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 Shrooms By: Raven Malk
Summary: Jafrey and Roz are miners sent out in the country to check out
a meteor.  They find glowing mushrooms and become assistants to an alien
creature looking to colonize this world.
This story includes slight non-con, alien fungus, Mushrooms, Fantasy,

cock worm, odd birthing, pregnant

   You have been warned.

   - - -- - - - - -

   Jafrey Zaxe and Rozen Laerenz had given the last five years of their
lives to the Mining Guild.  It wasn't much - especially compared to the
other guilds - but the turnover rate for mining was triple any of the
others'.  There was no denying that it was hard work and also spiritually
taxing to use brute strength to force Gaia, the Great Mother, to give up
her treasures.

   On the friends' last day with the guild, they weren't on a mission that
required brute strength.  A large meteor had been seen striking out in the
country and the Guildhead wanted them to collect samples of it.  If
whatever it was made of could be worth something, he would be the first to
know and the first to capitalize on the rare material.  It was just after
dusk when they left Tabot and night had fallen strong by the time they
neared the crater.

   "Shit, man...this is one real shit job they got us on," Roz complained
loudly.  It wasn't like anyone was around to hear him.  They'd passed
through the small village of Mgnas a while ago.  That was where they'd stay
after getting the samples and back on the road in the morning to the City.

   Jafrey knew how Roz felt.  They were practically naked without the usual
gear they carried for jobs.  The Guildhead had ordered them to only take
along the vials and a set of knives to gather the samples.  He didn't want
the entire rock destroyed, which was exactly what Roz would end up doing if
given the chance.

   "I hear you.  They're trying to push us out of the guild.  Our record's
been too good for too long, I guess." Jafrey said.

   "No!  Why the fuck would they do that?!  We're the only ones that have
stayed with the job.  There's nothing else I can do!" Roz said.

   Jafrey could see that his friend was getting worked up fast.  "They're
not gonna push us out.  They can't, remember?  It's either we quit or we
die on the job.  It's not like they can send us to work on a farm.  They
need us.  Even if they don't want us."

   Roz laughed and it shook the small gut he'd grown just by spending so
much time at pubs in both the city and Mgnas.  "Nah, no farming for us. 
Maybe some plowing, though.  Wench with the black hair at Dugh's got a nice
set on her." He winked and started jerking a fake cock in front of his
crotch.

   Jafrey laughed, a full heavy sound.  "Get this shit done and you can go
jerk off to her in the bathroom at Dugh's."

   "Fuck you," Roz said, playfully shoving Jafrey's shoulder so the taller
man stumbled.  Laughing, they didn't see the crater until Roz's foot hit
the edge of it.  He pitched forward and only Jafrey's hand on his arm kept
him from falling in.

   The meteor was in the dead center of the hole and seemed to be growing
into the ground more than just resting on it.  Green roots grew from the
rock and anchored it to the earth.  A gentle green glow came off of the
roots.  It was nothing compared to the glow from the multi-colored
mushrooms thrusting up from holes in the meteor.

   "What the fuck?" Roz said, still a little shocked by his almost-fall.

   "Dunno.  They'll probably want some of that, too.  I'll get the rock,
you cut off a hunk of one of the mushrooms." Jafrey said.

   Roz shook his head, dark hair flying back and forth in front of his
eyes. "No fucking way.  I'll get the sample, you touch the glowing fucking
mushroom."

   Jafrey sighed.  "Do what you want, Roz.  Let's just get back and get a
pint."

   They carefully stepped down into the crater.  Roz stabbed the stone with
his knife and began wiggling it around to pry a small chunk loose.  Jafrey
heard it clink in the bottom of the jar on his way to cut a sample from a
bright green mushroom.  The surface was like leather and twice as hard to
cut.  He sawed and sawed, putting as much of his strength into the move as
he could.  But the fungus refused to give up even a sliver.

   Roz stepped up close to him.  "Let's just go.  Mushrooms shouldn't glow
like that, I don't like it."

   Jafrey gave up on the green mushroom and instead hacked at the thin nest
of roots connecting a smaller blue mushroom to the meteor.  They cut much
easier and within minutes, the mushroom rolled free.  Jafrey picked it up
and held it under his arm, the glow illuminating his whole side.  "Now,
let's go get us some drinks."

   The men moved as quickly as they could, wishing they were already at
Dugh's.  They were almost to Mgnas when Jafrey felt the mushroom begin to
shake.  At first, he wasn't sure he'd felt anything at all.  Then it
happened again.  The plant was moving on its own in his hold.  Jafrey
stopped and held it up, staring into the blue glowing head.  Suddenly and
without warning, his head was bathed in a shower of green dust.

