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Omnipocalypse

Chimera 'N Conquer

The Mother from Outer Space

By Von Krieger

Ugh! Some girls had all the luck!

Beth had moved to Megalopolis, the supervillain capital of the world, on the off chance that she might get caught up in some kind of horrible villainous plot. But not once in her years of living on the artificial island nation-city had she been exposed to horrible mutagens, blasted by a transformative ray, had her workplace doused in daemonic fluids, kidnapped and implanted with eggs by recently awakened ancient alien dinosaurs, or even abducted off the street and used for illicit mad science experiments.

And now? Now there was weirdness all over the place! A light had shot up into the sky from over by the Polytechnic Institute, then six more had shot up into the sky a few minutes later, and then the pattern continued, spreading out across the city in a hexagonal pattern. Phones didn't work for voice communication, radio and over-air TV broadcasts didn't work, but cable and satellite TV did for some reason.

People were turning into sexed up rats and cute little lizard people where the first light had gone up. The financial district was being invaded by some sort of smart-assed cyborg-pirate-pharoah that had flown out of the sea in a techno-pyramid and had started "encrypting" finance bros into bubbly, busty bimb-drones. At least three MMORPGs had started sucking people into their servers. And people were disappearing around the creepy animatronic pizza parlor right next to the creepy animatronic brothel.

Okay, okay, so maybe that last one was a perfectly normal happening.

But Beth was missing out on all of this!

She'd even made sure that her apartment was in the sketchy part of town near the abandoned zoo that had been used as a base of operations for no less than a half dozen supervillains since she'd moved here and not one of them had bothered to start snatching up the populous around them, injecting them with mutagenic compounds, and turning them into slutty, sexy new exhibits that would surely do wonders for the sex tourism trade!

Just think of all the furries that would visit!

But nooooo! Beth got to miss out on all the fun ONCE AGAIN because she had been nice enough to trade for somebody's overnight shift. If she'd been on her usual schedule she'd been right inside that ring of mysterious glowing lights right now having who knows what happening to her. She'd even chosen to work at the Burger Barn because there were rumors that the beef was from demonic cows (it wasn't, in fact it was the opposite of that as some biblical prophecy weirdos were trying to breed a purely red cow and needed to do SOMETHING with the red ones with black spots) or that their super tasty milkshakes were that way because they chained up sexy young employees in the basement, injected them with bovine growth hormones, and milked them on the spot.

Her Burger Barn didn't even have a basement.

Beth shook her head, blonde hair swishing from side to side, as she lamented her luck.

"Someday. Someday I'm going to get my big, disgusting, horrible, sexy transformative experience." Beth told her reflection in the window.

She nodded at herself just as a brilliant pillar of light shot up from the abandoned zoo.

"Oh shit! Hot damn!"

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[Welcome to the System!

Your universe has had the good fortune of being integrated into the System, as without it covering the places where reality has cracked all sorts of unpleasant, undocumented monstrosities could slip in.]

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"Oh c'mon! I'll show a bunch of unpleasant, undocumented monstrosities exactly whose crack they can slip into!"

But before Beth could look deeper into the mysterious blue box that had appeared in her vision, a scraping sound a perfectly normal knock sounded at the door announcing the presence of an unknown stranger her mother.

"Dammit, Mom! I was just in the middle of doing something with a mysterious blue box and a System full of potentially horrible monsters that might do monstrous, sexy things to me." she grumbled, the box hiding down in the corner of her vision as if it wanted to hide from the presence of the mysterious visitor Beth's mother as well. She stomped across the apartment and threw open the door to reveal…

A titanic abomination covered in gleaming black chitin, its quasi-reptillian body bent like some kind of dinosaur which was the only reason it could fit its towering height and equally towering horns and headcrest in the hallway of Beth's apartment building.

Beth's mother.

"Hi, Mom." Beth sighed, giving the saurian aberration her mother a hug.

