{"sf1_id":718927,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Unintended Intruder - 05","author":"Little Red Wolf","words":4348,"posted_at":"2014-06-16T23:06:00.000Z","tags":["F/F","Human","Humor","Impregnation","Oviposition","Romance"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/718927-unintended-intruder-05","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/718927","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=718927\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"Lightning\nflickered in the background, casting lingering shadows upon the wall. Wind\ncaused the shifting house to groan, sending echoes from the wood through the\nhalls. A young woman crept timidly up the stairs. Her gaze was wide and\ndarting, for she knew she was not alone. Trembling fingers moved cautiously\nalong the wall, flicking a light-switch, but nothing happened.\nA\ndull thump drew her attention to a door which groaned to a mostly closed\nposition. \"Uh-oh.\" Slowly, she approached ... \"Don't do it.\" Placing one hand\nupon the door ... \"He's gonna get you.\" ... she pushed. Hinges whined in protest\nrevealing the darkened room beyond. Then, a sharp object pierced her skin, and\nher blood splattered upon the adjacent wall.\n\"Oh,\ngood grief, really?\" Marcy scoffed as the killer leaped out of his hiding place\nand continued stabbing the girl repeatedly.\n\"I\nknow,\" Abigale commented with her mouth full of popcorn, \"if I heard that shit\ngoing on upstairs, I would NOT be checking it out!\"\n\"Not\nwithout a baseball bat,\" Marcy commented as dramatic music accompanied\nhysterical screams.\n\"Hello,\n9-1-1?\" Abigale said, holding her hand up to her ear like it was a phone. \"Yeah,\nI think someone's in my home. No sir, I'm in my car driving away from my place\nright now. Could you please send someone over to shoot the bastard?\" They both\nlaughed at the impression.\n\"This\nis a really disappointing movie.\"\n\"Hoping\nI'd be all scared and cuddling with you?\" Abigale teased her with a laugh. \"I'm\nscared,\" she whimpered in a dramatically ridiculous tone as she leaned into her\nfriend, \"hold me!\"\n\"Don't\nworry sweet thing,\" Marcy replied in a husky tone as she hugged her friend\nclose, \"I'll save you.\" No sooner had she uttered these words then she grabbed\nher friend's butt and began enthusiastically fondling her.\n\"Gaah!\"\nAbigale squealed. She knew Marcy's attentions would kick in at some point\nduring the night. After a long shower, and a large dinner, both women had sat\ndown to watch bad horror movies while wearing baggy old pajamas and sweats. The\nemotional trauma of Abigale day had made her a bit giddy and she found herself\nlaughing louder and responding to every bit of stimulus.\nThis\nhypersensitivity, however, was not the reason for her squeal. Marcy's presence,\nthe heat of her body, the softness of her touch, and the pheromones she was\nproducing, were churning the young one in Abigale's body. A burning desire for\nher friend was running through her, weakening her resolve to keep their\nrelationship as it was. Movement told Abigale her little creature was\nre-positioning within, and wiggling through her cervix in an effort to swap\nbodies.\nA\nfond bit of giggling occurred before Abigale finally pushed Marcy away. Feelings\nof regret caused her touch to linger, but she did not know if her friend noticed.\n\"So,\nhow are you doing?\" Marcy finally asked as she turned the movie off and drove\nher hand into the popcorn bowl.\n\"I'll\nbe fine,\" Abigale assured her as she leaned back into her pillows with a sigh. \"These\nlast few weeks have been ...\"\n\"Yeah,\"\nMarcy nodded after her friend sat for too long without finishing her sentence. \"How's\nyour little ninja tentacle baby?\"\n\"Hungry,\"\nAbigale said with a chuckle, \"and he's got a little sister too.\"\n\"Mmm?\"\nMarcy asked with a mouthful of popcorn. For several moments chewing was the\nonly sound in the room. She did not want to tell her ... had been too afraid to\nsay anything about this latest revelation. Anyone else would have thought she\nwas nuts ... but this was Marcy ... certainly she could tell Marcy ... \"So, the\ndoctor tell you that?\"\n\"No,\"\nAbigale shook her head but lost her nerve to say more.\n\"Come\non now,\" Marcy goaded her. \"You can't leave me hanging like that.