





	With no clouds to obscure its light, the sun shone down brightly on the wide meadows and rolling hills of the countryside. 
	“I love this part of the city,” Wendi thinks aloud as she walks along the soft grass, going nowhere in particular. Wendi loved to take walks through the country. It seemed to be the last part of her city that still had trees and grass. The rest of it was becoming more and more urban, and she shuddered every time she saw a notice for a new building. But today, out here it was quiet, and warm. 
	The growing breeze stirs her hair, and Wendi keeps walking towards a copse of trees.  Here the sunlight is dappled, and the air is pleasant. Though the light is shaded beneath the trees, Wendi notices the sky growing darker.
	“The news didn't say it was going to rain,” she thinks, with mild annoyance as the clouds continue to gather overhead. She pulls her long auburn hair back over her shoulders and stops to rest. Wendi's a pretty woman. She has auburn hair and eyes that looked hazel or green, depending on the light. Though her body was rather thin, she had more than her share of curves.  To her dismay, the rain begins to fall in large fat drops. The sky is black and she's surprised at how dark it’s become so soon. The rain begins to land on Wendi's exposed arms and face. 
	Wendi gasps, for as the first drops fall, immediately, they feel strange; very different from normal raindrops. For one thing, they're warm, and as they touch her skin she feels strange waves radiating out from their points of contact. They encompass her body. Though the strangest is, when these waves reach her lower body, she flinches as her clit suddenly throbs and intense arousal passes over her. The rain falls heavier and heavier until it’s a downpour. With more rain, its all Wendi can do to keep from crying out. Her breath and pulse quickens, her folds moisten and her now hyper-sensitive clit is begging to be touched. With a quick glance around, she unbuttons her jeans and pulls them down, dropping to her knees on the ground. Her panties come down with them; sexual desire is building in her body and she's eager for release. Wendi gasps when she touches her clitoris, as its rock hard, and feels slightly larger than normal. But it’s so sensitive! Her fingers rub furiously over it and her moans grow louder and louder. Soon, Wendi is surprised yet again as she can feel her nub growing. She can feel her body generating millions of new cells beneath her clit as it becomes larger and larger. She cries out again, this time with pain, as it’s so sensitive now, her rubbing is almost painful. Still the rain falls, and each warm drop that lands on her growing member sends a jolt through Wendi's body. Her clitoris continues to grow until it can only be described as phallic in nature, and Wendi places her hand on it again, this time gripping her shaft and furiously stroking it back and forth. She can feel it still growing, but now her stroking is sending wave after wave of sexual gratification through her. Her pussy lips begin to tingle. Wendi groans loudly and shudders with release as her newly formed penis begins to erupt. From its tip, long ropes of viscous dark purple liquid begin to land on the ground. Wendi shakes as the last drops fall.
	
	The rain has stopped.

	“What the hell...” Wendi says, looking at the dark fluid and, more importantly, the penis that was now hanging limp where her clit should be. The rest of her anatomy seemed unchanged. Her breasts were as they were, full, but not any larger. And the wet, female opening to her body was still there. She slides her hands over her new penis, shocked at the strange sensations this caused. And the fluid...what was it? Where did it come from? Was it sperm of some kind? Wendi doesn't even want to consider that.
	“I've got to tell Farrah about this,” Wendi says. With some difficulty, she arranges herself into her panties and pulls up her jeans. The air smells fresh now from the rain, and looking up, she can see that the sky is normal once again, the clouds gone as though they had never come. 

