Chapter 4 - Stretching Day

Anna slept for what seemed like a long time. Her dreams were filled with images of bliss; Fucking, orgasms, pregnancy, birthing, orgies...


The next time Anna opened her eyes, her bonds had shifted again. She simply lay on the floor on a rectangular bed of tentacles, with the woman of her dreams lying on top of her. The Goddess lovingly licked her breasts and seemed to enjoy the milk that came out. She noticed that Anna was awake and watching her, and she wiped off her mouth.


"It's time for phase two of the impregnation."

Anna nodded. "I'm ready."

The Goddess rolled off of her and snapped her fingers. Without further ado, a few phallic-headed tentacles slowly pushed their way into her vagina. She giggled like a slutty schoolgirl, and put a finger in her mouth, sucking on it for emphasis. The creatures' slow, methodical sliding in and out just felt way too good to resist, to hate, or even to dislike. She felt them secrete their slime from their skin, as it lessened the pain and caused her thighs to wetten. The Goddess stood on the sidelines, calmly licking Anna's breasts. This strange sensation combined with the gentle fucking was otherworldly. More tentacles pushed their way in, causing her to arch her back and moan. The tentacles slowly wiggled inside, and she could see her stomach expanding with their supplied mass. Her entire torso ballooned, filling up with tentacles. 

Suddenly, the bed she was on wriggled, and more tentacles burst from the simplified order. Two each initially wrapped themselves around her wrists and ankles, producing obscene amounts of lubricant. Then more, and more. Soon her limbs were completely covered with tentacles, a twisting, shifting mass of green. Some wrapped themselves around her stomach, and a few around her breasts, leaving her nipples exposed which the Goddess was quick to suckle on. She watched in ecstacy as several tentacles distinguished themselves from the mass and moved quickly towards her breasts. Seeming to know what would happen, she threw back her head and yelled a cry of happiness. Tentacles instantly shot straight down her throat. Then, the tentacles around her chest started to poke at her nipples. Gingerly at first, but soon getting more aggressive and roughly stabbing her. Anna watched as the nipple opened up slightly, allowing the sexual predator a direct way in. It immediately jammed its head in, followed by its associates.

As more tentacles pierced the nipple, it opened up a few centimeters wide, and the thin-headed tentacles wiggled their way inside. The pain was intense, the pleasure unbearable. With that first snake inside, the others attacked. Dozens of pointy-headed snakes stabbed her nipples and tried to force their way in, tails wiggling in the air. Feeling the multitudinous creatures squirm around inside her like so many gerbils, she came again and again. Her breasts swelled to even larger than before, she giggled to think of her B-cups just a few days ago. Massive volumes of liquid issued from her sopping vagina and teats and splattered on the floor like so much engine oil. Slowly and over a period of a few minutes, the tentacles slowed their assault and then retreated entirely. They were immediately replaced by a different-looking tentacle, which looked like snakes without heads. They wound quickly across the floor before coming across Anna's dripping frame. She felt them wrap their bodies around her ankles and slowly dance a helix up her legs before poking their soft heads into her hot box. They were multitudinous, and quickly filled up her vaginal real-estate before switching targets and invading all available holes. Anna couldn't fight them; she was being held down by the massively strong ones on her limbs. She felt an urge to reach down and touch her quivering belly as it expanded with dozens of snake-tentacles, but was restrained by the larger ones.

These tentacles had "ends," that is they were more like snakes than the infinitely-long ones that had filled her before. She could feel her stomach pulse with each heartbeat (Though exactly what pumped her blood now was uncertain) as the snakes gradually filled her up. Again and again she came from the intense rubbing that the tentacles gave her pleasure-centers. Cum leaked from her abused pussy and asshole, and lubricated the head of every additional snake that was trying to plough its way into her. The Goddess continued to suckle her breast as snakes penetrated her other nipple. Anna couldn't even call out in happiness, as her mouth and throat were full of tentacle. A sense of excitement washed over her body, making her even hotter than before. Her breasts spurted milk, which ran down the sides of her torso and spattered on the rocky floor. It joined the puddles of cum that had been oozing out of her for the last few minutes.

Eventually, after minutes of blissful penetration, the snakes stopped filling her up. As the last few were winding their ways up her legs, Anna's stomach suddenly ballooned under internal pressure. The tentacles were cumming, which was evident from the gallons of whitish cream which billowed from her vagina. The tentacle-Goddess rushed over and clapped her jaw over it, then added her own tongue to the mix. She jammed her arm up Anna's asshole to stop the flow from there, too. All other exits filled, the cum oozed its way up her tight throat and slowly filled up her mouth. In seconds it overflowed, spilling seed down her chest. More importantly, her stomach was as still expanding with no sign of stopping. Her stomach grew red and angry, and Anna tried not to focus on the pain. The Goddess' free hand travelled down to her own crotch, and a pile of green stuff splattered out of her vagina. She gently rubbed Anna's belly with the plaster, which caused the pain to recede immediately. Some kind of aggressive vitamin-D mixture.

Finally the expansion stopped. Anna's stomach was obscenely large and her breasts looked like they could feed a small island nation. The tentacles still vibrated, and cream still poured from her used mouth, but there was an equilibrium. Anna Found that she could move her arms again, and used them to massage her sticky belly. She rubbed her fecund torso with both hands, enjoying watching it wiggle and shake with the huge mass of live flesh. A switch flicked on in Anna's brain, and she felt happy again. She felt secure, cared-for, loved, and pampered by her mother. It felt like she had reached a place she had supposed to be in for a long time. It was probably the slugs, but that didn't matter.

"Stretching, day one, is complete."

Anna's heart jumped with the words "Day one." Or rather, since she lacked a heart, she jumped. She looked up at her Goddess with an expression of ultimate happiness on her face, ready and eager to do this as many times as it took.