   Jafrey sneezed and dropped the mushroom.  The glowing mass bounced three
times on the ground and finally rolled to a stop four feet away from them.
Jafrey held the bridge of his nose tight between his thumb and forefinger.
He sneezed again.

   "The fuck is that?!" Roz said.

   Jafrey shook his head and convulsed in another sneeze that made his
balls tingle.  "I dunno," he gasped in reply, still holding his nose tight.

   "Fucking thing," Roz spat.  He got a running start and punted the
mushroom like a Pruth ball.  All Jafrey could do was watch the blue glow
fly through the air, getting lost in the trees.

   "Roz, the Guildhead - "

   "Fuck the Guildhead!  He wants a fucking glowing mushroom, he can get
one himself!  Gaia's Blood, who knows what that shit was you just
breathed!"

   Jafrey shook his head.  He finally felt confident enough to remove his
hand from his face.  No more sneezing.  "Dust, from the side of it!  I
knocked some off and it got in my nose."

   "I saw it cover your face.  It fucking glowed!  Like that thing did!"

   "Of course it glowed, Roz.  If you'd been stuck to something for as long
as that dust was to the mushroom, you'd glow, too.  Ain't nothing."

   Roz looked ready to challenge him, but then he shrugged.  "They wanted
rock, they got rock.  We're stopping off at the pub, getting a drink, warm
bed for the night and back to Tabot.  We drop it off, get paid, and drink
again.  Right?"

   Jafrey nodded slowly, his mind still on the mushroom flying off in the
night.  He felt wrong just leaving it out there, but Roz was right. 
Nothing good came from anything that made its own light.

   Roz took the lead this time and Jafrey followed.  His head was a little
foggy as if he had clouds floating around inside his skull.  The itch began
in his nose again and Jafrey didn't have enough warning to even raise his
hand before the sneeze hit.  His body looped forward and his balls tingled.
He wasn't sure, but they felt a little tighter.  Fuller than they had just
a minute ago.

   A cloud of glowing green flecks burst from his nose.  Roz turned to look
at him and Jafrey was sure he'd seen a few of the green dots slide into his
friend's mouth.  Roz seemed to take no notice of it.

   "More green shit?"

   Jafrey shook his head, rubbing his face.  Roz sighed and as he was
turning back to keep walking, Jafrey thought he caught a small glimmer of a
green glow in his friend's dark eyes.

   #

   Moirne was on her hands and knees in the back of the kitchen, half of
her body hidden beneath the old tub they used to wash the dishes.  There
was a mouse under here, she knew it.  She'd heard the bastard laughing in
squeaks behind her back the entire night.  And she was going to get him now
or her name wasn't Moirne Niceesh.  In her right hand, she held a knife
like the one the butcher used.  She waited, barely breathing and heard the
tiny footsteps.

   The door to the kitchen opened at the same time she swung the blade.  It
caught the rodent in the side and sliced right through to the wood wall
beyond.  The creature gave one loud squeal as its back seperated from its
gut.  Instantly, a stink hit her nose and Moirne shrank back into the room.


   "Moirne!  Where are ya, girl?!"

   Moirne ground her teeth at the sound of her boss's voice.  "Taking care
of a problem."

   "Well I need ya out here.  You got a customer." Dugh said and she looked
up at him.

   "Can't you do it?" She asked.

   He laughed.  "Get your little arse out there."

   Moirne cursed him under her breath and stood, tossing the bloody knife
into the sink before washing her hands.  She wiped the wet off on her apron
and tugged the top of her dress down just a touch, revealing more of the
topmost curve of her breasts.

   Dugh had disappeared by the time she'd gotten out behind the bar.  There
was only one man sitting up front and she went to stand in front of him.

   "Where's your friend?" Moirne recognized him.  She didn't know his name,
but he was usually here with a blond man.

   He grunted someothing unintelligible and she sighed.  "Look, we're
almost closed.  In fact, you're probably one of my last customers, if not
the last.  There's not much fixed food in the back--"

   "I don't want food." His voice was a mere rasp and Moirne had to strain
to hear his words.  A look of confusion passed over his face.

   "Usual brew, then?"

   He gave her a simple nod and Moirne went about filling him a glass.  She
went to set the mug down and before she could remove her hand, his burning
fingers wrapped around her pale wrist.

