didn’t hurt, it just seemed uncomfortable.

She thought back to the man’s tongue tracing her lower region. She felt the discomfort lessen and she grew warm. Her stomach had doubled, growing as large as her mother’s belly just before she had her sister. She moaned as she felt the unusual feeling rising in her body once again. With her arms still trapped, she leaned back and lifted her legs, allowing the monster to slide slightly deeper. The flow of eggs increased and she trembled with excitement, laughing as she felt an indescribable feeling wash over her entire body.

She opened her eyes to see her belly was high enough to block her view of the shaft. She leaned to the side and saw a very thick clump of eggs sliding toward her. She shook, trying desperately to avoid the unwelcome objects. A strong pressure moved between her legs, which built and built. Soon it felt unbearable, and after a wrenching pain, it finally slid past. A huge blob of eggs popped inside, causing her to let out a loud, anguished gasp. She felt the beast withdraw, slipping the slimy proboscis from her sore opening. She watched as the enormous feelers slid back into the water, moving a large amount of the white sand along with them. The greenish-blue water was hazy as the beast slipped under the surf and vanished with one quick, deep howl.

Grunting, using all of her might, she was unable to push the eggs free. Her stomach towered above her; it was larger than she thought possible. An eerie silence fell across the area. The sounds of the rolling waves were relaxing after such a horrifying display. The wooden debris thumped occasionally, and she could see bodies bobbing in the distant water. She felt tired and weak as she tried and failed again to release the objects. Her eyes drifted shut and she slipped into darkness.
 
She awoke to the sound of many men grunting behind her. She felt her arm bindings move and she instinctually pulled, finally free from beneath the boulder. She turned to see five sun-kissed young men standing around the rock, pleased at their strength. One of the chains links was bent, allowing them to disconnect it. The broken manacles remained, but now she could move her arms independently. The men spoke in a foreign tongue, but one knew a few words.

“Special.” He pointed to her and then to her belly.
Thora groaned painfully. “Help me.”
The man handed her a clay mug filled with fresh water. “Drink.”

Thora was incredibly thirsty as she gulped it down in four swigs. She wasn’t sure what would happen now. Every chance of leaving the island was gone, but at least she was alive. She felt a tinge of pain and wondered how long that would last.

“Return.” The man smiled, nodding quickly. “Soon.” A few men on the outer ring started back toward the trees.
“I don’t… j-just help me get this out!” She pleaded.
“Stay here.” The remaining men turned, leaving her alone again on the stone pedestal. Thora tried to move, but the sheer weight and size of her belly made it impossible. After a long struggle, she rolled to her side and fell back asleep as the sun warmed her pale skin.

The sun was setting when she awoke. She spied a group of natives approaching, thirty or forty young men, all completely naked. Clearly confused, the man who spoke a few words of Danish tried to help her understand. “Ritual.” He placed a hand on her outstretched stomach as the men encircled her.

“Please… no.” The shooting pain lessened into a constant ache, and she still felt immensely tired. She could see their stiff cocks and she was afraid of what would come next.
“Ritual and… and free.” The man struggled to construct the phrase.
“Free?” She groaned as she laid back. “I don’t have much of a say, do I?” She put her arms down and waited. “Be gentle.” Thora hoped they understood.

The men hoisted her into the sand and onto her hands and feet. They tilted her forward upon her belly, at an angle that kept her rump held high. Some men lined up while others stood to watch, all stroking themselves. The talkative man was at the front of the line. He offered his cock with a smile.

Thora pursed her lips and nodded before she opened wide and let him enter her mouth. The man moaned as he pressed in and out in a slow motion. Suddenly he gasped and pulled out, trotting around behind her. He pushed into her surprisingly resilient vagina and pumped only twice before he shot his load against the wall of eggs inside her.

Another man stepped up and she licked him in the same manner. This man, after a moment, stepped behind her casually and slipped his member into her ass. Thora reached back, rolling forward onto her shoulder, pressing her head against the cool sand. She complained, begging him to stop as she waved her arm wildly. The man pushed in with a loud groan of pleasure. He fucked her as another man stepped forward and pulled her shoulders, lifting her head back up to waist level. He stifled her complaints with his cock and the man behind followed her ass as it moved, continuing to pound her.

The man in her ass slowed and pushed in deeply before he withdrew and quickly stuck it in her pussy. He too shot his seed as deep as he could go with the eggs in place. The process continued for what seemed like an eternity. Some men went directly in the front while others stuck it in her tighter asshole first. Some couldn’t swap holes fast enough and shot it in her butt. Thora had no choice, accepting every man’s seed as they took turns using her. Some men finished in her more than once. She was surprised how little had come out as they continued. It was almost as if their seed was being absorbed by the eggs somehow.

The group of men continued into the night, illuminated by torch light. Thora closed her eyes and tried to think of a better time from back home. She would find orgasm from time to time, and try to cast her mind elsewhere when not feeling pleasure. She was sore all over when she noticed no one was using her mouth to dampen their organ. She was elated to see men leaving and the men who stayed were no longer hard. The last man finished in her sore pussy and they rolled her over, putting her back upon the pedestal before they left, laughing and speaking in a foreign tongue.

Sleep found her easily after the relentless use of her body. The midmorning sun hurt her eyes when she awoke. Small waves rolled upon the shore, and it rolled against her gargantuan stomach as she sat against the stone. Her stomach seemed somehow bigger than the previous night and she felt movement inside. It was terrifying to watch bulges appear momentarily as the creatures inside tried to find a way out. This lasted for a long time until she felt overwhelming urgency to release.

A blast of water came from between her legs, relieving the pressure. She felt many small creatures wriggling as they moved lower in her midsection. She felt a cold slap as they hit her inner thighs. Numerous small creatures flopped in the sand until the wave came to pull them into the ocean. She started counting them to keep herself distracted from the strange sensation of being emptied. About fifty of them, she thought, all about the size of her fist, and all looked like tiny versions of the enormous monster from the previous day.

Some were very small, she noticed, and they stayed close to the shore while the others swam out of sight. Her stomach was nearly back to normal, but she could still feel a few inside her that weren’t moving. Before she could try to get them out, however, another wave hit and she saw a smaller creature between her legs. She was shocked as the baby kraken pushed her ass open and wriggled inside. She gasped as it snaked its way through her insides.

She tried to stand, but slipped on the wet stone, her cushy rump hitting the sand and her legs spread in front of her. The small creatures saw their opportunity and jostled for positon, slipping into her rump one by one. It happened quickly, and she tried to grab a few of the monsters, but they were slippery and all of them passed through her grasp. She gave up after a minute of frustration, and guessed about twenty of them had gone back inside by the end. It felt oddly pleasant, if she wanted to be honest.

Her offspring writhed in her ass, and she decided to accept the feeling by touching herself. Her belly hung low once again as she rolled onto her hands and knees. She rubbed her button as they shifted. She opened her eyes to see the Dutch-speaking tribesman approaching and she continued to pleasure herself as she looked into his eyes. She howled with delight as the man watched. She could see her skin pressing outward as the tiny creatures nestled inside her.

She lay on her side in the warm sand. It took a while before they settled and allowed her to think straight. “Why did they go back in?”
“Mother.” He pointed at her before pointing between her legs. “Not ready for sea.”
“So I keep them in me for another day then I’m free?”
He nodded. “Free until next time.” He smiled warmly.
“N-next time?”
He rubbed her belly with her cold, wet belly with his warm hand. “Many more times.”

The Science of Unbirth

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“Well hello, Caroline!” She felt groggy, trying to remember where she was. The room was clean and illuminated by fluorescent lights. A tall man stood beside her in a white coat. “About time you wake up, missy!” Her mind was hazy as he rubbed her shoulder. She tried to move away, but her body and head were strapped in place. Fixed in a standing position, naked and cold, she could do nothing to cover herself.

