Author: Sailbad
Title: Ovi-Sister 
Part: 1 of 1
Universe: The Bearers
Summary: A companion story to Ovi-Surrogate, Shelly finds she is not 
alone in her service to the strange, alien forest dwellers. She 
witnesses another young woman providing for their reproductive needs. 
Keywords: mc, ScFi, horror, Zoo, non-anthro, lght, beast, preg, voy


Ovi-Sister
By Sailbad@storiesonline.org
 

Shelley was low on supplies.  She needed to go down to the village to 
collect her mail and pick up some essentials.  It was not too often 
that she left her cabin here on the outskirts of the Brazilian 
savannah.  She had lost all faith in humanity after her bitter 
divorce and now thrived on independence and trusted only her 
seclusion.  None the less, she had needs and they necessitated a 
periodic trip to the village on the river.  The local people 
scattered sparsely about the area had a deep, superstitious fear and 
respect for her so she really was not too afraid to move about the 
region alone.  Shelley was a Bearer.

She always tucked her hair up under an old straw hat and then donned 
an old tattered shirt and a beat-up pair of canvas trousers.  It made 
her look like a little old man from a distance, no need to attract 
undue attention to herself, a lone female, superstitions or not.  It 
was a day’s round trip journey so she started out early.  She dragged 
her rickety two-wheeled cart from the underbrush and trudged up the 
path to the road.  It was a fair day and she lost herself in her 
thoughts as she walked.

It was about an hour into her walk when Shelley crossed the path that 
led down to the old woman’s house.  The old woman lived with her 
young granddaughter in a shack a short distance from the main road to 
the village.  Shelley always stopped to check on them when she passed 
to see if they needed anything.  She pushed her cart into the bushes 
and started down the path to the old woman’s house.  

About three-quarters of the way to the shack Shelley came to 
something hung on a bush beside the path.  It was a dress.  Shelley 
recognized it as one the young girl wore.  It was draped over the 
bush as if put there deliberately.  Shelley assumed it was hung there 
to dry and went on to the house.

Shelley called out when she came in sight of the shack but nothing 
stirred.  She walked up to the porch and found the door open.  She 
called again but got no response.  She stepped up onto the porch and 
peered into the doorway.  She could faintly hear what sounded like a 
rapid muttering.  She stood at the door trying to adjust her eyes to 
the light and then she saw her. 

The old woman was kneeling on the floor in the corner of the room, 
rocking back and forth, clutching her rosary beads and hastily 
uttering her Hail Marys.  She was obviously very upset about 
something.  Shelley stepped slowly into the room and approached her.  
Seeing Shelley the woman frantically crawled toward her and reached 
out to her.  Shelley knelt in front of the woman, braced her 
shoulders and tried to understand what was wrong.  Shelley did not 
speak much Portuguese but she could make out ‘forest’ and ‘demons’.  
Shelley asked, ‘Maria?’ trying to find out about the woman’s 
granddaughter and the woman just broke down crying and talking more 
about demons but Shelley finally picked out the term ‘Bearer’.  The 
girl was a Bearer!  She’d been called for her union!

Shelley hugged the poor woman and rose to her feet.  She moved toward 
the door and the woman clung to her legs, urgently trying to keep 
Shelley from going outside saying ’no’ and ‘demons’.  Shelley braced 
the woman’s shoulders again and pulled herself away, leaving the 
woman wailing on the floor.  

Stepping into the open, Shelley looked out into the forest.  The 
creatures were out there someplace implanting the girl.  She knew she 
had nothing to fear from them if she respected their seclusion.  She 
knew what the girl would be experiencing, rapture like human sex 
could never be.  She just smiled to herself and proceeded back up the 
path toward the road.