   #

   Berigi Niceesh saw the men coming, but it didn't trouble her any.  From
a distance, she thought she remembered seeing them in the pub.  Everyone
came through Dugh's eventually.  Probably a couple miners wanting to stop
for the night on their way up to Tabot.

   Berigi turned her attention away from them and back to stacking empty
bottles to be refilled by the brewery across town.  She filled another
whole crate before realizing that she heard footsteps on the stones nearby.
Berigi looked up to see one of the men standing before her.  He was tall,
much taller than she'd be if she were standing up.  In the light from a
nearby torch, his hair was blond.

   "What you want?" Berigi asked, not moving--not feeling threatened by
this man.  She'd encountered plenty who'd scared her more.  Now that he was
close enough, she knew for sure that he was a miner with those thick arms.

   He just stood still, breathing heavily.

   "Sir, door's around front."

   In the dark, it was easy to catch the bright flash of green in his eyes.
Berigi had the urge to run.  It was too late as his boot came crashing into
her face.

   #

   The man--Roz, if Moirne remembered right--pulled her by her wrist alone
up and over the bar.  His mug hit the floor, making a loud clang against
the stone.

   "Oi!  What the fuck are you doing?!" Moirne tried to fight against him,
but his grip on her wrist was so tight, she feared he'd break it.  And if
he were a miner, he'd be able to do it without any effort at all.  "Help!"

   Roz used his hold on the back of Moirne's neck to steer her head down to
the bar.  Her skull bounced off of it and pain flared through her head. 
She cried as he began to tear at her skirts.

   #

   Berigi's head flew back, followed by her body.  She landed over the
crate, her hips in the air.  The blow stunned her and for a minute, Berigi
could only roll her eyes around.  Then he was down, between her legs and
she could feel his hot hand first cupping and then squeezing her breast.

   "No," she moaned, but he ignored her plea.  He squeezed her breast
tighter.

   "Augh!" A cry of pain from inside the pub.  The man's fingers wrapped
around Berigi's throat and he lifted her up with one arm.

   #

   "Augh!" Moirne gave another grunting cry as Roz thrust in again, his
cock scraping rough against her unprepared walls.  A door opened behind the
bar and Dugh himself stepped out.

   "What's with all the rack--by the gods, Moirne!  Oi, you, get off her!"
Dugh yelled, grabbing for the long axe under the bar.  He raised it up,
ready to swing if the rapist did not comply.

   Roz pulled his head back and gave a loud sneeze.  Green flooded the air
and covered Dugh's head.  His grip on the axe faltered and it clanged to
the floor.  He breathed in more and more of the dust and a tingling began
in his balls before he gave his own light sneeze.  Dugh dropped heavily to
his knees and disappeared behind the bar.

   When Roz had sneezed, Moirne thought his cock throbbed a little larger
inside of her.  Her walls had started to moisten and he was sliding a
little easier, but Moirne could feel that something had changed.  He was
getting larger.

   Roz's hand wrapped in her hair and pulled her head back, the roots
pulling tight and several ripping from her scalp.  With every thrust, his
hot breath washed over her ear.  Huff--huff--huff--huff--huff-

   Her head was turned toward the side door when it opened, two figures
entering the pub.  Moirne's heart sank as she saw that it was her younger
sister being dragged by the man she had seen most often with the one behind
her, his hand on her throat.  Moirne had enough time to see that his eyes
were glowing green before he threw her sister on the bar in the same
position she herself was trapped in.  Lining up behind her, Moirne could
hear the moment he took Berigi.

   Her little sister cried out and all Moirne could do was lay her hand
over her sister's and pray to the gods for them both.

   Every other thrust, Roz was growing larger and just when Moirne thought
she might break, he came.

   Moirne had been with a man before - many a man, as a matter of fact -
and she knew that something was wrong this time.  Instead of a liquid, she
felt a long, thick worm crawling out of his cock and into her body.  It was
so long that it took the creature several minutes to fully exit and by that
time it had found her womb and began making itself a home.  Moirne could
feel it moving about inside of her and it wasn't altogether unpleasant. 
The whole time, Roz held her tight, all of him pressed to and through her.

   Next to them, Jafrey was picking up his pace and Berigi could only moan
in pain.  She saw her sister and the blond man both still.  Moirne was
panting and Berigi watched as tiny green flecks began to appear and glow in
her sister's eyes.  It reminded her of the man outside and she gave a small
scream as his cock also began to grow inside her.