	Farrah is Wendi's girlfriend. The two of them are best friends, as well as lovers. She also, had not escaped the effects of the rain. Farrah was outside, walking to get the mail when the rain started. She was preparing to run back inside when she realized the rain was warm, and it caused her pussy to grow hot and wet. But the rain's effects proved different for her. She felt her already large breasts grow and become even larger. They tingled and her nipples became incredibly sensitive. Her skirt felt tighter and tighter as her hips widened. Farrah gasps as she'd also felt the sudden urge to masturbate and relieve the mounting tension in her body. It took a great deal of self control to force herself to go back in the house, as opposed to reaching under her skirt right in the driveway. Confused, Farrah ran into the house, and as soon as she reached the couch, pulled her panties off and began to rub her pussy. It was wetter than she had ever felt it, and her fluids covered her fingers in no time. As she slipped her fingers in and out of her passage, Farrah writhes on the couch, and even her moaning does not convey the pure pleasure she feels as she cums. She looks down at her swollen breasts and as her body relaxes, she realizes there are wet; sticking her blouse to her now DD breasts. 
	Her brow furrowed, Farrah lifts her blouse, and squeezes one of the hard nipples, watching with surprise as a drop of milk drains down her skin. 
	“I'm lactating?” she says. But she's not allowed to explore her body any further, as she hears the front door shut.
	
	“Farrah!” Wendi's voice sounds frantic as she runs inside the house, looking for her lover. “Farrah!” 
	Wendi runs into the living room, seeing Farrah jump up from her position on the couch. 
	“Farrah, I have something to show you. The craziest thing happened to me!!! Did it rain here too about a half hour ago?!” Wendi goes on as she quickly unbuttons her jeans. “Look!” Farrah's about to answer, but her mouth only stays open as her eyes widen. She can't believe what she sees. Sprouting from Wendi's body, where her clit should certainly be, is a 7 inch phallus. It looks exactly as any man's cock should look, slightly veined, and smooth, only it most definitely was not coming out of a man. Farrah stutters and tries to ask one of the questions that's running through her head.
	“What? How...I..Wendi!” is all she can manage, as she steps closer.
	“I know, I'm just as confused as you are,” Wendi says, as she begins to notice, that Farrah's body looked very different as well. Farrah's breasts, while never small, looked certainly a great deal larger than she remembered them. Her body was fuller, softer, and infinitely more feminine than she'd ever known it. Wendi feels her muscles contract and her new cock twitches and begins to rise. Farrah, meanwhile, was overcome with a desire to touch and feel Wendi's cock, and she does so. Her hand reaches out and gently begins to touch the warm smooth skin. 
	Wendi stiffens and gasps through her teeth, as her lover's firm touch moves over her new cock. It feels amazing, like rubbing her clit, only there was so much more flesh to be stimulated. A soft moan escapes her lips and her hips involuntarily thrust her cock into Farrah's hands. 
	“Oh yessss.....” she sighs as Farrah's full, soft lips close around the head of her shaft. She begins to furiously suck and lick, her hot tongue licking pre-seminal fluid from the tip of Wendi's cock. 
	
	To Farrah, it tastes slightly sweet, not at all unpleasant, and she sucks harder, eager for more. Her confusion is replaced by fiery lust, and she presses her round thighs together, around her throbbing clit, her cunt already dripping wet. She's consumed with an overwhelming need to be fucked, and fucked good and hard. She hasn't felt desire for a cock in years, but now she wants nothing more than to have Wendi thrusting inside her. Farrah at once pulls away, and begins to rip away her clothes, starting with her soaking panties and skirt. Wendi is doing the same, kicking away her jeans and doffing her shirt. Soon Farrah is on the carpeted floor, her legs spread wide, her pink, opening wet and ready.
	
	“Oh, God yes!!” Farrah moans as Wendi slides into her body and immediately begins to thrust. She can feel every ridge, every vein as it slides effortlessly in and out. Wendi is moaning as well, the only way to express the intense waves of ecstasy that are passing over her again and again. Each stroke of Farrah's hot, wet body over her cock is pushing her over the edge. 
	“Farrahhhhh,” she says breathily, almost involuntarily, as the beginnings of what she knows will be a huge orgasm stir in her loins. Wendi begins to thrust harder, deeper, her feminine hips banging into Farrah's, who now had her legs up and over Wendi's shoulders. Sweat beginning to bead on her forehead, Wendi still tried to hold back, letting her orgasm build, and build. Farrah was crying out in maddening pleasure with each thrust, until, she writhed, almost whining as though in pain as she cums around Wendi's new phallus. The gripping, squeezing, hot, wet opening to Farrah's body was soon filled to overflowing with dark purple semen as Wendi erupts inside her. 
	
