The Gates of Hell, Chapter 3
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** The Gates of Hell, Chapter 3**
** The Mulk**
** By William W. Kelso**
With a loud ripping pop like a static electrical charge reality tore between two worlds and something fell through the temporary rift. Tumbling through the air it righted itself and with flaps of its large bat like wings it flew to the nearest tree and perched on a branch, looking around in bewildered bemusement. It didn't know where it was all of a sudden, which was very disconcerting. It did not panic; its kind did not feel that type of emotion. Worry, yes, panic, no. Not liking the fairly bright light it flew to another tree with deeper shadows thrown by its thicker foliage. It crouched in those shadows and took another, more thorough, look around. It gave a hiss of concern, this place was very strange, it knew nothing like this. It was a creature of dark caves, rocky crags, volcanic cones, and stark barren mountains like sharp fangs. Here it was too bright, too cool, and it did NOT like it at all. It blinked its large eyes and hissed again, where was home? It stayed on its perch, not sure what to do, until to its surprise the large bright ball in the sky moved slowly out of sight, and it got darker! This was new to it; in its world the dim light was constant and never grew or waned. But it welcomed the dark as it was a creature of the dark, most demons were.
The Mulk, for that is what its kind were called in Hell, hopped farther out on the branch, and spreading its wings dropped off and took flight. It was looking for someplace high, a place of barren rock and sheer cliffs, which were where its kind preferred to roost and build their nests, a cave would be nice. But it was disappointed. The hills it found were rounded and; to it, soft looking, and also covered with the same strange growths that covered the rest of the land. The Mulk knew what plants were, but had never seen anything like the ones it found itself flying through as it gracefully darted in between the large trees with flicks of its wings. It was in no danger of colliding in the dark, its radar ranging and night vision prevented that. Finally it found a slightly higher hill with exposed rock faces, and on a tall outcrop found what it was looking for, a nice dry cave which would do for now. Plus it was virtually impossible to reach without flying, which by its reasoning was a major plus, though it had many enemies, at least in its old world, capable of flight themselves, or scaling even sheer walls, but a Mulk nest was usually safe since there were so many of them and they would mob any intruder in a killing frenzy. The Mulk perched on the lip of the ledge in front of the cave and gazed out at the new world it had found itself in. Being a social animal it missed it's colony and called hopefully, but there was no answer.
*It was a fairly large creature, but did not weigh as much as it looked due to its mainly hollow bones. With its wings folded it was taller than a human, but about the same width and body build, but with its wings spread it appeared much larger. At first glance it almost appeared to be a large bat of some kind. It had a large canine like head with impressive fangs and large eyes, and the wings were definitely bat like except for the extra clawed fingers at each joint But its body was really more human like, in addition to its wings it had arms and hands with four fingers and thumbs with very nasty claws, it had four long powerful toes on front of its feet and a nasty heel spur, also with nasty claws. But its legs were more digitigrades; it walked on the pads of its feet in a permanent crouch. Its body was heavily muscled, and though female it had no nipples or breasts of any kind, its chest was flat and muscular. Its sex was apparent in the full mound with slit between its legs, but it's vent was more like a cloaca then a mammalian vagina even though the creature was warm blooded. It was also pregnant, its belly bulging with its eggs. Its skin was shiny obsidian black, and it's body was covered with short fine fur like crushed velvet except for a "bib" on the chest and neck, and down its back and top of its long prehensile tail. The membranes of its wings were a dark gray color. The smooth slick fur was broken only by rows of spines or claws sweeping from the wrists to the elbows, smaller at the wrist and ending in large elbow spurs. Another row of spines, from larger to smaller, ran from the back of the head to about halfway down the tail. It opened its mouth in a yawn as it surveyed its new home, revealing a large thin lipped mouth muzzle with dark red interior, nasty dagger like fangs lining both jaws, and a large muscular tongue that licked over its sensitive nose. But when that mouth was shut the heads resemblance to a dogs was evident. But it was no dog, or bat; it wasn't anything that had been seen on the earth before. It would be impossible to categorize it based on the system of identifying animals that this world used. It was a creature from an entirely different world, a world known to humans as Hell. But there wasn't anything magical or unnatural about it, it was just a product of a different evolutionary path. *
It was not the first denizen of this alternate world called Hell that had crossed over into our world. There have been "visitors" from time to time for untold thousands of years. Most were so strange and alien, an unfriendly, that they were the basis for legends of demons and monsters that have existed in every culture since before recorded time. Our ancestors knew of them when they lived in caves, and before that. They have been with us always. The vast majority crossed over by accident, though meddling humans have managed to "summon" some on occasion, almost always with disastrous results as those humans were seldom able to control that which they brought over from that other world. Most of the crossovers were merely Hell's equivalent of animals, but most of Hell's animals have a rudimentary intelligence which makes them much more dangerous then what we think of as average animal intelligence. Theirs is an intelligence oriented mainly to survival in a very harsh and unforgiving place where death is the norm, and few survive to old age. Of course there are intelligent demons as well, and on the relatively few times an intelligent demon has crossed over history has often been changed, often not for the better. But lately there had been more crossovers as a conjunction of the planets in each alternate reality was approaching, and as the rifts grew more frequent, larger and longer lasting, the intelligent demons were planning on coming through in force as there world was dying. And in the year 2012 as humans reckon time the rifts would open as never before, and all Hell would break loose. The Mulk was more of the animal classification, though by Hell's standard's it was quite intelligent and versatile. And it would soon put its versatility to use as it adapted to its new world.
