Sara pushed the shopping cart almost aimlessly as she wandered up and down the aisles of the grocery store, on the hunt for something that couldn't be bought or found on any of the shelves. The perky, pregnant blonde was looking for someone, though she didn't know who, not yet anyway. But if she found them, she was sure to know, and then the hunt would really get interesting. Sara absentmindedly put one hand on her belly as she used her other to steer the cart around an end cap and down another aisle, letting her instincts guide her.
Ever since Sara had consumed those wonderful, delicious eggs that Megan birthed, a product of, what Sara could only imagine as, a night of wild, crazed sex with Lindsey, the young blonde had an insatiable appetite. From the moment she woke to the time her mind slipped into sleep, sex was her primary and almost sole motivator. Before her encounter with those mutagenic eggs, Sara was an incredibly horny girl most days, but was able to live a fairly normal life, if not a little promiscuous at times. Once those eggs made their way into her system, it was as if her sexual inhibitors were wiped away. Her sexual cravings weren't helped by the fact that for the past week, she had a permanent, and very unique, change to her genitals.
Megan and Lindsey warned Sara that consuming too many of their eggs, or consuming them too rapidly, might lead to some very lasting changes to her body. In spite of, and in fact because of that warning, Sara drank three eggs in a roughly 24 hour period, and was left with a seemingly permanent penis, one that had been with her for the last week. Unlike a normal penis, Sara's resided inside of her until she decided to use it, or was aroused enough to have it begin to emerge on its own. The more she experimented with it, and the more she pushed her cock out of her womb, and out of her vaginal canal, the easier it became. She had begun to be able to do it almost on command, bearing down and forcing the monster dick out of her body when she desired, getting it erect and ready for action with a little physical touch and erotic thoughts.
At first birthing her cock was a little painful, her vagina stretching to accommodate such a large and girthy member, though it was never unpleasant. Sara likened it to the sting of being penetrated by a well-endowed partner; a bit shocking to the system at first but as it goes on, her body would get used to it and the discomfort would melt away into pleasure. Now, after being with her new member for the span of a week, the discomfort was all but gone, and each time she pushed her cock baby out of her pussy, the entire process filled her body with leg-quivering pleasure.
The young blonde had been experimenting with her new body, taking a leave of absence from her bland, office insurance job to figure herself and her new changes out. If she was incredibly aroused, usually by watching porn or thinking back on her sexual encounters with Megan and Lindsey, or both together, her cock would eventually emerge from her womb on its own, forcing her to bear down on it, sliding out of her fully erect and ready for action. It's rigid and rock hard flesh would glide along her clit as it slid out from her, the ridges and ripples of veins rubbing against her button causing pleasure to arc through her lower half. If she wasn't fully aroused (which was rarer and rarer by the day), she could bear down and push, birthing her cock in a flaccid state, letting the member dangle from her lower lips until she had become horny enough or massaged herself sufficiently to become erect, taking a bit of time as the behemoth cock filled and swelled to its full size.
For the last week, Sara must have ejaculated easily over fifty times, if not more. As she masturbated herself in new and exciting ways each day, her supply of cum seemed to be endless, or at least incredibly abundant. Her belly would grow bigger and fuller the longer she went without a release, as if her cum was building up inside of her womb. When she would birth her she-cock, she did so without testicles, and in combination with her swelling stomach, assumed they had to be internal, if she had any at all. The longer she went without a release the thicker and more gelatinous her cum would get too, though it was never a problem ejaculating it as her penile urethra was absolutely massive, big enough to stick a finger or two into easily. She had, in fact, birthed a clutch of eggs through that very same urethra the night she was given her glorious new gift, which certainly stretched and gaped to accommodate their not so diminutive size.
It had been close to twelve hours since Sara milked her cock and released her seed, and her stomach now looked like a woman seven or eight months pregnant. Even after a release, she still had quite the tummy, her 'male' genitals coiled up inside her womb, giving her a permanent pregnant look no matter what she did. But it didn't bother her much, all things considered, since the sensations she felt with her new cock made any bodily changes seem insignificant in comparison. In fact, her newfound permanent pregnancy made her breasts much larger than the small, perky ones she once had, and thickened her already voluptuous thighs and ass to a new degree of sexiness, her curves fully enhanced and on display now.