	Several minutes later, both women still collapsed in a panting heap, Wendi lifts herself off of Farrah's, moist body, and groans. 

	“Oh, that felt so good,” she says, smoothing her hair back. She pulls away further, and her softened cock falls out of Farrah's tunnel, followed by a gush of purplish fluid.
	“Yeah...” Farrah agrees. “But Wendi....not that I'm complaining, but how did you end up with a cock in the first place?”
	
	Wendi still can't quite answer this question, but she explains about the mysterious rain, and what happened earlier on her walk.
	“You know, it rained here too while you were gone! And the water made me feel so strange. I started masturbating too, right before you came in,” Farrah says, absently rubbing her still aching breasts. She realizes then, her belly is also aching mildly, and beginning to feel somewhat tight. 
	“It’s really bizarre...I wonder if the same thing happened to other people out in the rain,” Wendi thinks aloud, as she looks down at her cock, and the dark stains now soaking into the carpet.
	“We'd better get cleaned up,” she says, going off to look for the carpet cleaner.

	Farrah's brow furrows, as she feels abdomen. It was definitely growing larger. Where it had been mostly flat only 10 minutes ago, it was now gently rounded, like that of a woman at least 3 months pregnant. Deep in her belly, she could feel a fluttering motion, as her belly grew even larger in a matter of minutes. 
	
	“Wendi! Wendi!!” Farrah calls, running upstairs with growing difficulty as her belly expands. She runs into their bedroom, where Wendi is standing with a bottle of carpet cleaner. She stops and stares at Farrah's pregnant belly. 

The carpet cleaner drops to the floor.
	
	“How can you be pregnant, we just had sex 20 minutes ago?!” Wendi yells, thoroughly confused.
	“It's getting bigger,” Farrah tells her. Indeed her belly was now the size of a woman at least 6 months pregnant.  Wendi steps closer to her, placing her hand on her belly. The skin was smooth and taught, but very warm. She could see it slowly growing, and she watched with wonder as Farrah's belly button slowly popped out.
	“It’s moving,” she says. “Some thing's in there.”
	“I know,” Farrah says, sliding her own hands over her swollen belly. Her breasts were growing slightly larger as well, and several rivulets of milk began to drain from her nipples. Wendi's cock begins to harden as she stares at her lover. Her big, round belly was turning her on. 
	“You look...so sexy that way,” she tells her, lust once again pushing reason out of her mind. Farrah smiles gently, but then grunts, the weight of her belly becoming overwhelming. 
	“I need to lie down,” she tells Wendi, who promptly helps her over to their nearby bed.  The hugely pregnant woman moans softly, still stroking her mound. 
	“Whatever's in there is moving a lot.” She soon has to spread her legs slightly, as her large belly settles down onto the bed.  Wendi is absently stroking her cock, while staring at Farrah, her other hand slowly rubbing her belly.
	“You look so hot...God, if I could fuck you right now...” she says, squeezing milk out of one of her breasts and licking it away from the skin. Farrah begins to breathe more heavily, and she lets out a groan.
	“Oh, I wish you could, but I think something is about to come out,” she says, spreading her legs even wider just as a huge gush of purple liquid flows out of her cunt. Instinctively, she began to push, but it only took gentle urging for a large object to slide into her birth canal. Farrah moaned again at the stretching of her passage, as intense pleasure swept over her. Another push and a round egg fairly popped out of Farrah's body, landing on the bed before her. She and Wendi leaned in closer to examine it.

	It was oval shaped, about the size of an ostrich egg with a thick membranous “shell.” Inside the purple fluid, they could see a tiny humanoid life form, slowly moving within its casing.