\"\n\"I\nfound out more ...\" Abigale finally managed to say, but her eyes stayed glued to\nthe floor.\n\"Alright\n...\"\n\"I\nwas fiddling with that DVD that came with the box,\" she spoke slowly, placing\none hand over her womb as she gained both courage and momentum. \"According to\nthe video ... you're original hunch wasn't too far off.\"\n\"Ninja\nsperm?\" Marcy guessed. Then she tilted her head the other way and tried again.\n\"Tentacle monster?\"\n\"Definitely\na monster,\" Abigale said as she let out a breath. \"Cooked up to be some super\nrace of genetically superior people.\"\n\"Cool,\"\nMarcy nodded, \"so ... what's the catch?\"\n\"There's\ntwo in me.\"\n\"Congrats,\"\nMarcy said without blinking, \"What else?\"\n\"It's\n... it's gonna kill me ...\"\n\"What?\"\nthe blond woman's poker face broke for a moment and then she regained control. A\ncomforting hand slid across the carpet and held hers. \"Talk to me Abbs. What's\ngoing on?\" For a moment the two of them just sat there, her friend's hand felt\nvery warm and it seemed to drain some of the tension out of her.\n\"Well,\"\nthe dark haired woman hedged as she began to flush, \"I ... It says there are two\nthings I need to do ... to survive.\"\n\"Aaand?\"\nthe other woman pressed closer, making the words which needed to be said even\nmore difficult to manage.\n\"Well\n...\" Abigale squeaked and then dared to look up into her best friend's eyes. The\nconcern that rested within let her know that Marcy would help her in any way\nshe could ... and that was almost as bad as being rejected.. \"I need another\nwoman ... and another man.\"\n\"Well\n... I'm here, Abby,\" Marcy told her seriously, as she moved a little closer. \"You\nneed a blood transfusion or something? I'm here, tell me what you need.\"\n\"Well,\"\nAbigale began and then she took a breath and plunged ahead, \"do you still want\nyour very own ninja sperm baby?\"\nFor\na moment, neither spoke. Then Marcy broke into a fit of laughter so heavy that\nshe had to lean away and recover her breath. Abigale felt her entire body blush\nfrom the reaction but her friend was not done.\n\"Are\nyou serious?\" the blond woman gasped.\n\"Well,\nI can only handle one of them,\" Abigale told her a little defensivly. \"I need\nto share the other!\"\n\"Okay,\nokay,\" Marcy said with a placating chuckle. \"I think I kinda volunteered for\nthat earlier.\"\n\"We\nwere joking around,\" Abigale insisted. \"This isn't a joke! The video says I\nneed to infect another woman with this thing! Are you actually okay with\nthis idea?\"\n\"Abby,\"\nMarcy said with a gleam in her eyes, \"have you any idea how boring my life has\nbeen?\"\n\"You?\"\nthe younger of the two balked, \"Boring?\"\n\"To\ntears,\" Marcy nodded with a resolved sigh. \"I've been considering selling the\nstore and traveling ... going to Europe or doing something crazy ...\"\n\"But\n... you can't leave!\" Abigale half-shrieked. \"I need you!\" A glimmer of adoration\nshined in Marcy's eyes when Abigale said those words. A full body flush filled\nher and she was forced to look away. \"You're my only real friend ... I'd die if\nyou weren't here with me.\"\n\"Why\ndo you think I'm still here?\" Marcy asked, and the question burned her even\nmore deeply than before.\n\"There's\nmore,\" Abigale barely uttered.\n\"Alright,\"\nMarcy spoke gently, \"what else?\"\n\"The\nchildren ...\" Abigale swallowed hard, praying she was not going mad for saying\nsuch things. \"Unless we have sex with a man ... the children will eat us.\"\n\"Eat\nus?\"\n\"Chest-buster\nstyle,\" Abigale said, knowing her friend would get the reference.\n\"Well,\nnow ... that's interesting ...\" Marcy's voice trailed off as her wheels spun, but\nher body was still close. The little creature moved forward between Abigale's\nlegs. Pushing and stretching in an effort to get across to another mother. Abigale\nclenched her vaginal muscles, pulling the little one back, not wanting to let\ngo.\n\"It's\na DNA thing,\" Abigale blurted out in an effort to regain control of the\nsituation. \"But we can't just get any schlup. Bad fathers will make bad kids.\"\n\"So\nwe need to get us a good man?\" Marcy asked and Abigale's entire being focused\non the word us and she nearly began\nto cry. Then, her friend did what she always did. \"How about Terry?\"\n\"Terry?\"\nAbigale squeaked.