[OC] The Alien Dildo

[OC] The Alien Dildo

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As Hazel walked into the sex shop her nose was filled with the scent of plastic and lube, and her eyes needed to adjust to the neon hue of the lighting. As she perused about, she found nothing of particular interest. Just as she had begun to grow annoyed at the lack of anything that looked particularly satisfying, she decided to walk up to one of the workers. She asked if she could check out the back for anything more interesting. The worker sighed and walked over to the keybox, then returned and bluntly slapped the keys into her open palm, before giving her directions on how to get to the back.

As she opened the door, she took a brief scan of the room and had the same initial reaction as before. Nothing was particularly interesting or eye catching, horse dildos, wolf cocks, The Moby plopped in the corner, nothing new, and everything so banal. She almost turned on a dime and walked away, looking for the next nearest shop. But the her eyes were drawn to something in the corner, tucked mostly out of sight.

It was a marvel she had even seen it, almost like it had pointed itself out to her. She nonchalantly walked over and picked it up, analyzing its form, it was curved and round, soft, yet somehow also rigid. It was the picturesque form of all those tentacles she had seen in hentai before, and yet it was somehow slightly warm to the touch?”No, no, that wasn’t quite it,” She thought.

It wasn’t that warm to the touch, it was just coated in lube that had made her hands more sensitive. She felt like she could feel every microscopic ridge and bumb on the thing. She HAD to have this thing, and fast, she spedwalked out of the door and to the checkout. She slammed it on the counter with a plop and asked,

“how much?”

As the cashier put on gloves, and fumbled it around, he searched and searched for a price tag, but couldn’t find any

“Hmm, how about a neat fifty bucks?”

“Okay,” Hazel said calmly *what a fucking steal!*

She sprinted home, and though the walk there took 20 minutes, she got back in 10. As soon as she shut the door to her apartment, she began to undress, her skinny jeans and wool croptop gave way to her lithe body, she got the dildo out of the bag, and set it on the tile floor she gently lowered herself on to it, and as she began slowly rocking back and forth on it.

she felt her entire canal becoming more and more sensitive, bur weirdly enough, it was becoming more and more comfortable, and she found this fascinating, she looked down between her legs, and what was once a curved and rounded tentacle, had instead transformed into a straight and ribbed dildo.

Though she should’ve been frightened, she was instead more horny than ever before, she increased her tempo with more fervor than ever before, she could sweat this thing was getting longer the more she kept going, she kept at a steady pace as she could feel the impending orgasm, her stomach tightened and the walls of her pussy clenched as the intense euphoria overtook her.

Then she began to feel something was off, and as she tried to raise her body off the floor, she found she was rendered immobile by this simple dildo. and she began to feel an odd shape making its way up the dildo, and the dildo hadn’t stopped growing, she began to feel the tip applying pressure to her cervix, as more pressure was applied, her breathing ran ragged, and stars formed in the corners of her eyes, her vision continued to narrow, until she was on the brink of consciousness.

And then, and quickly as it started, it was over, it had pressed through, into her womb, she began to fear that it would keep going and spear all the way through her womb and beyond, but no, it had stopped, however the shape at the bottom hadn’t, she could feel it more clearly now, it was spherical, almost like an egg, and it ventured further and further, until she once again felt the pressure against her cervix. This time however, it was much easier on her psyche, with only a twinge of pain to be found, then it was through, and in her womb, then the dildo, no, this was no dildo, this **thing** inside her, began to retract, and as it exited her cervix, she felt a splurt of what she could only assume to be alien semen into her womb, before it fully retracted and let go of her

As she layed down, winding down from her, quite frankly, copulation with this alien being, her mind began to race, what had she done, and what effects would this leave her with? Before she could finish the train of thought she felt what could only be described as a gurgling geep in her womb, freshly consumed by anxiety she began to try to push and force this thing out of her midsection, but felt no progress being made.

After a brief re-examination of the events that had transpired over last few minutes, she realized that goo the faux-sex toy had shot in her was in fact, probably not just foreign jizz. It was more than likely also a binding agent, however, what Hazel had yet to realize was that it wasn’t just an egg that had wormed its way into her womb. Similar to a spiders reproduction process, it was more of an egg sac, that continued dozens of eggs.

As she layed there motionless, she was suddenly overtaken with an intense hunger, Hazel had practically lept up off the floor she then tore through her fridge and had absolutely gorged herself. Her normally flat stomach had begin to bulge ever so slightly.

“wow, i must have been hungry” she thought

But Hazel thought little else of it and made her way to the living room to watch some tv. She nearly stumbled to the floor as a heavy wave of dreariness washed over her, she slogged her way into bed, and for the first time in months, fell asleep within seconds of hitting her matress. What she couldn’t possibly have been aware of was that the hunger and dreariness has all been the work of the alien biology rested in her womb.

16 hours later:
As Hazel awoke, she felt more tired than she ever had at any other point when drifting into consciousness. She moved her sheets aside and rotated off the right side of her bed, and as she stood her legs struggled to support her she nearly fell forward. She braced herself against a wall with her hand, and looked down to see a stomach that had looked almost 6 months pregnant, and it wasn’t getting any smaller.

Hazel looked around in a panic, struggling to think of what to do next, she decidedly hurried, well, more accurately waddled, to her bathroom and layed in her garden bathtub. She waited as the pressure gradually tightened in her womb, her stomach distending more and more. It felt like it must’ve been months, but in actuality might’ve been 2 hours or less, in that time Hazel had developed a stomach of someone pregnant with triplets, at least.

Just as the felt her skin might’ve reached its limit before she tore, she felt something akin to a pop in her cervix, as a white goo, seemingly a mix of glue and semen ran out of her vagina. Immediately following, she felt a couple dozen pops inside of her womb, as the children all escaped from their confining casings, then, microseconds later, her cervix began to unwillingly dialate

The stars returning to her vision once more as she felt the first wriggle out, already secreting the very same aphrodisiac lube. Consequently the next came out in the very same fashion, however any pain was replaced with pleasure. Next, the stars receded, then the next one came, however this time, it was a pair that managed to both squeeze beyond her cervix at once.

As the two of them both wriggled down at once, they massaged her canal experly. She was brought her to the first climax of many, and then another youngling swam out, as if she were a water baloon someone had poken a hole out of. After the next half hour of this process, and a good five or seven (in truth, she had lost count by number three) climaxes she was empty.

Hazel stepped out of the tub, and counted a good twenty five more of the fifty dollar didlos she had bought earlier last night. She licked her lips and thought of all the opportunities she could have with this discovery.

2 Hours after:

The familiar ring of the sex shop entrance bell rang out, and Daryll prepared to face yet another customer, however as the familiarly lithe chestnut haired lady walked up to him, he noticed the plastic bag she was carrying, it was chock-full of a clutch of the very same odd tentacle-like didlos,

“Im here to make a donation” she spoke, voice dripping with honey

“Alrighty then! How many will that be?” He inquired

“Twenty four dildos, not used” she said

“Okay, how about an even $240 for those?”

“Great!” She smirked

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