   Roz pulled out of Moirne and took a seat at the bar as if nothing had
happened.  Moirne slid down to her knees and then rolled so that she was
sitting half naked on the cold stone floor.  Her head had gone thick, hazy
and there was a tingle in her abdomen, followed by a hint of fire between
her legs.  Not paying attention to what she was doing, Moirne let her hand
fall down to rub at the burn.

   Legs appeared in front of her and Moirne looked up to find Dugh standing
over her.  He had his cock out in hand and it strained toward her,
twitching with his heartbeat.  His balls hung heavy beneath the shaft and
she knew even though she'd only seen them once that they were larger than
they should have been.  Dugh shook the rod at her and she knew what she
needed to do.

   Moirne rolled up onto her knees in front of her boss and replaced his
hands with her own and then with her mouth.

   Berigi could feel him growing and then the worm entering her.  She
groaned, a high frightened sound and tensed all of her muscles, her body
unconsciously fighting him off.  Jafrey pressed her even harder into the
bar until she knew that her stomach would be bruised come tomorrow.  His
hips twitched behind her and Berigi wondered if he was getting any pleasure
at all from this thing pulling itself out of his body and into hers.

   The worm curled around itself several times before it was completely in
its nesting place.

   "Ack!" Berigi choked, unable to pull air into her lungs.  Her body was
on fire, her throat closed off.  The man backed away and took his customary
seat next to the other one at the bar.  As soon as he was gone, Berigi
could breathe again.  She took one gasping breath after another.  Berigi's
head was numb and she had a vague thought that perhaps her eyes had
attained a glow like her sister's.

   Wrapping one arm over her stomach, Berigi turned slowly, keeping at
least one side of her body against the bar for support.  She was met by the
sight of her sister kneeling on the floor beside her, mouth moving quick
over the older man's cock.  Dugh's fingers were threaded through Moirne's
hair and while Berigi was watching, he tugged on it.  Moirne pulled back
and looked up at him, her eyes still shining with the glowing green flecks.


   Moirne took two handfuls of Dugh's shirt and pulled up and onto her
feet. With the help of her sister, Moirne jumped up to sit on the bar.  She
was sitting close to Roz, but he only reached over to squeeze her breast.
His worm had been delivered, his job was done.

   Dugh entered Moirne, but this time, it was she who pulled him closer. 
She who moved her hips along with his.  His fingers gripped her thighs and
the burning pain of it pushed Moirne higher.  She grabbed at his chest,
shoulders, clothes, trying to pull him farther, deeper, faster.

   Berigi wanted something, though she was not sure what it was, yet.  All
she did know was that it could not be Dugh because she'd already been
implanted and he had already been infected.  Dugh began to jerk erratically
and Moirne grabbed her stomach, crying out in both pain and pleasure as the
worm inside began to vibrate violently.  This home was only big enough for
one, it sent her.

   Berigi moved closer to the couple and reached down, wrapping one hand
around the base of Dugh's cock.  She held it tight and felt both it, and
her sister's pussy twitch.  Berigi pressed her body to Dugh's side and
whispered in his ear.

   "Home.  You have to go home.  Your wife." She did not know where the
words came from.

   As commanded, Dugh silently stepped back, leaving the warmth of Moirne's
body.  He pulled up his trousers and left without another word.  Moirne
cried out in loss and was rewarded by Berigi's body between her legs.

   Moirne's mouth was insistent on hers, hard and frantic, trying to get
the power back from her last lover.  Berigi moved her hips against her
sister's, but there was nothing she could do.  An idea bit into her mind
and she believed it was sent by the worm she could feel inside her womb. 
Berigi dropped one hand down between Moirne's legs and touched the heat
there.  Her sister cried out and bucked up toward the hand.

   Not enough, not enough!  her mind screamed.  And then there were hands
on Berigi's hips and she felt Roz's hot cock bounce against her opening. 
Berigi parted her legs more until they were tight to Moirne's thighs.  Roz
pressed deep in one thrust and both women cried out.  The move trapped
Berigi's hand between their hips and with Roz's movements, it was almost as
if she had her own small cock.

   Moirne pulled her sister's mouth back down onto hers and Jafrey had had
enough.  His cock was hard and hot inside trousers that he wished he hadn't
put back on.  He loosed the ties and Jafrey saw steam rising into the air
from his red flesh.  Jafrey groaned and wrapped one meaty hand around his
cock, working the flesh slowly as he watched the small train beside him.

   Both girls moaned loud after a particularly hard thrust from Roz and
Jafrey knew that he needed more than his own touch right now.  He stood and
stepped up behind his friend.  He leaned close and without knowing what
exactly he meant to do, Jafrey slid his right middle finger up inside Roz's
asshole.  The other man froze, and then relaxed as there was another loud
moan from the girls.

