Allison Gets Bred

It was ten o'clock at night, and Allison was getting ready for bed. After a long day of classes and hanging out with friends she was ready to wind down and call it an evening. As she held the blow dryer over her dark brown hair, Allison was going over the mental checklist of what she needed to do tomorrow. Having to get up early to help open and maintain a library, spend her free time on breaks studying for classes, and then when she gets done with that she has to attend the chess club meeting.

There are some days Allison wishes she could just stop having to do things, and could spend the rest of her life as a 22-year old woman without a worry or care troubling her mind at night. As she slips on an oversized t-shirt, Allison pulls it over her head and as she slips it down her body, the soft cotton fabric running over her breasts, then down past her ass and her cock, before the bottom of the t-shirt ends up slightly past her knees.

Allison steps out of the bathroom into the darkened studio that she shares with her roommate. Save for the single lamp lighting her bed, and the small glow from the alarm clock, the only other light was a streetlight penetrating the darkness of the apartment through the window. Allison's roommate had long since gone to bed, and with the pills she takes prior to sleep, the only thing that could wake her now would be a train crashing through their walls. Allison walked over to her bed and crawled under the covers, her mind racing with everything she still has to do this week. After several minutes of tossing and turning, she finally found herself able to quiet down long enough to fall asleep.

Allison rolls over and slowly opens her eyes as she's woken up in the middle of the night. The darkness of the apartment is illuminated by the streetlight and the low red haze of the alarm clock. Her roommate lies in a deep slumber in the bed across from the nightstand. As Allison stretches and decide to get up to use the bathroom she feels something preventing her legs from moving. Something warm, soft, and slimy is wrapping around each leg.

In a panic, Allison quickly throws off the covers to discover a writhing mass of purple tentacles coming up from the foot of the bed, lit by the warm glow from the light cast through the window. Slowly, two of them wind around her legs. Their texture feels slick and smooth, but somehow a relaxing warmth is emanating from underneath their flesh. She feels two more quickly grab and pull her arms over her head and wrap them together, pinning them to the head of the bed. Before Allison can scream another tentacle quickly winds around her head, mouth, and then her throat, effectively silencing and holding her in place.

As Allison starts to squirm and struggle, another tentacle hovers over her face, this one different from the rest. At the end of its tip there is to be a plant bulb of sorts, the hue fading from purple to a brownish green at the tip. Allison soon realizes what is about to happen, and the bulb opens to reveal an internal, phallic form at the center. It seems to study her for a moment before the bulb closes again, starting to worm its way between the tentacles covering her mouth. Allison can feel those tentacles loosen, but before she can cry for help the bulb reopens, affixed perfectly over her gentle lips. Her mouth fills up with that phallic form as it passes over her lips into her mouth, before resting on her tongue.

With Allison's mouth fixed open, she begins to feel a fluid leaking from around the inner parts of the bulb past her lips and into her mouth. The taste of this liquid as it flows down her tongue is like nectar. It starts to fill every part, coating her tongue, cheeks, and the back of her throat... It feels warm, pleasing, slick. As the fluid coats her mouth, her whole mouth feels warm and a numbing sensation sets in. Soon, she feels a gentle voice in her mind commanding her to pleasure this creature. She squirms at first over this thought, but very quickly obliges, letting her tongue work over this strange, phallic object stuffed into her small mouth by this alien creature.

Allison continues working, the juices coating and flowing out of her mouth, down her chin, and rolling down the rest of her soft body. Everywhere the liquid flows down her skin becomes numb and tingly and warm with arousal. As the tentacles relax from restraining Allison, releasing their grip on her hands and your legs, she tries to move but finds that she cannot, as her body has gone limp and unresponsive. As much as Allison tries, she is barely able to lift a single finger on either of her hands, much less curl her toes or do much more than use her mouth to compulsively work the end of this creature.