“Where am I?”
“An obvious question that I won’t answer!” He showed his teeth, grinning like a fool. “I will, however, say that I do plan to have fun with you.” Carol protested, but he shushed her. “Just stop complaining and let me do my work. First off, I am Dr. Melvin and I have been working on these theories for years. They all thought I was insane, but I will prove them wrong! You are one of my test subjects.”

“Please, I don’t want to-“
“Stop!” He yelled suddenly, “I will not hear of what you want or do not want. This will be worth it and your complaints will not stop me! Do I make myself clear?”
She nodded sheepishly.
“Very good,” he resumed his overly friendly demeanor. “I must warn you that I was forced to modify you for this scenario.” He undid the strap around her head. “There is no easy way to say this, but I had to take your arms and legs.”

Her mind suddenly cleared as she looked down to see her torso strapped in place. Stumps were the only remainder of her former limbs. “Wh- wh- why?” She moved the stumps numbly, feeling as if the amputated limbs were still in place.

“It’s okay, you’ll get used to it. I chose you because you are smaller than most and you have narrow shoulders. You will see.” He walked to a table behind him and removed a cloth, revealing a macabre display of severed limbs. Horrified, she could not find any words. Tears fell to the ground as the man rubbed her head carefully. “Shhh, don’t be upset, I will take care of you, I promise. You’ve been in an induced coma for a few weeks…” He trailed off before rising back to his exuberant norm. “But I assure you that you will enjoy your modifications! But, I am getting ahead of myself.”

The willowy man held up a finger before he bounded into the adjacent room. He pushed a large, cloth-covered contraption through the doorway. Carol could see the definite outline of a person beneath the sheet. He unveiled another woman strapped to a table. She, however, remained intact. Her enormous belly looked out of place on the younger, slender woman. Her small breasts and tiny frame gave contrast to her swollen midsection. Her smooth caramel hair and hazel eyes gave accent to her sun-kissed skin. She smiled as she saw Carol upon the vertical table.

“This is Nadia. She’s going to be your new mother, Caroline.” He noted her confusion. “I know that you’re eleven years her senior, but I don’t think it will matter!” He looked to the oddly calm girl he had just brought in. “First I will have to get your other daughter out of you, won’t I, Nadia?”

She nodded timidly. “Is it going to hurt again?”
He rubbed her taught belly. “I’m afraid so, but she should come out rather quickly this time.” He stepped beside her and injected her with an unknown substance. It didn’t take long before her breathing intensified and she began grunting. “I think you are ready. Give a push!”

The woman’s wide features contorted. Straining, she made no progress for the first few tries. She relaxed to build up for another attempt as sweat rolled from her brow, causing hair to stick to her forehead. She yelled as she pressed again. Again, it produced nothing. She drew in breath and set her teeth as she struggled to force the object out. Finally, her lower lips parted, as something appeared from inside of her. Carol stared, confused as the object started to come out before disappearing back into the restrained girl. “You almost had it – again!” The man called out.

Nadia mustered all of her remaining strength, causing her loins to part once again. This time, however, something passed the threshold. The doctor reached in and wrapped his hands around the slippery item. “Keep going!” He used one hand to open her farther somehow. Nadia screamed and shook as she pushed with all of her might. Another section of the object slid out, which in turn allowed the rest to slide free. More and more pushed out until it reached her breasts and shoulders. The woman was amputated at the shoulders and thighs, just as Carol had been. The Doctor pulled, causing her large breasts to pop past the entrance. He easily pulled her shoulders free and placed her upon a nearby table.

The limbless woman was wet, breathing using a small respirator. Its small tank fixed in place below one of her ruined arms. Nadia smiled with tired satisfaction as Dr. Melvin removed the girl’s breathing apparatus. The Doctor gazed proudly upon her, “did you enjoy being in your mother again, Courtney?” He dabbed the excess fluid away with a towel.

She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. “N-no, of course I didn’t, you know I fucking hate-“
The Doctor slapped her crotch. “Do not use that tone with me! How will you ever be a mother like that?” Much like Carol, Courtney also appeared to be older than the teenaged girl who had birthed her. She had a worried expression, as her soft blue eyes grew teary. Her wet blonde hair stuck to her broad shoulders. It was obvious she took care of herself and had breast implants. Her well-proportioned chest sat above a firm midsection and a shaven vagina. If she still had her arms and legs then she would be gorgeous, Carol thought.

“Just kill me already you sick, twisted motherfucker!” She shook her head, completely at his mercy.
The comment caught The Doctor off guard. “I don’t want to kill you. I love you!” He pinched her breast and touched between her legs. She tensed and frowned. He stopped suddenly. “I see I am going to have to put you back in to learn some humility!”
“Please,” Courtney begged, “please don’t put me in her. Let me at least stay out for a little longer.”
“No, I must, my dear. However I think Caroline would love the opportunity to be a mother this time, wouldn’t you?”

Carol’s eyes went wide. “No, I can’t, please don’t do this to us!” Carol let out a shrill yell. “Someone help us!”

The Doctor laughed as he shushed her yelling. “No one is going to interrupt us if that is what you are trying. Keep quiet or I will have to resort to drastic measures.” His tone was serious. “I used the same modification on you so your skin and vagina will stretch to accept her. Don’t worry.” He rubbed Caroline’s hair, grinning. “Now, I think Courtney is wet enough so we shall-“

Courtney screamed this time, howling at the top of her lungs. The Doctor pursed his lips as he struck her crotch again. “You. You, you, you!” He stepped around the corner before returning with a tube. “I have the perfect method to keep you quiet.” He held up a long, clear tube. Courtney held her lips tight. “No, this isn’t for your mouth, this is for your ass.” Dr. Melvin used a glob of white substance to lubricate the rounded plug on the end of the tube. He pressed it into the defiant woman’s backside. She yelled once more and he drew his hand high, ready to swat. She quieted before he struck. The man brought the other end of the tube to Nadia. He snaked the end between her legs and clicked it into place.

“See, she already had the plug in her. I was intending to allow her to empty after the birth anyway, so this just works out, doesn’t it? Once I open the valves she can release into you instead.” The Doctor flicked the valve open on Nadia’s end. They all could see the excrement slowly creep down the tube. Courtney wailed, begging him to close the valve. He huffed, “you just don’t learn.” He filled a jar with water and removed the end of the tube connected to Courtney. Pouring slowly, he gave Nadia a gravity assisted enema. She took it begrudgingly until the large glass was empty. Dr. Melvin put the hose back in place behind Courtney and opened the valve.

Dark liquid flowed into the amputated woman. “No, stop! Please dear god! Don’t do this to me!”

He waited until most of the mixture had flowed into her before he closed Nadia’s valve and held the tube high. The final portion of the fluid pushed its way into the unwilling receptacle. He clicked her valve closed as he carefully removed the soiled tube. He set it in the sink before returning. “You finally got quiet, Courtney.” She sniffled. “It’s okay, I don’t like to do this, but I need to focus.” He carefully placed a hand on her bulging belly. “Do you want me to make it better?”

He put a finger onto her clit. “Does that feel nice?” She shook her head submissively. “Is it okay if I go in there?” She nodded again quickly. He unzipped his pants and moved her to the edge of the table. “It has been a while for you, hasn’t it?” He snaked his shaft free, prodding her with his generously sized cock before moving it inside her. “I bet you miss sex, don’t you?” Courtney’s mouth opened and her eyes closed as she nodded. “You were quite sex-crazed, weren’t you?” She nodded stiffly, reaching the edge of orgasm. She came within moments, moaning as she rocked slightly without his help.

The Doctor pulled out hurriedly and held his cock, trying not to cum in his hand. He shuffled around the table and rammed the beast into her mouth, causing her to gag as his hot load shot down her throat. She suffered through it, blinking her eyes rapidly. “I can’t get you pregnant, my dear. I can’t ruin my subject!” He zipped and caressed her shapely breast as she tried in vain to pull away.