She reached the point where she found the dress draped over the bush 
and then something suddenly hit her.  Arousal.  Shelley was 
overwhelmed with a mysterious urge that was luring her.  She stopped 
and sniffed the air around her.  It was coming from the right.  She 
realized what it was almost immediately.  It was the pheromones they 
used to summon her into the forest for a mating encounter.  ‘They’, 
of course, were the strange alien creatures of the forest, those 
unearthly, octopus-like beings unknown to the civilized world that 
inhabited these forests.  Creatures that maintained a bestial, 
symbiotic relationship with local human females, the Bearers, to mate 
and produce their young.  The same creatures that once a month lured 
Shelley into the forest to implant an ovum in her uterus and then 
impregnate her.

Without thinking she plunged into the undergrowth, seeking out that 
irresistible call and the familiar delight waiting at the source.  
Shelley started unbuttoning her blouse and pulling it over her 
shoulders almost giddy with anticipation.  She paused to reacquire 
the scent and then resumed her search.  The only apprehension in her 
was how she would be received.  These may not be her mating pair and 
that it wasn’t her time of the month.  Shelley didn’t care; the pull 
was too strong.  She started to unfasten her trousers for she sensed 
she was close now.  

Suddenly she heard a loud gasp followed by a lilting, young voice 
uttering words she could not understand.  Shelley quietly turned 
toward the sound and slowly crept around a bush.  There, in a 
clearing a few feet away was the girl, her naked skin glowed in the 
dim forest light.  She was already lying on her back with her legs 
spread and her knees up.  Shelley froze.  This was not her ritual, it 
was not her time, and she must not intrude.  Interference at this 
point would not only disturb their reproductive rites, but she could 
also endanger herself.  She knew the creatures were very strong and 
there was no telling what they might do to an interloper.

Shelley melted back into the shadows.  As afraid as she was of being 
detected, she was still drawn to the strong scent of the pheromones 
the creatures were exuding to lure and subdue the girl now in their 
possession.  Resolved to stay back, Shelley took up a good vantage 
position and used this opportunity to witness the ritual from a fresh 
perspective.  Shelley stood toward where the girl’s feet were pointed 
and slightly to one side.  The creatures must have just arrived 
because the procedure was just beginning.  Two of the creatures were 
positioned at the girl’s side, even with her chest and two more were 
between the girl’s feet.  In the dim light she could make out the 
shapes of the creatures.  They were roughly shaped like octopuses 
with a body about a third of a meter in diameter, six snake-like 
tentacles and a smaller, special function appendage at the back of 
their bodies.  They had large black eyes mounted on the top front of 
their bodies and a smooth, clammy, leathery skin.  She could tell the 
males from the females by their seventh, ‘stinger’ tendril.  The 
female’s was larger and housed her ovum depositor and the male’s was 
narrower and more deft.  

The two creatures between the girl’s legs were the mating pair while 
the two at the girl’s sides, the guardians, were there to restrain 
her during the process.  Both of these creatures were males and they 
were just laying hold of the girl.  They anchored themselves to 
nearby growth with their strong tentacles and wound a tendril each 
around the girl’s wrists and just above her knees.  They didn’t draw 
her tight, she had plenty of slack to move her arms and legs, she was 
bound just to control any violent thrashing.  The female creature 
approached the girl’s crotch, its tendrils slithered and rolled over 
the ground to propel her up to the girl’s pelvis, which the female 
heaved herself upon and settled.  The girl lifted her head to watch 
as the female lay herself squarely just above the pubic patch.  The 
female’s middle tentacles crept around the waist of the girl and the 
hind-most tentacles wrapped around her upper thighs.  The stinger 
that was arched over the female’s body curled the other way and 
arched downward to the girl’s sex.  As the stinger came in contact 
with her vulva it started to secrete a thick fluid from the tip.  The 
girl dropped her head and rolled it from side to side as the 
tendril’s tip pushed into her thick, wild, curly mat of pubic hair 
and started to smear it slowly up and down the slit of her labia.  
Her young, pert breasts danced and jiggled in unison on her chest as 
she moved, her nipples and areolas hardened to sharp points.