\n\"Yeah,\nhe's kinda pretty,\" Marcy shrugged, \"for a guy.\"\n\"Yeah\n... he is,\" Abigale admitted as she struggled between her need to survive and the\nabsurd levels of excitement that coursed through her at the idea of having sex\nwith Terry.\n\"I\nknow he'd sacrifice a body part to have a threesome with us,\" Marcy carried on\nas if they were talking about groceries.\n\"Y-y-ya\nthink s-ssoo?\" Abigale began to stutter as her breathing increased. The\nunintended intruder was releasing hormones, drawing blood to her womb, causing\nwaves of lust to fill her as they battled for control. She needed release ... wanted\nto masturbate furiously and scream at the top of her lungs. But most of all ...\nshe wanted to attack her best friend and do things to her she would have never\nallowed before.\n\"Yeah,\"\nMarcy said as she leaned all the way up to Abigale and kissed her on the side\nof the head, \"I do. The question is,\" she let one hand drift lower and gently\ncaressed Abigale's sensitive flank, \"what do you want to do?\"\nAn\nexcited moan escaped Abigale's lips as Marcy's hand cupped one breast. For the\nfirst time ever, she did not pull away. She did not resist when her friend\ngripped the other and began to massage them gently, either. Heavily flustered\nbreaths emitted as this attention continued, until, at last, she turned her\nhead to the side, found Marcy's lips, and pressed hers against them.\nA\nstrange explosion of soft textures moistened her pallet. The taste was\ndifferent from that of a man in many ways. The greatest of these differences\nbeing the skill of the woman she was kissing. Marcy drew her closer, pressing\ntogether, their hands explored each other in slow and deliberate ways.\nAbigale\nfelt her body relaxing as Marcy and the creature worked together on her\ninhibitions. Every touch electrified her, the sound of breath and moans sent\ntingles through her spine, the taste of this lovely womanly hunger inflamed her\nown need.\n\"W-wait\n...\" Abigale gasped and her friend froze. \"Is this ... is this ... right?\"\n\"Right\n... wrong ... I've wanted you for years. But that's not the real question.\" Marcy drew\nback her hands and cupped them along the sides of Abigale's face. The serious\nlook in her eyes was a power which the other woman could not look away from,\nand the words she spoke cost her something. \"Is it what you want? Because if it\nisn't ... we have to stop right now.\"\nIt\noccurred to Abigale they had gone far, but were still teetering on the edge of\nno-return. Marcy was burning with the inferno of a desire that had been stoked\nfor years and never gone out, but she was still in control of herself. If she\ntold her friend to stop, she would ... no questions asked ... no obligations\nassumed. They would go back to teasing and joking around with a giant ball of\nsexual frustration in her abdomen which never really went away.\nAbigale\nhad never really considered that last part. Her best friend had wanted her for\nyears but managed to hold those feelings in check. This was not just a passing\none night stand or a night of cheap sex with no call back in the morning. Marcy\nloved her ... it was the real thing. Any time Abigale reached for that love, it\nwould be there. Marcy would move Heaven and Earth, beat down armed thugs, hire\nlawyers, stand up to homophobes and bigots, and share in a life threatening\nadventure that would violate the deepest parts of her body. She would do this\nfor Abigale without a single regret or a moment of hesitation. All she had to\ndo was have the courage to let it happen.\n\"I\n...\" what do I want? \"I ...\" is it really true? \"I ...\" the creature\ninside of her stopped, and its presence seemed to move away from her, as if\ngiving her privacy. It's stupid to keep\nthis up. If I do nothing, I die. In this choice there is life, there is hope,\nand most important of all ... there is Marcy.\nThat\nlast thought swept over and through her like a wave of understanding. Clenched\neyes emitted tears, which seemed to push away the doubts and pains which she\nhad lived with all her life. Marcy, who I\ncall when I'm hurting. Marcy, who I call when I'm lonely. Marcy, who I can't\nlive without.