As Allison continues to suck and massage the bulb, it begins to twitch in her mouth for a few seconds before she feels it gush a fluid along her tongue and down her throat. An overpowering taste sweet but at the same time bitter floods and envelops her senses. While this bulb continues to twitch and squirt into her mouth, she feels compelled to milk it for all that it's worth. The fluid quickly flows down her throat and fills her belly up, her whole body reacting to the juices. Allison feels her skin flush warm with rapidly growing arousal, and the tentacles respond in kind by touching, caressing, and massaging her body in various spots and ways. Some run up and down her thighs, a few rub along the soles of her tender feet eliciting soft giggles from her covered mouth, two just dance circles around her under arms, and one rubs and pets her head. She can see more tentacles shifting and moving under her t-shirt, their forms visibly slithering along her body to reach their various destinations.

As the tentacles continue to work their way over Allison's body, she reaches new heights of arousal that she never thought possible. Each tentacle sends waves of pleasure rocking through her whole body as it rubs her. With every pass of the tentacle petting her head, she can feel her mind slowly relax, absent of the myriad of thoughts she had previously. Another burst of fluid flows from the bulb, followed by another round of arousal and warmth washing over her body in waves. With each load, the bitter taste fades and the fluid starts developing a taste like a warm honey in. Her body begins to impulsively crave it more and more, hungry to drink up every last bit of fluid that this creature is filling her with. As time passes, her mind continues to empty, and reverting back into a state of primal arousal. Unable to do anything except to let the tentacles continue to play with her, Allison's mind completely succumbs and begins to empty of all thoughts.

After laying on the bed for some time, blissfully empty, and worked over by the tentacles, the creature starts to readjust Allison's body. The tentacles around her small arms tighten just enough to keep them pulled over her head, and the two playing with her thighs start to wrap around her legs, pulling them apart and lifting them up, leaving her in a compromised position. If Allison wasn't so preoccupied on servicing this thing, she would be embarrassed that her roommate could wake up and discover her like this. Allison's roommate waking up to see Allison with nothing more than a shirt on and her lower body exposed and vulnerable for whatever this thing wanted to do with it. The thoughts caused butterflies to fill the empty parts of Allison's insides. As she swallows another load from the bulb, she start to feel less empty and more dizzy with pleasure as some incomprehensible thoughts start to flow through her mind. With what little comprehensible thought Allison still had, she realized this thing is trying to communicate.

Allison tries to focus on these thoughts as the tentacle petting her suddenly braces the back of her head, propping her up so she could have full view of her own body. From the foot of the bed, she sees another writhing mass of tentacles crawling up towards her exposed parts. They seem different from the other tentacles, appearing to be smaller and with a form in the center of them. Another load fills her mouth as this writhing mass latches on to her body. The smaller tentacles extend and wrap around her thighs, sending waves of passion and tingling sensations from their contact. When the rest of the mass wraps around her body, it adjusts her hips so it has a clear view of her ass. As the thought comes to mind about what this creature is going to do, another flood of liquid gushes out of the bulb, once more relaxing her mind with another wave of warmth and arousal.

Allison watches as the various small tentacles open and attach to her inner thighs, ass, and around her groin. Then, two tentacles with small pads on them start to grope and massage her sensitive testicles. As they do, she feels a building orgasm rock her whole body, but it continues to build without ceasing, causing her eyes to roll and lose focus on anything going on in the room. Allison's now aching dick starts to release copious amounts of precum, covering her whole shaft. In her heightened orgasmic state, her senses start to kick into overdrive. She can smell both the arousal and fluids of her own body mixing with the pheromones of this creature. A sweet floral bouquet is mixed with the musky hint of her own sweat, and the enticing smell of her own sexual fluids. All Allison can think about as she tries to process this is that she want more, and a growing want for this creature to take as much of her as it can for its own pleasure.

Suddenly, Allison feel another sensation mixed with everything else. Her eyes manage to focus enough to look at her breasts. Allison can feel them aching, with a compulsive urge taking over her body to have them massaged and sucked. The sensation grows, with her shirt starting to become noticeably damp from her breasts lactating in response to whatever this creature is doing to her body. As if complying, she feel two more tentacles with large pads work their way up her body from the hips, to under her shirt, towards her needy breasts. As they work their way up,

Allison soon feels a powerful suction coming from under the large pads. She can tell these two tentacles are leaving a trail of eldritch hickies from her hips all the way to her chest. Finally, they latch on, the pads wrapping perfectly around both of her breasts, with the suction resting squarely over her perky nipples. Allison feels this creature starting to drink from her breasts, and she feels a sense of contentment wash over her now quiet mind as if this is what she was meant to do. She feels another tentacle work its way up her now hardened shaft, sending shivers through her groin as each brush of the tentacle moving tickles her foreskin.