Shelley slowly let go of her pants, which fell around her ankles and 
pushed her hands down into the front of her panties almost 
subconsciously.  She knew the delights that were in store for the 
girl and she was living vicariously through her as she watched.  Two 
of her middle fingers of one hand slipped into her vagina as two 
other fingers on her other hand surrounded her clitoral hood and 
ground slow circles.  She heard the girl cry ‘Ai.  Ai, sin. Ai, min.’ 
and then the heavy chemical potion of pheromones released with the 
creature’s secretions hit her.  A sudden wave of ecstasy swept over 
her as the scent triggered a surprise orgasm.  The suddenness robbed 
Shelley of her strength and she fell to her knees. 

The stinger continued its work.  It had made a patch of wet, matted 
hair as it slid slowly up and down.  Lips at the end of the stinger 
opened and a pink, finger-like probe emerged and started licking 
around in the dense pubic tangle as it sought out the girl’s labial 
slit.  Finding it, the pink inner tendril curled back and forth 
between the labia, parting them and pushing the thick hair out of the 
way.  Once the girl’s sex was satisfactorily opened and exposed, the 
finger surged down, hooked into the vagina and then twisted in a 
circular motion around the opening.  The girl gasped as she was 
entered and arched her hips upward.  The stinger centered over the 
speared sex and its lips stretched open in front of the afflicted 
girl’s vagina and then mounted the vulva.  A slight gurgle became 
audible as the implanted tendril charged and plundered the girls’ 
captured inner reaches, working its tantalizing magic in a way 
Shelley knew only too well. 

Shelley watched the female’s stinger gyrating in all directions as it 
plied the entrenched ovum-depositing tendril within the girl.  She 
could see the lips of the obscene organ clamp and clutch greedily 
over the black haired vulva like a hungry mouth sucking at a breast.  
Copious amounts of the creature’s lubricating fluid oozed out from 
between the enmeshed organs and drooled over the girl’s butt and onto 
the mossy ground.  

Shelley’s panties were becoming a nuisance to her and they had to go.  
She pushed them to her knees and then rocked from side to side to get 
them past her knees before shoving them to her ankles.  She fell back 
onto her haunches spreading her knees wide before plunging her 
fingers back between her swollen, pouting labia.  She tried to push 
her fingers as deep as possible into her vagina to duplicate the 
sensations she knew the girl would be feeling.  She inhaled deeply 
trying to gather as much of the narcotic aroma as possible as she 
twiddled her clitoris faster.  She wanted to join with the pair 
before her and share in the rapture and the mystic ritual. 

The girl started issuing long protracted gasps and the female’s 
stinger froze in a rigid arch.  Shelley knew that the female’s tube-
like tendril was now fully lodged in the girl and was pressed firmly 
against her uterus.  The girl took a deep breath and held it, which 
Shelley understood immediately to be the implantation.  Sufficiently 
prepared, the girl was having the creature’s egg slowly pushed into 
her womb.  Shelley herself became still in empathy for this crucial 
moment.  

The girl let out a steady, soft moan signaling that the female’s tiny 
inner tendril was delving up into her cervix to ensure proper 
placement of the egg.  Obviously assured that everything was as it 
should be, the stinger began twisting and bending around between the 
girl’s thighs and more fluid spilled out over her crotch.  The female 
was preparing the girl for the male’s mount.  The girl uttered a sigh 
as the tendril slowly withdrew from her vagina.  Shelley could see a 
bulge moving up the underside of the stinger as the tendril was 
extracted.  With a wet plop the stinger pulled free of the ravaged 
mons and then started dobbing the girl’s entire pubic area, 
slathering gooey doses of the fluid over the girl’s thick, dark hair, 
making the perfect environment for the male to apply himself to the 
ripened surrogate.  The female uncoiled her young captive and lifted 
herself on her tentacles above the girl’s messy pubis, her stinger 
still smearing and rubbing the matted locks.  She stepped over the 
girl, arched her stinger tendril under her body and then slithered 
off into the bushes.

