Story Excerpt

Unholy Birth, by Jezebel Rose

 

Twisted shriveled arms with hook-like claws dug themselves into the apartment’s soft carpet. The brown wrinkled and twisted body of the 7″ creature with its distorted, near the human face and tapered body and an eel-like tail dragged itself towards the bedroom.

It could sense the sleeping female body inside, and it could smell her, hear her beating heart. Its claws clung to the bed leg as it climbed up onto the bottom of the bed. It crawled under the sheets moving towards her body heat, finding a limb; it used it to guide itself towards her womanhood.

It reached her inner thighs and pulled her knickers aside as it shoved its twisted head into her. Yasmine screamed at the invasion of her body, waking suddenly. She sat upright and ripped the sheets from her bed. She cried and screamed as she felt this thing moving into her. Catching sight of its flailing eel-like tail as it slipped inside. In utter terror, she writhed on her bed in panic at the feeling of its clawed arm’s thrusting itself deep into her.

The creature pushed itself to her Cervix. Its claws dug into her flesh as its skin bubbled and boiled, its body shaking and burning. Tendrils erupted from all over its skin attaching to Yasmine’s reproductive organs. The creature’s body ripped apart as it melded with her body, infusing itself into her sex, taking over permanently.

 

Yasmine’s screams ended abruptly as she suddenly felt an overwhelming coldness inside her. She started to weep, as she felt so empty so hollow inside. She cried, tears running down her face at the intense feelings of being incomplete. She desperately reached for her bedside draw retrieving her favorite toy.

She eagerly spread her legs as she plunged her 8″ rabbit vibrator into her soaking wet pussy. Her body is feeling itself being filled, being penetrated squealed with delight. The cold, empty feeling that had overwhelmed her lifted, but only for a second.

The creature that was now part of Yasmine soon identified the object as being an imitation, a fake, incapable of providing. Yasmine cried out as her pussy utterly rejected it, her muscles painfully squeezed, refusing the object pushing it back out.

Yasmine once again felt so empty, so hollow. She sobbed at these feeling but then went quiet as she realized her body was telling her what was needed. She gave a guttural moan as she stepped from the bed knowing only the real thing would give her relief. She put on a white blouse and black skirt and then left her apartment.

Tony was working the night shift, cleaning the apartment block; he was working his way through college. He was standing in the elevator waiting for the doors to close to go to the ground floor when Yasmine arrived. He stepped aside and nodded at her politely. Yasmine pushed her body against him, throwing him off balance against the wall. She looked at his toned 18-year-old body as she ran her hands down his chest, ripping his blue shirt open.

 

She licked his chest as she opened his pants and worked his cock with her hands. She merely told him what she wanted “I want you inside me right now!”. Tony being a red-blooded young male had already anticipated this possible outcome and was growing hard for Yasmine. She moaned as she lifted her skirt up, her pussy leaking fluids. She gripped Tony’s stiff cock and guided him inside her.

She gritted her teeth and pounded her body onto him; she needed to be filled to be completely so severely. Tony grunted as the fabulous tightness of her womanhood griped his stiff cock. Yasmine was finally feeling relief having satisfied the creature’s demands. She shuddered as she felt three, no, four streams of thick hot seed jetting deep inside her. Her body responded violently shaking, her pussy clenching, she screamed in ecstasy as lights exploded in her eyes.

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