Sara could feel her breasts jiggle and her ass sway as she continued patrolling the aisles of the grocery store, letting her instincts guide her along. She no longer seemed to have any sexual desire towards men, as if that part of her brain had been shut off and darkened since her transformation. And even her appetite for women changed a bit, finding motherly-type females to be irresistible, wide hips and thick thighs making her more aroused than anything. Of course she found other women attractive too, but she noticed her drive leaning more towards mom bodies, even when they weren't quite the standard definition of beauty.
Today, after a week of solo playtime, Sara craved the touch of another woman. Rather than try to go to a bar or club to try and pick someone up, she went to where she knew she could find a whole variety of mom-bodied women; the grocery store. The blonde kept wandering, slowly and purposefully, down another aisle, tossing a loaf of bread into her cart to keep up the illusion that she was just a pregnant woman out shopping. Her cart had accumulated a few items to help with her ruse, somewhat random but also within the realm of believability to not arise any suspicions.
Sara noticed another strange development over the past week in regards to her sense of smell as well, and was able to pick up subtleties in the way a woman's pheromones smelled. Her nose could seemingly let her know if a woman was fertile, something her newfound lust for mother's and women with mom bodies corroborated with, at least in her mind. The consumption of Megan and Lindsey's egg had changed her not only physically but mentally, altering her sex drive to focus on excellent reproductive mates rather than pure physical attraction alone. Though, Sara thought to herself, it certainly would be preferable if *both* fell into line together; a sexy, fertile woman who she could enjoy her time with AND spread her seed.
As she rounded yet another aisle, her nose and sexual desires guiding her, she caught the whiff of something, or someone, that piqued her interest. Near the middle of the potato chip aisle she spotted a woman with an absolutely enormous ass, pear shaped, with thick thighs and wide hips, dressed in a casual pair of black leggings and a form fitting tee. The woman walked about twenty feet ahead of Sara, and though she couldn't see her face, the woman's body sparked something inside her, her heartbeat beginning to face a bit as her excitement built. Each large ass cheek jiggled and bounced as the woman slowly walked, both of them round and appearing supple looking, delicious inside of their skin-tight pants. The woman's brunette hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail and Sara guessed she was likely in her mid to late thirties, though she couldn't tell for sure.
Sara got closer, not trying to get the woman's attention just yet, and as she did, she inhaled deeply through her nose, taking in the woman's scent, even from a fair distance. It was a powerful aroma, one that hit Sara hard as she sniffed, her eyes fluttering closed as she breathed in deep. It was a musky, almost earthy smell, absolutely intoxicating and pleasurable to Sara's senses, and she instinctively sensed how heightened the woman's fertility was by her scent. A quick glance into her cart told Sara that she was probably a mother, with a variety of fruit snacks, cookies, pudding cups, and other sweets mixed in with the standard grocery fare. As Sara examined the woman, both with her nose and visually, she couldn't help but feel strange about the whole situation.
The predatory nature of what she was doing bubbled up into her thoughts, and she couldn't help but feel a bit like a creep. Here she was, pretending to shop, searching the grocery store for a suitable woman to fuck, impregnate, and spread her condition to others. She was a smart woman, and knew that this change in her sexual desires was fulfilling a need the mutation her body experienced needed. It wanted her to change, to keep devouring eggs until it was permanent, and now that it was, it wanted her to spread it more, to sow her seeds in other women so they could birth eggs and repeat the cycle again. Sara studied a fair bit of biology in college, and knew a bit about parasitic entities, taking hold of their hosts' brains, altering their behaviors, all in an effort to infect others and reproduce.
The sensation of being used and coerced by her newfound condition, her cock-baby that lurked inside of her womb, made her a bit uncomfortable. She could feel her cheeks grow flush, a cold sweat seeping in, her brow dampening and her armpits getting wet with nervousness as she slowly crept the cart forward. Was this all her body, her symbiotic relationship with this parasitic mutation, driving her to do what she was hoping to do today? Was it her cock's own desire to inseminate as many fertile female wombs it could, to give others the same condition, the same sex drive, the same—
"But think of how good her pussy will feel wrapped around your cock!" Sara jumped a little in surprise as a familiar voice spoke up into her head; her voice in fact. Ever since she first experimented with the eggs, a second voice, her voice but somehow not her own, spoke up from time to time as an encouraging force. Sara did her best to ignore it usually, but unfortunately for her it often spoke a deep, underlying truth, and this time was no different. "You know you would LOVE to fuck that pussy..."
Sara let out a heavy sigh, and knew the voice—her voice—was right. She really wanted to fuck this woman's pussy.
