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Spores - 3
by Dragonfly (dragonflystories@hotmail.com)
***
The grand finale of the Spores trilogy. You never know
what can happen with non-human pregnancies. (FF, sci-
fi, preg)
***
Make sure you read parts 1 and 2 of Spores first.
You'll not only miss a lot of good stuff if you don't,
this part of the story will make a lot more sense if
you do.
***
Cheryl's knees shook as Christina withdrew her penis.
"Shit... are you shitting me? Goddammit, if you are..."
Red anger flashed across her face.
"I wish I were... but when I started to go in there...
something's already there, hon."
Cheryl gave an involuntary shiver with the thought of
the tentacle entering her womb. Then she got a cold
wave down her spine. Having had her clit transformed
into an alien tentacle penis was one thing, having her
girlfriend's clit do the same thing was another, but
pregnant? This was something else entirely and she had
no idea how she was going to explain it at the office.
Especially because everyone knew she was now living
with Chris. Chris put her chin on her knees and let her
tentacle go flaccid, returning to its four-inch
"resting" state.
Putting her hand on her belly, Cheryl stared blankly
into the other room and wondered what to do. Then she
got an idea. She laid back on the bed and, with Chris
watching in curiosity, Cheryl willed her penis to
become thin as she penetrated herself. Closing her eyes
in concentration, she carefully made the tip of the
thing go up inside her womb. There it was. But all she
could feel was a rounded shape, about the size of a
hen's egg, that was somewhat gelatinous and slightly
cool to the touch. It was firmly attached to the sides
of her uterus, integral with it, and pulsated very
slightly in time to her heartbeat. Cheryl withdrew once
more, a few beads of sweat appearing on her brow and
upper lip.
"Well...?" Chris tentatively began in order to prompt
some news.
"It's not human. It's a different body temperature."
Now it was Christina's turn to get a shiver, then her
eyes widened. "Holy crap... we've fucked enough in the
past month to... shit, Cheryl... am... am I the...
f... father of this thing? God knows, this snake I've
got now isn't human, and I've been shooting plenty of
cream into you..." She pointed down at the red member
between her legs which enlarged and writhed a little
with the attention.
"Yeah, I guess that must be the case... or else I am
since I've shot cream into myself while experimenting
with it when it first showed up."
Chris gaped and then half smiled. "You can do that?"
Cheryl, welcoming the change in mood, nodded and smiled
weakly back.
Chris thought for a minute, then told Cheryl her secret
fetish.
"You know what... I got so turned on when you filled me
up... my belly... I got so completely turned on because
I... I really get hot when I think about being
pregnant. Swelling up with life... you lucky bitch."
Chris smiled broadly when she said the last few words,
putting her trembling hand on Cheryl's belly.
Cheryl leaned her head back and stared at the ceiling.
"I dig it too, girlfriend... but shit, what am I going
to do about work? There's no way to explain this."
Chris thought for a moment and then snapped her
fingers. "Yes there is! The thing is still really
small, so they won't notice it for a while. If anyone
asks, you can say you got artificially inseminated at
one of those sperm banks! Lesbians do that all the
time... hell, straight people do too for that matter."
The newly pregnant woman nodded, then got another
chill. "But if it's not human... how big will it get...
and what is it?"
"I don't know..." Chris trembled with the next idea.
"But Cheryl... I... I want one inside me too. Oh my
god, it makes me want to cum just thinking about it.
Especially not knowing what the hell it is... it's like
my preggo fetish turned up to 10." Her tentacle
twitched with anticipation and a drop of precum beaded
at the tip as she fingered her slit.
***
Over the weekend, Cheryl worked hard to make
Christina's dream come true. Just to excite her
further, for the first attempt she filled up Chris'
womb by expanding her alien cock as much as she willed
it, Chris' belly stretching to amazing dimensions as
they both came again and again. But afterward they
were careful to leave her belly alone so that any seeds
might plant themselves without damage or interference.
Knowing that they were trying to impregnate Chris made
both women so completely horny that they didn't pause
to do much more than eat, pee, and sleep the entire
weekend. They tried every position they could think of,
including mounting each other in the bath, in the
shower, in front of the fireplace, and doggie-style on
the edge of the couch (complete with a huge knot) which
was Chris' favorite and had the added benefit of
trapping as much sperm inside her tunnel as possible
for as long as Cheryl cared to keep the knot in place.
