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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
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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