   Jafrey slowly fucked Roz with his finger, adding another after a minute.
He twisted them around and Roz pressed his cock deeper into Berigi before
pushing his ass back.  Roz began fucking himself on his friend's fingers
without really realizing what he was doing or asking for.  Jafrey's cock
was hot and hard and without thinking, he began rubbing it against Roz's
bare hip.  It left a trail of precum that was sparkling with tiny green
flecks.

   Moirne was cumming again with these mewling little sounds.  Berigi was
crying.  Roz dropped his head down to press against her back.  His hips
kept moving back onto Jafrey's fingers.  Jafrey gripped Roz's hips tight
and slowly inched his way inside the other man for the first time.  Roz
moaned the entire way.  Roz's inner muscles fluttered and squeezed him. 
Fully seated, Jafrey moved his hands up to grip Berigi's hips.  She flexed
under his hold, twisting and moaning with Roz still inside her.

   Jafrey set up a quick pace, finding that he had all the control in all
of their pleasure.  This did not set him up for lasting very long.  Roz
came first, shooting only sperm into the younger woman.  Berigi moaned
against her sister's lips as she felt it and the worm began swimming
around, adding an extra flutter to her release.  Roz's muscles tightened up
around him and that was all Jafrey needed to come deep within his friend.

   The change was almost instant.  Roz could feel the pressure in his balls
increase as another worm began to grow there.  He almost collapsed when
Jafrey left his back.  Only the other's hand on his arm kept him from just
sinking to the floor.  The girls, however, did fall.  They hit the floor
hard.  The sisters lay entwined, Berigi's hand still down near Moirne's
snatch.  The younger nuzzled her face in the older's neck as they drifted
off to sleep.

   Roz stared down at them and scratched at his balls.  The pressure from
before was back and even now, he could feel the worm - still small, but it
would grow fast - wriggling around in his sack.  He leaned heavily on
Jafrey.  "Another one."

   Jafrey didn't even have to look at him to know.  The information flowed
into his mind from the spores that changed his mind and created the initial
worm.  And he wanted another one.  Jafrey hugged Roz from behind, one hand
roaming down to stroke the other's cock, already getting firm again.  The
worm would only be implanted in an uninfected woman.  Roz could only force
him to create another one.

   Jafrey pushed the throat of Roz's shirt to the side so that he could
press his lips to the man's shoulder.  "I want one, too.  Then we can take
the town."

   #

   On the dawn of the second day after the meteor's falling, there wasn't a
clear set of eyes in the village.  Once the infection was taken care of,
the task changed.  Jafrey and Roz were the first to get the orders because
they had the necessary skills to lead the rest of the villagers.  They were
going to dig.

   Jafrey was the one to come up with the place for the entrance.  The back
of the dairy behind the cows and hidden beneath the hay.  Travelers still
came through the village on their way to and from the city, but none of
them spent the night.  After sunset, they would find not one light on in
any of the houses or shops, leaving them to continue on.  No one paused for
long during the day, either.  The villagers did not act overtly strange. 
There was just a vibe that made people want to keep their distance.

   Petre Vost wasn't paid to note vibes and/or avoid them.  He was on the
direct payroll of the Mining Guildhead.  Petre was a small man and had
never set foot in a mine.  His jobs were much more clean than that.  In
fact, he was here to collect the specimens that those two miners were late
in bringing back.  The Guildhead was very interested in this space rock and
wanted to capitalize on it if given the chance.  And he would only have
that chance if the scientists had the opportunity to study the rock.

   Petre knew from experience that the best place to find miners is the
nearest pub.  He stepped inside and met silence.  Petre looked around and
the room was far from empty, so there should have been conversations and
maybe even singing.  There was nothing except people sitting at tables and
at the bar, all very quiet.  It reminded Petre of a staged scene like in
the plays up in the city.  He coughed and stepped up to the bar.

   The maid behind it was wearing a dress cut so that most of her breasts
were free.  It fit the definition of decent only just and it was a hardy
task for Petre to keep his eyes on her face.  She was pretty enough to work
in the city if she wanted to.

   She smiled at him, but there was something oddly blank to it.  "Hello.
Can I get you something to drink?"

   "No, thank you.  I'm here looking for two miners that might have come
through here over the last couple days." Petre said.

   The bar maid smiled.  "We get an awful amount of miners here."

