Birth of the Daemonite 2

Chapter Four

She leaned back in her chair, her sweater pulled up over her belly; the soft tanned flesh healthy and smooth. Brushing her silken brown hair from her face with one hand Jaime rubbed her belly contently with the other; lulled into a near slumber she was so full. Again she could understand Jelenas' mindset. Gustav had outdone himself this time; Jaime had eaten a three course meal meant for two, all by herself. Her poor tummy was tight and she knew it had probably eaten too much but as a doctor she also knew it was necessary to eat as much as she could to make sure her babies grew big enough; though modern technology helped a great deal in that department as well. She had gained almost thirty pounds of baby, belly and chest and still had four months to go. Looking at the video screen she sighed; wanting nothing more than to sleep she still had work to do. Jaime looked to the golden colored android that stood silently in the corner.
"Cero, could you take the plates please and please give Gustav my compliments," her voice a sultry, lazy whisper. She was so tired and in truth, Jelenas' journal was beginning to worry her. The android nodded and began to clean as Jaime, leaving her sweater bunched up under her big, fulsome breasts returned to the journal.

Day Three

I awoke with since of dread. My eyes grew wet when I was finally able to focus because Xing was…was dead; shriveled and gone, eaten by her friends who hung heavily on the walls. Oh my…they were enormous; so fecund, so gravid they dwarfed both Sunisa and Tara. Their bellies were so distended that they actually rested upon the ground, the flesh pulled so incredibly tight that I could see every vein as blood coursed through the monstrous ball. The orbs quivered slightly as the young inside jostled about, Tiffanis' belly rippling continuously with life. With each movement my friends would whimper or moan softly; grimacing as they felt their flesh begin to tare but then relax. Lindsay looked ready to explode, her huge breasts, nearly the size of my belly looked so full that they no longer wobbled but sat to either side of that gargantuan sphere that was her belly. She looked much plumper, meatier than her counterpart. Tiffani was similar, her brown skin paled it was pulled so tight but she seemed so content it was frightening. Their bellies looked almost absurd on their still plump frames, ballooned out nearly ten feet before them and begging to burst. Again, with effort I heaved my swollen body up until I could stand and move properly. I wanted to do something for them, anything but I was useless and they, they were lost. I started to move towards them but suddenly Tiffani let out a deep, low moan as I watched the massive sphere of her belly contract. It was too late, and suddenly I was very, very scared.
Her brown flesh tightened and relaxed as the ripples began to move more actively. It was too much movement, her belly was far too tight, and the flesh too taunt for them to move like that and poor Tiffani groaned and whimpered as her labor began. Lindsay looked at her and then me, almost pleadingly and then lustfully; her mind confused by the daemon DNA coursing in her altered body.
Tiffani panted and breathed, much like Tara had as her mountainous fecundity continued to contract. So enthralled by the birth I didn't notice until the strong clawed arm pulled me back; this time the Overfiend wrapped me up; spraying me with webbing until my fattened body, all but my head was covered and holding me against the wall it glued me there. The stuff felt sticky and tacky against my flesh until it hardened but my main focus was Tiffani. It had been an hour maybe, maybe more as she continued through her labor; each contraction forcing her too big belly to swell a little more until it was a perfectly tight ball of flesh; smooth and hard and aching to burst. Her black hair clung to her face, sweat dripped from her trembling body and her soft eyes were red with tears. Tiffani let out one last whimper as her too pregnant sphere tightened one last time; dark thick veins mapping it, stretch marks painted over the planet sized orb and then she burst open in a spray of gore and blood, her skin torn asunder by ripping clawed hands. Her pretty face fell limp, a look of peace etched upon it. Six full grown Overfiends emerged; the first turning on its mother and chomping down on her head severing it. I heard myself scream. Bloody and grotesque they crawled free, biting and feeding off poor Tiffani until she was nothing but bone fragment. Then they turned on Lindsay. I noticed it then, the slight difference between the two females; Lindsays' perfectly taunt belly quivered but it was from fullness, not living beings. They had fattened her full to the bursting point so the newborns could feast. She began to cry with the realization, begging and pleading as the drooling beasts approached her slowly; as if she were prey to be stalked. In truth she was no more than cattle, fed and fattened for the slaughter. My head began to spin as I watched in terror as they descended upon her. The sounds of her screams, the smell of blood and meat, the sounds of crushed bone, snapping jaws, the howls of pleasure; NOOOOOO…..