“Now, back to the plan, first Courtney will go into Caroline.” He rolled the blonde girl closer.
“What is the point to this?” Carol whimpered, hoping somehow that something would save her.
Dr. Melvin picked up a syringe. “There are numerous reasons – you could protect your injured friends, helping them to heal, you could keep your young child in there if you’re worried of them running off during travel, or you could just enjoy the feeling of another person inside of you. This could be the ultimate form of intimacy! But, I must make sure I can replicate this!”

Caroline and Courtney pleaded for him not to do it, but he ignored their complaints. Nadia watched with melancholy as he injected Carol with something. Suddenly she felt her loins dampen. It felt strangely warm in that region as her juices trickled down her thighs. He tilted Caroline backward and attached a new tank to the breathing apparatus on Courtney. Once he deemed her ready, Dr. Melvin lifted the buxom amputee. He directed her to look up, pressing her in nose first.

Carol felt a tingling as she watched the man firmly pressing a full-grown, limbless woman into her pussy. It didn’t seem possible, but Carol watched her as she slowly disappeared. She could feel her lower lips pushing outward to accept the broken woman. Her shoulders passed with a popping noise, but she barely felt any pain. Soon her belly pressed upward more and more as she accepted the unwanted tenant. She could feel tightness as the woman’s breasts squished through her stretching pussy.

The Doctor paused, raising his head. “Oops, I forgot to empty her. Oh well, I don’t want to make a mess now. Serves her right!” He continued feeding her into the maimed woman. Carol could do nothing as he somehow fit the girl’s hips in her loins. “You just sucked that last part right in!” He smiled. “You took that more easily than Nadia did.” He lifted her table, allowing her to rest upright. Her belly pulled downward with the weight of the woman inside of her.

He rolled her to a mirror upon the wall. Carol was sullen. Her dainty mouth agape, horrified as she saw her small frame was now dominated by a massive belly. Fresh tears ran down her cheeks as she thought about the gravity of the situation, of how a woman larger than she was, somehow fit into her. She felt numb as he stroked her hair.

“See, you’re a mother now, Caroline.” He stroked her inflated tummy. “You accepted her so easily.”
“Get her out of me, please! I’ll do anything you want.” She could see her eyebrows upturned and her sad, weepy eyes.
“No, there is one more step that I must test. We have to allow Nadia to be a grandmother.”

Caroline cried softly as the Doctor fixed the breathing mask to her mouth and sat her upright upon the horizontal table. Her belly gave her stability as he lowered the table to knee height. She sobbed as he gave Nadia the injection and waited for her juices to flow. He moved her table and undid her restraints.

“If you can take her in then I will be pleased and free you all. I know it will be difficult, but I think you can do it, Nadia.” Carol looked up as the despondent girl shuffled over her, lowering her privates onto her head. Carol’s muffled yells grew quiet as she was enveloped. The woman carefully lowered herself as the man spread her strategically, helping her to accept the girl’s head. Soon, Nadia gasped as the shoulders breached her. She moved her legs forward, sitting upon the immobile girl. Her weight forced her down upon Caroline, halting only when she was to the woman’s distended belly.

The Doctor came around in front of her. He assured her as he pressed her shoulders downward. Nadia grit her teeth as she felt a pull down below. There was an immense pressure building as she was being forced open to accept the girl inside the girl. “I can’t, it’s too much!”

“You can do this! My experiments will work!” He applied more pressure, thrusting her lower upon the woman’s massive belly. Nadia let out a loud groan as she felt the girl’s belly slipping past her threshold and reforming inside of her. She could feel her lips stretching still, opening over Courtney’s head inside the other girl’s belly.

“It’s not possible!” Nadia slapped his shoulders weakly. The man didn’t listen as he continued forcing her downward. Suddenly Nadia slipped lower. She could feel the softness of the girl’s large breasts pressing out from Caroline’s tummy. Nadia felt the skin compress, as she slowly took more and more. Nadia’s legs pressed outward, causing her to lose her footing and completely fall onto the pregnant woman beneath her. She wailed as she continually moved until the two women were fully inside of her. Nadia sat there for a moment, trying to understand how such a thing could happen.

“I did it! It worked!” He kissed her as she sat, stunned. He sat beside her and she shifted a bit too much, causing her weighted frame to tilt backward. The Doctor was pleased to see her wet pussy nearly visible beneath the mound of flesh. He shifted her back a little more and decided to have a little celebration. He freed his organ and pressed it into the anticipating mound. He felt an obstruction, so he moved slightly and felt it slip deeper. It was amazingly tight, and he knew that he must be inside of Caroline. Another obstruction stopped him.

“Can it be?” He used his hand to wiggle his shaft, moving the tip inside them. It abruptly went deeper, and it became immensely tighter. “Nadia! I’m in Courtney! I’m… I’m inside of the girl, inside of the girl, inside of you! I’m fucking your granddaughter!”

Nadia stared blankly as the man was barely able to see over her massive belly. He gripped her tightly as he pounded them with quick strokes. It did not take long. “I can’t help it, I’m cumming!” Nadia could feel a portion of his cock throbbing inside of her.

The Doctor composed himself and stood back. “That was wonderful.” He patted her mountainous belly. “But, I can’t let you go. Now, prepare to welcome your daughter into the world! Maybe next time you can have twins!”

Heidi

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The tall, willowy woman moved expeditiously down the corridor. Shadows danced as she searched for some form of escape. She rubbed her long copper-colored hair absent-mindedly, thinking about her predicament. I’ve been through every door here and they only lead me in circles. She pressed on. There has to be an exit. She retraced her steps carefully, observing her surroundings. In a slightly larger, well-lit room, a patch of noticeably moss-free stones caught her attention. She moved her dainty fingers, pressing each block, hoping for some sort of hidden passage.

A stone slid in with a loud grind and the pathway opened before her. Heidi lowered her head and stepped into the well-lit alchemy lab. Numerous vials and beakers held strange, colorful liquids. A grubby looking naked woman stood in the center, pouring a lime-green mixture into a pot. The startled dark-skinned woman yelled, dropping her instruments and grabbing a vial of bright orange fluid from the nearby rack. “Stay back, outsider!”

“Hey, wait, I’m just looking for a way out!”
“Keep your distance. Who are you?”
“I’m Heidi, who are you?”
The woman frowned, nearly bursting into tears. “It’s been so long I can’t even recall.” She regained her suspicion. “What do you remember.”
“I woke up about two hours ago, I don’t know how I got here.”
The nameless woman gave a sad smile. “I believe you… but don’t try anything or I’ll burn you!”
She seemed gentle yet confident. Her broad face and stunning figure seemed out of place in this mad-scientist laboratory. Heidi moved closer slowly. “What is this place?”

“The dungeon? I’ve been trapped here for years. I found this secret room and managed to kill the monster that inhabited it. Ever since, I’ve been exploring and collecting samples. I worked in a pharmaceutical lab before I came here, so I have a bare grasp on how to dilute and reengineer the various floras I come across. I’ve seen many things down here that are normally out of a fantasy novel, but luckily for me, they still have some basis in the real world. My skills still have some use, thank god.”

Heidi stepped closer to investigate some of the vibrantly colored fluids. This startled the woman. She lobbed a flask of blue fluid at her. It fell short, shattering on the floor and covering her feet with the odd substance. Everything below her ankle went numb with cold as ice manifested on her bare feet. She couldn’t break free, and only barely managed to stabilize herself as she screamed. “What did you do to me?”

“Sorry, it was reaction. I’m kind of jumpy from being down here. Everyone I’ve met has either tried to kill me or has died.”
Heidi gestured to her ice-bound feet. “Help me!”
“Well, this one, thankfully, is temporary.”

The woman grabbed a small stone from the floor and proceeded to hammer at the ice. “At least this shows me that you’re not here to kill me. You just experienced the freezing potion, but that’s the mildest.” Once free, the woman handed her a vial of brown fluid and uncorked it. “This is a growth potion. It will make you bigger, stronger, and tougher. Look, I could have killed you already if I had wanted.”