The beast her mother returned the favor, nearly smothering the much shorter Beth in her ample slime dripping cleavage. She parted her lush lips to reveal her drooling maw and planted a big, slimy face-covering kiss on her prey daughter.

"Dammit, Ma, I hate it when you arrive from another dimension or maybe outer space, possible hell, you totally have a quasi-demonic vibe, you could be from hell out of town without calling ahead."

The maybe-demon Beth's mother reached out and stroked her cheek with her three-fingered, taloned hand, causing the human shorter woman to shudder and moan lightly at the psychic-energy infused caress.

Beth moaned lustfully sighed and eagerly reluctantly allowed the naked horror her mother into her apartment.

"I am probably being mind-controlled can never stay mad at you, Mom." Beth said, moving out of the way to let the massive creature her mom into the apartment.

"You stand out there any longer and somebody might see you and cause an incident. What were you thinking going out completely naked like the big scary slutty scaly dommy mommy that you are without a coat at this time of year? You could've gotten distracted by all the mutant chasers in the city asking you to step on them with those built in digitigrade high heels you've got going on caught a cold." Beth scolded the eyeless miniature t-rex her mother.

The creature chrrred questioningly, gripping Beth's torso appraisingly with one gigantic clawed hand measured up her daughter questioningly, querying about her figure.

"Of course I've been eating enough! We get a free XXL Combo Meal at the Burger Barn for every shift and I always get the double burger meal and swap out the soda for a milkshake in hopes that there's a repeat of the time that the Moo Mistress tainted the Silver Swamp Stockyards water supply resulting in mutagenic beef or the three outbreaks of Tate-Fairchild Syndrome broke loose from the next dimension over would give me massive milkers I can somehow make your genetic contributions kick in and make me an equally sexy chitinous horror with beach ball-sized slime-oozing tits look less human like Dad."

If the creature her mother had eyes, it she would've been blinking them rapidly in confusion.

"Oh come on! How did you miss that I've always lusted after big, curvaceous egg-laying hips wanted a more womanly figure like yours." Beth complained, pulling off her work uniform pants and her suddenly super-moist panties.

The alien invader Beth's mother let out a confused hiss expressed her displeasure.

"Oh don't give me that. It's my apartment and you're oozing thick rivulets of slime out of your nipples and what I'm pretty sure is some kind of insectoid abdomen eggsac thing at the base of your tail tracking in mud onto my floor. I'm the most turned on I've ever been in my life and the reason why keeps slipping away from me and you're stupidly hot and sexy allowed to dampen my floor if I so please!"

The monster Beth's mother tilted her head, banging her massive chitinous crest mussing her ridiculously tall hairdo against the ceiling light before lifting her leg and swinging her tail around underneath her taking a seat on the sofa. It she began to stroke her eggsac rummage around in her purse before making Beth agree to be a host to a corruptive parasite offering Beth a nice, home-cooked meal.

"Oh! Thanks, Ma! I thought you'd never ask!" said Beth cheerfully, as she climbed onto the eggsac sofa with the monster her mom and gave her a hug began to suckle from one of her slime-leaking tits.

"Oooh, citrusy!" Beth moaned, snuggling up to grinding her bare pussy against the creature's eggsac her mother's leg the arm of the sofa?

"Aww, don't worry stupidly hot, big, thicc unpleasant undocumented monstrosity the System warned me about Mom, I am such a slut for this whole thing totally, like if the weird thought overwriting thing wasn't going on I would still be up for this so don't worry about trying to find logically thematic context for my totally depraved actions and just fucking ravish me or fill me with eggs or do whatever."

A shockingly bright blue, partially translucent tentacle slithered free from the creature's eggsac, spewing slime onto Beth and the sofa. Something long and dark slithered around in the tube and a tiny chitinous maw emerged, the first segment of a centipede-like parasitic monster.

Beth's mother pulled a Tupperware containing a nutritious, home-cooked meal out of her purse. It looked and smelled absolutely delicious and made Beth drool from both upper and lower lips.

The monster Beth's mom chittered in bafflement sighed with confusion.

