Not Just a Blob Pt. 05

Outside, both women were staring horror-struck at the closed door to Miranda's room. They looked at each other as Miranda's moans echoed out from the door, loud but muffled by the walls, moans that were almost screams as her airways blasted air through her voice box too fast to be controlled. Zoe made to do something, but Jessica on the upper bunk grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back against the frame of the bunk. "No!" she hissed to her. "There was no man in there when we were here! Whatever's going on, it's something really fucking weird and we need to stay out of it!"

Although Zoe looked at her, concerned, her eyes spoke that she agreed. Neither of them knew what was going on, and frankly, both were terrified at the violent sounds going on inside the room.

It was a good thing. Both women should have been scared, because their lives were very quickly closing to an end earlier than they had imagined.

Number four squirmed out of Miranda, using his fins to push himself through her canal. He slopped onto the floor with his brethren in a puddle of sticky ejaculate. On the bed, Miranda's voice was going dry and rasping, scraping moans burst in fits from her lungs, her entire body now spasming nervously as her empty brain struggled to control the completely uncontrollable stimulus inside her entire body. She jolted violently, her eyes completely white in their sockets, dribbles of milk jetting gently from her thoroughly erected nipples and running down her mountainous breasts. Her arms had long since curled from tension and she lay there, fists clenched, arms pressed into her chest, only her legs still held wide on the bed, jumping and arching her back.

Number five made his way through her exit passage and let herself out through Miranda's now thickly distended labia, landing on top of her four other brothers and sisters. They squirmed and sloshed about on the carpet in a lump, flapping their tiny fins. Small sphincter-like orifices in their front ends opened and closed like the mouths of goldfish pecking at food. Miranda jolted and shook on the bed, her voice gone, making muted gulping sounds as her nervous system went into shock and sent her muscles into rhythmic overdrive.

Miranda's belly, now flat again, let out a small popping sound and a gush of fluid rushed from her insides and splashed over her offspring, with it her stomach returning to its previous flat self. Still on the bed Miranda shook and jolted in nervous shock rather than orgasm, although her stomach, pussy and legs still pulsed rhythmically as though she were being fucked still.

Minutes passed. Miranda eventually settled down. The only sound in the room was that of her children wetly flopping about by her feet. One rolled to her foot and flapped its fins against her arch, touching his mother as though he were hugging her. It was now so quiet, the sound of her tendons snapping taut was just audible in the darkness, as well as the minute bubbling of fluids from both her wide, reddened cunt and her nipples as they spontaneously produced milk.

When Miranda's body had relaxed, and the spasms stopped, she laid her arms out once more in a slow, laboured movement. They were stiff and tight and veins bulged in her forearms from the tension, a twenty-minute-odd nonstop workout having burned into her muscular structure. She sat up, her eyes closed. When she opened them, one was misshapen and slightly misdirected, pointing a little off to one side while the other gazed directly ahead.

Miranda had gone into nervous breakdown and was in shock, but her Master, completely owning her entire being, had coaxed her fragile human construction into relaxing and returning to normal operation. Damage had been done to her otherwise previously perfect features, but it was a lesson he could not have foreseen and he took it into consideration for future births.

A knock came at the door. Miranda's gaze jerked to it and she focussed on the inside of the entryway, an evil, hungry gaze fixed on it. Master knew much of the thoughts of the humans in the hospital. He had a little of himself inside every single one of them, his thin but powerful essence saturating the water supply they all had to drink. Zoe and Jessica were no exceptions. Presently it was the cuter, slimmer Zoe knocking, concerned for Miranda. Jessica, however, was trying to call up a doctor.

A smile broke out on Miranda's lips, the same one that Master's thoughts was making in her brain. He lips, their muscles damaged too, struggled to grin, and this only served to heighten the crazed, evil look of desire, of hunger, on her face as her smile came out like a one-sided grimace.

Reaching down, she grasped two of her freshly born offspring and approached the door.