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Jaime clicked off the vidscreen. She felt nauseous, knowing poor Jelena had to endure watching her friend burst open and then the other one eaten alive. Fighting the urge to vomit Jaime heaved herself from her seat; readjusted her sweater and slowly began to waddle out of the office.
"Architect…," it was hard for her to talk, to breathe, "s…save file and copy. Transfer…" Jaime grasped her round belly as it tightened with the upcoming need, her face grew warm, the room swam and she dropped to her knees before the garbage unit in time to vomit. Holding her swollen middle Jaime threw up for some time until she felt ok. Wiping off her mouth and carefully regaining her composure she looked at the screen, the computer still awaiting her instructions.
"P…please transfer copy to my home computer via secured email. Then copy remaining journal entry and transfer to home office; I will continue study there. Once done send encoded copies of my findings to Marshal Ajax for study and use. "

The ride home was slow and easy, Jaime sleeping all the way there. Deon was not at home; he was at his art studio finishing up his next gala. Though the world was at war life went on because it was life they were fighting for. She pulled off her sweater, her massive breasts held firmly in her white lace bra desperately trying to hold them in. Lowering herself to the bed Jaime kicked off her shoes and then eased out of her jeans; her naked rear and neatly styled pubic hair coming into view; along with her sleek, muscled thighs. Finally she unclasped her bra to let her milk filled bosom to spill free over her gravid belly. Naked and alone she hoisted up her extra girth and slid into the shower. Cool soap water jetted out in a soft stream over her swollen, curvaceous body and she lazily cleansed herself; enjoying the gentleness of the soap and bathing sponge gliding over her taunt belly. Warm air blew out over her as the drying sequence began; Jaime squirming a bit as the air tickled her sex. Jaimes' bed was so warm and inviting that within moments she was sleeping soundly.
As she slept, she dreamed; dreamed of being made love to by shadowy, faceless figures who touched and pleased her swollen body in ways no person; even Deon, ever had. She could feel them thrusting into her wet sex, her mouth, between her massive breasts, even into her anus and she relished the lustful pleasure of it all; orgasm after orgasm rippling over her round, bloated frame. In her dream it took a lifetime and yet only seconds before they were cumming, hot thick ropes of semen splashing on her immensely gravid belly, on her plump melon sized breasts, on her gorgeous face, in her mouth, in her cute bubbly ass and in the depths of her womb. The gorgeous female was drenched in it. Then she felt it, her already big belly tighten; the lives already within her beginning to change, to consolidate into one being, one life as her turgid orb slowly swelled; growing rounder, fuller before her very eyes. Jaime breathed and panted as she felt herself grow heavier, a soft layer of baby fat rolling over her body, plumping her up, giving her strength as her gravid waist ballooned; the flesh becoming so taunt, so tight she looked as if she were now pregnant with dectuplets and ready to burst; dark stretch marks decorated the undercarriage of her ever growing sphere. Desperately Jaime spread her legs as the colossal orb forced them apart, the pressure from inside her quivering belly was starting to build and to hurt and yet she was unafraid. Only her belly grew, rising up before her like a mountain until she looked as if a full grown man lived within her and the tightness of her abdomen, the pressure within her told her she was going to pop if she didn't deliver. Jaime almost wanted too even as she felt the great pregnancy thump from within and she pushed…
Jaime sat up with a start, though her own fecund middle only let her get so far, her body was soaking wet; her dark hair matted and clinging to her face. She was shivering; partly from the cold but mostly from her dream and she whimpered with surprise as a very strong arm gently wrapped around her, pulling her instinctively close and she had to smile for Deon was awake; his dark eyes looking at her with worry and darting around the room to see what may have frightened his girlfriend. Just that minor display of care filled Jaime with such love and lust that she had to show him, to thank him right then. With extraordinary grace Jaime turned her beautifully swollen body over, tossing back the covers to Deons' surprise and her lips immediately found their target. Instantly he was hard, Jaimes' velvet lips wrapped about his thickness; her wet and warm mouth bobbing up and down on his shaft, twisting and urging his cock to new found desire. Nimble fingers began to stroke and milk his swollen testes and Deon was shivering in delight, his hand stroking and feeling his lovers' swollen pregnancy as she pleased him. Once Jaime was sure he was as hard as he would get she rose and with great balance she squatted down on the rising tower of Deons' cock, her belly bulging out deliciously before his lustful eyes. The moonlight poured into the room, highlighting the lovers as she eased herself onto the thick steed, feeling her wet quim swallow him up until her full weight descended upon him and both Deon and Jaime were one. Gently she rolled her hips back and forth, her round butt rocking rhythmically as her belly rested heavily on his torso. Jaime couldn't see her lover over the vast expanse of her gravid middle but she felt him within her, thrusting in tandem to her gyrations as his hands roamed over her swollen curves, loving every smooth and round inch of her body. Just the thought of how much he cared for her was bringing her closer and closer to a powerful, magical orgasm; which only made her grind and bounce her rump faster and harder upon his cock. Jaime could feel Deon was getting close, his moans of pleasure were becoming closer and more desperate, his thrusts quicker as well. Leaning forward, squeezing her fecundity into a tight, nearly explosive ball she whispered to her lover.
"Slow baby…mmm…take your t…ooohhh…take your time," Jaimes' voice was a soothing purr and her lover listened; his strokes slowing immediately as hers sped up. The mixed speed of their bodies was causing his cock to rub her swollen clit more and more and Jaime, sweating and ready to explode with lust, she let herself go. She arched her back, her dark hair whipping about in the moonlight as her body spasmed and shook, the wealth of her bosom quaking as her tremendous belly quivered; her pussy contracted on Deons' cock as her lustful juices spilled free. Deon was shaking he was so close and Jaime knew it. Carefully and slowly she eased off his pulsating member, her swollen girth rising like a pregnant goddess before him; there were no words to describe how much he loved Jaime and how much he wanted her. Carefully she stepped off the bed and motioned for him to stand. With such strong legs she squatted before him; wrapping his aching length between her wealth of creamy cleavage, her belly jutting out through his spread legs. With slow, deliberate strokes she ran her massive pillows over his shaft, like satin the flesh smoothly urged him closer and closer to cumming. Deon was so lost in the feeling of her pussy tight cleavage that when Jaime caught his emerging cock head in her warm mouth and gave it a quick lick with her tongue he lost it. He lurched and spasmed, groaning with pleasure as his cum shot out in thick jets, shooting down Jaimes' throat as she sucked away hungrily at Deons' pumping shaft. It took sometime before he was drained, Jaime swallowing every last drop. He helped her to her feet and into the bed; curling up next to her with all the love and want he could give and Jaime; her belly full of baby and cum fell into a deep, happy sleep.