*The Mulk was a carnivore, and an opportunistic hunter. It wasn't above feeding on carrion as well; its amazing metabolism could handle almost any kind of meat. Raw, rancid, rotten, it made no difference to the Mulk. But it did prefer fresh meat, and its claws and fangs made short work of anything it picked as prey. It tore its prey into large chunks and swallowed them as it had jaws like a reptile, it did not chew its food, it just swallowed it. Smaller prey was swallowed whole, sometimes still alive. And it soon found that in this world it had no predators, and with few exceptions the local wildlife was pretty much helpless. So it ate very well, its belly slowly swelling as its eggs grew. It was large enough, and extremely powerful, so could easily lift prey as large as itself to carry to its den for undisturbed dining. But was a tidy beast, the offal and bones were kicked off the edge of the ledge. It was inevitable it would eventually encounter the local former head of the food chain, man. But in this instance it was not looking for food, the human female was exactly what it WAS looking for though. *
Ted and Brenda had decided to get in a little rock climbing before it got too hot, spring was almost over and it would soon be unpleasantly hot and humid. They were both accomplished climbers, but of course neither of them expected to encounter a demon from Hell. They were about halfway up the southern face of the escarpment they'd picked to climb when they were noticed by the sharp eyes of the Mulk. Normally it preferred to go out only at night, but in this case it would make an exception. New and strange animals were always of interest, and in this case it hoped one would be suitable for what the Mulk was looking for. The Mulk took flight, and approaching the animals examined them both with its eyes and its other senses. It was pleased with what it found. Its incredible sense of smell told it the animals were male and female, two sexes being one of the many methods of demonic reproduction, so the Mulk knew the difference. The Mulk themselves were male and female, but they did require a third "partner". The Mulk was female and had mated just before entering this new world, and she had reached the stage it was time for her to lay her eggs, in the body of a suitable animal. The Mulk needed a "nanny" to care for its eggs, another female to carry the eggs in her womb until they were ready to hatch. It needed a fairly good sized animal, female (a womb was necessary), and it needed to be easy to control, and susceptible to "modifications" to make it a suitable vessel for the Mulk's eggs. Unfortunately for Brenda she was "perfect". The male animal, being of no use, the Mulk simply knocked off the face of the cliff to fall to its death, the Mulk would return later to feed on the body. But the female the Mulk grasped in its strong talons and carried to its den. It was time to lay her eggs in a suitable host.
Brenda was terrified, what WAS this horrible thing?? And oh God, poor Ted! She could still hear his screams as the monster had torn him from the face of the cliff and let him drop to his death. Then the thing had taken her, carrying her in its powerful claws, to this cave in the side of a sheer cliff. It wasn't really a true cave, but was deep enough to provide cover from the weather and keep the wind at bay. Brenda crouched in the back of the cave, the creature between her and the entrance. But she knew even if she was able to reach the entrance there was no way for her to escape. She had lost all her climbing gear, and it was too sheer to descent or climb by hand. She tried to fight the creature, to keep it away from her, but when it came for her she was helpless. Brenda thought she would feel the monster's long fangs in her neck any second. It dragged her out onto the precarious ledge and began look at, and examine her, in what appeared to be a methodical and curious way, hissing and growling softly. It soon figured out what her clothes were, and stripped her naked, even removing her socks and shoes. Then it threw her clothes and other possession off the ledge which left Brenda stark naked and helpless, and she felt horribly vulnerable even though the beast seemed to be female. The creature looked like some sort of a giant bat or something, and was pretty obvious it was a girl, or at least it had what looked like a pussy. Then it left, leaving her on the ledge by herself. She watched as it gracefully winged its way out of sight, and thought, what now? She hugged her naked breasts to her knees and shivered despite the warm weather, it was a shiver of fear, not cold. What did the thing want with her? Was it going to eat her? When it returned with Ted's nude, partially devoured body, and proceeded to eat the rest of him in front of her, ignoring her screams and sobs of terror, she was sure she was next. But she was wrong; she was much more valuable to the Mulk then merely as food. Having finished its delicious meal the Mulk tidied up by throwing the remains off the ledge, then turned its attention to the female.