   "Of course." He laughed a little nervously at how stupid he felt.  "One
is blonde, the other brown-haired.  The names are," Petre pulled out a roll
of parchment, "Rozen Laerenz and Jafrey Zaxe."

   Her face lit up.  "They're still here in town."

   "I really need to speak with them.  See, they were supposed to be
gathering specimens for the Guildhead and no one has seen them since they
left."

   "Have a seat, Mr - "

   "Vost, Petre Vost." Petre supplied.

   "Mr.  Vost.  I will see if I can find them for you." Moirne bowed low
enough that he could see all the way down her bare torso from the neck of
the dress.  She left out the back, leaving Berigi in charge of the bar.

   The noise was minimal at Bela's dairy where the men were working.  Soon,
the shifts would change and another set of men would take over the digging.
Moirne could see the finished tunnel and the eventual paradise beyond in
her mind's eyes, courtesy of the worm in her womb.  It was growing steadily
larger on the food she ate and any fluids deposited into her body at night.
Sex had become a reward for a good day's work.  In only a couple days,
Moirne's stomach had gained a small bulge in her lower abdomen.  She liked
to caress it sometimes.

   In the very back of the dairy, she leaned over the side of the entrance.
The hole was a little deeper than Jafrey was tall which meant Roz looked
even smaller down below.  Moirne got down on her hands and knees to talk to
them.

   "There's someone here that wants to see you."

   Jafrey stopped and brushed the sweat from his forehead.  "If it's just
you, jump down."

   Roz leaned against the side of the hole and laughed.  "You said if we
did anything down here, we'd pass out."

   Jafrey just smiled up at Moirne.  "So, who is it?"

   "Man named Petre Vost.  Said something about speci...specimens?" Moirne
said.

   Both men blinked up at her for a minute before Jafrey answered.  "He's
the Guildhead's man.  We never delivered the space rock.  Roz got the
sample."

   Roz stared at him.  "Space rock?"

   Jafrey rolled his eyes.  He grabbed a hold of the waist of Roz's
breeches.  The other man let out a yelp as he was forcefully spun around.
Jafrey dug around in deep pockets until he found the vial.  The rock inside
was bland and lifeless.  The green flecks in his eyes glowed for a second
before fading again.  There was no harm to them in giving him this small
piece.  All of the spores had died from being in the jar for so long.

   "I'll go," Jafrey said.  "The tunnel - "

   "Next shift can do the tunnel," Moirne said.  "He wanted to see both of
you.  Then maybe we can go find a quiet place to spend some alone time."

   A grin spread on Jafrey's face.  He stood taller on his toes to kiss
her. Arms came around his waist, jerking him back and breaking the kiss. 
When he looked, Roz's chin was sitting on his shoulder.

   "Come on," Moirne said, "he's waiting at Dugh's."

   Roz boosted Jafrey so he could get a good enough hold to climb out and
then he pulled Roz out.  Once he was up, Roz said, "We need to fix some
steps or something."

   The man, Vost, stood when he heard them enter.  His eyes fell on the jar
in Jafrey's hand.  "Mr.  Zaxe, Mr.  Laerenz.  What held you up here?  The
Guildhead has been waiting."

   Roz opened his mouth and Jafrey held up one hand to keep him quiet.  The
last thing they needed was for more people from the city to be sniffing
around the village.  "There was an accident nearby so we stayed to help
out. I'm sorry, we forgot all about this."

   Petre held the jar up to the light coming in the windows. 
"Hmm...doesn't look so special."

   Jafrey shrugged.  "Pried it right off the space rock."

   Petre slipped the jar into a pouch hanging at his waist.  "The Guildhead
also wants to know when you'll be back in the city."

   "We're not coming back." Roz said.  "We quit."

   Jafrey nodded.  "Yes.  We're needed here more than up in the city.  You
can tell the Guildhead for us?"

   "Of course.  Sorry that you will no longer be with us." Petre said.

   "You'd better start back," Jafrey said.  "Night's coming."

   Petre gave a little half-bow to Moirne.  "Nice meeting you, Miss."

   As soon as the little man was out the door, Moirne grabbed Jafrey's arm,
practically dragging him off and up the stairs, Roz following close behind.
She found an empty room and spun around to face them.  Moirne threw her
arms over Jafrey's shoulders, her lips finding his.  Jafrey's hands came to
her ass and he pulled her tight against him.  When they parted, both of
their eyes shined with green flecks.