	“What...?” Wendi stares at it in wonder, but another moan from Farrah attracts her attention as another of the eggs slides out, more fluid following behind it. Another came more quickly. Farrah pulls her knees upward and pushes, forcing out more purple liquid and two eggs in rapid succession. 
	“Oh, there's so many,” she says, as she can feel more entering her canal. Wendi only watches, stunned, her cock standing at full attention. Even as she stares, she keeps thinking of how she couldn't wait to fuck Farrah again, as soon as she was done giving birth. But she has awhile to wait. Farrah continues to push out egg after egg, while her belly was still quite round.  All the while she moaned, mostly in pleasure as the feeling of the eggs stretching her passage aroused her. As the last eggs finally slipped out, awash in liquid, Farrah lets out an exasperated sigh and falls back onto the pillows, catching her breath. All around them on the bed on the floor were the strange alien eggs, writhing slowly.
	Wendi began to gently move more of them onto the floor. But then soon she's kissing Farrah’s open mouth, and within moments, she's, mounting her again and thrusting her cock into her slippery pussy.


	Meanwhile in numerous parts of their city, the country, and indeed the world, women were experiencing the effects of the same unusual rain. All over the globe, “random” storms appeared to sprinkle rain on their unsuspecting subjects. Male caught in the rain, would look up, shake their heads and shrug it off, completely unaltered by its effects. And yet, not every female was affected. Single women with no close ties whatsoever to another female or women too young or too old for pregnancy, were ignored. 


	“Holy fuck,” Debbie Carlson whispered to herself as she stared at her new appendage in the bathroom mirror. Debbie is a 43 year old housewife. With short blonde hair curling around her shoulders, dull blue eyes, and otherwise uninteresting features, Debbie was the picture of suburban normalcy. At least she was, 10 minutes before she got caught in a sudden shower on her way into the house after picking up her clothing from the dry cleaners.  Debbie had tossed her dry cleaning on the bed, throwing herself down next to it as a furious need to masturbate consumed her. And as she came, she had stared at her new body in shock as her cock spouted purple cum all over her modest breasts. Only now that she was able to calm herself and think clearly could she ponder this mystery. Now she was staring at a semi-hard cock, growing from between her pussy lips, where ordinarily, her clit would be. Debbie touched it again. It felt, and looked, just like her husband's penis, only it was definitely hers. As she touched it, pleasurable sensations ran through her body and she couldn't stop herself from stroking it slightly harder. Debbie was beginning to loose herself in pleasure once again, when she heard the front door open and close. It was Katie, her 19-year-old daughter.  Debbie quickly stuffs her cock back into her cotton underwear and pulls her knee-length skirt down over it.


	Katie Carlson reaches into the downstairs refrigerator and pulls out a soda. She's just come back from her boyfriend Daniel's house. What an extraordinary visit that was. She tosses her brown hair out of her large blue eyes, and readjusts her bra, which was still uncomfortably tight. Katie sits down at the kitchen table, her eyes out of focus, remembering the events of the afternoon. What had started off as a normal day, hanging out with Daniel and watching movies had suddenly taken an odd turn. As she and Daniel rode back from the video store in his jeep, the sky had suddenly clouded over and warm rain started to sprinkle and then pour down. 
	“If I knew it was going to rain, I would have put the canvas over the jeep,” Daniel said, with disbelief. He always checked the weather report if he was going out in his jeep. 
	“Well, it was sunny and clear a few...minutes....ago....” Katie trailed off as the rain made contact with her skin. It was warmer than any rain she’d ever felt, and every point of contact it made with her exposed skin, it seemed to sink in, generating feelings she wasn't used to experiencing while riding down the street in a jeep. Katie squirmed in her seat, fighting the need to rub her aching clit. But she also could feel her breasts beginning to tingle and then ache, straining against her B cup bra. Katie glances at David, to be sure he doesn't notice the change, but he was still focused on the road. The moisture in her crotch was beginning stick to her swollen pussy lips to her panties. She began to breathe harder, air passing more quickly over her parted lips.  The rain was stopping, but its bizarre effects were only beginning within Katie. 
	“Finally,” Daniel says, with a glance toward her. “Whoa. How did you end up wetter than me?” 
	Katie looks down at her chest, where two large wet spots have darkened her shirt. 
	“You have no idea. We need to get to your house, fast!” she tells him, a desperate look in her eyes. Daniel knows that look. And his girlfriend suddenly looked...amazingly sexy. 

