{"sf1_id":723574,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Unintended Intruder - 08","author":"Little Red Wolf","words":2483,"posted_at":"2014-06-28T21:41:00.000Z","tags":["Dream","Human","Humor","No-Yiff","Plot Development","Pregnancy"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/723574-unintended-intruder-08","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/723574","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=723574\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":" From\nacross the sea there were mountains, and high above all things where nests. Among\nthese high places, above cities and clouds, lived majestic monsters. So grand\nwere they, that the whole of the world feared them. So awesome to behold, that\nthey were hunted to the last. But once upon a time, a single clutch survived. Some\nwere smashed, others were hidden, and after a time they faded off into the land\nof dreams. Atop\nmountainous heights, at hallowed hew, Lurked\nmajestic monsters from eggs which grew.Once\nearthen bound, then ranging the sky,Once\nmythic tale, now fabled lie.From\ntimeless places, of ever sleep,Rise\nup from dreaming, your children keep. Abigale\nburst from her slumber and rushed to the bathroom where she began puking\nharshly. The fire in her belly wretched out of her, clenching muscles and\nprojecting bile until at last she settled back on her knees and tried to catch\nher breath.\"Fucking\nmorning sickness,\" she muttered, knowing it was only a matter of time before\nthis whole thing got the better of her. \"Holy baby-bump!\" She shouted as she\nleaned back and looked down at the small bulge in her stomach. There was a bump\nabout the size of a child's head pressing against the inside of her skin.\"Good\nthing I decided to keep you,\" she chuckled as she rubbed her belly. A cooing\nsound was almost audible in her mind. An odd sensation tickled inside of her\nlike a kitten turning a half-dozen times before curling up and then settling.The\nclock said 2pm, and she realized there was not sure how she had gotten into her\nbed. A quick walk-through her apartment confirmed the lack of Terry, but she\ndiscovered a sticky-note attached to a recently rinsed out milk carton: Sorry got hungry.See you at the store! Terry P.S.\nYou're out of milk. A\nsmug smirk stayed on her face as she donned her favorite robe and moved to her\nwindow to peer out at the gray of a storm. She wondered what near and uncertain\nfuture awaited her and this new life. Would he be normal? Would she birth a\nmonster into the world?The\nquestions dragged her away from the window onto the smooth leather cushions of\nher couch, but this did not squelch the movement of her inner muscles. A light\ngasp emitted from her lips like a gentle snowflake, causing her hand to\nsettling upon a hardened nipple. A multitude of gentle twists drew blood to the\nsurface and soon her other hand was breaching the lower folds of her robe. The\neasy rubbing increased her breathing, tightened her muscles, then released a\ntrickle of honey which soaked the back of her robe with a strong smelling\nsweetness.The\ncondition of her body made her bouts of ecstasy worse, but she was so sore that\nshe did not want to engage in any more of this type of activity. I need to lay off the sex for the rest of\nthe day. No sooner had she thought this then her passenger seemed to dig\ninto her with a hard bout of desire which made her curse.\"Un-hand\nme child!\" she gasped as she curled her legs to her chest. \"You've gotten all\nyou want! Can't you just be a good boy for a little while? Just a little\nwhile?\"The\nsensation settled but the sound of her cellphone forced her to stand. A few\npaces later she gripped the chirping device and clicked the green button.\"Yeah?\"\"So\nhow'd it go?\" Marcy's voice asked with eager enthusiasm.\"Oh\n... great!\"\"Well,\nTerry can barely walk,\" Marcy said with a chuckle, \"so I'm guessing it's better\nthan great!\"\"Marcy,\"\nAbigale sighed as she lay back onto her bed, \"I'm really sore and extra\npregnant.\"\"Extra\npregnant?\" Marcy paused to laugh and Abigale braced for whatever joke her\nfriend was preparing for her. \"There aren't that many stages here. I kinda\nfigured it was one of those black or white things. You either are or you aren't!\"\nMarcy began laughing but Abigale could manage only a weak chuckle. \"Dang, girl\n... you really are tired.\"\"Ya,\"\nAbigale sighed. \"It's really working fast. I've got a baby-bump.\"\"Already?\"\"Yeah,\"\nAbigale chuckled as she looked down and began to absently stroke her\nmid-section, \"looks like I'm a few months into it.\"\"Damn,\"\nMarcy giggled. \"Well, do you mind if I borrow Terry? Or do you want to be\nthere?\"\"Uhm\n...