"I'm so horny I could explode. I've wanted this soooo bad for so long, can I choose what hole it goes in? Even after that big meal at work, I'm famished. I hope you don't mind if I stuff this slimy wriggling thing with all its bajillion legs into my mouth, I think that's probably where you wanted it to go anyway since you're trying to make me think it's food, but I want my pussy filled with that tentacle thing you've got going on eat this with my bare hands without utensils."

The monster gave up on trying to make Beth's lewd actions have a perfectly normal, non-sexual context and instead just let her believe that she was impaling herself on her mother's ovipositor as the human girl gleefully lapped the birthing slime from the newly manufactured brood-centipede before opening her mouth wide and allowing the thing to slither into her mouth.

Beth moaned as each of its bodily segments made a soft pop of pleasure go through her as each one passed her lips and down into her throat. She had bought werewolf-inspired sex toys to practice on just in case she ran into one and had to practice holding her breath around the knot hobbies that the alien queen her mother REALLY didn't need to know about.

"Oh don't sulk! You're the one who decided to rummage around in my mind and throw these weird psychic emanations arrive without telling me in advance! You don't get to act all offended when you get exposed to some of my milder lewd fantasies find a smutty novel on the coffee table!" Beth projected back into the monster's mind along the same psychic pathway said.

Wait. That wasn't supposed to happen.

The blonde girl began scooping up the monster's her mother's slime and began rubbing it all over herself.

"C'mon parasite mother's cooking, give me some nice, fat motherly titties!" Beth moaned, dumping slime down the collar of her shirt as if it would help.

The xenosaurus her mother's lack of eyes would've widened in shock face took on an expression of disbelief as Beth's boobies began to bloat.

That was also not supposed to happen. Well, at least not yet. Sure, when you're a psychic alien broodmother a perfectly standard, but very shapely human woman you expected your thralls daughters to eventually gain their mother's towering, chitinous, vastly oversexed MILF-ly figure. But that wasn't supposed to take place until later in the parasite's corruptive influence the home cooking had a chance to digest.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Beth panted, digging her newly clawed perfectly manicured fingers into the prodigious amount of underboob she was suddenly sporting. The creature her mother expressed confusion.

"I've been trying to get myself turned into an oversexed fuckbeast since forever, Mom!" Beth grumbled before she let out an obscene moan as the combination of slightly acidic slime and growing tit flesh began to make her work top tear, "When am I going to get the chance to have my tits rip their way out of my top again, hmm?"

Okay, well, the beast her mother supposed that that was true. Except… Beth's embiggening breasts were kind of… odd looking? The nipples seemed way too big and not quite thick in the right place, and thin in others. The tent they made in Beth's increasingly insufficient shirt was kind of… bowl shaped?

Beth switched from caressing underboob to sticking her fingers through the holes that revealed hot pink nipple flesh, but was careful not to purposefully widen the holes in her shirt. She'd wanted this for years, dammit, and she was going to savor every moment of her oversexed monster transformation bolstered physique from her mother's parasite super nutritious cooking.

Just as Beth's breasts reached half her mother's weighty volume, the reason behind the odd sub-shirt shapes became apparent as the bowls became tiny tents and then tore open entirely as a pair of tongues pushed their way out of Beth's newly enhanced, mouth-like nipples.

"Oh fuck, lipples! Hell yeah! I've always wanted these! Oh man, there was this book I found in a game shop that was probably like some Kickstarter exclusive for somebody's weird fetish gaming sourcebook. The late 90s to mid 2000s was fucking crazy in the game-o-sphere as all kind of people's weird niche fetishes got RPGs made about them and everybody and their mother (but not you Mom, you were in another dimension out of town) was making weird d20 supplements…"

The alien Beth's mother nodded sagely as her victim daughter rambled about some game lore book that looked like some kind of ancient eldritch tome and how she got off to admired the art quite frequently, which had both awakened her love for lipples, had a recipe for really fun and tasty edible slime ("But your stuff is a lot better, Mom!"), and also had several rituals that one supposedly used in order to take on the traits of some of the creatures contained within.