That morning Deon decided to wake Jaime by eating her pussy until she came multiple times and then cooked her a breakfast that could feed at least three large men which Jaime ate happily until her belly felt like it would burst. She relaxed and slept into the afternoon before she felt ready enough to finish Jelenas' journal. Easing into the warmth of her own chair at home and draping a thick, soft blanket over her naked pregnancy Jaime took a deep sip from her tea and clicked her own computer to life.
"Good morning Jaime," it spoke in a distinctive feminine voice; sultry and sexy. Jaime smiled.
"Good morning Mother-1. Please open secured email; Jelenas' Journal: Jan 12, 2140."
Mother-1 complied as the journal popped on screen. With another sip of tea, Jaime began.

Day Four

I didn't want to open my eyes because then I would see the truth. Tara Mckenzie, Sunisa Kim, Xing Xing, Tiffani Hollowell and Lindsay Williams; Team Alpha, my team was all dead. Impregnated, fattened, eaten…it didn't fucking matter because I was the last, a plump, big bellied pig waiting to be impregnated by my captors. When my eyes opened I still hung on the wall but the remains of my friends were thankfully gone. The room looked cleaner as well, more…homier; almost warm. It must have been the Spawners influence but I felt no need to fight any longer, I couldn't. The cell door opened then and eight very sweaty, very naked men came in and one plump female. Immediately the guys began to work on my encasement; somehow breaking the bonds and freeing me. They were all young, handsome and hung. The female was a cute Hispanic girl; her belly looked as if she were full term with triplets. I began to ask them who they were but then one of them touched me from behind, his arms softly wrapping about my gravid waist and I could hardly think as the wave of primal lust coursed through me. In the back of my mind I remembered the infiltrators birth even as I watched the Hispanic female drop to her knees and begin sucking off one of the sweaty guys. They were burning up and I knew they would be dead soon so I turned on the one who grabbed me and kissed him hungrily, his mouth, his body was on fire. Hands groped and touched me all over and I moaned as one thick cock pushed into my tight rectum. It hurt so much but it felt so good as he fucked my ass. Where I was, was hard to comprehend but I soon felt a second thick tool ease into my wet pussy. The heat was insane as I rutted against my lovers; gobbling up the first cock that entered my vision. My hands wrapped around two more as my fat body was used as a sex toy. Moans and groans and purrs from all around me, from within me filled the air and suddenly a searing hot stream of jism exploded into my rear. Oh shit it was amazing and I felt the orgasm rush through me even as the cock in my mouth unloaded; my cheeks puffed out it was so much. I thought I was going to choke but I gulped it down, some of it spilling from my lips as I swallowed desperately. I knew my body was changing; I felt heavier even as another guy stuffed my ass. I was a receptacle for their seed at that point as lover after lover fucked me and unloaded into whatever hole I gave them. Time blurred and I lost myself until the last one exploded into my sex, my cum laden belly wobbling on the floor. I was covered in thick, sticky semen as I rolled over to look at my hugely swollen belly. It looked so tight and full, a smooth quivering ball of plump flesh and sloshing fluids; my body dripping with sweat and man goo. My Hispanic counterpart looked much the same though a bit smaller. The eight guys lay dead on the floor all about us and I felt nothing but jealousy towards them; they were free. Wanting nothing more than a bath I tried to move but then they came; two Overfiends and I knew what was coming next. The first grabbed me and I awaited the upcoming thrust of his cock but it did not come. Instead I was taken from the room though as I looked back, the other poor girl was moaning as the second Overfiend drilled her sex.