The Mulk, having had a good meal, was ready to prepare to lay her eggs. Rubbing its swollen belly it approached the female animal expectantly, eager to release the pressure in its egg sac. Grabbing the struggling female animal it first bit her on the neck, injecting a powerful nerve toxin. The toxin was designed to perform two functions, render the animal weak and cooperative, and also contained a powerful aphrodisiac. The Mulk waited until the toxin took effect, and then positioned herself over the now motionless animal, and spreading its legs the Mulk extended her proboscis. It emerged from her vagina, and very much resembled a long thick tubular penis, but was just the tube through which her eggs would pass into the chosen egg mother's womb. But before mounting the female the Mulk first lubricated her vagina, both inside and out, with thick slimy mucus its tongue produced. The female seemed to enjoy it, gasping and moaning at times as the Mulk's tongue thoroughly lubricated her. Once the female quivered, and the Mulk felt and tasted sweet sexual fluids wash over its tongue, it stopped briefly to enjoy the taste, then finished preparing the female for copulation. Feeling it was time the Mulk pressed the head of its proboscis against the females now slick sex, and once it had penetrated the female's womb the head would blossom and the eggs would began their journey into their surrogate mother. The proboscis, which was prehensile, quickly found, and penetrated the animals vagina, the animal writhing weakly and moaning at the intrusion, the toxin making the act pleasurable. Then with short powerful lunges the Mulk began to penetrate deeper, hissing in pleasure, withdrawing a little, then pushing in deeper with each new thrust. It pushed in slowly; careful to cause no damage, pushing past the cervix and into the womb. Once she had hilted the proboscis then swelled up locking the two females together, and it was time to transfer the eggs. The Mulk held the animals shoulders and gave soft guttural grunts of pleasure as it copulated with the object of its affection, experiencing a feeling very much like an orgasm every time an egg passed into the egg mother, the egg mother in turn gasping in pleasure as each large egg stretched the proboscis and her own labial lips as the eggs slid into her. It took the grunting straining creature several hours to lay her eggs, and from its sounds the animal enjoyed the joining as well; giving soft cries of pleasure, at least part of the time.
*What's wrong with me thought Brenda, why can't I move? The thing had bitten her on the neck like a vampire, and now her arms and legs were going numb and she could hardly move them, she felt weak and strangely aroused. The thing approached her, and stood over her staring down at her, its throat pulsing and long thick tongue licking over its fangs. And then it got an erection! Brenda watched in horror as what looked like a penis emerged from what it had thought was the creatures vagina, a very long, thick, penis that moved by itself almost like a snake. And then the thing pushed her numb legs apart and crouched down over her! Oh my God, it's going to rape me! Brenda gasped as it bent over and started licking her sex, then moaned in unwanted pleasure as the creature's long thick tongue forced its way deeply into her sex and sucked and lapped at her for what seemed like hours with wet slurping sounds. No, no, NO, she thought as she felt herself approaching orgasm, not like this! But she was helpless to prevent it, and gave a shudder of pleasure as she came. The creature hesitated as Brenda climaxed, then giving a hiss kept up its attentions. When it was finished and lifted its head all Brenda could do was lift her head and watch as the head of the squirming penis pushed into her pussy, she was wet and slippery and the penis was coated with a thick slippery goo and slid into her easily. She gave a gurgling squeal as she felt it penetrate and slide deep into her sex, then with a sudden feeling of pressure it forced it's way past her cervix and into her womb, she could feel it deep inside of her. Then she gasped as it swelled up, stretching her vagina muscles painfully at first, but then the pleasure started. The creature started shuddering and grunting, and Brenda felt a lump travel through the penis and into her vagina stretching her lips even more, and then another, and another. The creature was obviously enjoying what it was doing as it grunted and slobbered in pleasure, lowering its head to lick Brenda's terrified face and breasts tenderly. What is it DOING to me! Brenda could see, and feel, her stomach starting to bulge, even as the creature's own stomach slowly shrank. And a horrible pleasure began to radiate out for her vagina, and shortly after the first bulge pushed its way through her pussy she climaxed, grunting in pleasure of her own. It was like being penetrated over and over and fucked at the same time. The pleasure grew and grew until she was cumming almost constantly, the pleasure peaking as each egg slid into her vagina, her body shuddering in sexual ecstasy. Even as she was gurgling and sobbing in pleasure she knew what was happening was horribly wrong, but could do nothing but enjoy the unwanted pleasure the creature was giving her. How could anything so horrifying feel so good! *