   Roz stepped up behind Jafrey.  He had to stretch up to kiss the back of
the taller man's neck.  Jafrey gave a shiver and half-turned toward him. 
His hand ran down to caress Roz's crotch.  Moirne had slipped out of her
dress and was already working on Jafrey's breeches.  They slipped down
while Roz pulled off Jafrey's shirt.  His kissed Jafrey's collarbone before
moving down his chest.  Jafrey moaned when Moirne wrapped a hand around his
cock.

   "This is mine," Moirne moaned.

   Roz licked a line up the front of Jafrey's throat.  "Jaf..."

   Jafrey nodded.  "You can have me later."

   Roz groaned, but began undressing.  Using her hold on his cock, Moirne
pulled Jafrey back to the bed.  She released him only long enough to crawl
on the bed.  He was over her in a flash.  Jafrey lapped at her stomach,
then her breasts, then back to her mouth again.

   He pressed his cock inside her and she let out a long moan.  A few
thrusts later and he rolled onto his back so that she was riding him.  Roz
showed up behind her.  He touched her hips and rubbed her back until she
bent down, slowing her rocking on his cock.

   Roz pressed a kiss to her lower back before licking his fingers and
sliding them in to her ass.  Moirne stiffened and then resumed her rocking.
She kissed Jafrey, whose hand had moved down to rub at her clit.

   One, two, three fingers and Roz was pushing his cock at her backdoor. 
The head popped in and she froze.  Her eyes were flaring a bright green. 
The worm was somehow modifying her body again, she knew it.  He pressed
slowly forward until she was sandwiched tight between the two men.  Roz
shifted around and Jafrey leaned up to kiss him over Moirne's shoulder. 
The sight of it made her moan and tighten on them.

   Jafrey's head fell back on the pillows.  "Fuck..."

   Roz pulled back and then pushed forward again.  With both of them inside
her, each hole was tighter, more responsive.  The bed began to rock with
their weight.  Moirne's face was screwed up, her eyes shut tight as she was
fucked by both of them.

   A mantra began pouring out of her lips.  "Gods, gods, gods, gods..."

   When she came, it was strong.  The spasms shook her entire body like a
seizure.  Her muscles gripped both their cocks so hard, each thought she
might just break them off.  Moirne's nails dug into Jafrey's shoulders
until small moons of blood welled up from his skin.  As Moirne came down,
she realized that the men were nowhere near done with her.  When they began
to move again, she hoped this night wouldn't kill her.

   #

   Another couple of days and travelers began avoiding the village
altogether.  And they found that without needing to stage a normal town,
more people could work on the tunnel.  Far enough down, it made a sharp
right angle.  All beneath the town, workers carefully carved out a large
cavern.

   By the time they finished, all of the villagers had a greenish tinge to
their skin.  Tiny green spores flaked off of them, spreading throughout the
cavern and beginning to grow.

   Moirne, like all of the women in town, stood in awe at the beauty of the
new home.  None of them had been allowed down since the excavation began.
She rotated in a slow circle with one hand wrapped around her sister's.

   "It's so wonderful," Berigi said.

   Moirne brushed the mossy hair away from her green face.  "We're home. 
Our true home."

   Moirne looked around at all of the people she had grown up with - people
she'd seen every day of her life.  And now they would be together forever.
Dugh and his wife.  Bela and her sons.  Neighbors, Patrons, good friends
all changed and all bonded in a way none could have imagined before that
rock fell out of the sky.

   The worm in her abdomen began to vibrate in preparation of its exit. 
Gasps rose up from all of the women gathered.  All of the worms had grown
to a point that even curled up tight inside their hosts, all of the women
from young to old looked at least halfway pregnant with a normal fetus.

   All of the women squatted down.  Moans began to echo through the cavern
as the worms started slithering out into their brand-new custom built home.

   Moirne moaned and panted with the others, hand clenched tight in
Berigi's.  If any of them had thought the worm was long entering their
bodies, this was an eternity of constant stimulation.  Some of the women
came, their sounds obvious and rising above the others' gentle moans. 
Moirne lost it when she looked up to see Jafrey and Roz standing beside her
and attached at the lips.  Both were naked as everyone in the cavern.  Roz
had one hand rubbing Jafrey's side while the other stroked his cock.

   As her first orgasm wound down, Moirne reached up and took to massaging
Roz's cock.  Since this began, they had become a trine.  After that first
night, Berigi had sought out her longtime love before anyone else had the
chance to infect him.  He stood behind her now, hands on her shoulders as
the worm continued on out of her body.