\" Abigale paused and thought of whether she wanted to be there or not. A\nslight pain of jealousy seemed to sizzle through her but she could not tell\nwhich one she was more jealous toward. Part of her sizzled at the idea of\nanother woman touching Terry, but she also wanted to kick Terry's ass when she\nthought of him impregnating her old friend and new lover. \"Maybe I should be\nthere, Marcy. I might never get another chance like this one.\"\"Too\ntrue,\" Marcy told her. \"Threesomes are a very rare event, in real life.\" A\ndramatic sigh released from her lips which concerned Abigale.\"What's\nwrong?\"\"I\nhate to say it, Abbs, but I'm not really looking forward to this.\"\"But,\"\nshe blinked in confusion, \"I thought you liked the idea!\"\"Of\nbeing a mom,\" Marcy told her, \"and being with you ... but ...\"\"It's\nalright,\" Abigale told her in a soothing tone. \"Everything will be alright.\"\"I\nknow ... it's not that,\" Marcy told her and then she took a deep breath. \"I'm\njust not too keen on the idea of letting a man into me like this. I mean,\nTerry's so pretty even I think he's cute ... but I mean ... you know I'm a lesbian,\nright?\"\"Oh,\"\nAbigale started, biting her lip at how she had somehow forgotten that detail. \"Yeah,\nI know.\"\"I\ndon't mean Bi, Abbs,\" Marcy added emphatically. \"I mean gay! True gay! I don't\nlike men at all!\"\"So\n... you really need me to be there,\" Abigale realized out loud.\"You're\ndamn right I need you there!\" her lover spat. \"This isn't just a passing phase\nfor me. I want to feel you pressed against me when I'm getting all spermed up. Otherwise\n...\"\"Alright,\nLove, alright!\" Abigale giggled and then realized the word which had just\nslipped from her mouth. A small smile returned to her face as she listened to\nthe silence on the other end of the line. With that said, she decided to test\nout another line. \"I love you, Marcy.\" It felt right ... it felt very right.\"I\nlove you too, Abbs,\" Marcy finally managed to say, the sound of a sniff\nstrained her voice as she obviously tried not to cry. \"Oh ... I love you so much\n... I ... I'll see ya tonight!\"Then\nthe line went dead. ***** *DING*\n\"Hey, Rachel.\"\"Hey, Terry.\"\"How you been?\"\"Great! I ... oh ... my God!\"\"I know,\" Terry said after he took a dramatic sigh, \"I look like I've\nbeen mauled by a grizzly.\"\"What happened?\"\"A wild woman and a passionate night,\" he told her with a grin. Rachel's\nlook of excitable horror turned into a lustful grin which she took with her\ninto the video isle. The fish mirror in the corner told him she was touching\nherself quietly, causing his ego to swell.He never understood what it was about a man becoming sexier, to\nwomen, when he was freshly laid. He guessed it had something to do with the\nrelease of pheromones, but he had also been told that women only thought a man\nwas worthy if he had the approval of another woman. As soon as the man was cast\naside, he was only a man once more ... and within a matter of days he lost that\nspecial something was lost.*DING*\n\"Hey, Boss.\"\"Hey, Terry.\"\"How's your night?\"\"Great ...\" Marcy began to answer him but then she stopped and a\nwild grin began to form.\"I know ... I know ...\" he told her dramatically, \"I look like I've\nbeen mauled by a grizzly.\"\"Damn, boy,\" Marcy commented with a laugh, \"she cougared you\ngood.\"\"Yeah ... she did.\" Terry's grin was multi-level. He knew Marcy\nwanted Abigale in the worst way. It was something she had lamented on when it\nwas only the two of them. Now, a twinge of guilt rippled through him until\nMarcy stepped into his personal space and began to examine his wounds. \"Uhm ...\"\"Dang, even her teeth marks are sexy,\" she muttered almost to\nherself.\"Yeah ...\"\"I want some,\" she whined and then let her lips form into a pout.\"Should I call you next time?\" Terry chuckled. \"Maybe you could join\nus.\"\"Awe ... would you?\" Marcy asked in a dramatic tone. \"I promise to\nkeep my cheering to a dull roar. I can't promise not to critique, though.\"\"That would be awesome,\" Terry managed to say as he laughed. \"I\ndon't think Abby's into voyeurism, though.\"\"You should ask her,\" Marcy told him with a sly look in her eyes\nthat knew things he did not. \"She's been liberating herself a lot lately and\nmight be into more than you think.\" ***** A few days later, Terry took Abigale on a date. A real\ndate. Dinner at a restaurant, a movie at the theater, and a goodnight kiss\nwhich left him with a set of blue-balls which he furiously expelled with the\nhelp of a video he'd bought at work. As he lay exhausted in bed, he began to\nthink about Abigale. Something had changed. She was always attractive, but she\nhad never dressed for it before. Then one day she suddenly began to look\nyounger, healthier, and then she came onto him like a whirling tornado. Part of\nhim figured it had something to do with a mid-life crisis of sorts ... but she\nwas so amazing.Terry had heard stories of younger men and older women. He'd\nscoffed at such tales, knowing it was only right when the man was older, but\nhis tune had changed. This older woman was smart, sexy, and she knew things. Abigale\nwas not some inexperienced ditz who was slightly afraid of his penis. This was\na woman ... who knew what she wanted and was able to rock his world.Now I know why\nthey're called cougars.