The atmosphere was now saturated with the heady pheromones and before 
Shelley could even coordinate her efforts, a tremendous climax seized 
her and wracked her body in convulsions.  Every muscle in Shelley’s 
body tensed as she responded to the signals triggered in her brain.  
Shelley gratefully accepted nature’s reward for reproductive 
receptivity as every nerve she possessed was treated to its absolute 
full capacity of pleasure.  The orgasm hammered on her, like some 
tremendous leach it sucked the strength from her.  Shelley felt like 
she had swam twenty miles and thrust herself on some soft warm beach 
with the last ounce of energy she had.  She fell forward and 
collapsed balled up in a heap on the ground.  Her head still turned 
to the scene in the clearing.    

The two attending creatures had brought the helpless girl into 
position for the male to inseminate.  They had pulled her knees up 
toward her chest so that her anus was now away from the ground and 
her vagina pointed skyward.  Her brown labia puffed outward amidst 
her wet pubic tangle in an open invitation.  The male was about to 
mount her.  His leading tentacles lay over the girl’s crotch and 
crossed under her back.  He lifted himself on his hind tentacles as 
centre tentacles hooked over her thighs. He pulled himself up onto 
her and began to bend himself to mold to her exposed crotch.  Once in 
position he wasted no time in binding himself to her with his rope-
like tendrils encircling her hips and thighs.  She was his now.  His 
tail tendril coiled and twisted beneath him between her butt cheeks, 
spreading the slick wetness from her matted pubes, lubricating its 
entire length.  It was groping for her anus, looking for the hole 
through which he could plant his tail to anchor himself to her for 
his rigorous insemination enterprise.  The tip whipped up and down 
her crack searching for her puckered anal cavity.  He found it and 
the tip slithered over the accumulated fluid and then began to worm 
its way in.  The girl squealed as the tip entered her.  The remainder 
of the tail aligned itself in a straight arch and slid into her in a 
gradual movement.  Shelley knew from experience that it was coiling 
inside her rectum and using the tight ring of her anus as leverage to 
pull itself in.  The girl squealed louder as the tail thickness 
successively increased.  The thickness grew closer toward the base 
until it became narrower right at the base.  The tail disappeared 
into the girl’s butt right up to its thickest part and then it sank 
into her in a rush that the girl audibly hailed.  The tail was 
massing itself just inside her rectum to make a secure plug that held 
him in place.  

Thus secured, he began to undulate and heave his body against her to 
maneuver himself into the right position to implant his other 
tendrils.  Their bodies plopped and smacked amidst their slimy bond.  
Shelley admired the secure embrace their bodies made.  This lump-like 
being was fastened to this tender, lithe young girl’s crotch so 
steadfastly that she could have easily risen and walked about while 
he passed his seed to her.  Vines didn’t cling to trees as 
implacably, impregnation was so obviously his goal and he would not 
relinquish her until he had accomplished it.  Shelley wondered if any 
creature in nature were so well suited to cling to a woman’s sex as 
this and what a mystery procreation was.  If not for the differences 
in color, they could almost be mistaken for the same being.  

The girl excitedly exclaimed a long utterance too fast and intricate 
for Shelley to decipher.  Knowing the procedure intimately, Shelley 
surmised he was working his tiny tendril up the girl’s urethra to 
plant in there the nutrient that his young would need before 
delivery.  It was an indescribable sensation.  Shelley only very 
slowly became accustomed to it herself.  Once used to it, Shelley 
relished it.  She liked the narrow filament gently entering her and 
reaching into her bladder, she liked the feeling as he drank from her 
bladder, she liked the feeling of him filling her with the nursing 
fluid, but what she liked most was the gentle tugging the small 
tendril made against her as the male drove his member into her 
vagina.  Just recalling these sensations stirred fresh longings in 
her.  She raised herself up onto her knees but kept her head resting 
on the ground.  Her arms were still beneath her from when she 
collapsed and she lifted her hands in search of her sex.  Plunging 
two fingers back into her abandoned vagina, welcoming the deep 
presence, she watched the impregnation of the young surrogate before 
her.