Beth's tit-tongues traced up the monster's her mother's chitinous tummy, sucking up the lingering slime before they affixed themselves to the nipples of the great beast's older woman's much bigger, slime-gushing tits and began to suckle.

The blonde girl's infodumping began to be increasingly interrupted by additional moans as she bucked against her mother's ovipositor within her, and the slime she drew out seemed to be used somehow to make both her own breasts grow by utilizing a portion of the slime mass, and then using the rest to pad out other places on her figure.

"...and the book is called 'The Slimecubible: An In Depth Guide to the Handmaidens of the Lowest King,' who is this demonic demigod that used to be a common hellslime until he ate the remains of a dead Archfiend and has spent the aeons slowly dripping his way downwards and eating dead and dying demons along the way, but also accidentally generating a cult with his divine presence that's kind of this thing that accepts just about everyone, the sick, the poor, the outcasts, everybody, and…"

The monster Beth's mother was of the opinion that whatever it was that had given her thrall daughter the capacity to both fill her lungs and talk at the same time was a drastic mistake that whatever power it was would eventually come to regret, even if she had to spend centuries tracking it down so she could dump this weird chatterbox of an increasingly monstrous a completely normal girl into its lap.

The broodmother Beth's mom had infected hundreds of thralls and brought them into her brood several children over the millenia years, but she couldn't quite recall having them sucking on her nipples ever feeling quite this good. Despite her lewdly exaggerated, oversexed monstrous nature mature figure the process of making a new thrall visiting her child didn't usually have a sexually pleasurable component to it. Well, not on HER end at least.

Beth began to squeeze her mother's eggsac with her increasingly thicc thighs with each bucking over her hips. The girl's nails had already turned to hot pink claws that gleamed as if they had been adorned with the perfect polish and black chitin had replaced Beth's bland human skin.

Umm… hold on a minute. Beth was a perfectly normal human girl rapidly transforming alien sex monster.

"So Slimecubi feed off of the very concept of slime and filth and corruption," Beth continued, her taloned toes curling and cutting into the apartment's cheap carpet as she blissfully milked her mother's ovipositor, "And that includes things that their lesser Succubi brethren… well, they're girls so maybe it's sistren, would engage in."

Beth was a good six inches taller now and would be even taller once her legs turned saurian and digitigrade. But her physique had strangely expanded and broadened as she consumed more and more of her mother's nutritious slime. Her own lips had begun to drool her own brand of viscous goo, though it was a radiant purple rather than a pestilent, brilliant green.

"Oh cool!" Beth gushed as she gushed, "I always did think that the purple TMNT ooze and Ghostbusters ectoplasm was way cooler than the green stuff. Err… sorry Mom, we can't really help what color our disgusting slime is."

Rather than her own body, the girl was now putting her hands to use stroking and caressing the monster her mother's breasts, coaxing every last drop of slime out of them. It was enough that the ancient creature began to pant softly with pleasure of her own.

"That's right, Mommy, lean back and let your daughter take care of your needs." Beth virtually purred, sandwiching her head between her mother's massive mammaries for a moment so that she could stroke her mother's back and coax her to lie down on the floor.

This was… new, but the alien horror wasn't adverse to it. If her daughter wanted to play and pleasure her, she supposed that she could put up with it for a few minutes. After all, she couldn't sense any other creatures of sufficient psychic power to capitalize on what she'd come to find in the first place.

"Aww!" Beth whined, "Of course you didn't come to visit just to say hi! Just like my bio mom you always want something when you come to visit! Here, hold on a sex… er… sec…"

The ancient alien felt the increasingly less human girl's caress not on her body, but on her mind.

"Yoink!" Beth said with a giggle as she leaped to her feet, letting every last inch of her mother's ovipositor slide out of her oddly textured pussy. Her daughter had definitely stolen that from one of her sex toys, and the alien was not at all sure how her daughter was directing her own changes.

