Struggling under the weight of her swelling belly, Sarah trudged towards the front door of the abortion clinic she'd heard so much about. The slimy, squirming fetuses growing rapidly in her womb nearly doubled her original weight.

'How?' she wondered to herself for the thousandth time. 'How could something like this happen in only a month?' Sarah collapsed on the front porch, exhausted, and raised her struggling fist to knock on the door.

At first, Mila did not hear Sarah's knocks over the orgasmic screams of her latest patient. Mila watched as a blonde twelve-year-old, her belly bulging with her teacher's baby, learned to use her perineum worm for the first time. The girl bucked in the abortion chair, her legs pressing against the stirrups, as the tooth-filled tentacle growing from her body shredded and swallowed the innocent child growing inside her, sparing her years of inconvenience and giving her an incredible orgasm.

Mila watched her latest creation dismember the struggling, screaming child in its mother's womb on the monitor of her sonogram machine. In her mind, she could hear the child begging for help, begging for mercy, begging for life. Mila's sexy lips formed a tiny smile as she silently mouthed, "No." Her sexual pleasure came before any pathetic child who lacked the ability to appreciate the same pleasure.

As the girl's screams faded into soft, pleasurable sighs, Mila heard the knocking at her door. Opening it, she found a beautiful woman in her late twenties collapsed on the porch. The woman had dark brown hair, brilliant green eyes, and the biggest pregnant belly Mila had ever seen. The existence of such a pregnancy defied all of Mila's scientific and medical knowledge.

'I wonder what's inside,' Mila thought. 'Whatever it is, I can't wait to snuff it out!' Smiling kindly, she reached down to help the woman up. "I'm Mila, a doctor here. Come in."

"My name is Sarah," the woman whispered tiredly as she took Mila's arm. "Is this the abortion clinic?"

"Yes, and from the looks of things, you really need our services." Mila chuckled as she helped Sarah to her feet. "Don't worry. Soon that heavy burden in your belly will be completely gone."

As Mila led her latest patient into the clinic, they passed the room with the twelve year old girl. She was lying in the abortionist's chair in a post-orgasmic daze, lazily rubbing her blood-covered crotch. The remains of her child littered the floor. As they passed the gruesome scene, Sarah felt a combination of arousal and relief. Arousal for the obvious reasons and relief because she knew she had found a doctor without a conscience. Mila had no reservations about taking pleasure in the murder of children. Even if there were 100 babies in Sarah's womb (It certainly felt that way), Mila would destroy them all and get off while doing it. Sarah tightened her grip on Mila's arm, smiling at her savior.

Mila told Sarah to lie down on a hospital bed while she prepared the sonogram machine. Soon an image of the inside of Sarah's womb appeared on the monitor. What Mila saw stunned and aroused her.

"You must have nearly twenty fetuses inside you!" Mila felt stirrings in her throat, perineum, and rectum. Her deadly tentacles were eager to go to work. "How long have you been pregnant?"

"Only a month or so," Sarah answered.

Mila took a closer look at the monitor. Though the fetuses were very young, they seemed to be very well developed with fully formed heads, limbs, and genitals. She watched as one male fetus seized his sister from behind and thrust his erect cock inside her, doing her doggy style. Mila then noticed that several of the female babies had bulging bellies. One was even in the process of giving birth.

Pointing to the two largest fetuses, one male and one female, Mila told Sarah what she thought had happened. "I think you were originally impregnated with twins, one boy and one girl. For some reason, they developed abnormally fast and are now sexually mature. They've been fucking and making even more fetuses for you to carry. You must have at least three generations in there."

"Those little bastards," Sarah growled.

"Don't worry," said Mila. She pulled down her panties and hiked up her skirt. Tentacles, hungry for baby flesh, emerged from her perineum and rectum. "It'll all be over soon."

Meanwhile, in Sarah's womb

In the beginning, it had just been the First Boy and the First Girl floating together in the watery world of the womb. Every day they heard the sounds of the world outside and learned about it. They first learned about sex when Daddy, or some other man, was lying on top of their Mommy, thrusting something inside her and grunting.