The girl was still now, her eyes closed, her head thrown back and her 
lips drawn into a broad smile of delight.  He was entering her; there 
was no mistaking it.  As Shelley made long deep strokes she knew he 
was extending his magnificently articulate penis from his body into 
the girl’s.  Shelley could almost feel it herself, that talented 
appendage that so completely filled her feminine cavity and moved 
itself in so many delightful ways, stimulating her like no human 
penis could until it literally pumped its huge ejaculate directly 
into her womb.  She could hear the gurgling noise as the penile 
implant delved and groped within.  The girl began to moan 
rhythmically in response to the gentle ministrations she was being 
treated to deep beneath their entwined bodies.  Shelley so much 
wished she were part of this, that she were there having that 
wonderful organ charming her from within, or at least to hold the 
girl in her arms as she enjoyed his sex.

Almost completely soundless, a mass suddenly obscured Shelley’s view 
and before she could reason what it was a tentacle encircled her neck 
while another wrapped around her body just below her chest, pinning 
her arms to her body.  The tentacle around her throat drew tight 
seizing her breath and fear quickly replaced her lust.  The blood 
flow from her head backed up and she could feel her pulse beat 
heavily in her lips and everything started to get dark.  This would 
be her end, she thought.  She had chanced an intrusion for 
curiosity’s sake and now she would pay the cost.  She felt the 
creature’s tendrils travelling over her body.  They groped around her 
upturned rump and then ventured between her thighs.  Suddenly the 
tentacle around her throat released her.  As the blood drained from 
her head her vision returned and she could see the rounded mass of 
the creature at her side.  It was a male and not quite as large as 
the others.  His attention was now focused on Shelley’s sex.  His 
body glided along the ground and over her calf as he moved behind 
her.  His tentacles slithered in a coordinated effort about her 
crotch, they crowded between her thighs as the tips prodded and 
swiped over her puffy labia.  Shelley pulled her hands away and 
spread her knees wide not wishing to be resistant to the creature’s 
attentions in any way.

The creature climbed up her thigh and rested itself on her butt.  
Shelley’s mind raced; did he suddenly identify her as a Bearer?  Was 
he stayed by curiosity?  Did he sense her state of arousal and deem 
her harmless?  And then her reawakened lust asked, ‘Was he going to 
have sex with me?’  She raised herself up on her hands.  The creature 
was faced toward her rear and as his hind-most tendrils circled her 
hips he began to ease upside down over her backside toward her pubis.  
Shelley felt his small inner tendril, the one it used to penetrate 
urethras, dart between her labia.  One particular thrust found her 
vagina and it swirled around in her.  Shelley wondered if he was 
discerning her menstrual state or just her arousal.  His body slowly 
crept around her crotch, his tendrils reaching over her hips and 
thighs for support.  He hung between Shelley’s thighs, directly under 
her sex.  She felt his stinger start to slither and curl around her 
anus and she knew he was mounting her for intercourse.

Shelley felt relieved not only for her life but also for her desire.  
This was just what she had been longing for.  The tip of his tail 
tried to push its way into her sphincter but met resistance.  The 
tail then swept between their bodies where it collected some kind of 
secretion from somewhere on his body and then it returned to her 
sphincter to try again.  It slipped in, found purchase within her 
tight ring and then pulled itself in.  Shelley tried to relax as she 
felt his ever increasing girth gain her rectum.  Just as it was 
getting painful, it reached the lump close to its base, which 
squeezed in abruptly.  He had securely planted his anchor and Shelley 
closed her eyes in anticipation of coital bliss.  She could feel his 
penis emerging against her vulva but he was not aligned with her 
vagina.  She wanted to feel him in her so much and she was tempted to 
reach in and help him as his supple organ began to grope blindly for 
her sexual orifice.  After several trips sliding up and down between 
her labia he found her eager opening and with a slight adjustment of 
his position he took her prize.  