\nAbigale\nmoved forward, tumbling over the point of no-return and kissing Marcy with a\npassion she had always reserved for a special person which her dreams had made\nup. Piercing her lover's lips with her tongue, she tasted the feminine texture\nwithin. The way the kiss was returned felt right so she pressed forward,\nleaning Marcy back until she was laid completely flat.\nAbigale\nstraddled her, caressed her soft body, and felt her strange curves. Sliding\nMarcy's shirt up took courage, and she wondered if this was what a teenage boy\nfelt like. In her imagination, Marcy's breasts had always been perfect, held in\nplace like a supermodel whose seemingly magical beauty was eternal ... but\nreality was never immaculate. Marcy's breasts were small, compared to hers. Gravity\nhad pulled them downward, stretched them out and made them narrow, droopy, and\nflawed.\n\"Beautiful,\"\nAbigale whispered as she leaned forward and took one nipple in her mouth. A\ngentle suction drew pleasant sounds and tastes while her other hand moved to\nmassage the other breast. Part of this made her want to laugh at how flimsy\nthey were. The magnificent rack which had always intimidated her was an\nillusion, pushed up with supports and imagination.\nMarcy's\nhands began to paw at Abigale, and she realized she was being unfair. Still\nstraddling her lover, she sat upright, pulled her sweatshirt up over her head,\nand tossed it to the floor. For several moments, they both marveled at the\nbreasts, which had been tightening and perking up over the past week. Abigale\nhad noticed some improvements, but the look of jealousy and joy on Marcy's face\ntold her she was indeed magnificent.\n\"H-how?\"\n\"Some\nside-affects include,\" Abigale spoke clinically as she leaned forward and\npressed her breasts against her lover's, \"smooth skin,\" a lick on the neck,\n\"sleeker thighs,\" nibble on the ear, \"and perky breasts.\" Their lips locked and\ntheir movements brought happy noises from the both of them.\n\"Mmmm,\"\nMarcy moaned, \"I like your sales strategy.\" The comment caused the two of them\nto burst into giggles and they had to roll apart in order to regain control.\n\"Oh\nGod,\" Abigale gasped as she tried to fight off her giggles, \"how could you say\nthat at a time like this?\"\n\"Because\nsex and laughter is awesome,\" Marcy told her with a grin, and then she moved\nover her lover, on her hands and knees, in an effort to take charge. Another\nround of kissing took place and the two of them rubbed their bodied together\nonce more. Abigale noticed this breast-on-breast stimulation was different than\nshe had imagined, and it seemed best when their nipples rubbed together. Still,\nit paled to the actual loving caress of hands and curiosity.\nIt\nturned out Marcy's time working in a sex shop had given her plenty of time to\nresearch, and her tongue darted here and there, sending shivers through\nAbigale's spine and causing her to gasp and moan obscenely. When loving lips\nsealed around the her areola, a gently suction rolled her eyes back into her\nhead and brought forth tiny squeals of delight. Again she clenched her vaginal\nwalls clenched, holding back the tiny creature, slowing its progress as it tried\nto stretch farther.\nOne\nbreast was suckled while the other massaged, causing twinges of pleasure to\nswell through her. Then Marcy's eyes flicked open and she drew back with a\nstartled expression.\n\"Huh.\"\n\"What?\"\nAbigale blinked.\n\"I\nthink ...\"\n\"What?\"\nAbigale propped herself up on her elbows and gazed up at her best friend who\nappeared to be trying to puzzle something out.\n\"I\nthink you're lactating!\" Marcy finally declared.\n\"No\nway!\"\n\"Yeah,\"\nMarcy nodded with a giggle as she licked her lips. \"So ... do I get to be all hot\nlike you when I get my very own poddling?\"\n\"Yeah,\nI think so,\" Abigale shrugged.\n\"Good,\"\nMarcy nodded and then pounced, \"because I want one.\"\nAbigale\ngasped loudly as Marcy began sucking vigorously on her other breast. Marcy's\nother hand moved to it and squeezed in a series of motions which seemed to be\nsimilar to milking a goat. Her other hand slid into Abigale's sweatpants and\nbegan caressing her soaked panties. Shivers of amazed delight flowed through\nher, into the waiting lips of her lover whom appeared to be enjoying herself\nimmensely. A strange, perverse, indulgence filled her, like she was somehow\nsullying something pure. Like a man spurting his milk into a virginal woman,\nshe was injecting the essence of her own body into this other person. It was like\nannexing another, claiming Marcy as hers.