Despite having broken into her womb and pressing against the back of it, a good four inches of my penis remained out in the open. Grinning sadistically I pushed still further, eliciting screams of pain from her pouty lips, though these stopped when I finally had every millimetre inside of her moist tunnel. I wanted to enjoy this so I went slowly, pulling out until a single inch remained inside her, before thrusting with slow but inhumanly powerful force. With my cock still inside her I carried her to the large bed that dominated most of the room and rested her on it, allowing my tentacles to retract from her arms and waist. I smiled again and wrapped two tentacles around her large tits, encircling them until the tips of the tentacles reached her rock hard nipples.
She was crying out in orgasm and, while I wouldn't have any trouble disposing of them, I didn't want to risk the neighbours hearing, so another tentacle entered her mouth and she sucked on it like it was the only source of sustenance left. I moved another tentacle, this one a good three inches thick to her undulating asshole. As I hilted inside her again my tentacle began to tease the tighter entrance, its slime dripping down over her rosebud, she knew what was coming, and as my slave she could do nothing but writhe in desperate need to be filled with my appendages and semen. I began to tease her entrance with the tip, pushing in half a centimetre, she was moaning and begging for it around the thick tendril currently lodged in her throat. Who was I to deny her this pleasure? Without a seconds more hesitation I pushed the tentacle in seven inches up her virgin asshole.
Her muffled screams were musical, but I wasn't through yet. In my mind I knew that my children would be shape shifters and thus would be very small until they exited their host and took their own forms, this meant that I had to be prepared for any situation, such as feeding them. I grew two new tentacles, these looked exactly the same as the others, aside from the wicked sharp needle that was the tip, this would inject her with everything she would need to grow. To grow and produce enough milk to feed the starving dozens of my children. I moved the new tentacles to her tits and, before she could look down and see them, I penetrated her breasts, and immediately began to spray the chemical compound that would increase her milk production a hundred fold. Even I was amazed when the effects immediately took hold and her already large tits grew and grew, until they were squashed against the bed, and still they kept growing. Not wanting to risk an injury, I picked her up off the bed and laid down so that she rode my massive cock, which could be easily seen by the bulge protruding from her abdomen. As she rode me I removed the tentacles wrapped around her still growing tits and placed my hand over them. They were massive. Easily a H cup, or maybe a G? I didn't know all I knew was that she wasn't quite done yet.
As I fondled her enlarging breasts the now free tentacles moved to her ass and joined their thicker brother inside her anus. I was getting close now and so I moved the three tentacles through her intestines and into her stomach, where they soon met the other one. She never had trouble breathing, though I have no idea how this was possible. Anyway the four tentacles coiled inside her stomach, more and more of their infinite length coiling into a massive ball of tentacles inside her strengthened body. Soon the ball of tentacles was easily visible from the outside and as her cunt tightened around my pulsating cock I lost it.
The first spurt of cum caused her entire torso to bulge outwards. The needle tentacles had finished injecting her and were now acting as a plug to keep the milk in until I sealed them, but they too unleashed a torrent of cum within her. The next blast was even greater and stretched her even further. I knew I had an enormous supply of cum, but this surprised even me. Over the centuries I always made my female lovers inflate with my cum, but even with the addition of the tentacles, this load was greater than any amount I'd unleashed before. I placed my hands on the sides of her massively bloated belly, unable to reach the front, and was amazed at how hard was despite the fact that it was filled with cum. I pulled out of her womb, my cock spraying a layer of slime over her cervix, causing it to seal shut, keeping every last drop of sperm laden semen inside.
Her stomach had ballooned outward as well, my tentacles having thickened unintentionally to keep all the cum inside. I now removed these tentacles. There was a brief moment of silence before a fountain of my juices exploded from her mouth and gaping anus, covering us both in several thick layers of it. My cock soon disappeared and I laid her barely conscious form beside me, our hands each caressed her bloated womb, me in anticipation, her in absolute wonder and bliss. Then the first ripple came and her eyes rolled back into her head and I knew that her ovaries had been forced to produce hundreds, if not thousands, of eggs so that my sperm may fertilise each and every one. Soon her already swollen womb grew yet again as new life quickly began to take shape within her.
But I felt like this wasn't enough. That simply one woman carrying my children wasn't satisfactory, I wanted, no, needed more. Leaving her to revel in the bliss of her pregnancy I went out to find yet more women and bring them home, though I did not know it at the time I was plotting to rule this world, just through highly unconventional means. Why? I do not know, all I know is that I must create more of my spawn. I wish deeply that I knew where these needs came from, but those thoughts disappeared shortly after they were formed. The reason being because I saw her, my mistress, my creator, my saviour.
"Erena?"
