Not Just a Blob Pt. 07

Steven's member disappeared inside Zoe effortlessly, though his skin touched every millimetre of her insides all the way. He slid in smoothly, softly, with a careful precision one might fantasize having with a virgin girl, taking every single ripple as slowly as they could so as to savour her tight, untouched innards. Once hilt deep, Steven waited. The feeling was like a thousand tiny massages on his skin, Zoe's cunt felt incredible, but Steven ignored this. His body was at the will of Hers.

Inside her, Zoe's tentacles flicked up and scooped themselves under Steven's foreskin, slithering down his length and thickening. Without being attached to any particular part of the symbiont's body, they could extend from any part of Zoe's inner walls, giving them full length and range of motion when interacting with something already inside her. They widened, encircling his inner shaft under his skin until a solid expanded ring formed an airtight seal within the confines of Steven's penis. Then, with a gentle, rapid vibration with the looping parts of the tentacles that were nearest Steven's helmet, the tiny arms began to massage him into orgasm, smoothly, silently, irresistably.

It didn't take long and Steven shook a little as he disgorged his stores into Zoe, but as his load began to end the massage multiplied by the thousands with the flick of a switch and he came again renewed, releasing a fresh wad even though he hadn't finished with the first load. As he ejaculated his second spurt, the tiny vibrations echoed out again, a trillion-fold stronger now and Steven couldn't resist bucking and shaking as he jolted more cum into Zoe. Again he subsided and within moments he shook again as, deep inside Zoe's body, completely at the mercy of her alien tentacles, Steven was milked dry.

It took perhaps ten minutes to thoroughly milk Steven, but after so many remote orgasms on the bike that morning he was now spent, truly and thoroughly. With one tentacle sliding effortlessly into his piping and deep through the network of tubes in his sack, scooping up every single drop and cleaning it all out of his body completely - the sensation was like no other and Steven could actually feel the tiny but impossibly articulate tentacle tipped with its feathery fin scooping and licking about inside his balls - Steven's milking was completed and the rest of his semen was taken away into Zoe's inner workings where it would be processed and recycled for Zoe's own sustenance.

But that wasn't it. Now that he was cleaned out, Zoe's tiny inner arms sealed him once more inside her and then, with the first part of the alien intercourse that brought Zoe herself pleasure, Zoe's cervix broke and her tanked store of Essence flowed down her canal and into Steven. With a single tentacle buried inside his tip helping open him up and guide the fluid into every empty tube and gap, Zoe filled Steven's genitals up with their Master's precious life-blood until Steven's blue balls were once again inflated with not semen, but lighter, crystalline liquid, the sacred Essence. Zoe's inner being did an excellent job and once it was done Zoe made a supreme effort and sucked the unused fluids back up into her belly where the creature that was now her pussy sealed her again, plugging her stores once more. Once she was properly sealed, Zoe's living cunt retracted and unsealed Steven's shaft, releasing its grip and letting Steven slide out of Zoe's body.

Thick, reddened and sore, Steven's cock and sack stood thick and heavy with a personal supply of Master's mind-bending life-force, ready to deliver it to any and every one he could, looking for all the world actually heavier now than it had before Steven had emptied his stores of natural semen.

Zoe's belly was now a little less inflated than it had been when she had arrived, and her interior tentacles looped about, cleaning her lower lips thoroughly before closing her up and letting her relax again into the comfortable position that took most of the weight of her Master's fluid from her muscles once more. Steven stood, eyes blazing, a new fire in them at his purpose in life. Now he was ready to perform his duty, to inseminate others not with human seed, but with Master's submission.

On the floor, jolting and shaking, the attacker from earlier felt it too. His life was changing now, for the better. Soon, very soon, he too would be cleaned bodily of human flaws like semen just as his mind was now being cleansed of human flaws like will and personality. He, too, would serve Zoe's prime orders, a second delivery vessel for the sacred fluids kept safely inside her belly, one of many more to come over the next few days.

The plan was going exceedingly well.

TBC