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Spores - 1
by Dragonfly (address withheld)

***

The perfect combination of science fiction and F/F 
action with a taste of hentai too... (FF, sci-fi)

***

"Goddamn, but it’s hot today," thought Cheryl as she 
took off her dirty camping clothes and slipped into the 
creek. The icy cold water made her shiver but, after 
the third day in a row of temperatures over 100 
degrees, it was a welcome relief. Her boyfriend was 
nowhere to be found, "probably sleeping off the beer 
again," she thought with disgust. The sun was high, but 
the tall pines and oaks shaded the creek and made for a 
blissful soak.

Cheryl wondered how her friend Christina was doing down 
at the next campsite. They had been best friends since 
high school, so she wanted Chris along for the trip 
even more than Bob. Cheryl stood up and stretched, the 
cool and clear mountain water dripping off her naked 
body. It was at that moment, standing there in all her 
glory and in the beauty of nature, that Cheryl decided 
to dump Bob. A gentle breeze ruffled her fluffy pussy 
hairs and she got back into the water, floating 
contentedly while looking at the sky.

A few moments later, her eye caught sight of a strange 
light in the sky. Having seen footage of meteorites on 
television, it looked exactly like that to Cheryl, but 
it was so bright that even in the midday sunlight she 
could see it clearly. A few more moments passed and 
there was a brilliant flash accompanied by a muffled 
boom not far upstream of where she was bathing. 

"Wow, did you see that?" Cheryl jumped a bit when the 
voice of Christina came from right behind her. 

"How long have you been there?"

"Not that long, I was just swimming up from the other 
camp to say hello when I saw a flash… besides yours, I 
mean," Chris joked, pointing to Cheryl’s nakedness. 
Cheryl flushed a little but felt comfortable with her 
friend as well – they’d seen each other nude plenty of 
times as teens at sleepovers and while skinny dipping.

The two young women discussed how far away they thought 
the meteorite might be, where it came from, and so on 
when they noticed that the water coming downstream was 
starting to change. 

"Hey," said Chris, "maybe the meteor disturbed things a 
lot near the creek… the water’s turning murky and 
stuff. And is it getting warmer, or is it me?"

Cheryl considered this for a minute and said, "Yeah, 
you know, it does feel warmer. I don’t think it’s just 
that we’re used to it or something. But I don’t know 
about the cloudiness of it," she said, looking at the 
swirling greenish water around her body. "Wouldn’t silt 
and stuff be brown?" She stood up, the creek waters 
coming up to her waist, the greenish coloring clearly 
visible in the droplets that fell from her erect 
nipples. She looked down and could not see the bottom 
of the stream, the murky waters flecked with dots of 
what looked like fool’s gold. 

Chris stood up as well, looking around herself at the 
strangely tinted water. Where the water had been on her 
upper body left a slight green powder on her skin, 
something like pollen collects on a car during the 
spring.

"Bleh!" said Chris as she started wiping the green 
powder off her breasts. "Well, I’m getting out – I’m 
getting covered with this stuff and I got in here to 
get clean, not dirtier!"

The two women waded out of the creek, each one 
privately noting that with each step, the increasingly 
warmer waters made their clitorises tingle deliciously. 
Slightly flushed and strangely silent, they went to 
their separate camps and tried to clean off the 
greenish powder as best they could before getting 
dressed. It was time to go home anyway.

***

That night, as Cheryl got ready for bed, she noticed 
that her clitoris seemed sensitive and perhaps a bit 
swollen. "Oh great," she thought, "I probably have an 
infection from that damn stream silt now." She 
undressed and slipped between the covers, the air 
cooler humming pleasantly in the next room.

The next morning, things weren’t any better. In fact, 
they seemed worse. She took a shower and examined 
herself, hoping to wash away any lingering green powder 
and find the source of the swelling and tenderness… but 
as she soaped up her crotch, the sensation on her clit 
was not one of pain but intense pleasure. Her heart 
skipped a beat as she gently touched the enlarged, red 
pleasure pearl between her legs, and she orgasmed 
almost instantly. 

Luckily, she was on vacation for the next few days, 
because her clitoris was growing larger with each 
passing hour. That evening it was visible even while 
standing with her legs closed, and if she touched it, 
the clit grew with pleasure and desire. When she 
finally went to bed after pleasuring herself for a few 
hours, her bright red clit was four inches long and 
about as thick as her thumb. 

She tried to roll onto her stomach in her sleep and 
awoke, thinking there must be something under her. 
Cheryl looked down and discovered that her clit now 
resembled a flushed, red, man’s penis, which was 
currently dripping with precum. Shaking, she closed her 
eyes and rolled onto her back. She gently ran her hands 
down her body and, when her fingertips touched her 
curly pubic hairs, she could also feel a new penis 
awaiting her, stiff and ready for action. On the edge 
of screaming, she wondered if… yes, her vagina was 
still there and just as she remembered it. What the 
hell was going on?