Shelley almost screamed out in joy as she felt the talented organ 
penetrate her.  He surged inward a little bit at a time, pausing as 
the tip felt around her depths before advancing again.  He plunged 
deeper and deeper, finally crowding up against the end of her vagina.  
With nowhere else to go, the tip groped every corner of her most 
private recesses.  Her mind was reeling at his deft touch and broad 
capabilities.

Shelley could hear the moans of the young girl before her rising up 
in pitch and volume.  She opened her eyes to see the girl tossing her 
head from side to side as the bulge between her legs heaved and 
pulsated.  The rounded lump clamped to the girl’s crotch swelled 
outward and then his whole body froze.  The girl’s hips ground and 
twisted frantically and Shelly could hear a sporadic, muffled gurgle 
that sounded the male’s ejaculation.  The girl’s body quaked and she 
strained and pulled at the tendrils that bound her as her orgasm 
burst up to meet his.  Shelley knew he was pouring a tremendous 
seminal flow deep into her, gushing and squirting it directly into 
her uterus.  Exactly what Shelley would be getting very soon. 

She closed her eyes again and concentrated on her own encounter.  The 
delving implant inside her had thoroughly explored its new 
environment and was now feeling about her cervix, finding its size, 
shape, and position.  The tip of his penis opened up to engulf her 
cervix in a procreative kiss.  Once fixed to its target, the whole 
organ began to swell outward to securely occupy all affordable slack 
in Shelley’s vagina.  She was absolutely stuffed full of penis and 
she thrilled at the knowledge that the best was yet to come.  
Starting at the base, the organ began to throb and pulsate without 
sliding in or out.  It undulated within her like a big wave that 
moved up and down her distended canal.  Shelley was ecstatic.  This 
was the part she loved the most.

Suddenly she felt more tentacles moving lightly around her thighs.  
Dropping her head and opening her eyes she could see another creature 
approaching her from behind.  It was one of the guardians that were 
restraining the girl.  His tentacles glided over her and the other 
male, closely examining their bond.  It too climbed up Shelley’s 
thigh and rested upon her butt.  In an agitated state its hind 
tentacles probed over the other male’s entrenched tail and as much of 
her as they could reach.  Shelley was worried he might try to break 
up the union when she felt him wrap tentacles around her waist and 
then lower himself tail first down her butt.  His other tendrils 
embraced her thighs and the other male, seeking out any grip they 
could find.  Shelley then felt his wet penis emerge and then press 
into what gap there was between her and the engaged male.  In an 
obviously high state of arousal, his penis probed futilely around the 
other male’s penis desperately trying to find access.  With no chance 
of entry he made best use of what opportunity presented him.  His 
tender appendage reached into the gap between her and the male who 
was presently servicing her.  His slick, soft organ extended further.  
It slithered through her pubic hair and to her skin beyond.  
Apparently satisfied with this, she felt his organ swell and start 
its undulations.  Unbound by the confines of a vagina it twisted from 
side to side against her pubic mound, tangling itself in her hairs 
while its lip-like tip mouthed around below her navel in a vain 
search for a cervix to clasp.  The bodies and organs of the trio made 
a lewd chorus of plops, slurps and smacks in the otherwise still 
setting.  