His mother's moans and screams of pleasure stirred something inside the First Boy, something inborn and primal. Without understanding what he was doing, he grabbed his sister's hips and forced his erect penis into her cunt for the first time. The sensations were incredible and soon, the First Girl's belly swelled and released another baby girl.

Soon he had filled Mommy's womb with babies and there wasn't a moment where his crotch wasn't rubbing up against a pussy or ass. It was when his family got really big that he heard his mother using the word "abortion" more and more. He still didn't know what it meant, but it seemed to make his Mommy horny so he was looking forward to it.

The First Boy listened as he heard the familiar sound of something big and long working its way up Mommy's cunt. However, it sounded much bigger than any penis or dildo the First Boy knew about. Finally, a pair of tentacles poked their way into the womb.

'Wow!' the First Boy thought. 'No penis ever made it into the womb before. What are those things?"

Sarah's children paused their ongoing orgy, staring at the intruders in curiosity. That curiosity turned to fear as the tentacles opened their mouths, revealing rows of razor sharp teeth. Before they realized what was happening, one of their sisters was sucked into a tentacle's gaping maw and shredded to death. Her blood billowed out into the womb.

The helpless fetuses struggled uselessly against each other and the walls of their mother's deathtrap womb as the deadly tentacles ate through the crowd. The First Boy watched as his offspring, one by one, were devoured by these monstrous new invaders, silently pleading for their mother's love. Feeling the womb shake, the First Boy knew that his mother was experiencing a climax so great that they could only imagine her pleasure. There was no way she would give that up for them.

But even though he knew that he would share his children's fate, the First Boy couldn't help but be aroused as innocent lives were sacrificed for a slut's moment of pleasure. The thought was so sexy that he grabbed the First Girl, who was struggling to the top of the womb to add a few more pitiful seconds to her existence, and raped her, staring at the slaughter below him and listening to his mother's screams of ecstasy. He hit his climax as one tentacle's maw closed over his struggling sister's neck. She died as her brother came inside her.

The First Boy pulled out of his sister's cunt as the lower half of her body floated into the hungry tentacle's mouth. He closed his eyes, waiting for the tentacles to devour him too. Instead, he felt them wrap gently around his neck and pull him headfirst out of his mother's cunt.

Back in Mila's clinicc

"Yes!" Sarah screamed. "Oh dear God, YES!!!" Her naked, quivering pregnant body thrashed about in the abortionist's chair as Mila's tentacles destroyed the precious, innocent human beings within her. Sarah felt them kicking and struggling inside her womb, giving her pleasure from within and enhancing the waves of orgasms that continuously pulsed through her body.

Mila moaned through a wicked smile as she felt the struggling children, swallowed by her tentacles, slide up through the clitoris-lined walls of her tentacles. She glanced at the monitors, recording the destruction within Sarah's body. The next time Mila and her assistants gathered around the TV for movie night, she knew that this would be their favorite.

As Sarah came down from her high, Mila carefully pulled the original twin boy from her body, alive. Looking up, Sarah asked, "Aren't you going to kill that one too?"

"Not yet. I want to keep it for some tests. Don't worry, you won't be responsible for it in any way."

"Thank you, Mila. Thank you so much." The look on Sarah's face made it incredibly obvious that she had fallen in love with Mila. Mila smiled to herself as she left the room with the baby, letting Sarah rest. Mila had lost track of the number of girls and women who had fallen in love with the woman who saved them from the burden of motherhood.

Taking the baby into another room, Mila laid him down in a bassinet. She fitted a pump over his unusually large dick. The pump was connected by a hose to a special tank. When Mila flipped it on, the pump contracted pleasurably around the baby's cock, eliciting a smile. Almost immediately, the boy released his first huge stream of semen, which was sucked down the hose and into the harvester.

Mila would keep the boy alive until she learned to clone his special seed. All Mila's regular patients preferred to snuff the children in their wombs when it was just about to be born. Mila knew they would love to experience that pleasure more often than just every nine months. Their bellies would swell every week with a doomed child. Mila came on the floor without touching herself as she thought of how many more innocent children would die because of her.