With a final squeal of ecstasy the transfer was complete, and the Mulk dismounted from its partner. The proboscis shrank, then slowly withdrew and retracted into the Mulk's vent. The Mulk, its stomach now flat again, looked down in affection at the new egg mother, and using it's tongue cleaned the thick sexual fluids from its body. It no longer saw the animal as an animal now, but as a member of the Mulk's "colony", a very valuable member that carried the colonies's future in her belly, to be cared for and protected. The Mulk gently dragged the egg mother deeper into the cave to the spot it had prepared, then it coughed up large gooey globs of thick paste, and using the extremely sticky snot-like substance it glued the egg mother to the wall of the cave, about two feet up. The glue was affixed to the egg mothers now useless limbs suspending her in an "X" shape, her legs spread to allow her sex to stretch easier. Inspecting its work, adding some more paste in places, the Mulk was finally satisfied with the positioning of the egg mother. It was an optimum position from which to give birth. Next the Mulk scrapped a shallow basin between the egg mothers legs, using its powerful claws to scrap away the hard rock.
Brenda gave final moan of pleasure as the things penis slid from her sex and disappeared back into the creatures slit. The creature licked her pussy again until it was clean and slick, and then the thing dragged her deeper into the cave, and started to stick her to the wall! It was using big globs of what looked like snot, thick and rubbery. It stuck big globs on the wall, pushed her arms and legs into them, then put another layer over them. It left her head and the rest of her body free. She was suspended in a kind of modified "X", her arms slightly out to her sides above her shoulders, and her legs almost painfully spread. Then the creature started to dig a kind of trough or basin between her legs. It was actually digging it out of solid rock, which showed how strong and sharp its claws must be. Brenda hung there looking in disbelief at her bulging stomach, and she could feel things inside of her, lumpy things. What had it done to her? But the horrible pleasure lingered as well, her sex sensitive and swollen.
*Once it was satisfied with its efforts it was time to feed the egg mother. The Mulk crouched in front of the egg mother and gently licked its face to let it know it was feeding time. When the egg mother turned its face away the Mulk understood; it did not realize it was being offered food. It took the egg mothers head between its hands and extending its tongue it forced it into the egg mothers mouth, and then down her throat. Its tongue, which contained a hollow tube in the center, then pumped a thick nutritious paste of predigested food into the female's stomach. The Mulk's tongue pumped until the egg mothers stomach was full, and then withdrew its tongue. The fluid contained all the nutrition the egg mother would need, and also new genetic coding which would make the egg mother even more capable of performing the function she had been honored with. Next it hugged the egg mother's body and spread its wings to shelter them both like a tent, and then fell asleep, its muzzle resting affectionately on the egg mother's shoulder. Its own body warmth would keep them both comfortable during the night. The Mulk was exhausted, but happy, and slept deeply and peacefully. Brenda was not so lucky. *
Brenda turned her face away when the horrible creature started licking her, but it just grabbed her head and forced her to face it. Then it opened its fang filled mouth and forced it's slimy purple-red tongue into Brenda's mouth and down her throat, she gagged and tried to bite it, but it felt like rubber covered steel cable, so all she could do was stretch her mouth wide until her jaws hurt to accommodate the hideous appendage. Then it started to pulsate and she could feel her stomach filling, then swelling, with something. When the tongue withdrew her hunger was gone and she felt pleasantly full. Her stomach gurgled, and she burped. When she remembered what the monster had for dinner she felt tears running down her face, oh God Ted, she had no doubt whatever was in her stomach had once been part of her boyfriend. Then the thing licked her again, and to her surprise it hugged her close and spread its wings protectively to shelter them, its' head resting on her shoulder. Its body was very warm, its short soft fur smooth against her skin and she felt her nipples harden from the contact and a tingling in her pussy, but the creature was not interested in fucking her anymore. From its slower breathing and closed eyes it was evidently asleep. Brenda stared over the creatures shoulder into the dark, feeling alone and very, very scared. It took her a long time to fall asleep, but finally she rested her head on her "lovers" warm smooth shoulder and went to sleep too.