She laid there for a few minutes, paralyzed, all except 
for the lovely penis which pulsed along with her 
heartbeat. She opened her eyes and watched it pulse 
there for a few minutes, transfixed. Then she began to 
touch it. It wiggled in response, her brain going wild 
with both the pleasure she felt through her new organ 
and with mixed emotions of horror and fascination. The 
fascination won.

She spent the next couple of hours playing with her new 
penis, actually bringing herself to an amazing orgasm 
complete with a spray of milky cum. When she finally 
relaxed again and looked back down at herself, the 
organ actually seemed larger than before. Was it her 
imagination? Then she thought of Christina.

"Hello, Chris? Yeah, it’s me… hey, um…. are you feeling 
okay? Any kind of weird stuff going on with you the 
past couple of days? Oh… no reason… I just thought 
maybe I’d gotten some kind of infection from that green 
water…yeah… what? Say that again? Uh huh…yeah, 
something weird ‘down there’ if you know what I mean. 
Are you okay? You don’t sound very good… like upset or… 
do you want to come over? Yeah? Okay, see you in a 
little while… bye."

The delicious red penis flopped along her thighs as she 
walked into the kitchen for some water, giving her a 
thrill. Just thinking of it made it get a little 
stiffer, but she noticed that it didn’t really get 
erect and stand straight out like a man’s penis, it 
just got stiffer. And did it look even larger? She 
thought about Bob’s penis, and mentally compared what 
she’d seen that morning to it – it was about the same. 
Now, however, it was at least eight inches long and 1-
1/2 inches around, and she wasn’t particularly aroused. 

She looked down and touched it, seeing what would 
happen. It stiffened but didn’t get erect, and it got 
even larger, lengthening to a full 10 inches but not 
adding too much in girth. Watching it pulse with her 
heartbeat, she slowly walked back into the bedroom to 
play a bit more, completely forgetting that Chris was 
on her way over.

Cheryl reclined on the bed, grasping her pillow with 
both hands, willing her penis to pulsate even more. It 
did. She willed it to become erect. It did that too. 
She willed it to move back and forth. It did that and 
anything else Cheryl wanted. With a thrill, she willed 
it to writhe like a snake… and it did. Not only was it 
huge… the organ could be moved any way she liked. Even 
into her own pussy. Where she now willed it to go.

Deeper and deeper the penis went inside, growing and 
pulsating, filling her so completely that she came 
inside herself, her hungry, grasping vagina sucking the 
cum out of her own organ and into her own womb. She 
finally relaxed after a few minutes and willed the 
thing out of her, and she admired it’s size as the 
dripping red organ pulsated on her stomach. The penis 
was like an alien tentacle now, as long or short as she 
wanted it, as thick or thin as she liked it to be, 
textured or smooth or whatever shape she liked, and she 
was able to move it with ease in any direction, even 
back on itself, while still remaining hard and 
delicious. Then she heard a knock at the door.

Throwing a robe over herself and willing the tentacle 
to become as small as possible (which was still a 
respectable four inches long), she opened the door. 
Chris looked a little pale, yet her cheeks were 
somewhat flushed.

"Hey, are you okay?" Cheryl tried to sound 
conversational, but her own flushed face and the faint 
musky scent of sex betrayed her.

"Shoot, why did you ask me over? I didn’t know Bob was 
here. I thought you broke up with him." Chris looked a 
little disappointed and turned to go. Cheryl stopped 
her.

"He’s not here."

"Um…okay. So, do you need privacy or something?" Chris 
indicated Cheryl’s bathrobe. A faint idea tickled the 
back of Cheryl’s mind, but she sent it away quickly.

"No, no, let’s talk for a little while. You didn’t 
sound right on the phone." (...that idea needs to go 
away now...)

"Right… well, yeah, I think there’s something wrong 
with me. Ever since the camping trip…" Chris flushed 
with embarrassment, and Cheryl moved to comfort her 
friend. (...dammit...) She began to sweat a little.

Chris continued, "I don’t want to go to the doctor, I’m 
too embarrassed." Chris could smell the musky odors of 
Cheryl and began to sweat as well.

"Is there something… different about… you know… 
something…" Cheryl stammered. (…my pussy’s getting wet… 
and so is my…) She stood up abruptly and offered Chris 
some cold water, which was gratefully accepted. Neither 
of them noticed the small wet spot spreading from 
within Cheryl’s robe where the head of the 
tentacle/penis was touching it.