Allison then notices the tentacle open up at its end as it reaches her wet tip. It begins to extend a proboscis that starts to lap up her precum and working around her tip and foreskin before it finds its prize - Allison's vulnerable urethra. As it starts to insert itself, she feels another flow of fluid in her mouth. This time it takes on a different consistency. Before the fluid felt very viscous, like a syrup. This time, it came more watery, and starts to taste different and yet familiar, like a very mild, but still sweet, flavor, and a slightly creamier feeling to it. Allison's body relaxes and flushes with even more orgasmic explosions flowing through her. At this time, the tentacle exploring her thick cock slides its proboscis into the urethra with ease while the opening of the tentacle engulfs her whole cock, all the way down to the base. It feels as if her cock is being milked by a warm, wet hole. Allison feels fluids flowing from her cock into this tentacle, as if she is repeatedly cumming, but separate from the orgasms currently overtaking her whole body.

At this point the core of this writhing mass fixes itself against Allison's ass, the tentacles on either side spreading her cheeks, revealing her hole to this creature. She feels two more tentacles running up and down her ass, from the taint all the way to the tailbone. As the tentacles pass back and forth, she can feel them spreading a slick and oily like substance over her ass. Both tentacles then center over Allison's hole readying for the next step. After positioning themselves, she feels another round of fluids fill her mouth, lulling Allison deeper into a blank state, with the activities of the coming day forgotten. One of the tentacles then slides effortlessly into her asshole. Allison feels a slight discomfort as her asshole opens itself to accommodate the large, slithering object worming its way into her nether regions. This discomfort is quickly replaced by a warm feeling. Allison's whole body is screaming through every sense she has to be filled by this creature in every way that it can. While this urge builds itself, Allison feels that one tentacle exit out of her backside before the other one enters and goes just as deep. As it does, then it starts backing out again, and the previous one re-enters.

The tentacles continue working this hole in a very intentionally rhythmic pattern, but with each pass Allison feels less and less resistance in her body, as her insides start to open more to these tentacles. When her body has been worked loose by the two tentacles, she feels the main part of the mass insert a larger phallic tentacle inside her. The head of it feels massive, bigger than anything Allison has ever put inside herself. This large phallic creature then quickly slopes off into a more manageable shaft. She feels it slither deep into her innards, bringing pleasure at the thought of being invaded and filled up by this alien creature.

As it continues to crawl deeper, Allison feels a bump on one side of the shaft slowly sliding past her now welcoming entrance before the whole thing stops. This bump parks itself right against her prostate, adding additional pressure and pleasure in her groin. After stopping, Allison's lust addled mind goes back to the feelings of this thing stimulating and working over her breasts and dick, and groping every other part of her vulnerable body. This creature then fills her mouth with more fluid. The haze that has been flooding Allison's mind has finally cleared to one thought that is now at the forefront - She wants this creature to take her and breed her as its Queen, and nothing else, for all eternity.

Allison lays there for what feels to be over an hour, continually getting worked over in every conceivable manner by this mass of tentacles that is prepping her to be its breeding stock. Her mind continues to slip deeper into fantasies about what she wants this creature to do as she is prepared for carrying it's spawn. Finally, Allison feels the large tentacle inside her anus start to pulsate. Like a calming heartbeat, each pulse of the massive slithering girth inside her sends pleasuring shockwaves throughout her entire body. She feels the nub resting on the prostate hit it rhythmically, like a firm massage right on her sweet spot. Each bump also makes her cock feel like it is melting in pure ecstasy. Not quite an orgasm, but this tentacle is able to stimulate Allison in the right ways to make her cock feel even more sensitive and stimulated.