\nAn\nalmost sinister pleasure filled her as the need to conquer increased. Abigale's\nhands reached up and gripped Marcy's sandy hair and pulled her away. Before her\nlover could complain she sealed their lips together and thrust her tongue\ninside almost violently. Then they parted, and Abigale moved quickly, rolling\nto the side, descending then to pull the pajama bottoms and panties off of\nMarcy's body in a single motion. She then leaned back and pulled off and discarded\nher own bottoms.\nMarcy's\neyes were like saucers, staring in apprehensive awe at Abigale's new body. Jealous\ndelight flared her lover's nostrils as she fawned with a longing to indulge in\nall that was before her. An alpha aggression incited Abigale to act as a\nconquering force, and with both of them stripped of clothing, she pinned Marcy\nto the ground and pressed one sex to another.\nThe\nsensation was strangely pleasant, and compelled Abigale to move their moistened\nflesh together. Labia dragged across labia, as hardened clitorises stood erect\nand fondled together in a series of intense movements. Both lovers moaned and\ngasped, taking delight in each other until their passions roused to shivering\npeaks that released waves of pleasure.\nAbigale's\nbody relaxed and rested on top of Marcy, who lazily kissed her face and drew\nher hand down the curve of her back. \"I never really thought we'd ever do\nthis,\" Marcy whispered softly, with a dreamy smile upon her face.\n\"Me\nneither,\" Abigale agreed as her breathing came under control.\n\"Do\nyou think we'll be having all kinds of regrets in the morning?\" Marcy asked in\na frightened manner uncharacteristic of her.\n\"I\nhope not,\" Abigale acknowledged the risk and then began kissing her lover\nagain. Words ceased between them, as their bodies began to slowly play together\nonce more. \"Are you ... ready?\"\n\"To\nbecome one with you?\" Marcy asked with a look of pure adoration in her eyes.\nAbigale's\nwords were lost in the emotions and kisses which followed ... but within her\nstirred more than just the emotions for this special person. The creature\nwithin shifted, relaxed muscles no longer restraining its progress and it\nstretched out. A tendril, from within began teasing the nerve cluster attached\nto her g-spot. The other end breached the opening of the warm canal, and\nextended like a slowly rising erection. An inner heartbeat pulsed blood through\nthe fleshy body, filling veins, expanding tissue in an effort to make a proper\ntunnel for that which needed to pass between them.\n\"I\nlove you, Abby,\" Marcy told her as their kiss broke. \"For years ... with all my\nheart.\" Abigale could see the sincerity in her eyes, the tears which welled\ntold her this was true. For all the years and silly games between them, a\ngenuine love had grown between them and finally, it could be shared.\n\"I\nknow ... I love you too, Marcy,\" she whispered and drew Marcy in, closing her eyes\nto kiss her once more.\nOnce\nmore the creature stretched both inside and out, and Abigale drew back. Both\nglanced down, and gazed in wonder as something wagged back and forth like a\ntail.\n\"I\ncalled it,\" Marcy commented with a smirk that threatened to send the both of\nthem into additional fits of giggles. Then, she bit her lip and spoke directly\nto it. \"Come to Mama.\"\nAs\nif by command, the swaying creature slithered upward and began caressing Marcy's\nsex in a loving manner. The stench of pheromones wafted up into their nostrils,\nmaking them both salivate. Another round of hungry kissing engorged them, and\nas Marcy's walls finally lubricated to the point of overflowing, the creature\nslithered into her like a pulsing phallus.\nA\ntumultuous cry gasped out of Marcy as the intruder snaked forward and writhed\ninto place. It was then that Abigale realized the creature inside of her had\nnot just been playing with her g-spot, but had actually been connecting\nitself into her nervous system. As the phallus moved, she could feel it. Uneven\nmuscles dragged along the vaginal pathway, allowing her to feel the uneven\ntexture of Marcy's inner-skin.