	Back at his house, Daniel was grateful his parent's weren't home, because he didn't think Katie would have stopped even if his Mom was standing in the same room. As soon as they got through the door, she was ripping his clothes off, kissing him hard, and dragging him towards his bedroom. She pushed him down onto his bed with force, never ceasing in her quest for his cock. He was more than happy to oblige her, but the change over her was almost frightening. She was wild, her fingernails scratching his skin as she moaned for more.  And she looked...different. Her breasts were definitely larger, her waist tighter and her hips rounder and more feminine than he'd ever known.  
	
	“Harder Daniel! Oh, fuck! Fuck me harder!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. Banging into her from behind, Daniel picks up his pace, as her ass slammed into him over and over.

	Katie moans throatily, and her sopping pussy tightens around Daniel's cock, but she needs more. As good as it felt to be fucked, it was unfulfilling and Katie still felt she needed more. Even as she begged and cried out, Daniel squeezing her large breasts, it still wasn't enough. Then finally, Katie figured out what it was.
	“Daniel! Cum inside me! I need it!” She screamed. And she did need it. Katie felt she would die if Daniel didn't try to make her pregnant. She wanted to feel herself being impregnated, to know there was life forming inside of her. The mere thought of her pregnant body, causes Katie to spasm, her cunt clenching and trying to coax sperm from Daniel's prick.

	She's gone mad. David thinks, as he tries to hold back. He and Katie had been very careful about pregnancy over the 8 months of their relationship, but her lust had given him no time to put on a condom, and he had been fully intending to pull out. But Katie had him so turned on. His orgasm is rising, he can't hold out any longer, and just as he starts to pull back, Katie pushes her hips back onto his cock, keeping it deep in her body, while at the same time, she starts to orgasm, squeezing his cock tighter than he'd ever felt. Daniel spews a huge load of fiery hot cum deep inside Katie's body.  Both of their moans rising, then replaced by heavy panting. 
	
	“Hi Katie.”

	Katie snaps back into the present, where her mother is standing in the doorway of her room. She'd gone upstairs to change clothes. 	
	“Hi Mom,” Katie answers, feeling her pussy grow warm and wet once again. Strangely the sight of her mother is turning her on. She walks to her doorway, to talk to her. As she comes closer, inhaling her mother's scent, Katie is unknowingly affected by her pheromones and her body tenses.
	“I...I...picked up your dress. The white one...” Debbie says, but she has to fight for the words. She can't think clearly at all. She's never had a single impure thought about another woman, much less her daughter, but standing before her now was the sexiest girl she'd ever seen. Katie's hair was tousled, her bare lips full and red. Her breasts looked much larger, and were free of their bra, the hard nipples pressing against her tank. Looking down, Debbie notices her daughter's jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped, the fly splayed open revealing bare skin. She wasn't wearing panties. 
	“What's that Mom?” Katie asked. Both of them looking down, were Debbie's cock was sticking straight out, tenting the front of her skirt.
	“Oh!” Debbie felt a momentary flash of embarrassment, but then she was surprised as her daughter only reaches out, brushing her hands away and lifting her skirt. Then she pulled away her flimsy panties, and Debbie's cock, stiff and hard, is sticking out, angled slightly upward.  Katie stared for a long time before her hands began to gently move over it, her fingers sliding on the precum beading on the tip. 
	“Mom, where did this come from?” Katie asked, and then gasping softly as her mother began to feel her breasts through her shirt. Both of their minds fighting a loosing battle between instinct and rational thought. Soon Debbie's hands had traveled underneath her daughter's shirt, and she was lost in the soft, warm mounds on her chest. Both women sigh pleasurably fondling each other with increasing fervor. Katie arches her back, a soft moan escaping her lips, when she feels her mother’s lips nuzzling and sucking one of her large nipples. She can hear her swallowing gulp after gulp of her milk, and having her breasts drained released their pressure and felt wonderful. 
	“Ooohh Mommie...suck the other one...” Katie mews and her mother promptly switches over to suckle her left breast, her cock, weeping fluid onto the carpet. All the while as the two were licking and touching each other, they'd gradually been moving towards the center of Katie's room. And now her mother was pulling her to the floor, and pulling off her tight jeans. Katie moans in the sheer anticipation of what's about to happen. She can't believe she's going to be fucked by her own mother. But nothing feels more right and more satisfying. She quickly spreads her legs and tosses away her damp tank top. Her mother is already diving between her thighs.
	Debbie inhales her daughter's scent. It’s so deep and womanly. Her cock is painfully erect, and even though every fiber in her body is telling her to put it inside, she can't help but give her daughter's pussy several loving licks, much to Katie's appreciation. But then she climbs over her body, and with little effort, her cock slides straight home. Both women let out a long moan of relief, and begin to move against each other. Their bodies are grinding together, Katie's hips thrusting up to meet each of Debbie's strokes. As her cock delved deeper and deeper, all Katie could think about was how she wanted her mother to cum inside her, to fill her belly with sperm and get her pregnant. The thought consumes her, until she's screaming in her mother's ear.
	“Make me pregnant Mommie! Ohhh, shit! Fuck me pregnant!” she shouts even louder. Debbie lets out a deep, throaty moan, her body shaking.
	“I'm CUMMING!” she shouts as she feels hot semen spilling into her daughter's passage, splashing against her cervix. Katie tosses her head back, her huge breasts tipped up to the ceiling. 