   Moirne's worm finally popped free of her lips and burrowed down into the
spongy, moss-like floor.  She didn't know what she expected this moment to
feel like.  It wasn't joyous.  It wasn't anything, really.  Nothing at all.
There was an emptiness slowly turning into a very real ache in her stomach
where the worm used to be.

   "Moirne," Berigi said, holding her stomach, "it hurts."

   She squeezed her sister's hand.  "Yeah."

   Others were starting to complain of pain and feeling so alone.  Moirne
rolled onto her knees and took Roz's cock into her mouth.  They continued
to kiss over her.  It wasn't enough and she groaned out in frustration.

   "Roz." She said.

   "Jaf," he said in turn.  Roz entered her from behind and Jafrey behind
him.  As they fucked, like all the others, tendrils of plant material began
slithering up over their skin.

   EPILOGUE



   Word had come through the city that the village outside the walls had
been abandoned - completely deserted.  When the rumors reached the Council
of Three, they immediately sent a party out to the village to see if there
was any truth to them.  Tzit Mokon was a member of this party.  He was
younger than the rest of them - a beginner among some of the most mediocre
of the city's guard.

   After dismounting, Tzit tied his steed to one of the posts outside what
appeared to be a pub.  Senna tied her horse beside his.  The others were
going to start going through buildings on the other side of town.

   Tzit adjusted the sword on his hip.  The belt was just a touch too large
on him.  "I've never been anywhere this quiet."

   "Yep," was her response.  Senna caressed her horse's neck, running her
fingers through the smooth mane.  "But this is your first time out of the
city, isn't it?"

   Tzit's face pinked.  Senna went to the door of the pub and pushed it in.
The building was empty.

   "Hello?" Senna said loud enough for anyone near to hear.  "We're from
the city."

   Tzit walked around the room, looking at the tables.  A very fine powder
covered each one.  Tzit swiped his fingers over one table and it looked
like they were covered in ash.  "How long could these people have been
gone? These tables are covered in dust."

   "There's no one here," Senna said.

   They checked through the next two buildings with the same results.  Then
the call went up.  In the back of the dairy, Brig had followed a thick
trail of the dust to a hole in the hay.  Sprinkled all around it was more
dust, but this had a green coloring to it.  A sort of ropey ladder led down
into the hole.  It was also covered in green dust, a pile of which seemed
to glow from the bottom of the hole.

   Brig volunteered to go first.  The others watched as he descended into
the hole.  At the bottom, he said, "By the gods..."

   "What is it?!" Jix yelled down.

   Illuminated by the green glow, Brig disappeared into another passage. 
Jix and Senna were on their way down the ladder before Tzit found his
voice. "Hey!  Wait!  What if there's something really bad down there?"

   "Bad is what we do." Senna said.

   Tzit groaned and waited until the ladder was free before climbing down.
The others were standing just inside the entrance to a large room carved
out of the earth.  The green dust was everywhere - roof, walls, and
ceiling. It formed some kind of a spongy substance and sprouting from this
were large mushrooms.  They came in many different colors.  The light from
them mixed in the air.

   "Oh, sweet Gaia...what is this?" Jix said.  His eyes were wide, the
colors reflecting off them.

   There was a small smile on Senna's face.  "It's so beautiful."

   Her comment strengthened Tzit.  He stepped farther into the room.  "Any
of you ever see anything like this?"

   Silence and Tzit reached out to touch one of the mushrooms on the wall
near the entrance.  Before his fingers touched it, his face was enveloped
by some kind of dust.  Tzit coughed and sneezed and when he looked,
everyone's attention was on him.

   Brig grinned.  "You okay there, princess?"

   Tzit rubbed his nose.  "Shut up."

   Jix had seen something on the wall and was walking toward it when he
tripped.  Green glowing dots puffed up around him and he sneezed.  Brig was
on his way to help him when he froze, staring at the thing Jix had tripped
over.  He crouched down beside it, pulling away some kind of plant.

   Skin.  Green skin, but skin.  And with that, he could see that it had
been two people, one lying between the other's legs.  They were dead,
bodies wasted by malnutrition.  What looked like roots were growing into
the couple's skin.  Brig jumped back.  Jix stared at the couple, seeing
them for the first time.  He scooted back over the ground and his back
bumped into something.  When he looked, it was three people he saw in a
sort of train.  Their bodies were withered and drained of life as well.

   Jix shot up and everywhere he looked, he saw people in intimate
positions all dead and all covered in the plant material.  It was like they
had become a part of the cavern.  Decoration.

   Tzit sneezed again and felt an odd tingle shoot through his balls.

   THE END
A/n: Thanks for reading!