"Be right back, Mom!" Beth called, planting the plump lips that surrounded her increasingly wide maw against her mother's own. A thick, tentacular tongue pressed its way into the monster's mouth, teasingly tracing over her pharyngeal jaw before poking the tip tantalizingly into her inner mouth.

Oooh. That was a rather… interesting flavor. It made the titanic broodmother feel kind of… tingly in strange places.

Beth grabbed her mother's oozing ovipositor and bent her eggsac-tail in half so the dripping blue appendage was sandwiched between her mother's purple and green goo-covered tits.

"Here, introduce yourself to the wonders of auto-pazuri while I goo… err… go look for whatever it is in my bedroom that's sending out extradimensional psionic signals."

The creature found herself nodding in agreement, doing as her daughter had said, sandwiching her suddenly sensitive ovi between her big, well-lubed, boobs.

Beth let out a yelp as the bones in her legs suddenly shifted and her back let out a gigantic crack as her skeleton shifted.

"Oooh fuck, I've been trying to make my damned spine do that for decades!" Beth said, having to grab the wall for support.

Having two gargantuan breasts that were each the size of her old torso made fighting against the forces of gravity rather difficult and she was having problems not toppling over onto her two fat-mouthed titties.

"I know our proclivities are towards the feminine form, but I'm pretty sure that if we fall down and start munching the slime on the rug we're not going to get back up any time soon." said Beth's right boob.

"Hold up, I think I've ensnared the lovely little dear inside of us that's doing all kinds of fun stuff and can direct it in certain… umm… directions?" said the left.

Beth's classic mouth could only moan in delight as a sort of phantom pressure that had seemingly been present her entire life finally found an outlet for release and equalization as a long, fleshy tail tore its way free from the base of her spine above her increasingly lush and lovely buttocks. It was quite certainly inspired from her mother's mix of saurian tail and insectoid eggsac, but it was also a softer, friendlier-looking thing that didn't have a chitinous cover that made the bits that weren't on the bottom look kind of like armored vertebrae that had been sharpened for potential combat.

A thick gout of purple slime spewed forth from the orifice on the end, giving Beth even more blissful sensations. It was just enough weight to counterbalance her tits so that she could walk unsupported, and with each passing moment the new appendage began to thicken, as did the muscles in her back.

It was all Beth could do to keep from laughing maniacally as she walked into her bedroom upon chitinous, digitigrade legs, with a pair of tits that the old her could probably have curled up inside of. She also had to duck under the doorframe, even hunched over! She was finally going to be a big, sexy girl, just like Mommy!

Once she'd entered her bedroom (while her boobs debated exactly which of their holes they should stuff their increasingly sex-toy like tail into, as they'd discovered that they had a rather octopus-inspired ability to change her tail's color and texture) the source of the psychic pulse that her mother had come in search of was obvious.

The Slimecubible on her bookshelf had started oozing brilliant pink, glowing slime that seemed to have somehow mutated the cheap particle board and fake wood veneer of the shelving unit it had rested on into a rather biological looking black-purple resin. The other books on its shelf had fused into a single, solid, chitinous mass that sported too many eyes and tongues for Beth to count.

Her transformed "library" was currently adding to itself by devouring other books as well as using its tongues as tentacles in order to get a good look at the illustrations that could not be added to its stores of knowledge by mere consumption. It waved a tonguetacle at her politely and Beth waved one of her own lipple-tongues back.

The Slimecubible's goo also seemed to be at work transforming the floor and the wall behind it into more of the hive resin. Meh. She doubted that they'd be giving her her security deposit back, what with there being several end of the world scenarios going on right now.

Then again, Beth was pretty sure she WAS one of those end of the world scenarios going on right now. Or at least she was going to try her damnedest to be.

"Be the end of the world scenario your biological mother warned you about!" said Beth's right lipple sagely.

"And be the end of the world scenario your biomechanical looking mommy by HR Giger actually is!" added the left.