Shelley delighted to be the centre of so much sexual desire.  Two sex 
crazed alien beings now clung to her crotch and frantically plied 
their penises to her sex in a headlong rush for relief.  Her own 
climax was rapidly advancing upon her and she focused herself on the 
two organs working against her.  She tensed herself in anticipation 
of the orgasm building in her.  The billowing and surging member 
lodged in her vagina pleasured her to the brink; the slightest 
sensation would push her over.  The male hanging below her was about 
to deliver that sensation.  He had worked himself to the pinnacle of 
his own limits.  With a firm throb at the point of his deepest extent 
in her, his body got rigid and then he issued.  A gush of his thick 
seed pulsed through his implanted tube and directly into Shelley’s 
uterus.  Another followed and then another.  Shelley felt the 
swelling as the flow filled her womb.  The creature’s inseminating 
tendril lost its grip on her cervix and still he continued to pump it 
into her, spewing wildly out of control.  It put Shelley over the top 
as a mighty climax tore through her core.  Wave after wave of sublime 
joy assaulted her body.  It was all she could do to keep from 
collapsing to the ground again.  The tremendous deposit pouring into 
her overflowed her congested vagina and drained past the creature’s 
rooted penis, spilled over his sides and ran down her thighs.  

As Shelley was relishing her afterglow she felt the creature’s penis 
shrink and start to retract, he pulled his stinger from her anus but 
he could not withdraw.  He was still caught within the grasp of the 
other male whose tendrils encased them both.  The other male was 
quickly reaching his crisis as she could feel the undulations of his 
bloated member reaching an extreme pace.  Then it happened, she felt 
the first gush blast toward her navel.  The second came and a torrent 
spilled out between the intertwined tentacles and splattered on the 
ground.  More and more spewed forth until he too was spent and hung 
exhausted from Shelley’s sopping torso.  Slowly they both uncoiled 
their tendrils and gently lowered themselves to the ground.  Shelley 
watched them as their wet, shining bodies parted from hers, thick 
globs and strings of their semen dripped from her used body.  

All the area was peace as they slithered into the bushes.  Then 
another tentacle wrapped around her leg.  The other guardian came 
forward to take his turn.  She did not know what was compelling them 
whether they were effected by the pheromones, if they were attracted 
to something she herself exuded, or if they were just opportunists.  
Shelley felt too tired to bring on another orgasm herself but she was 
perfectly capable and willing to help him to his.  He pulled himself 
on to her butt the way that the first male had and then slid himself 
under her in the same manner.  This male was bigger and she had to 
push her knees further apart to accommodate him.  He found her in a 
perfect state of readiness as her entire groin was slathered in 
viscous fluid.  His tentacles slowly enveloped her, finding the most 
comfortable grip for himself.  His fore most limbs crossed behind 
Shelley’s back and hooked over her shoulders, his hind most limbs 
looped over her butt and rested on her spine.  

Her rectum was lubricated and waiting for his access.  He made an 
easy entry into her anus and slid his anchoring tendril in her up to 
the hilt.  He knotted the tail firmly inside her.  Unlike the small 
creature that had taken her earlier, he slowly worked his small front 
tendril into her urethra.  Shelley thought that he must realize there 
was to be no impregnation and no need to place nutrient in her for 
his offspring, he was using it for leverage.  Once set Shelley felt 
his penis poking into her ravaged labia and search for her entrance.  
He found it and entered her slowly, displacing his fellow’s dregs as 
he advanced.  She appreciated his easy pace and vowed to give him an 
enjoyable union.  He was plying his way into her and reaching for her 
womb when Shelly raised her head and saw two feet standing before 
her.  

It was the girl, Maria.  Maria knelt before her and Shelley looked up 
to see a young face smiling warmly at her.  The girl’s arms 
surrounded Shelley’s head and shoulders and pulled her close to 
embrace.  Shelley rested her cheek against Maria’s breast and wrapped 
an arm around her to return the embrace.  As the male’s penis found 
her depths and coupled with her cervix, Shelley felt a glow of warmth 
and tenderness fill her for the first time in over a year.  The 
tendril within her was swelling to establish itself within her vagina 
and then the pheromones from Maria’s wet pubes wafted up into 
Shelley’s head.  The effect was immediate as her libido suddenly 
inflated to full strength.