*

Zoe jumped back as the door opened suddenly. 'Oh!' She gasped. 'Are you alright-' Zoe was asking in concern when, like a flash, Miranda's bare body went from standing at the door to on her, pressed firmly, intimately together. In no time at all she was grasped by a firm, muscular arm by her waist and their bodies came far, far too close for comfort. Zoe tried to push away but somehow Miranda's single arm around her back out powered her entire body. Beneath them, she felt Miranda lifting her hand up between their bodies. Unable to see from their chests pressed together, she could feel her attacker's arm hiking up her night gown as it lifted itself between their legs. Zoe made to cry something out, but as her lips parted and she began to scream, she felt her second set of lips - her vagina - also parting. In seconds her scared scream died on her tongue as her eyes went wide, her face first covered in shock, then horror, then complete surprise, and then, last of all, confused, blissful non-comprehension. She relaxed against Miranda's body, letting her arms go limp as her face slackened and her eyes fluttered. Miranda just let her go and the woman fell to the carpet, the tail of a glimmering, translucent creature visible slithering inside her body between her legs through the open front of her night robe.

Miranda rounded on Jessica, who held her phone in her hands. She was open mouthed and staring in horror at Miranda, but she just advanced on the woman. With the space between them Jessica could see what Zoe didn't get a chance to - what Miranda was holding. There, in one hand, the naked woman held a squirming, wriggling snake-like creature. Jessica screamed and pulled her night gown tight with one hand as she raised the other in defence. Oddly, in one corner of her mind, she noticed that Miranda was walking with a strange limp she hadn't had before, but as she pressed her ass into the corner of the room and Miranda loomed over her, that thought and all others died in her mind.

She tried to fight, as instinct took over. It was valiant for a woman who had only ever fought off men's advances. Her tall, slender body was firm and powerful, and her youth gave her an edge over Miranda's older and now compromised frame, but Miranda had His might in her bones. Jessica managed to swing a punch that cracked a joint in Miranda's jaw but the woman just kept coming like it hadn't happened, so Jessica let fly a wild, solid kick to Miranda's stomach. It landed and the woman took her foot, but again, to Jessica's total horror, it had no effect. In fact, it simply served to seal her fate.

Grabbing the bare foot as it hit her empty stomach, Miranda gripped Jessica's ankle and lifted it up high, exposing the girl's bare body beneath the night gown, completely bare and totally exposed. Before she could move she knelt on the defenceless woman's other leg and that was the end. Jessica, slumped in the corner awkwardly, arms behind her and legs forced wide in an unbreakable grip of iron, could only watch in totally gripping fear as Miranda brought the writhing creature close to her sacred entryway. She began to hyperventilate as it drew near her pussy and she made to scream when Miranda's fingers relaxed, releasing the creature, but the wind died in her throat as her shock-gripped lungs tried to both inhale and exhale. Her breath hitched and as she watched with her gaze locked on the creature, she saw it distend, reach out and suckle onto her outer labia with its single wide orifice.

The sensation wasn't unpleasant; in fact it was cool, watery, like water at the beach. It wasn't suited to an alien invader about to enter her vagina. As she watched, the thing's lips - if that single, ring-like orifice could be called lips - shaped fully to her genitals, suckling into her inner labial lips. It simply drew them open with its mouth and slid inside, never letting her opening go, as though its mouth could be anywhere on its body and it used it to hold her open while its body entered her around it. This is, in fact, what happened, and once it had rolled in up to its fins it reached into her body and pulled itself in with small but powerful jerks. Just like that, it was gone, and all she could see was its long, thin tail snaking out of her pussy.

But that was the last thing she would ever see, because already she could feel her fear sapping away, her anger seeping from her pores, her shock settling into calm serenity. By the time the creature was inside her canal proper, Jessica's muscles had entirely and completely relaxed and her eyes began to glaze, eyelids drooping over them. Miranda let her leg fall as Jessica slumped down even further in the corner, her entire form limp and unresponsive, her mind submitting already to a blissful pleasure it had no idea it could experience. Behind Miranda, Zoe, flat on her back by Miranda's door, had already begun to jerk and shake as her first rewarding orgasm rocked through her relaxed, submissive system and facilitated her mental takeover even more swiftly. Jessica, within about thirty seconds, would be following suit.

Master's children performed their role in nature perfectly, and Miranda had performed hers. Standing over Jessica's peaceful naked body, Miranda too dropped to her knees before she fell to the carpet and began to cum, a thank you gift from Him for a job well done.

Alone in the room as the sun rose on a new day outside, the three mind-controlled women jerked, jolted and squirmed in blissful, ignorant pleasure, two of them with alien creature burrowing deep inside their sensitive reproductive organs, the third with her Master's alien mind filling her own completely and fully, like a thick, unending phallus fucking her pussy-mind until it came, and came, and came.

TO BE CONTINUED