With hesitation, Heidi downed the mildly bitter concoction. She felt cold as her body grew, watching the stone floor move away as she gained height. Her burnished red hair lengthened to her waist. Her arms and legs stretched, as well as her midsection, retaining her slender appearance. Her head nearly hit the ceiling when she finally stopped growing. It feels like I’m 10 feet tall! The nameless woman smiled upward, “Now, I have a task for you. Since you’re bigger and stronger, I want you to gather more ingredients for one of my potions.”

The woman gave her instructions and walked with her to the now closed exit. She pressed a stone and the wall parted once again. Heidi moved gracefully despite her size, crawling on her hands and knees to pass through the opening. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw six robed men, who had been searching the various sections of the room, turn to watch her. The woman came in behind Heidi and halted as the men approached menacingly.

The woman tapped on Heidi’s leg. “Kill them or they’ll kill us.” Her voice quivered with fear.
“How do you know?”
“Please, just trust me.” She removed a vial from her belt and lobbed it squarely into a robed man’s chest.
He gave a blood-curdling howl as his skin sizzled beneath the green goop. Mere seconds later he lay upon the ground with a hole bored in his ribcage.
“Wait! Let’s talk first!” Heidi pleaded.
“No! They’re going to kill us if we don’t get them first!” She lobbed another vial that broke upon another man’s shoulder. It quickly melted through his bone and his arm dropped to the ground. Gripping the stump, the man yelled as his opposite hand touched the acid. His screaming slowed until he lost consciousness and collapsed.

Heidi grabbed the nameless woman, holding her off of the ground, careful not to break the two remaining vials on her belt. “Stop!”
“No, you’re making a mistake! Kill them!”
The remaining men brandished daggers as they encircled the quarreling women. One man moved behind her and stabbed her in the ankle, leaving only a mild cut. “Stop! We’re not going to kill you.”

The attack proved to be a distraction, as another robed man leapt forward and snatched a container of white liquid from the woman’s belt. Heidi brought her arm around to grab him, but she missed. Instead, she hit the woman in her hand with enough force to shatter the remaining vial. White, sticky fluid erupted, sticking her hands in place upon the unknown woman. She yanked and struggled, but couldn’t free the bond.

The men sheathed their daggers as the one with the remaining vial lobbed it at her feet. Heidi’s feet glued to the floor instantly. They watched as she frantically tried to break free, but the sticky adhesive held firm. The remaining men investigated the wall where they had emerged. One found the correct stone and opened the secret door. They disappeared into the woman’s lab.

“This is bad.” Heidi stopped flailing.
“I know.”

A creaking door drew their attention. A nude, yet confident, pregnant woman stepped into the room. Caramel colored hair flowed upon her shoulders. Her gentle green eyes and large, soft lips countered her strong cheekbones and flat-ended nose. Her slim frame balanced with puffy breasts and a comfy posterior. Her belly was proportionate, giving her amazing curves without being too distracting. She looked entirely out of place here.

She observed the situation calmly. Coming closer, she leaned around the corner, glancing into the hidden room where the group of cultists inspected the various potions. Once they noticed the spectator, they moved to capture her. She sighed, glancing back to the subdued women as she walked with mild haste. The cultists pursued as she passed the doorway and waited.

They approached cautiously, and once within distance, a large green tentacle launched through the open doorway. It hurled one man into the wall, cracking him like a toy. It whipped to the side and grabbed a second man, crushing him within seconds. The large monster slipped through the narrow entrance and reformed again. The creature was nearly to the ceiling, with massive green tentacles whipping back and forth in all directions.

A cultist drew back to launch an orange vial at the creature, but Heidi took the opportunity to kick him with her free leg. She heard a snap as the lifeless man careened into the final cultist. The vial burst and a spectacular flame engulfed both as they hit the wall. The monster slid a tentacle around the first dead cultist, dragging his body to its now visible maw. Another tentacle moved to grasp Heidi’s leg. As it slipped around her bound ankle, the serene woman spoke gently, “no, not them.”

The monster paused before it withdrew, leaving her leg sticky. However, Heidi noticed that her leg was now free from the adhesive. She lifted her leg as high as she could, just shy of touching her captive wrists. “Can you reach the slime on my ankle? It counters the sticky potion!” The woman reached to gather a handful of the goop, taking a moment to free herself and unbond the larger woman’s hands.

Now loose, Heidi stood, marginally shorter than the tentacle monster. She spoke as she watched the beast eating the former cultists. “Who are you?”
“Trisha.” The woman seemed accustomed to the carnage around her. “And you?”
“I’m Heidi. How come it listens to you?”
“I’m its mother.”
The monster extended another tentacle and took hold of another corpse.
“So, what now?” Heidi questioned.
“We are after the cultists.” She gestured to the monster beside her as she stepped closer. “I need to feed him and they’ve tried to kill us at every turn. They’re all over this place. We heard the screams, so we knew it must be them causing more trouble. So, now you’re safe.”
Heidi relaxed, “Good, thank you.”
“Did it… Do that to you?” The other woman pointed at Trisha’s swollen belly.
Trisha nodded. “Yeah, I’m not looking forward to when it comes out, but he’s protecting me, so it’s worth it.”
“Well, we still need to get what we set out for, Heidi. You two care to join us?”
Trisha shook her head gently. “It needs to feed.“

After restocking her potion belt, Heidi followed the unnamed woman to a large door with numerous scratches on the wall next to it. “Let me warn you that this room has some creatures that resemble humans, but they are the epitome of evil. Their eyes are dark and they will try to hurt you. Don’t hesitate to kill them.”

Heidi opened the door and stepped in carefully, inspecting the dancing shadows as she moved ahead. Three undernourished women with black, empty eyes encircled the larger woman.

Heidi charged in and grabbed two of the women before they realized what was happening. They clawed and bit her before she launched one into the wall. She held the other up and looked into its dark, foreboding eyes. Heidi knew instantly that it was not human. The creature had a warped face and pointed teeth. It snapped at her as she slowly increased the pressure.

Before she could end the monster, she felt immense pain as the last one crawled up her leg and pushed its arm into her lower opening. She frantically tried to shake it off, but it put another arm in and wriggled farther into her. She dropped the monster she held, attempting to grasp the woman entering her. When she opened her legs, however, the creature pulled herself the rest of the way. Heidi stumbled and fell onto her back, her stomach distended by the new resident.

Heidi saw her ally lying dead by the door. The creature she had released had gotten to her, and now it held two of the vials. It uncorked them and sniffed. Grinning wickedly, it came closer and quickly pressed the open vial between Heidi’s legs. She was too stunned to react, as the liquid flowed into her. Wait, it is going into the monster inside of me! Heidi felt her once flat belly swell even farther. Standing, she gripped her inflating midsection, as the creature inside of her elongated. Soon her belly expanded below her knees, causing her to stumble forward and rest upon it. She stood upon her tiptoes when her stomach halted its growth.

This is unreal! I’ve only seen something like this in cartoons! She put her arms upon the mound of flesh beneath her. This isn’t possible! Hearing something, she turned to see the demonic woman holding the other vial for her to see. She moved it behind her and pressed it into her tiny ass as she lay helpless. Heidi felt the cold glass between her legs as the small amount of liquid flowed inside. She felt some of the liquid before it found its path to the woman inside her. Hedi’s body grew somewhat, but it lasted only a few moments.

Her belly continued to balloon, somehow containing the growing human inside. It pressed outward in all directions, lifting her off her toes. She arose, watching the distance increase between the ground and unable to do anything about it. The growth finally stopped when she was roughly five feet in the air. Resting entirely upon her belly, her arms and legs stretched out upon the mountain of skin. She sat immobile, feeling the woman in her moving. Her belly swelled and contracted as the monster twisted and turned.

Without warning, she could feel her lower lips parting. She felt something worming its way out. She gasped as something very large breached her opening. She shrieked as it wiggled, seeming to grow larger as it escaped. She craned her neck to see a giant arm flailing wildly. It pressed its hand upon her ass, using it as an anchor point to hoist itself out of her too-small pussy. Heidi wailed as it popped its head out. It struggled, but finally passed its shoulders. The thin, wet-haired monster, hanging halfway out of her, had grown notably larger than Heidi.

