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Re: Susan (plmnko)
The tentacles do not leave Susan or Tess for the duration of the ordeal, keeping their limbs spread and bound up in their strong, slimy bodies. Always there were two slimy tendrils suckling at Susan's breasts, which seemed to bloat and expand as the strange feeling inside them continued to pulsate her glands and swell them. With a shock, Susan felt a warmness surge through her nipples and felt herself lactating into the tentacles' small mouths.
Occasionally a tentacle would slither up to Susan's mouth and prod itself in, swirling and pushing inside her until it came and released its seed down her throat. This happened regularly as the hours seemed to pass by, and Susan realized that they were keeping her fed on a diet of their cum.
The tentacles at her breasts eventually bloated on her milk and rolled off her, leaving her to dribble the warm cream over her breasts and onto her swollen belly. The filled up tentacles then moved to her pussy and pushed their way in, causing Susan's overly sensitive body to shake and orgasm. She felt the thing work its way up into her womb and felt it expel Susan's milk over the area where the seven eggs lay inside her. When the first tentacle was done, the second tentacle did the same, sending another orgasm shooting through Susan.
The swordswoman desperately wanted sleep, or just to slide into unconsciousness, but the constant application of the tentacles' slime would not let her slip into darkness, and her only energy came from the 'meals' given her by her tentacle captors.
How long she stayed in that position she did not know, time seemed to blur by, until finally she felt a kick in her belly that shook her into full consciousness. Then another painful slithering in her belly caused her to whimper out loud.
Tess soon joined her in her moans of labor. A slimy fluid began to leak from both woman's pussies, giving them the same aphrodisiac feeling they had experienced from the tentacle fucking. Their tongues lolled out at their side and their minds began to go numb as the first newborn tentacles pushed their way out of them, each birth causing them to orgasm due to the potent birthing slime - perhaps meant to incapacitate the birth mother further and not let them destroy the newborns as they came out...
Tess was 'lucky' and had only five eggs within her, so she was starting to come around when the seventh and final tentacle slithered out of Susan. The tentacles around their limbs uncoiled and left them, scooping up the newborns and slithering back among the mushrooms along the chamber wall, leaving the two warriors in a heap.
Finally, the two were able to fall into unconsciousness. When they woke, the tentacles were gone, the only evidence being the pool of cum and slime the two women were drenched in. Their stomachs had returned to normal size amazingly quickly, but Susan noticed that her breasts still lactated and seemed to be pushing towards an E cup in size. She groaned as she thought of the pain her back would go through unless those things started to shrink.
Her back full of rations was nearby, untouched. The torch however had gone out, so they were left only with the green glow of the chamber to guide their sense of sight.
The tentacles do not leave Susan or Tess for the duration of the ordeal, keeping their limbs spread and bound up in their strong, slimy bodies. Always there were two slimy tendrils suckling at Susan's breasts, which seemed to bloat and expand as the strange feeling inside them continued to pulsate her glands and swell them. With a shock, Susan felt a warmness surge through her nipples and felt herself lactating into the tentacles' small mouths.
Occasionally a tentacle would slither up to Susan's mouth and prod itself in, swirling and pushing inside her until it came and released its seed down her throat. This happened regularly as the hours seemed to pass by, and Susan realized that they were keeping her fed on a diet of their cum.
The tentacles at her breasts eventually bloated on her milk and rolled off her, leaving her to dribble the warm cream over her breasts and onto her swollen belly. The filled up tentacles then moved to her pussy and pushed their way in, causing Susan's overly sensitive body to shake and orgasm. She felt the thing work its way up into her womb and felt it expel Susan's milk over the area where the seven eggs lay inside her. When the first tentacle was done, the second tentacle did the same, sending another orgasm shooting through Susan.
The swordswoman desperately wanted sleep, or just to slide into unconsciousness, but the constant application of the tentacles' slime would not let her slip into darkness, and her only energy came from the 'meals' given her by her tentacle captors.
How long she stayed in that position she did not know, time seemed to blur by, until finally she felt a kick in her belly that shook her into full consciousness. Then another painful slithering in her belly caused her to whimper out loud.
Tess soon joined her in her moans of labor. A slimy fluid began to leak from both woman's pussies, giving them the same aphrodisiac feeling they had experienced from the tentacle fucking. Their tongues lolled out at their side and their minds began to go numb as the first newborn tentacles pushed their way out of them, each birth causing them to orgasm due to the potent birthing slime - perhaps meant to incapacitate the birth mother further and not let them destroy the newborns as they came out...
Tess was 'lucky' and had only five eggs within her, so she was starting to come around when the seventh and final tentacle slithered out of Susan. The tentacles around their limbs uncoiled and left them, scooping up the newborns and slithering back among the mushrooms along the chamber wall, leaving the two warriors in a heap.
Finally, the two were able to fall into unconsciousness. When they woke, the tentacles were gone, the only evidence being the pool of cum and slime the two women were drenched in. Their stomachs had returned to normal size amazingly quickly, but Susan noticed that her breasts still lactated and seemed to be pushing towards an E cup in size. She groaned as she thought of the pain her back would go through unless those things started to shrink.
Her back full of rations was nearby, untouched. The torch however had gone out, so they were left only with the green glow of the chamber to guide their sense of sight.