\nBoth\nof them could feel it inside ... moving back then creeping forward ... rubbing\nacross delicate pleasure spots and then drawing back to let them rest. Again\nthey slid forward, creating the proper rhythm of lovers in coitus. The\nappendage moved deeper with every thrust ... filling Marcy's body ... elongating ... expanding\n... increasing in size to the limits of what could be held until the tiny feelers\nfound the cervix.\n\"Oh\n... God!\" they screamed as tiny barbs sank into Marcy's skin and purple venom\nentered her body. Rapturous heat flooded through their veins, causing sweat and\nlubricating secretions to ooze out of them. Their bodies slickened from head to\ntoe, gliding over each other as nerves screamed with electric sensitivity.\nThe\nshiver of uncontrollable bliss rippled through them in wave after wave of\norgasmic delight. Heady gathering of tension filled them, then peaked, boiling\nover is a rush that would tingle through and then begin to refill anew. The\nintruder pressed onward ... deeper ... deeper ... invading Marcy's womb ... caressing\nthe farthest fathoms of her being until a final push sent them both over the\ntop, and the sounds of their screams filled the room. Then they both stopped\nand nothing moved.\n\"W-wha...\nh-hap-pened?\" Marcy asked as she panted; her entire body a sopping mess of sexual\nsweat.\n\"Do\n... don't know ...\" Abigale gasped in equally labored breaths. \"I ... I don't think\nwe're done.\"\n\"Mother\n...\" a gurgling voice called, and Marcy looked frightened. \"Mother ...\"\n\"It's\nalright,\" Abigale soothed her, \"I can hear them too. Been hearing him for days\nweeks.\"\n\"Mother\n...\" echoed a slightly more feminine version of the voice.\n\"Oh\n... I can hear her,\" Marcy whimpered with joy.\n\"She's\nyours,\" Abigale spoke with a knowing smile.\n\"Ours,\"\nMarcy cooed and leaned forward to kiss her love gently, \"they're both ... ours.\"\nAgain\ntheir breathing increased as excited grins formed on their faces. The phallic\nintruder moved within them, sliding back and forth on a layer of lubrication\nwhich tantalized their senses.\nAbigale\nfelt the tip of her projection filling with blood. It swelled in Marcy's body\nas they writhed against each other in perverse motions which rewarded them with\npulses of satisfaction. Anticipation grew to a fevered height. Something was\nabout to happen. Neither knew what, but it was going to be like a grand-finale\nat the end of a fireworks display.\nA\nsudden shock bolted through them, causing both to clench. Desperate cries of\nblissful agony escaped their lips as tiny barbs flared out on both ends of the\ncreature within. Like cats in heat, they were anchored to each other, held in\nplace by a conduit which insured they would not pull apart during the exchange.\nThe pain of the barbs was intense, but intense pain began faded into a sizzling\naching sting which aroused them further.\nAs\ntheir slippery skin slid together, Abigale felt a soft, round, swelling of heat\nwithin her. From within her womb, a second life, her precious one's little\nsister, detached and began crawling through their connection.\n\"Oh,\nGod ... she's moving!\" she gasped.\n\"Yes!\"\nMarcy cried, \"Yes! Come to me! Come to Mama!\"\nThe\nball of precious heat inched slowly, carefully, passing between cradles through\nthe passage of life. Muscles shivered, loosening ... widening ... forming around\nthe creature so that she could pass. Abigale's opening swelled, dilated, and\nstretched roundly as her little daughter emerged.\nA\nscreaming gasp rolled out of Abigale as she felt the pressure of her little one\ntraveling out of her. Marcy's blissful cries told her what was happening. Both\nresisted the urge to thrust together and risk harming their baby. It crawled\ndeeper, up through the vaginal canal which was pushed wide by the invading ovipositor. At last the cervix was reached. Additional\ntendrils fired forward, anchoring themselves into Marcy's womb. Pulling free from\nthe breeding tube, the connection separated from Abigale's body and pulled up\ninside of the new host.\nThe\nfinishing changes caused their final peak to drift through them like tides in the\nocean. They settled into a pile of weary limbs and deep breathing. Their\nendurance had been drained past any natural extreme and they fell into deep\nslumber. Both had sealed their fate with the seeds they had sown. The clock was\nticking, and their destinies grew inside of them in ways they had yet to\ncontemplate. The final act was about to begin."}