A group emerged from the doorway. The smaller demon dropped as an arrow appeared in its head. Another woman from the group stepped forward. Her perfect face and amazing body illuminated by the ball of fire that levitated above her open hand. She stepped casually closer and lobbed the blaze into the monster’s face. Heidi’s whole body was pulled side to side as the beast writhed in pain. It wrenched itself free from her loins and ran at the women in the doorway.

The full-figured redhead smirked as she erected a pale blue barrier to stop the monster. She followed up as the demonic woman stood stunned, casting two more blazing orbs into her midsection. The creature let out a horrible howl before it tumbled to the stone.

Heidi’s body ached, but she managed to stand. “Please, don’t hurt me!”
“No, no, we’re actually here to help.” Her eyes dark and mysterious. “Come with us and we will escape this nightmare. Thanks to my new abilities I know where the true demon hides.”
Hopeful, Heidi told them about Trisha. They set out to collect her and find the center of the labyrinth.

Dianne

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The man still followed. The dark eyed humanoid with silver hair had been stalking her for hours. He didn’t say a word, only staring as he matched her pace. When she ran, so did he. When she sat, so did he. He always kept his distance, until now, however. He stopped by a doorway and waited for her to notice. Once he was sure that Dianne saw what he wanted, he went inside. Her curiosity got the better of her. She stepped through the open doorway, only to have it slam shut behind her.

The silvery-haired man blocked her exit, smiling as he slowly stepped closer. Dianne backtracked. “What do you want from me?” Naked as they were, she knew he was certainly after her body, but she tried not to contemplate that. The man merely pointed over her shoulder in response.

Dianne turned to see five small beasts lying in the far corner of the room. The man whistled, which roused the monsters. They stood on two legs. Loose, pink skin sagged across their sturdy frame. Their mouths opened in a snarl as they moved closer. They reminded her of large, misshapen bipedal rats.

One darted around her as another bullied her backwards slowly. It lunged, causing her to trip over the other creature. She rested on her elbows as the monsters snapped and growled in every direction.
“Help me!” She squealed.
The man behind her waited wordlessly as they assailed her.

One beast moved closer and nipped her ankle. She pulled away as it repeated the process with the opposite ankle. Without thinking, she had spread her legs wide, trying to escape the mongrel’s quick bites. It turned and pounced into her mound. Suddenly damp, the beast worked its snubbed nose in between her lower opening, spreading her as it pressed with force. With its head inside, she reached down and tried to pull it out, but it used its powerful legs to continue wriggling into her.  She couldn’t stop it from pressing its midsection inside of her. Somehow, she was spreading to accept the larger creature.

It quickly disappeared into the shocked woman. Dianne sat stunned as another creature darted between her legs and parted her lips, slipping inside with unrealistic ease. Then another came and vanished, leaving her more lubricated with each newcomer. Her belly swelled with the weight of the beasts as a fourth pushed inside with lightning speed. She knew it was wrong, but she coaxed the final creature; it paused before lunging into her saturated entrance. She moaned loudly with unexpected excitement.

She seemed to reconnect to reality. Standing clumsily, she gasped as she watched her burdened belly move and shift as the monsters inside jostled for a comfortable position. Her legs were soaked and she could not distinguish what came from her and what came from the beasts. The man reminded her of his presence, stepping behind her and holding her hips.

He kept as silence, but she knew what he wanted. Dianne leaned forward, accepting his shaft easily. She was unimaginably wet as he pounded her. She was coming closer to orgasm, but he surprised her by finishing too quickly. “No! Please keep going!” She tried to continue, but once spent he slipped out and stepped back to the wall.

She turned to yell at him, but was halted by a feeling of growth in her belly. She stumbled forward and put a palm against the wall, pressing a finger into her bush as she felt something pushing its way out. The pleasure was indescribable. She was right on edge, but a creature’s head popped out, causing her to lose it. In a panic, she held its mouth shut and forced it back inside. It struggled as she held her legs closed, supporting herself against the wall as she edged closer and closer. It shook violently, causing her to sway as she held her legs together tightly. The euphoria took her over, making the whole ordeal worthwhile. She quaked with delight as the creatures moved beneath her skin. Moments after finishing she allowed the beast to open her legs.

Dianne was disturbed to feel the large monsters parting her wider than she had ever expected. They plopped onto the ground with a wet slap. She watched her stomach shrink as they exited. One by one until the fifth and final beast fell to the floor. They were larger and darker skinned now. The monsters turned to her and watched. Dianne turned to the man.

“They’re ours now.” Before she could question, the man stepped through the door and ventured down the hall. She opted to follow, as the beasts fell in line behind her. The man led them for what seemed to be an hour. She was tired and sore when they finally came to their destination. He opened a door to reveal a large gathering. The expansive hall had vaulted ceilings and distant walls. Humans and monsters were engaged in an unreal orgy. Scores of cultists had their way with creatures out of fables and nightmares.

A Cyclops drew her attention as he knelt awkwardly. His neck craned against the ceiling as he pressed his enormous cock into the slovenly black woman. Dianne guessed that she must weigh hundreds of pounds. She can’t possibly be able to move like that. The mythical beast gripped her flowing flesh as he slipped his organ into her. The woman’s plentiful midsection roiled as the beast filled her with its seed. Her folds of fat pressed outward as he blasted the liquid into her. I wouldn’t be surprised if she burst at any moment. Dianne had to turn away from the sight.

She followed the man into the madness. No one seemed to mind as she observed. One wispy woman had her own phallus. Sweat beaded on her face as she fucked the limbless, freckled redhead beneath her upon the floor. She was relentless, showing no restraint as the helpless girl moaned in pain and pleasure.

The equipped girl turned to Dianne. Her strong cheekbones and commanding green eyes gave her a unsaid dominance. She slipped her shaft from the maimed girl and turned her large cock to Dianne.

“No, come back! Please! I was almost there!” The orange-haired girl with soft lips and ample breasts called. She used her shoulders to rock back and forth upon her well-formed behind, completely helpless.

The slender woman paid no attention. She placed her hands on Dianne’s hips. They both glanced to the man she had been following. He smiled with a gentle nod. Dianne started to step away, but the woman’s soft hands gave her a small sense of calm in this place. Instead, she decided to open her legs slightly and allow the woman’s cock into her already damp opening. They stood fucking for a short time before the man told them to lie down. Dianne went upon her stomach as the smaller girl positioned herself atop her.

“Take her ass, Rita.”
“Gladly!”

Dianne felt the damp cock pull free before sliding into her backdoor. Surprised, she tensed and struggled, but the girl was stronger than she imagined. The organ moved deeper and deeper as she lay in agony. Eventually, the entire thing was in and the pain began to lessen. Rita rolled them both over, holding her arms and keeping her legs open. Dianne was helpless as she felt something pressing into her open pussy. She looked down to see one of the two-legged monsters trying to press into her again.

“No, wait, I can’t take it again!”

She was more wet than she realized, as the beast pressed in easily. Her stomach swelled upward. Below, Rita still grappled her, humping her ever so subtly. As she feared, another parted her. They had grown since their first entry, so this seemed to defy logic. The beasts lined up and pushed inside one by one. Her belly expanded before her eyes. The girl beneath her didn’t seem to mind, as she stayed in place and moved her hips slowly, pressing her shaft in and out a small amount. The fifth beast wriggled through her soggy lips and found an unclaimed space in her belly.

The man, standing above her, smirked with a knowing glare. He moved into place between her legs and pressed his cock inside, and by some stretch of the imagination, it found a way in. Dianne felt many things moving in her midsection as the man fucked her. The girl beneath her kept her in place, as she too had her way with the burdened woman. Dianne felt things that she had never imagined as her lovers moved in unison. Her belly rocked as they moved faster and faster until she felt the man filling her again. He stepped away and watched as Rita continued to rail her deeply.