They both sat in silence for a few minutes, neither 
woman looking at the other one. Then Cheryl hugged 
Chris again. And Chris leaned into Cheryl. 

"I’m different too..." said Cheryl quietly. She began 
to stroke Chris’ hair lovingly. Chris relaxed further 
into Cheryl’s body, a small wet spot forming on the 
skirt she was wearing. A wet spot just like the one now 
visible on Cheryl’s own robe. Which she now let slip 
open a bit. And then a bit more. Chris’ eyes soon 
caught sight of what was within, and she couldn’t stop 
looking at the size of it. The wet spot on her skirt 
grew larger and a bump began to pulsate under the 
fabric. 

Cheryl got up and led her friend into the bedroom, 
where she closed her eyes and let the robe drop away 
from her completely. She heard a quiet gasp, then heard 
the rustling of fabric from where Chris was standing. 
Cheryl jumped as a small, warm hand closed around the 
penis-tentacle, and she opened her eyes as her hand was 
guided to another just like hers. 

Chris was nude as well, a red, snake-like penis 
emerging from where her clitoris should have been. They 
drew together and embraced, the two tentacles trying to 
find the opening of the other woman’s pussy. They 
crossed over each other and, each woman willing her 
penis to lengthen, they both penetrated at the same 
moment. Twin gasps of pleasure escaped into the room, 
and Cheryl’s knees gave way enough that the serpents 
became dislodged.

She laid down on the bed and beckoned Chris over, but 
instead of laying down next to her friend, Chris had 
another idea. She flipped around so that each woman was 
facing the other’s feet… and the penis-tentacles 
matched up perfectly with the two vaginas. 

They immediately penetrated each other, the two women 
moaning and thrusting into each other’s hips as the red 
snakes reached ever deeper into their partners’ 
tunnels, becoming longer and thicker and deeply ribbed 
at will, until finally Chris began shaking with release 
as her penis shot thick streams of semen into Cheryl, 
her spasming pussy milking the other woman’s dick at 
full tilt. 

This sent Cheryl over the edge, and she did the same, 
her head tilting back in a moaning scream as she felt 
both Chris’ tentacle working inside herself and had the 
new sensation of pushing her thick, cumming dick deeper 
inside a woman’s pussy. The two women forced their hips 
together, grinding ever deeper and working the last few 
drops of semen from each other, until they finally 
withdrew and rested on the bed in the afterglow of 
fulfillment, Chris turning around to embrace her new 
lover.

Chris started giggling a little. The Cheryl joined in 
and started laughing. Soon the two were laughing and 
crying with joy and relief, hugging each other and 
kissing, their snake-like penises twining around each 
other. Cheryl spoke first.

"So… your apartment lease is up in a couple of months, 
right?"

Chris smiled, nodded, and teased Cheryl with her 
tentacle, running it along her fuzzy pubic hairs and 
tickling Cheryl’s anus, making her jump. Cheryl had 
never enjoyed anal sex… but because they could change 
the size and shape of their penises at will…

Cheryl did the same with her tentacle, brushing the 
head of it against Chris’ tight little butt hole. Chris 
gasped, and Cheryl could see the gooseflesh along her 
arms. Gently, Cheryl pushed against the opening, 
carefully making her tentacle as thin and smooth as 
possible, almost like a large earthworm. Chris relaxed 
and let her inside, the woman shivering slightly as 
Cheryl penetrated and explored. Soon, Chris did the 
same for her lover, gently willing her snake to work 
its way gently into Cheryl’s anus. The two began 
fingering each other’s already wet pussies, both 
excited by the new sensations.

Cheryl gently expanded her tentacle inside Chris beyond 
the tight anus ring, giving it a ribbed and bulbous 
head, and Chris moaned gently in response, Cheryl 
feeling that she was now starting to do the same for 
her. Faster and faster went their fingers inside the 
other woman’s cunt, the penises pulsating with every 
heartbeat as they penetrated and wormed their way 
inside the other woman’s ass. 

Again, Chris came first, her anus muscles pinching down 
tight on Cheryl’s snake which made Cheryl cum 
immediately, both women getting a large load inside 
their asses, making them lubricated and slick. They 
both gently thrust into each other’s pussies with their 
hands and into the other woman’s anus with their 
penises until they both simply lay still, fingers and 
dicks still in place for a long time as they smiled and 
kissed.

"Yeah," said Chris dreamily, "I gotta call my 
landlord."

Cheryl’s tentacle slowly withdrew as Chris shivered 
with delight. She wiggled her fingers teasingly inside 
her new lover’s pussy.

"Maybe I’ll call later." 

Cheryl licked Chris’ hard nipples, then began sucking 
on them.

"Or tomorrow..."

Continued in part 2...

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