The Mulk was very pleased at how the egg mother had turned out. In its own world it was often hard to find a suitable animal, but this egg mother had been amazingly susceptible to the Mulk's genetic reengineering, it had no natural immunities at all, and the changes had been quick and painless. The Mulk had just returned to the den after hunting, and it was time to feed the egg mother and check on her condition. This time when the Mulk gently licked the egg mother with the offer of food it opened its own mouth wide to admit the Mulk's tongue, sucking hungrily at it and helping the Mulk to pump its stomach full of rich food paste. The egg mother sucked eagerly, making sounds of pleasure as it was fed, and afterwards they licked and kissed affectionately, the Mulk hissing of pleasure. Next it checked the level of fluids in the birthing basin, and it was almost full of the thick mucus continually dripping from the egg mother's vagina. Crouching the Morg licked the egg mother's vagina, the female squirming in pleasure, and from the taste of the lubricating and insulating fluid it was almost time for her to give birth. The egg mothers bulging swollen stomach was undulating and squirming from the young within. Yes, soon it would be time.
*Brenda looked up when the Mulk returned to the den, and anxiously awaited to be fed, her stomach rumbled with hunger, whimpering to let the Mulk know she was hungry. Her steadily swelling belly and the demands put on her straining womb had greatly speeded up her metabolism and she needed to be fed several times a day, and at least once at night. The Mulk was kept very busy hunting, and only returned to the den to feed her. Brenda wished it could stay longer, before her demands for food had become so time consuming the Mulk would crouch for hours between her legs pleasuring her with its tongue, the long thick organ licking and tongue fucking her, and she had grown to love it, the pleasure was incredible as she climaxed again and again, her convulsions helping to keep the eggs healthy. She knew something was happening to her, something strange and horrible, but no longer cared. She welcomed the Mulk's affections now, looked forward to being fed and the gently caring kisses and caresses her lover gave her, the pleasure its tongue gave her needy sex. As she had continued to change her fear and loathing had given way to acceptance, and then slowly to genuine love for her strange attentive lover. Brenda; she still thought of herself by that name for now, could feel the restless life filling her womb, and knew it would be released soon, that she would give birth. More and more she found she was looking forward to it. It being the last feeding of the day she was soon wrapped in the loving embrace of her lover, its wings folded protectively over them both. She fell asleep quickly, happy and content to be loved, wakening only once during the night to be fed. *
Brenda knew she was different now, could feel the changes, and see some of their evidence. Her legs and arms were gone, absorbed into her body to fuel her need for nutrients and fuel her other changes. She was now basically a head and torso stuck to the wall with only short stubs remaining of her limbs. Her mouth had changed, her teeth falling out to be replaced by a large wet sphincter like opening designed to admit the Mulk's tongue when it fed her, it served no other purpose now. She could not talk, her long thick tongue too large to keep in her mouth, but could make wet gurgling and squealing sounds both she and the Mulk understood. Mainly demands for food and attention, or sex. She had watched in despair as her once large firm breasts had slowly flattened, but her nipples had grown larger and she now had four rows of teats, for a total of twenty four, sticking out from her swollen abdomen. She loved the feeling when her lover rubbed against the sensitive nipples and they were hard much of the time. She was completely helpless and dependant on the Mulk for everything, without it she would die. The Mulk took good care of her, tenderly keeping her clean and well fed, but she no longer produced much waste as the food fed to her was almost pure protein and there was little that was not used. She hated to be left alone now, and would often call for the Murg plaintively with high pitched wet squeals when she was lonely or hungry. From the angle she was hanging she could see past her massively swollen churning gut to the swollen mound of her sex, her labial lips protruding several inches as thick slimy mucus dripped from them into the basin hollowed out in the stone between her legs. She had grown used to the swelling weight in her womb, but she could feel something was different. She suddenly felt a growing pressure in her vagina, and the flow of fluids increased as the first egg entered her birth canal and soon breeched, pushing her pussy lips apart as it slowly emerged. She moaned at the lovely sensation as her pussy lips stretched and the soft gelatinous egg rubbed against them pleasurably, and as the egg crested, and then slipped from her sex to land with a wet splat in the slime filled basin she gasped as she orgasmed. She gave another moan as a second egg followed quickly behind the first, and giving loud squeals called for her lover.