“Fuck, wait, just go back in for a second and let me cum!”
“You have to wait.” Rita whispered. Dianne grunted as Rita moved slower, with controlled, full strokes.

Frustration was building, as Dianne wanted nothing more than to vigorously rub herself to completion while the girl used her ass and the monsters nestled in her bloated belly. She could feel something shift as the beasts moved lower in her abdomen. She felt them spreading her open, crawling from her lower regions. There was a wet noise as one slapped onto the floor. It arose and walked aside, now even larger, roughly the size of a mid-range dog.

Dianne teetered on the edge of climax as the second spilled from her. Rita moved as deep as she could and began unloading into her ass. The third monster slipped onto the ground as she did, and her belly was shrinking with each monster to exit. She could feel the final two jostling for position. Suddenly she felt immense pressure. She couldn’t distinguish between pain and pleasure as the two monsters both tried to come out at once. Her hands still restrained, Dianne groaned loudly, unable to resist the overwhelming orgasm. The beasts slid a little more and slipped free, spreading her unnaturally wide as they breached her entrance. Both moved to her side as she lay limply upon Rita.

“Eventually they will be much larger, my pet.” The man assisted her to stand. She breathed heavily, recovering from the ordeal. Rita nodded with a smile to the man before she moved back to the limbless girl upon the ground. The maimed girl watched with hope as her dominator returned.

It grew colder as a hush fell upon the room. Dianne turned to see a spectral woman materialize at the far end of the room. “Everyone! We have intruders in these halls. They seek to end our revelry and punish us! We must give pause and ready ourselves to meet their assault!”

The silver-haired man stepped beside her. “We must prepare.”
“I don’t know.”
“Your beautiful blue eyes give me purpose. I cannot allow them to maim you.”
She watched him for a moment. The entire time he followed me because he adores me? “You flatter me, but I am afraid.”
“I as well, but we must show no fear. They do not understand that we simply love one another!” He brushed a finger across her cheek. “They fear that which they do not understand.”

Dianne didn’t know why she felt compelled to help, but she knew it was the right thing to do.

The Observer

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This room was vastly larger than the rest. Ornate chandeliers hung from the vaulted roof. Elegant pillars were spaced evenly on either side of the hall. Two cloth-covered stone altars sat at the head of the room. There were racks on opposite sides of the altars, both holding around a hundred tall, slowly burning, red candles. From his perch, he watched as the cultists carried their expectant captive. She had all of her limbs removed and her belly swelled out, noting her long pregnancy. How odd that she is still captive inside of her.

Four men carried the girl and another led the procession. They sat her upon a stone altar at the head of the room. They removed her gag as they encircled her. “Please, there is something inside of me!” She wailed, but the cultists ignored her warnings. Four more cultists appeared, carrying another fruitful captive; this one, however, still had her limbs. Her belly bulged with the beast’s seeds. That one is Trisha. They placed her upon another altar. She protested and struggled, but she was weak and burdened, and soon she went limp once again.

The leader began chanting and all of the other cultists joined him. The leader drew his dagger and brought it high above the first girl’s belly. Piper. Water erupted from between the stumps where her legs had been. The cultist lowered his blade and, with mild surprise, he walked upon the damp floor. He waited for her child to come.

Oh, the anticipation! He giggled quietly, from the ledge.

Suddenly the water rose beneath his feet, vaulting him backwards. His head rapped against the stone wall, a distinct pool of blood was assurance of his demise. The water took the form of a well-proportioned, buxom woman.

She stood defensively as the other cultists approached her, looking for an opportunity to strike. One stepped closer and the water nymph punched him in the chest, toppling him backwards with excessive force. And that is Lindsay… Well, the nymph kept Lindsay’s form, so there must be some of her remaining in there.

The cultists struck at the woman made of water, but they had no effect. They are too stubborn to run, or too stupid. Four of the cultists came back to the second girl, Trisha, and carried her; they were attempting to take her elsewhere. Maybe they’re smarter than I had believed.

Trisha’s belly puffed out; slime began pouring from her lower orifices, leaving a trail as they hefted her away. She shrieked as her belly began vibrating. The cultists stopped and sat her down, uncertain of what was happening. Her belly pressed out in awkward angles, as if something was attempting to push out. She opened her legs wide as a tendril snaked its way from her loins. She wailed as a small grotesque, snake-like creature crawled from her other opening. It moved onto her leg and stopped.

One cultist leaned closer to inspect the strange creature; it lunged without warning, mandibles clamped onto his cheek as he tried to wrench it free. The tentacle protruding from her privates elongated and grabbed another cultist’s ankle. He tripped and screamed with terror as the tentacle pulled him closer. Soon it was pulling his bare foot into her. Trisha slammed her fist onto the ground as she tried to cope with the pain. The other cultists ran for the exit. He was knee deep and still writhing in pain as the monster pulled the man farther into her. He struggled frantically as it sucked his appendage deeper. It made it to his thigh before it stopped.

There was a popping sound. Suddenly free, the man pulled himself away, his leg was now completely gone. Slime and blood smeared across the floor as he tried to crawl away in shock. His companion was now on the ground with the snake creature still planted on his cheek. The legless man tried to grab his friend’s dagger, but before he could reach, the tentacle showed itself again. It’s not done with you yet. He watched as it wound its way around the man’s other leg.

The spectator saw the group of robed men fighting a losing battle with the water nymph. And what’s this? He spotted the two fleeing cultists. They were stopped by a confident woman who wielded a bloodied sword; she had a spare weapon between her legs. My dear Rita! You’ve come a long way. She was small and able to dodge past their attacks. She easily dropped them with two powerful swipes before she signaled to her companion. A frazzle-haired, defeated looking woman with broad shoulders entered the room. Cassie looks like she’s been overused. The spectator smiled. How wonderful that you two showed up!

They kept their distance from the the man being swallowed by the woman’s lower lips. He laid lifeless, shoulder-deep as he moved into her inch-by-inch. Her distended belly quaked as the creature inside of her feasted on its victim. Rita surprised the final cultist opposing the water nymph. Lindsay’s aqueous form relaxed; the flow beneath her translucent skin visibly calmed.

“I have encountered you before. Who are you, tainted one?”
“Rita, what are you?”
Lindsay’s head turned to look at Cassie. “Are you her captive?”
Rita’s grip tightened on her sword. “She’s with me, you monster!”
Lindsay stepped forward and her form roiled before collapsing to the floor. The puddle moved and rose around Rita, enveloping her body. Rita’s stance tightened slowly, strained by the water nymph’s pull.

Rita grunted and abruptly broke Lindsay’s hold. The water nymph splashed to the floor around her. The puddle reformed a short distance away. “Cassie, she’s too strong. Run!” Linday shot a strong blast of water directly upon Rita’s unnatural appendage. Rita dropped, breathless from the strike. Lindsay and Cassie bolted to the door. It was a long span of time before Rita regained her senses. She cursed loudly as she stood. She looked to Trisha, who had passed out; the beast inside her, however, had begun eating the cultist that her serpent had killed.

Rita avoided that area; instead, she walked leisurely to the altar that held Piper. Rita smiled covetously, running her hand along the remaining portion of the woman’s amputated thigh. Her finger’s traced the helpless girl’s wet slit. Rita’s organ rose within moments.

Piper moaned as Rita touched her clit. She looked down to watch the woman with large-breasts and a large-organ moving into position. “Oh, yes. I need you inside of me!” Rita prodded her opening. She moved slowly once she found her way in. “Oh, it’s so much bigger! I love it!” Piper groaned with slight pain and immense pleasure. Rita lifted her and lowered her body fully onto her shaft; she proceeded to move her body in rhythm with her hips for full penetration.

She increased her pace, using all of her strength to slam the girl’s body onto her rod. She quivered as she erupted into her vassal; in kind, Piper screamed with delight as she accepted Rita’s seed.

Still he watched. What a delightful display. It’s only a matter of time before I break the others. Laughing quietly, he closed his eyes and teleported elsewhere.