I was carried through the mall and I saw hundreds of swollen bellied females being tended to by Overfiends and…and another type of daemon, a female subtype we had never seen. Black skinned and very, very busty; their faces were remarkably beautiful, long, stringy gray hair hung from their heads and down their muscular backs. Below their big breasts they sported round, full tummies that as I watched churned and gurgled but what was amazing was that the remainder of their bodies resembled that of a huge arachnid; though instead of eight spindly legs these bitches possessed twelve and where webbing spouts were was a thick tube. They moved before the cells of fattened females; pulling one out and dragging her to the spot of a fallen Feeder and thrusting that tube into the girls' mouth. I knew what was coming out then even as the doomed girl would start to balloon and round out.
The Overfiend carried me near the center of the hive, closer to the bulbous, pulsating mound of the Hive Mother and then it turned away but I caught a glimpse of something; something that made my heart leap. A red flashing dot in a room that was full of clothes, weapons and anything taken from the captives. That flashing dot was a beacon, telling the UCG our location and served as a rescue signal. I hardly noticed the room I was in until the Overfiend eased me into a pool of warm, soothing water. It felt so good, as I washed the sex, blood, grime and everything else from my smooth, lushly ripe body. Even as big as I was I managed to dunk myself to wash my cum soaked hair. It was bothering me why they were taking such care of me and for me but I leaned back to marvel at my tremendously swollen belly and dreamt that the rescue team would arrive soon. I had nearly fallen to sleep when the daemon returned and hoisted me from the pool. In his arms I could see other females like me, fattened and being prepared for something. We passed by the new Feeder who was now quivering explosively as the female creature continued to fatten her. I closed my eyes in the Overfiends arms, why I'm not sure but I felt safe, for a brief moment. Then I heard the anxious moan and liquid pop and the wet foot falls of Infiltrators. When I opened my eyes again their mother, the Hispanic female, was being carried out; her belly a great gaping hole, her eyes wide and dead. Before me were six bloody newborn Infiltrators and one other, the one that I missed days ago. I was going to be the host, the mother of their brood. Handsome, dark haired and perfectly identical and perfect in every way I couldn't stop myself as the two stepped to my sides and carried me to the wall. With ease the lifted me, holding my plump legs apart and giving the others clear view of my previously fucked quim. My distended tummy, so round and tight I looked like I held a bakers dozen was no problem for them as I watched the thirds cock snake around towards me and slither into my pussy. Oh it felt so fucking big as it thrust relentlessly into me but I wanted more and almost as if they could read my thoughts I felt the shaft of one of the Infiltrators holding me slide between my squeezed belly and tit and then through my cleavage and into my panting mouth. Happily I sucked on the serpentine length as the other pumped slow and easy into my sex. I was cumming in moments but he lasted forever it seemed until I felt the hot gush of his daemon seed pour into me. I was loosing muffled moans as I sucked on the Infiltrators' member, and another slid into my pussy. It was a long, exhausting process as each took turns slowly impregnating me until only two remained; the one whose cock I sucked for hours, my jaw hurting trying to make him cum and the survivor. Finally the cock slid from my lips and into my pussy; but he did me fast, my body gyrating in he and his brothers arms as I fucked him back and in moments jets of cum exploded into my depths. Oddly I could feel their young already growing within me. Then the survivor stepped up. The two lowered me to the ground and turned me so he could enter me fully. He felt bigger, more powerful than his brethren and he slowly pumped into my dripping quim. Oh shit did he feel good and I was rocked with orgasm after orgasm as he thrust into me. I could feel him lean in close, and he whispered to me; telling me he was going to get me twice for what I had done to his family. I whimpered pleadingly but he continued to talk, to tell me I would birth the newest of their kind, the strongest but I lost him as he erupted into my sex. It was hot and I was so full but he just kept fucking me with his rock hard cock. I felt so weak, but he came again. I was so tired and he just kept going until I could no longer stand it. Even as the darkness took me I could feel him cumming a third time…