Beth snagged the slime-dripping tome and ran her tongue over it. Her normal tongue. Well… what USED TO BE her normal tongue. After all, she could extend it out a good three feet in length now, and she also had a little tiny leech-like sucker mouth on the end of it that she could open up.

She slurped up the slime into her mouth and her mini-mouth and her lipples’ tongues jousted against one another as they fought to suck up the tasty, tingling drippings from the living book.

The slime was like Pop Rocks, except the little explosions were bursts of purely sexual pleasure in her mouth. She crammed her tongue into one of the several slime-oozing orifices present on the tome's cover and used her leech-mouth to start sucking slime right from the source.

Her body made wonderfully bloopy water cooler-esque sounds as she put that slime to good use, expanding her body's assets in the ways that she'd always dreamed, but fate had always denied her. Stupid fate not shoving her into deliciously devilish and deviant supervillainous situations.

She squeezed the tome tightly, forcing more slime out of it. So much that she couldn't actually consume all of it and the overflow began to drip out her lipples, which began to spread the corruptive substance over her half-human half-alien sex monster body. Beth was going to make sure that she was going to end up a total sex monster, dammit! Even if she had to break out some of the more exotic kinds of slime that the Slimecubible extolled the wonders of, and entomb herself into a metamorphic cocoon of hardened goop in order to ascend to a being of even greater drippy demonic power!

"Found it, Mom!" Beth's lipples chorused cheerfully, slime bubbling and burbling out of them.

Beth could feel the ancient alien's lust-fogged mind and latched onto it with the mental equivalent of her leech-maw, except instead of draining it dry, she pushed the other way, filling the monster's mind with sex-fueled psychic slime.

"Here! Let me show you some of the cool slimes that are in here!" Beth said, holding up the book.

Having a six foot long tentacle for a tongue let her keep it crammed into one of the slime-spewing orifices while she flipped through the translucent, sticky pages. For a moment the color and opacity of the slime leaking from it changed. But Beth's lipples now had wonderfully inhuman leech-tongues like her prime mouth that they could use to draw goo from the book's other openings.

Beth moaned in triplicate as her reptilian tail began to swell and bloat outwards at the base like her mother's own combination of t-rex tail and insectoid abdomen. She pulled her main tongue, which was smaller and didn't have quite the suction power as the other two, out of the book and into her mouth.

"Inventory slime! It's goo that functions as its own pocket dimension! And what do you usually do with this eldritchally delicious gunk? Well… okay, I was planning on using it mostly to store more slime, but I can also use it to line the inside of my tail and do this!"

Beth grabbed her mother's ovipositor and stuffed it into her own tail, which began to work its way up her mother's tail. The sharp armored carapace could do nothing against the goo of holding that shunted the pointy bits somewhere else, allowing the goo-lined interior of Beth's tail to tightly grip her mother's.

The human turned horror's pussy dripped with yet another type of slime, a variant of the original that had been leaking from the book. Except that her pleasure-enhancing emission was the same bimbo hot pink that both her and her mother sported on their naughty bits, talons, spikes, and horns. Unlike the original tome slime, it moved on its own once it hit the floor, spreading with the intent to convert Beth's apartment into a suitable alien lair for its new eldritch overladies.

Beth mashed her leaking pussy against the alien's effectively vestigial vagina as her slime went to work making her mother's tail into an organ of pure sex and bliss like her own. The (no longer quite as gigantic in comparison) broodmother moaned and thrust against her daughter.

"Anyway! I found the book!" Beth said, sandwiching it between her and her mother's four titanic tits in order to allow the ooze to flow freely over them both. And uh… also latch her nipple tongues on her mom's tasty tits (she liked the unique citrus flavor of the slime, okay!?) and suck on the matriarch's increasingly sensitive nipples.

"You've given me a wonderful gift, Mommy, and I think it's only fair that I return the favor." Beth purred, tracing her tongue over her mother's head crest, the leech-maw teasingly suckling on the tips of her pink, crystaline, psychic-energy enhancing horns.

"So fun note about Slimecubi!" Beth said telepathically, as all her physical mouths were occupied.