The penile tendril planted deep within her began its secluded dance.  
Swells and bulges rose, rolled and faded through the entire length of 
the talented organ as every tendril the creature had inserted in or 
wrapped around Shelley began to tug and heave his small body against 
hers.  She absorbed the richly orchestrated sensations as her revived 
but weak body built up the momentum that would send her crashing into 
another orgasm.  She started rocking slowly in time to his tugging 
while a light plopping noise of his underside against her crotch 
punctuated his effort.  His undulations within her restricted canal 
were driving her to a fit of release; it wouldn’t be much longer for 
her.  She inhaled again deeply and with the fresh narcotic rush she 
was delivered.  She wailed out loud as convulsions from another 
mighty climax pounded her weary frame.  Maria held on to her and 
kissed her head until her alarm had subsided.  

The creature continued his assault unabated.  His own build up 
continued at its slow, determined pace.  Shelley courageously 
maintained her position though it was taking every last bit of energy 
she still had.  Her thighs quivered under the strain and she clung to 
Maria to help hold her up.  A gurgling noise from inside of her and a 
now very audible smacking sound indicated the male was about to 
ejaculate.  With one final surge, his body froze and then the great 
deluge of his sperm was released inside Shelley.  It squirted from 
his tightly docked organ directly into her womb, mixing with the pool 
already there.  Then another gush passed from him into her, inflating 
her uterus.  A third mighty flow sprayed out of the loosened grasp 
his organ had on her cervix.  Squirt after squirt followed, spitting 
his semen into the back of her vagina until at last his full measure 
was deposited.  

All three beings were still and silent.  The creature was the first 
to move.  He uncoiled his stinger inside Shelley’s rectum and pulled 
it out in a steady movement.  The tendril in her urethra came next 
and lastly he pulled his penile organ from her by loosening his 
tentacles and gently dropping away from her.  His organ detached with 
a plop and a sizable portion of his remains dribbled out behind it.  
He wasted no time in parting gestures but merely crawled between her 
knees and disappeared into the jungle.  

Shelley could finally relax and she dropped to the ground like a wet 
rag.  Maria cradled Shelley’s head on her lap and began humming some 
song.  Shelley enjoyed her afterglow and tried to recover from her 
exertion.  She was becoming aware of a kinship she now felt with 
Maria.  It was not just the post-coital tranquility that they were 
both feeling but the nature of their lives as Bearers too.  Shelley 
felt a relief in having someone to share her dark secret with and she 
knew Maria was feeling the same way.  They remained on the ground 
like that for quite some time, neither speaking, simply enjoying each 
other’s presence.

The sun was climbing high in the sky and they both stirred to forsake 
their rest.  They shakily rose to their feet and as she stood, 
Shelley’s sex disgorged its contents in a thick gush that ran down 
her legs.  Shelley tried in vain to dam the flow with her fingers and 
as she did she looked up at Maria.  They were both sticky messes from 
navel to ankles.  When they paused to look at each other’s state they 
laughed.  

Maria bent down to retrieve Shelley’s hat and Shelley hoisted up her 
trousers and fastened them with trembling fingers.  She pulled her 
shirt back up onto her shoulders and the pair wove their way back to 
the trail arm in arm.  Maria found her dress and as she pulled it 
over her head and drew it down Shelley reached out and put her hand 
over Maria’s tummy, where new life now grew.  Maria placed her hand 
on top of Shelley’s and they just smiled at each other.  They parted 
after a kiss on each other’s cheek and Shelley watched as the girl 
disappeared down the trail, admiring her stoic fortitude.  

Today was a loss, it was too late and she felt too tired and messy to 
go to the village.  Getting home was her only ambition now.  She 
wondered about coming back tomorrow to be with Maria for the 
creature’s birth.  For the first time since she came to this place 
she did not feel so alone.  


By Sailbad@storiesonline.org


  
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