It appeared that the supply of both jism and orgasms
were endless with the alien serpent dicks.
Monday morning, however, both women had to go to work,
but as soon as they got home that evening the fucking
continued until bedtime. Even then, Cheryl penetrated
Chris' womb directly, shot her full with a good load,
and they fell asleep together with the tip of the
tentacle still inside Chris' uterus to make sure none
of the precious sperm escaped.
***
Several more weeks passed, and, one Friday evening,
Chris came running out of the bathroom, her hair flying
and her hands on her belly.
"It's there! Oh my god, there's something inside me!"
Chris' snake was still inside her slit so she could
feel the life within her womb. "Shit, lover, you did
it! I'm... I'm... pregnant!! Oh my god!! YES!" She
whooped loudly and jumped up and down, Cheryl jumping
with her, the two women hugging and kissing each other.
Then Chris laid down on the bed, feeling her belly with
her fingers as if she would be able to detect a lump,
but Cheryl began kissing and suckling on her skin
instead, just below the navel. Chris pushed Cheryl down
and began doing the same thing, feeling her lover's
belly in return.
"Wow... you know, I can really feel something in there
now." Chris palpated with her fingertips as Cheryl
looked down at herself. "It must be the size of an
orange... a big orange. Maybe even a grapefruit."
Cheryl frowned a bit. "How could it be that big
already?" She felt herself and, sure enough, she could
make out a firm area inside that was softball sized.
"Well it's not human exactly, so maybe it develops
faster," figured Chris, who was exactly right. Over the
next month, the softball developed into a soccer ball,
and Cheryl was forced to both wear loose-fitting
dresses and answer some questions at work. Christina, a
month behind her lover, could feel the shape inside her
growing too, and practically orgasmed every time she
massaged the grapefruit-sized bulge inside her belly.
Cheryl, when she could no longer disguise what was
happening, came up with the excuse that she had taken
fertility drugs, and forged a doctor's note that she
had to stay in bed for the next few months so that she
could take time off of work. Her belly expanded further
with the strange creature inside, now beginning to
ripple with delicious movements that made her penis
twitch. Chris gave up completely and quit her job,
taking freelance work from her home computer so she
could spend long hours admiring her growing form in the
bathroom mirror and masturbating.
Now a few months into the pregnancy, Cheryl was
incredibly large, her tight, swollen belly rippling
with random, tentacle-like movements as the thing
inside her explored its temporary home. It felt like a
giant eel was writhing around in her womb, and her
tentacle penis enlarged with excitement whenever the
thing thrashed back and forth, the forceful movements
clearly visible on her bulging, naked stomach.
Chris was now getting fairly large herself, proud of
the firm, basketball-sized globe that pushed her own
stomach outward and began to writhe with life. The two
women spent most of their days completely naked, their
red, engorged penis tentacles moving about of their own
free will, simply gazing at each others' bloated
bellies as they rippled and jumped. Better than
television, they would say to each other, kissing and
rubbing each others' pregnant bulges, feeling the kicks
and squirms of whatever was inside them both.
Another month passed and Cheryl grew still larger, her
immense, swollen abdomen looking as though she had
several watermelons stuffed into her womb. The snake-
like creature inside thrashed and writhed almost
constantly, serpentine shapes contorting the surface of
her enormous belly, now constantly naked since no
clothing would fit her now. She could barely stand, and
had to use both hands to help support the huge weight
of the massive creature within when she did manage to
get up.
Her breasts were growing as well, the two enlarging,
melon-sized orbs resting on top of the gigantic globe
of her belly that pushed ever outward. She could no
longer reach around herself, and was relieved that
Chris was with her to both scratch her itchy skin and
to keep her spirits up. As much as she was enjoying
swelling to the size of a very large beach ball, she
had to admit that she didn't know how much larger it
was possible for her body to become.