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Jaime stared at the screen, thinking and remembering her own dream. Then something struck her.
"Mother-1, access Bureau data base; Architect, case study Jelena Jensen; I need to know how many embryos are currently growing inside her."
Mother-1 worked fast and soon the screen filled with data.

Current condition: Multiple Pregnancy with Overfiend fetuses: numbering 4
Height: 5 ft. 10 in.
Weight:  515 lbs
Measurements: 35 g-98-45

Jaime gasped. The embryos were merging. It didn't matter what they did to slow down the gestation of the beast within Jelena, she was going to give birth; and soon.

Chapter Five

Absently the young doctor stroked her massively swollen belly; her white knit sweater clung to her fecundity as her fingers typed away at the possible hypothesis she had developed while researching Jelenas' journal. On a secured line she had the leading members of the UCG on video screen along with Jelenas' records and data and the proposed; no, the inevitable birth of the creature growing within the Lt. Commanders' womb.
"As you can see Madame Lain, the embryos I first believed to be individual Overfiends with separate umbilical cords were not separate at all; in fact they were connected here," Jaime using a laser pointer she pointed to the largest and darkest area of the most recent ultra-sound of Jelenas' ever growing belly, "the section I believe is the heart of this creature. I did not realize this before due to the conjoining of the cords here," she drew the pointer to show a mass of cords tying to the placenta wall.
"This group is in fact the actual umbilical cord; which has and is masking the others. The progress is remarkable but I do not believe we should allow it to go full term. At this rate," Jaime paused to make sure she clearly had the twelve council members' full attention, "Lt. Jensen will give birth in fourteen to twelve hours. She will give birth to a new breed of Overfiend."
There was silence before Madame Lain; a very attractive woman in her thirties spoke.
"Dr. Hammer, have you finished the remainder of her psyche-log; to confirm your findings?"
Jaime leaned back in her chair, her distended belly showing slightly beneath the over stretched fabric. She took a sip of tea and looked at the twelve commanders of the world.
"Mother-1, copy and transfer all data found in the last 72 hours concerning Jelena Jensen. Madame Lain, you will find that all the records lead to this conclusion. I will finish the remainder of the journal this morning then I will inform my team to prep an emergency C-section to remove the creature before it has reached full term. In eight hours, whether or not if you approve of my decision…that thing is coming out!"
She angrily clicked off the vid-screen. Jaime had no need for bureaucratic bullshit. Quickly she began typing the order for the surgery even as Mother-1 pulled up the final entry to the journal.