The broodmother managed to surface for a brief moment from her lustful haze to think "Oh no. She can talk without being slowed down by having to draw breath and physically form the words," before her consciousness was slam dunked into a further blissful state.

"We're not just about give and take! We can also take, but in a nurturing way. Think of trimming a tree in a way that makes it grow better, or produce bigger, tastier fruit."

The alien horror felt aghast as her daughter's mental tongues latched onto the font of her psychic power. The xenosaurus' elongated skull contained extra portions of brain matter, in order to utilize methods of mentalism that aided in command and communication with her own brood, as well as to corrupt and enthrall new hosts.

"Hmm, gonna need some extra support for all this added weight and additional brain wiring…" Beth mentally murmured as the translucent pink nubs on her temples began to grow and spiral out into curling, ram-like horns. The back of her skull began to lengthen and elongate as she put the biomass of the slime, the hijacked transformative functions of the cute little parasite within her, and her mother's biological template into her own wellspring of psychic power.

Beth moaned as her mind deliciously expanded in ways that had previously been limited to only her body. A rather regal crest, the hardest, most protecting armor plating on a xenosaur's body, began to blossom upon her increasingly long brow, protecting the structures needed outside the brain for long-distance psychic communication.

"Thank you, Ken Sugimori!" Beth said with a giggle as she drew upon one of her favorite psychic video game characters for inspiration, adding some reinforcement to her neck via the addition of a pair of segmented tubes that ran down into her back.

"Oh, hey, I think I can do this, and this, and this and get some added function with…"

Beth and her mother both cried out with bliss as a pair of membranous pink wings tore their way free from Beth's back carapace. Rather than soft, destructible flesh the stretchy surfaces were made of slime drawn out from her stores, with tiny tubes of dimensional slime protecting the sensitive psychic structures that the xenoslimecubus had added to act as additional transmitters and receivers.

"Xenoslimecubus Parabolic Sex Ray!" Bethany called out with her three physical and one mental voice in harmony, blasting both herself and her mother with pure erotic energy.

The ancient horror's body blissfully spasmed and her back arched hard enough that she would have shattered the floor, had the helpful hive-slime not replaced it with something sturdier. Every nerve in her body was awash with blissful climax, but particular her increasingly slime-soaked sex, where her daughter's goo was slithering into her long unused humanoid womb, and the full length of her tail which was engulfed in her daughter's and being squeezed and milked for all it was worth.

"C'mon, just let it go. Give your little girl everything…" Beth purred.

And then the monster couldn't hold back any further and succumbed to her daughter's desires.

Slime, eggs, and parasites gushed down her enraptured length, gleefully slurped up into Beth's awaiting womb.

"Hello, little babies! I'm gonna need your biological sculpting abilities to make me even cooler and bigger and sexier than I already am!" Beth's mental voice warbled derangedly as her physical ones were occupied with crying out in blissful climax as her belly bloated with the contents of her mother's eggsac and her mother's belly bloated with the addition of her own specialized slime.

The two xenosaurs snuggled sensually as their bodies twitched with the after-throes of their titanic psychically induced climaxes.

The elder eldritch horror had found what she had come for, and far more than that. She tried to sit up from the floor, but found herself completely stuck. She couldn't move her arms or her legs. She hadn't even noticed that she'd been cemented to the floor by the hive-slime. And much to her horror, her senses could pick up that the bright pink goop was oozing over both her and her daughter.

"You're the one who decided to visit me, Mom," Beth chorused, "It's only fair that I'm the one that gets to decide when you leave."

Her trio of mouths formed into wicked, demonic grins.

"And I'm going to need a lot of eggs and parasites for what I'm planning on doing. And two wombs are better than one for making them while I'm coccooned up and ascending into a greater state of demonhood!"

Oh no. She'd created a monster greater than she had ever been.

"...okay, maybe it's just 'cause your slime is just the best tasting, and I can't quite duplicate the recipe."

A terrible, terrible monster.