The Mulk heard the egg mother birthing cries as it neared the den, and increased the speed of its flapping wings. It landed and quickly scurried into the back of the cave to find the birthing had already started, but the egg mother was doing a fine job. As each egg pushed free of the egg mothers stretched dripping sex the Mulk gently caught it and put it in the basin with the others. It licked and caressed the egg mothers face and sex as she strained, gasping in pleasure, and she returned the loving attention passionately kissing the Mulk with her large fleshy lips and licking her muzzle with her tongue. Each egg was about the size of an ostrich egg, a grayish opaque sphere with a small fully formed Mulk visible within. Almost as soon as the eggs landed in the insulating fluid they began to hatch, the young devouring the thick soft shells as their first meal. The Mulk watched in delight as egg after egg emerged, it was a very large clutch. Tired after their birthing the young climbed the body of the egg mother and clutched it with their powerful little arms and legs for the warmth and protection it offered, suckling at the numerous nipples covering its abdomen, as soon as she had started laying her teats had swollen into plump little pear shapes, red fluid leaking from her nipples as she lactated blood. Soon the egg mother was almost covered in small bodies, and still the eggs came. In total she birthed twenty young before the last egg slid free of her sensitive sex, and she had her last orgasm. Her one massively swollen belly then shrank and became taught and firm again to support the weight of the young. The Mulk fed her, and then with the newborn clinging to both of their bodies they feel into an exhausted, happy, sleep.
*Brenda continued to change, her skin turning black and furry much like the Mulk's. This was for protection and insulation, the fine fur and layer of fat would keep her nice and warm even in the coldest of weather. She grew to love the feel of the young at they crawled all over her body, suckled at her numerous large sensitive nipples, licking any that came within reach of her now long prehensile tongue, a tongue now long enough to reach her own crotch and the swollen sex there. She used it to care for the young, and when she was alone also spent much of her time pleasuring herself as there wasn't much else to do. The feel of her muscular tongue deep inside her own sex was very enjoyable and she brought herself to climax frequently, but she preferred her lover. Her amazing sensitive ears detected the sound of approaching wings, and she squealed in anticipation of being fed, followed by a long session of mutual pleasuring as she now used her tongue to pleasure the Mulk as well, enjoying the taste and feel of her lovers sex. The Mulk landed, accompanied by several of the more adventurous young that had taken to following on its hunting expeditions. It approached the egg mother, hissing and crooning, and after licking and kissing for awhile fed her. *
Already the rapidly growing young Mulk were catching birds and other small animals, though they continued to feed at the egg mother's nipples. They would be full grown in approximately a year, and then would start to mate. There was no danger of inbreeding with the Mulk, each was identical to the other in all ways, the only differences being their sex. But there was a third kind of Mulk too, of which Brenda, though she no longer remembered that name, was now one. One of the young males would soon mate with its mother, neither seeing any reason not to. Then the female would mate with the egg mother again and deposit its eggs in her womb, an event both anticipated with great pleasure. As soon as other mated pairs formed many would leave to start new flocks, traveling great distances to new territories, and the remaining females would also lay their eggs in the egg mother. In just a few years there would be thousands of them. And each pair would find a suitable egg mother to nurture and help raise their young, humans being the preferred animals, and larger colonies would have more than one egg mother as each could only accommodate the eggs of about ten laying females at a time, but as they gave birth constantly they could accommodate more on a limited rotating basis.
Brenda had long forgotten she had been anything other than an egg mother, she no longer even recalled having a name. Her abdomen had grown to truly huge proportions as she now had to accommodate the unending supply of eggs from several mated pairs of adult Mulk, more feeding nipples forming to handle the increase in numbers of hungry young. She spent her time almost twenty four hours a day either being impregnated with a new clutch of eggs, or birthing the hundreds already in her womb. The only thing human remaining that might have been identifiable where her staring blue eyes, eyes permanently glazed with sexual euphoria as her numerous "lovers" tenderly and lovingly cared for her and kept her pregnant in a never ending cycle, her massive body covered in feeding young. The life of the colony revolved around the egg mother, and they would lovingly care for her until the end of her amazingly long life, and when she died the whole colony would mourn as in their own way they truly loved her.
** The End**
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