Day Five

I was tired and hungry when I awoke.  The weight of my chest was painful but the mountainous sphere of my abdomen made me gasp. Before my eyes a was a gravid tight orb of stretch mark littered flesh, veins mapped my colossal fecundity and I could no longer see even my feet. It no longer felt full of fat but now I could feel the life inside me; the thing was growing and working to bring itself together inside the swell of my belly. Tenderly I stroked the too tight, ultra sensitive flesh of my stomach; it felt alien and yet it felt right to me. I must have looked so pregnant; as if four huge men were residing within the confines of my womb. The pressure was tremendous but I knew I would only get bigger, until he was ready. My tits were so full of milk that they felt as if they were going to burst but then I realized that I was also dressed; I could tell because I could feel my fatigues squeezed tightly over my big butt and the lower curve of my massive belly was splitting the zipper and still they clung to my fattened frame. My vest was also pulled onto me but my shirt had no chance. But why?
I was too weak and far too heavy to push myself up to my side but two strong ebon hands pulled me to a sitting position where my monstrous gravidity forced my legs apart and still the rounded sides spilled over. Looking up I could see the first of the Infiltrators looking at me with those dark, cold eyes. I could hear him, and I listened almost because it seemed I had no other option to do so. He told me my child was the Daemonite; the first of their overlords. I was told that I was to be freed for my kind would keep me safe until he was born and then he would spread his seed across the continent and the Overfiends would then rule. Part of me felt so proud that I was to be the mother of such a powerful creature but my heart knew I couldn't let it happen. Even as I thought this though two multi-limbed beasts hoisted me to my feet. Fuck I was heavy. I had to cradle the greatly curving lower part of my baby filled belly as I slowly began to waddle out of the mall. I could see the slight flashing of the beacon but my eyes kept roaming as I watched the Infiltrators begin to impregnate another lucky girl with a Daemonite. I saw so much as I was escorted out to freedom but it was a blur for my belly was growing with every step and it was becoming harder and harder to move. Suddenly there was light and then the pops and cracks and booms of gunfire; the sudden flashes made me dizzy but I knew the UCG had finally arrived and that the Overfiends had planned to sacrifice themselves; the entire hive, just to allow the Daemonite to be born.


End Report: Data Transfer lost: No Contact with Host

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Jaime closed the file. It was over and she knew the UCG had played right along. But Jelena was not giving birth to that beast; Jaime was going to make damn sure of that. With the push of a button her team of doctors and nurses were alerted and preparations begun. Within an hour her team was nearly prepped. Upon the orders of one of her lead doctors, Dr. Steven Drake, the soon to be mother would watch and supervise the cesarean surgery from her home. A specialist, a gorgeous and hugely busted Asian female, Dr. Kai Yo had arrived to assist Jaimes' team. A group of twelve heavily armed marines took position as Jelenas' stasis container was brought in.
Jaime watched her skilled team go to work; releasing the poor female from her cell, her already explosive belly beginning to slowly grow despite the drugs being pumped into her. Jelena was placed onto a strange looking table; her arms spread wide while it seemed to encase her tremendous bosom and legs; leaving only her face and mountainous abdomen revealed. Other containers were brought in as Jelena was prepped; a thin plastic was placed over the monstrous swell of her belly; nearly eight feet in circumference and literally quivering with expectancy. The doctors, led by Dr. Drake and Dr. Yo went to work in superb fashion. Even as they made the thin cut across the tightly stretched apex of Jelenas' gravidity blood spurted out from the immense pressure. Frantically the doctors worked and in less than forty seconds the massive head of the Daemonite was pulled free. It was truly daemonic in its fashion with four long, curling horns protruding from the back and curling up towards its gaping maw with eight eyes, dead and angry looking back out. It took a full three minutes to remove the four armed torso; though it was quite clear it had not finished, the hearts were sticking out slightly from its chest and only three of the four arms had fully grown but they were still vicious. The partially grown lower body made Jaime gasp for almost twenty serpentine phalluses hung limply from its crotch, one leg hanging on. Each part was placed into a separate and secure container as the doctors repaired Jelenas' tormented body. The whole surgery was done in less than half an hour and as Jaime promised; Jelena was safe. With a relived sigh she began typing her report to the UCG.


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Buffy was a voluptuous hazel eyed blonde who danced at a gentlemen's club known as Ta Ta's just outside of Missouri. She was a favorite due to her  girl-next-door cuteness, apple looking ass, shapely hips, strong smooth thighs and heavy, full 44 FFF's that were monsters on her chest. At five foot seven, the blonde bombshell was sex personified. Her boss had told her that a party requested a girl for the night; the pay was five grand. She had made to the house in less than twenty minutes and in forty she was sucking the first guys' thickness. Buffy was not too smart though for she didn't notice that the six gentlemen all looked exactly alike; sextuplets actually. All she thought of was five g's and a good fuck. Wrapping her plump tits around the first guys' cock she happily and eagerly began sucking off the second while the third lifted her skirt and slid into her wet, panty-less pussy. Her eyes widened as a fourth somehow crammed her ass. It was a jolt of maddening pleasure as the guy she was sucking off loosed in her hungry mouth as the two guys pumping her pussy and ass blew their loads simultaneously. Buffy just kept grinding away though she soon started to feel funny, her stomach began feeling full and heavy as she was still taking in the loads from the three triplets. Sweat was now covering her and she wanted to stop but something was now propelling Buffy in her endeavors. Now her only desire was to become as pregnant as possible; the name of her son, the Daemonite soon began to fill her head.



The End?