Sylvia

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It seemed like she’d been searching for a way out for hours, maybe she had. She had heard someone or something calling for her, but she had been too afraid to investigate. I just want to go home! Sylvia didn’t know how she got here, but knew this place was dangerous. One room she had passed through had blood smeared upon the walls and floor – she had nearly slipped in it. There has to be a way out. She opened another door which was adorned with a strange symbol; fearful for what might lurk on the other side, she entered cautiously. Nothing. Relieved, she allowed the stone door to close. She saw shadows being cast from the room at the end of the hallway. She tried to backtrack, but the door was firmly closed with no handle on this side.

She had no choice except to press forward. She peered around the corner, staying hidden as she investigated the situation. There were three women, all naked, huddled in the corner. They were panicked, talking quickly. Sylvia tried to adjust herself to hear them. Instead she slipped, making a wet thump as she hit the stone floor. She wasn’t injured, but the women knew she was there.

“Don’t move! This room has traps!” A tall, skinny woman with bleached blonde hair yelled.
“Who are you?” The well-proportioned girl with perky breasts and mocha-colored skin asked accusingly.
Sylvia stood, mildly aching from the fall. “I’m Sylvia. I just want to get out of here.”

“Don’t we all, dear? I’m Brenda.” The third girl was short and heavy-set with very large breasts. She forced a smile. “Just watch for traps when you walk. Carlee almost fell into a pit.”

The tall woman nodded hurriedly. “It’s right back here and it has spikes at the bottom! We have to get out of here!”

Brenda breathed deeply, “All right, let’s get out of here. Everybody be careful and we’ll move in a line. Leave a little space between the person in front of you. I’ll go first and we can switch every few minutes.” They all agreed, watching her uneasily as she took her first step. When nothing happened they all breathed more easily. “I’ll head over, but you have to meet us in the middle. That door has to be the exit.” She pointed to the far side of the room.

Sylvia was terrified, but she agreed. She took a step, then another, and then she noticed something beneath the rubble. She took one side step from her path, moving under a fallen wood pillar. She opened the satchel and found a hard, moldy piece of bread. She was desperately hungry, so she tore the moldy portions off and ate the core, ignoring the other girl’s complaints.

Delving further, the pouch held a small spyglass. Sylvia peered into the cylinder to see a blurry shape. She started to adjust the focus, standing up as she turned it. Her foot caught on a fallen stone and she toppled backwards. Sharp pains shot through her as she hit jagged stones. Their protests stopped suddenly. Upon opening her eyes she noticed that the spyglass now had a metal spike jutting from the area where she had looked moments before.  She had barely missed being blinded by the trap – she gasped, relieved but still shaken.

“Don’t touch anything else!” Carlee shrieked. Sylvia put the near miss to the back of her mind and stood carefully. Her naked body had a few cuts from the fall, but she was otherwise all right. She stepped over the debris, spying something glinting in the torchlight. A tripwire was inches away from her foot, placed between two rough stones. She made sure to avoid it, creeping closer to the exit. She stopped when she was about halfway, turning to watch as the others began moving.

Brenda stepped carefully, planting each foot firmly before moving the next. She leaned to the side and put her weight upon a stone chunk; it moved and she suddenly felt something tug upon her ankle. She heard something beneath her – looking down she caught a glimpse of something shooting between her legs. Something slippery hit her cheeks at just the right angle to slip between them. “Something just went *in* me!” She balanced herself as her belly rumbled. “I can feel it moving inside of me! Help me!” She staggered forward, gripping her stomach. It abruptly stopped.

The small, hefty woman relaxed slightly, looking stunned, before pain gripped her. Her belly shot outward from some internal force. Her belly grew in spasms, rounding instantly. She screamed as her belly doubled, tripled, and quadrupled in size within a few seconds. She held her belly, trying in vain to stop the expansion. Large stretch marks covered her belly. “Help me!” She pleaded to the others desperately. She stumbled, falling forward. Her ripe stomach hit a piece of debris as she fell, causing her to pop like a grape. The girls wailed as blood and black slime coating the walls and floor. What was left of her body laid lifeless upon the rubble.

Sylvia tried to keep calm, but the grisly scene made her realize what little chance they had. She gave them some time to mourn before speaking, “We have to keep going. I don’t want to die here. We just have to be very careful!”

“She’s right, we can do this.” The other girl was hopeful.

Carlee nodded quickly, wiping the tears from her eyes. She took a large step, planting her foot between two broken stones. She took another long stride, but was unable to steady herself. She stumbled, gasping as she regained her balance. Nothing happened. She sighed in relief as she took a smaller step, nearly to the midway point. Sylvia was about to move forward when Carlee gasped again.

A blob of fluorescent green goo fell from the ceiling upon her. It made a slapping sound as it covered her head and her left shoulder, tracing its way down between her modest breasts. It seemed to be spreading out, enveloping her. She sobbed and tried desperately to remove the ooze, but her attempts only seemed to help it spread. It moved to her other hand as she tried to push it off. When it came to her mouth it instantly silenced her, causing her to writhe wordlessly as the green goop contoured to her body. The simplified figure knelt and collapsed, no longer struggling.

Her horrified companion made sure to keep clear of the mystery substance where her friend had been. She checked the ceiling, and once she was sure the path was clear she continued. It didn’t take her long to reach Sylvia. “Let’s go.” She said, timidly. Sylvia followed the brave girl, casually watching her perfect behind as she stepped with purpose. She couldn’t take her eyes from the curvaceous girl ahead. She’s everything I’m not, she realized. She turned to look at Sylvia. “I’m Brandi, by the way.”

Sylvia smiled sadly. “Thank you. I’m sorry we’re here.”
“It’s not your fault. I just don’t know how we got here.”
“Yeah, last thing I remember I was at home in bed.”
“Me too.” Brandi paused to step over a large chunk of stone. “I hope this is just a dream or something.”
Sylvia agreed, “Did you know them?”
“No, but it still breaks my heart that it happened.”
“Yeah. Let me lead for the rest of the way.”
“You sure?”

There was only a short distance to go. “Yeah, we have to take turns, remember!” There was a click. Sylvia felt a dart hit her shoulder; she yanked it out and tossed it to the floor as quickly as possible. Brandi put her hand over her mouth, unable to speak.

Sylvia’s body felt warm. Her fingers and toes tingled as she watched them curl inward involuntarily. Her fingers began to fuse into her hands and then her fists into her arms. She looked to her newfound companion with desperation. “What is happening to me?!”

“I don’t know!” Brandi sobbed, watching helplessly.

Sylvia continued to twist and contort, her skin merging in certain spots. Soon her arms had disappeared and her legs shrank, lowering her to the ground. Once her legs had completely retracted she leaned back without control, resting on a stone. She felt her skin tightening and her neck fusing to her shoulders. Completely unable to move she tried to speak, but her lips were no longer able to part. Her eyes were covered by a thin layer of something that allowed her to see, but they were fixed in place as well. She realized she was unable to breathe, but for some reason she didn’t need too.  She watched Brandi weeping as she rested there, motionless.

A short span passed before Brandi gathered herself and decided to continue on. She moved forward with extreme caution. With tears in her eyes she reached down and grabbed the transformed Sylvia before continuing. Sylvia was shocked by how small she had become as Brandi’s hand wrapped around her entirely.  Dear god, I am only about a foot tall now! Sylvia enjoyed the warmth in her companion’s grasp.

Her mind was filled with despair, but there was some hope as Brandi passed through the door. Maybe she can reverse this. God I hope she can. Her thoughts halted upon seeing a dark eyed, gangly woman with fiery red hair; she looked feral as she lowered slightly, preparing to pounce. Brandi’s grip tightened as she froze, uncertain of the wild, malnourished woman.