\nHis body felt like Rome after being sacked by the Vandals. Every\nache and bruise was a badge of honor. Something to show off and brag about ... but\nhe had not done so. He stood proudly in public, feeling the eyes of the women\non his skin, each one wondering what kind of wrathful goddess had ravaged his\nsoul. It was intoxicating.The Final Fantasy\nvictory tune played from his nightstand and he snatched it up before the second\npart of the tune began.*Beep*\"Hello?\"\"Hi, handsome.\"\"H-hi, Abby.\"\"Are you free tomorrow?\"\"I ... yeah,\" he stammered then he added, \"I'm always free for you!\"\"Do you think you'll be healed up by then?\" Abigale asked him in a\ntone that let Rome know that the Vandals had been spotted once more. \"I've been\nthinking about the other night ... and I'd like to phone a friend.\"\"Uhm ... kay,\" Oh shit ... the\nVandals are inviting Attila along for this round of plundering!\n\"Do you like toys?\" she continued. \"I've got a few and I was\nthinking we could use-\"\"Abby,\" Terry interrupted, \"why are we going out?\"\"What?\"\"Why are you into me?\" he repeated. There was silence on the other\nside of the line, so he took a deep breath and continued. \"You're almost twice\nmy age ... I can't be that interesting. Am I just a piece of meat to you?\" It had\nall come out a lot harsher than he'd meant it too, but it was out there and now\nhe had to live with whatever the consequences might be. The sound of his own\nbreathing unnerved him as he anticipated the sudden termination of the call ... and\nthe relationship. But it did not come. As the moments dragged on, he dared\nbreak the silence. \"Abby?\"\"I'm here,\" she said quietly.\"I'm sorry,\" he spoke softly but did not falter. \"Can I please\nhave an answer?\"\"Terry,\" she began but then stopped.\"I like you, Abby,\" he said when she hesitated. \"I like you a lot.\nThat first night we were together was ... wow ... and I really liked our date ... but\nI ... well ... I guess I just can't believe we're going out.\"\"I know,\" her voice admitted without the courage he had been\nhearing from her over the past week. \"I'm scared too.\" It was the voice of the\nold Abby. The one which was intimidated by the world and had not been laid in a\ndecade. \"Terry ... you're sexy ... really sexy ... and I like you a lot. I don't know\nif this is a long term thing ... but I like it. I like you. Please ... can we keep going\nout? I love the feeling of you inside of me ... I ...\"\"It's alright,\" Terry said as he felt the blood rush to both\nheads. \"I really like ... I'm really having a great time with you. Both in and\nout of ... you.\"Abigale's laughter burst through the phone and he could not help\nbut join her.\"I never thought I'd be doing this with you,\" she admitted once\nthe noise had died down.\"I know,\" he agreed, \"it's scary.\"\"Yeah,\" her voice said but then a familiar silence hung on the\nline.\"What are you thinking about?\" he suddenly asked.\"Uhm ...\" her voice quivered in a way he thought was adorable.\"Is it dirty?\"\"Y-yeah,\" she admitted.\"Care to share?\"\"Uhm ... well ... Marcy kinda ... uhm ...\"\"Oh, God ... did she ask you about the voyeurism thing?\" Her giggle\nanswered his question. \"Oh, God.\"\"I know. Right?\"\"We should be used to that sort of thing from her,\" Terry lamented\nwith a smile.\"I know,\" Abigale agreed, \"but I wasn't expecting it to sound so ...\nhot.\"\"Hot?\"\"Yeah,\" her voice gained a dreamy quality which reignited his\nwood. \"I kinda like the idea of her watching ... from some closet or window ledge\n... desperately fingering herself as she watches what she wants but can't really\nhave.\" A silence hung on the line as Terry slowly let out his breath. \"Kinda\nhot, huh?\"\"It wasn't until you said it,\" he admitted with a nervous laugh.\"Well?\"\"Well what?\"\"Should I say yes?\"\"Uh ...\" Terry searched for words, but they failed as his brain,\nstomach, and balls all seemed to scream different answers at once. There were\nwords in all of that noise but he felt like a sword-master who had just suddenly\ndrawn his blade and then accidentally dropped it onto the ground.\"Please?\" Abigale asked and he felt his will crumble.\"If it's what you want,\" Terry heard himself saying. \"If you're\ncomfortable with it.\"\"Yeah ... I think so,\" she giggled again. \"Wow ... this is so much\nfun! Alright, I'll let her know!\"\"Better call her on the phone,\" Terry warned as his brain began to\nwrestle words back into his throat. \"Her libido might accidentally maul you if\nyou say it in person.\"\"Yeah,\" she laughed, \"it might be messy.\""}