	“I didn't hurt you, did I honey?” Debbie asks Katie, as they've come down from their orgasmic high. Katie is lying back against her mother on the floor. She shakes her head and smiles softly
	“No Mom, I'm fine,” she says, laying her head back on her mother's breasts.  Katie doesn't know what else to do or say. This was turning into the weirdest day of her life. First the rain, then her boyfriend, and then coming home to find her mother with a cock. Was all of this permanent? Would she continue to have sex with her mother forever? The thought was beginning to turn her on again. Its then Katie feels a fluttering in her belly.

	“Katie, are you're sure you're OK? You stomach looks swollen.”


	On her hands in knees, in a puddle of purple liquid, her massive pregnant belly hanging beneath her, Katie pushes gently and another gelatinous purple egg slips out and to the floor. She sighs softly and pushes again. Her knees are far apart, giving the eggs a shorter distance to fall. Already there were 20-30 eggs on the carpet and judging by her size, she was far from finished. 
	“Mom...mmmmph...[another eggs falls to the floor followed by a little fluid] how many...ungh...more do you...think are in....there?” Katie asks, as her canal widens again and another egg slides out. 
	“I don't know Katie. A lot more,” Debbie answers, though somewhat absently. She's sitting behind Katie, stroking her cock, and watching her daughter's cunt stretch again and again around her eggs. Katie continues to lay eggs, one by one for the better part of the hour. Debbie watches, occasionally helping her change positions. When the last few eggs tumble out, Katie is laying between her mother's legs once again, while Debbie helps her by holding back her knees so she can lay.
	“Oh, I think that's finally it,” Katie says, taking a deep breath. “But Mom...that felt so good. Every time an egg came out I felt like...I was gonna cum.”
	“I could tell. You kept moaning. I knew you weren't in pain,” she answers, gently rubbing Katie's breasts. 
	“Mom?”
	“Yes?”
	“I need you to fuck me again.”
	
	With no further words, Katie climbed atop her mother's body to straddle her. She moans and smiles, as her pussy is filled once again.



	Far, far away from Debbie and Katie, orbiting the earth, a large extraterrestrial vessel sits, its inhabitants surveying their work with scientific accuracy. The loudspeakers in the ship boom to life, with the latest results of their mission. 
	Invasive Invasion of life form planet EARTH, phase 1: Complete....