With every rhythmic pulse, Allison feels her body finally react to the assaults by shuddering with pleasure. Each pulse causes her to shudder more and more, as if in a dance with this creature. As the pulses continue, a slick substance starts secreting from the tentacle and filling her ass, coating the insides and leaking out. The substance causes her asshole to relax further, loosening to a point where one could probably slide an arm inside it with no resistance. Yet the entrance itself still feels like it is firmly secured around the large object inside. The time between pulses decreases, and Allison soon realizes she won't have to wait long for the next step.

Finally, Allison feels the end of the massive tentacle inside gushing fluids. It starts filling her stomach gradually, causing a comforting sensation to fill her intestines. Another pulse sends her body into another shudder before she begins to feel something coming down the main tentacle. The main tentacle starts pushing an object into her anus. Allison's anus feels a slight discomfort as a round bump in the tentacle the size of an apple starts trying to push through the hole. Allison begins to squirm and reflexively clenches up, and another pulse comes from the tentacle timed with another gush of fluid from the tentacle in her mouth. Her body starts to relax and get even warmer, followed by the object in the main tentacle squeezing its way past her hole with ease and starting to travel up her insides.

Allison can feel this tentacle move at a decent pace, and as it moves a trail of butterflies follows it in her stomach. However, combined with every other sensation they end up feeling pleasing, making her crave more. Almost as if this creature heard Allison, she begins to feel another round object push its way past her anus and flow into her. As soon as it passes into her, the first object exits the head of the tentacle and deposits into her stomach. With it depositing another gush of fluid comes from the tentacles in her mouth and stomach, sending more pleasurable sensations through Allison's body. If she could move her hands right now she would want to caress and feel her belly. Allison feels the second egg flow deep inside before another egg slides into her anus. As her belly starts to fill with more eggs and fluids, she begins to see it swelling up, and Allison's head fills with warm thoughts of giving birth to this creature's brood.

Finally, as if knowing what she wants, the tentacles wrapped around her body move to wrap around her wrists and shifted them to rest right on her belly. In that moment she manages to move her hands and fingers enough to be able to caress and feel her stomach as it gets bigger with each egg planted inside. Allison lost count on the amount of eggs inside after ten... At least she thinks it was up to ten. It does not matter at this point, Allison just wants more of these eggs inside her. She continues to caress and stroke her belly as more eggs fill every crevice inside her cavity. Allison's own skin feels soft and slick with sweat and other fluids, but her belly feels firm, and if she presses hard enough she can feel the little bumps of each of the eggs. The thought of being this thing's brood mother sends her mind into a glowy haze. She continues to lay there melting more into this thing's many tentacles as she is getting fucked and bred, while being sucked and stimulated by the different appendages.

After Allison feels her insides filled at much as this thing could manage, the main tentacle starts to slide back out of her intestines until the main head of it stops and acts as a plug right at her back door. As it does so, more tentacles start to slither up from under your bed and begin wrapping and binding around Allison's now filled and swollen body, preparing to pull her back into its domain. Allison feels her legs start to be drawn together and tentacles wrap around her thighs and ankles before drawing them in close. Another tentacle finds its way behind her head, before wrapping around the back of her head to brace and protect it. Finally, she feels her body start to shift as if getting ready to be moved. As it does, her head gets propped up by the tentacle behind it, and for the first time tonight Allison is able to get a good look at herself.

While before she wouldn't describe her build as slim or fit, Allison's belly has now filled out to a size she didn't think was possible. Her stomach has grown to a size of a person 9-months pregnant, and she can't see past it to her lower half at all. Wrapped around the various parts of her body she is able to see are various tendrils of different sizes, constantly shifting and moving. The visuals fill her mind with warm thoughts of how this creature is going to keep Allison, enslaved as a breeder, solely for the purposes of birthing more of its kind. A pleasant thought enters her head that more of these things are going to grace others with the same gift she is now feeling. Maybe one of her own brood will come back for her roommate. An eternity of time with her roommate both being used makes Allison shudder with pleasure. Allison was so occupied with her thoughts and mental images of her future that she didn't even feel her body move over the side of the bed or the tentacles gently lowering her to the floor. Allison managed to get a glance at the alarm clock as she is being brought down past it. The time is currently almost seven in the morning.