The woman lunged. Sylvia felt herself be snatched from Brandi’s warm embrace. The woman held her with ice-cold fingers as she watched Brandi run away awkwardly. Sylvia felt some relief as she watched her companion’s backside bounce as she trotted down the unlit hallway. I hope she makes it. Sylvia regained her senses, remembering that she was truly the one in danger. Her captor turned her, raising her higher. The angular woman held her high for a moment before inserting Sylvia into her mouth. It feels wonderful! She couldn’t keep her mind focus as her body was awash with sensations of pleasure and warmth.

Cold air startled her back to reality. She passed down: past the bee-sting breasts, past the saggy skin upon her hips, and she came to a halt at the red tuft between the woman’s legs. They parted and she knew where she was going. Darkness. Words cannot describe the sultriness, the sensitivity… the wonder. She could not think of anything besides the amazing tremors gripping her body as she was pressed in and out. The walls around her suddenly tightened and pulled her deeper. She didn’t understand what was happening, but she loved every second of it as she felt herself being pulled farther.

The red haired girl rubbed her swollen tummy, as she recovered from her snack. Her loins still wet from the feeding. She let out a low, playful purr as she padded through the darkness, searching for her main course.

Lindsay

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There was only darkness as she lay on the hard, cold floor. Where am I? Lindsay heard a sound in the distance; she turned to catch a glimpse of light down a long corridor. A heavy-set woman approached cautiously, carrying a torch.  Lindsay called out from the darkness, “Hey, help me!”

The woman froze, suddenly terrified.

“Come over here, I don’t have a light.”

The woman turned and nearly fell as she bounded away. Lindsay was irritated, but couldn’t see well enough to follow her. She felt the wall as she searched for an opening. She came to a wooden door; opening it she saw a faint light down another corridor. She walked in that direction until she came to its source: a room with a large pool. The room relaxed her for some reason. Torches hanged high on the walls. She moved closer and looked into the clear blue water, seeing her reflection.

Reddish brown hair framed her large blue eyes. Her nose was prominent, but not distracting. Her full pink lips turned to smile as she inspected herself. She wore only an ornate silver necklace. It hung between her biggest features – her 32F breasts. They weren’t real, but they looked and felt wonderful; many men and a few women had agreed. She held them in each hand, enjoying their weight. Her eyes went lower, inspecting her hourglass figure. She traced a finger along her tattoo, which ran from her lower back, around her hip, to the front of her inner right thigh; it was a design of black curving artistic tails accented by intertwined red tails. She turned, marveling at her large, smooth posterior. She was truly happy with her body.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a slight noise. Ripples disturbed her reflection in the water. Curious, she leaned closer, squinting, looking for something on the bottom of the pool. The water erupted in front of her, causing her to stumble backwards. She landed without harm, watching as the water raised higher, standing like a person above her. She gasped as the liquid formed – Oh my god, it looks like me! She squealed, backing away. It stepped out of the pool and motioned her to stand. She hesitated and it gave a more assertive motion. She arose cautiously, watching the liquid copy step closer; it placed a hand between her legs. It felt surprisingly warm as it tickled her sensitive area. The water clone gave a wide smile. She giggled as it rubbed between her legs.

“What are you doing?” Lindsay asked playfully, no longer frightened for some reason.

The clone tilted its head, its smile turning to a blank stare. Then she felt something warm entering her. The creature smiled again. She felt the warm liquid flowing into her. It moved closer, wrapping its other arm around her and pressing its lips to hers. She closed her eyes, awash with sensations. It kissed her so gently, tracing fingers across her shoulder. Then she felt the thick, warm water in her mouth. Her cheeks swelled until there was no more room, forcing her to swallow. She drank more and more as the pace increased. She could feel more liquid entering her from below as well; she enjoyed the warmth flowing into her loins. Then she felt another sensation – the creature’s other hand went lower and pressed between her cheeks. She felt more thick liquid being pushed into her bowels.

She opened her eyes and noticed the creature was slowly melting away. It took Lindsay a moment to realize what was happening. It is going inside me! She tried to yell, but the liquid was pushing directly down her throat. I can’t breathe! She pulled away, but the creature was now stuck to her, still entering her. She could feel the flow increase, filling her from each orifice. She took a few steps before stumbling to her knees. The gooey creature had nearly disappeared completely. She felt light-headed, watching what was left of its head being sucked down her throat. She flailed desperately as she drank the last portions, finally able to breathe again.

She looked down, panting. Her once smooth tummy had swelled enormously. Lindsay now looked fully pregnant. She looked past the ungainly belly, seeing a large blob of deep blue goo between her legs continuing to flow into her lower openings. She reached down, but could do nothing to stop its entry.

Then it was all over. The goo was completely inside of her, resting in her engorged belly. The feeling was wonderful. Her skin felt warm and every movement seemed to tease her. Lindsay reached down and touched one finger to her clitoris, causing her to instantly orgasm. She shuddered and moaned, crumpling to the ground in a delightful agony.

Her mind was cloudy for a time until she suddenly regained clarity. Her mind seemed sharper now and she suddenly had memories. I remember everyone who has been taken in by this creature. So many women… I remember the horrible creatures that have been in this room and the wonderful creatures as well. She… she is a water nymph. She was captured and placed in this fountain centuries ago… when this place was still outside. Images danced through her mind. She saw the creature’s most recent encounter: a woman had recently birthed spiders and another woman had been tainted. Both had been unsuitable as her vessel, but both had moved on – that meant there must be a way to escape!

She assimilated into me because she wanted my untainted body! She feels safe in me and… we want out. We need to find a way out of here. She gazed upon her pregnant belly, rubbing her hands along it gently. “I will get you out of here.” Lindsay leapt to grab a torch and navigated her way out of the room and down many hallways. After a long while passed she came to a room where three red-headed women knelt in the corner. They turned and hissed, scowling with their deep black eyes. They are tainted by this foul place. She moved past, avoiding them as she came to another doorway.

In the following room she saw a woman lying in the middle of the floor. She was visibly pregnant with stitched stumps in place of arms and legs. She was surrounded by six more of the red-headed women with dark eyes. The woman looked relaxed as they licked her body furiously. Lindsay gasped, triggering them to stop and turn. They growled and hissed, turning to confront her. Lindsay backed toward the door when she heard hissing from behind her. She peered over her shoulder to see the others eyeing her hungrily.

Her heart skipped a beat and she felt light headed. Her fingers felt numb; she raised her hand, trying to get a grip on reality. Instead she noticed her skin was turning translucent – it was now light blue and nearly clear. I’m turning into water! She’s absorbing me… Saving me. One of the monsters lunged, slashing through her midsection. She felt a tingle as she looked down, seeing it’s hand passing through her. Lindsay felt compelled; she ran toward the group that was huddled around their amputated victim. She felt her legs give out, falling onto the helpless woman.

The girl had a look of shock on her face as the torch Lindsay had been holding rolled beside her. One of the monsters swiped it away, protecting her.  Lindsay was unable to control most of her body, struggling to rest upon her hands as she lay over their victim. She looked down, seeing her now liquid body being sucked between the girl’s lower lips. I’m going into her! She struggled, but it was fruitless. After a moment the bulk of her body had disappeared into the helpless woman. She screamed as she watched the frightened girl’s face grow more and more distant. The monsters watched as she slid between the girl’s legs. Then Lindsay saw nothing but darkness.

The cult leader entered, ready to deliver his seed. The vessel seemed larger than normal, he noticed. She will birth many daughters with this litter. He placed a hand upon her enormous belly before sliding his robes to the ground. His daughters moved away, allowing him to move closer, finding his way inside of the vessel. She rambled about something inside of her, but he paid no attention. He took only a short time before he filled her with his precious sperm. He dressed and watched as his daughters drank from their matron once more.

The lords have blessed me with a ripe vessel and I will use her until she is barren. He thought, remembering the last vessel his followers had found. It had been a long while ago and she had only produced a boy and a girl. This way works so much better. He touched one of her stumps, causing her to jerk away. She won’t run like the last girl did; he thought of her full, silvery hair. But, she didn’t get far. He paused for a moment, looking at his vessel’s belly – he noticed something press from beneath her skin. This one will be strong. He walked away to attend to other matters.