Chris, now looking like she was working on a couple of
big watermelons herself, was in a nearly constant state
of arousal, doing little other than stimulate herself
to orgasm or rub Cheryl's belly just to feel the
creature thrash inside. Sometimes, when she was feeling
especially horny, she would press her own swollen belly
against Cheryl's and the two women would both cum
quickly as their tentacles massaged each others' mounds
and slits deliciously, the snake-like beasts inside
their wombs squirming and writhing wildly.
***
Finally, two days after Cheryl found it impossible to
stand up any longer due to the weight and size of
herself, which now topped 200 pounds, she felt liquid
rush between her legs and a cramping sensation deep
inside.
"Chris...! Oh my god...! I... I think it's
happening..."
Chris, who was also nearly unable to walk by this
point, hefted up her tremendous belly with the strength
of both arms and waddled ungracefully over to Cheryl,
panting with the effort of lifting nearly 75 pounds of
hugely swollen womb. She could do little but comfort
Cheryl, who began to sweat and moan with the pangs of
birth. The cramps turned into regular contractions, and
Chris shifted her bulk to the other end of the bed so
that she could help with the delivery.
Cheryl could feel something coming. "What... what is
it?" she managed to say between panting breaths and
contractions.
Chris could see something green beginning to emerge
from her lover's tunnel.
"I don't know yet... but it's the same color as that
green stuff from the creek that changed us."
A mighty contraction hit Cheryl and she gritted her
teeth, pushing hard as the great shape finally
slithered out of her body. It took her a few seconds to
recover, then she looked down.
Chris was holding, or trying to hold, what looked
almost exactly like a Chinese dragon. The creature
writhed and struggled, its catfish-like whiskers waving
in the air, the wavy ridge on its spine enlarging with
every heartbeat. Over 12 feet long, the five-inch-thick
baby dragon took up most of their small bedroom, then
began to calm down a bit, fixing its jewel-like eyes on
the window. Its glittering green scales were very fine,
like the powder on a butterfly's wing, and as the birth
fluids dried from its body some of the powder began to
dust the floor of the room. Both women recognized it as
the same powder from the creek -- the spores that had
started it all.
Cheryl, still sporting the belly of a woman in her
eighth month, hauled a pillow up behind her head and
simply stared at her child. Another cramp and the
afterbirth was expelled - it was brownish in color, and
she could see where the green veins of the beast and
her own red veins combined and blended. Chris had given
up on trying to hold the thing, and simply stared as
well, wide-eyed, while massaging her own massive,
writhing belly.
"Wow..." she finally said, "that's what's inside me
right now? Wow..." She started breathing heavily and
got a look on her face that told Cheryl she was getting
turned on again, but before she could do anything about
it, the serpent on the floor began to move again, this
time with a purpose.
Crashing right through the curtains and the glass, it
flew out the window and upward into the sky, its
shining eyes glinting in the morning sunlight. It
looked like a long banner, waving in the breeze, but it
was gaining altitude and still heading up. Cheryl
craned to look, and Chris heaved her bulk onto the bed
so that she could see too. In just a few seconds, it
was nothing more than a tiny green dot in the sky, and,
in the blink of an eye, it was gone.
Stunned, the two women stared out the broken window for
what must have been nearly an hour, hoping to catch a
glimpse of the creature that had been such an intimate
part of their lives for the past few months. But it
didn't reappear. Chris began to weep as she cradled her
own massive form, Cheryl comforting her as best she
could.
In a few hours Cheryl was up to the job of getting
something to drink as well as cleaning up the bedroom.
She felt as though she might float away, her new body
was so light compared to how it was just that morning,
carrying almost 100 pounds of dragon inside her womb.
Then she spent the rest of the day waiting on Chris,
her friend losing the battle to support her own huge
weight with each passing hour.
Cheryl caressed Chris' belly, feeling the life within,
but also noting that her lover seemed depressed and
withdrawn. Then she figured out what the problem was.
"Hey, lover..." cooed Cheryl, "Don't be sad. Remember
how much fun it was to make this one? We have the rest
of our lives to impregnate each other."
And Chris smiled as she had never smiled before in her
life, tears of joy dropping onto the tight skin of her
gigantic, swollen, writhing abdomen and rapidly growing
breasts.
The End
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
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