Clementina - S03 E13

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Clementina - S03 E13

Read Story: SEASON 3 EPISODE 13

"You are the one," she said to me. "And you are the six. The one is the one and the six is the six. The one is eternal. The six is more than eternal. Without the six there can be no one. Without the one the six can not be. The one is the hero but the six is the mother- goddess. Together, you are the seven. The door to the seven will be yours when you unlock the lock."

Turning to Clementina, she said "You are the consort, you are the power. You are without number, because without you the one can not be the one."

She looked to Ona.

"You are the other mother, You are the loving, caring, giving selfless mother yet you are also also the gaping, slathering, selfish sucking whore. You are without number because your progeny will be without number."

She turned to Olympia. "You are two. You are the merging of two parts into one. Together with the one you can become the three. The door to the three is not ready. You must first unlock the door of the seven."

She turned to Athena and Demeter. "You are the alchemists. You are two, but you are not the two. With your two and the two and the one you become the five. The door to the five is not ready. You must first unlock the door of the three."

She turned back to me. "You are the one. The door of the one is not ready. You must first unlock the door of the five."

She closed her eyes. "The door of the one and the door of the three and the door of the five and the door of the seven do not unlock the door of the seventeen, but I can not see that far ahead. You have tried before and have never made it that far. Your own greed and desire have pushed you from the path. Your fate-and the fate of countless others is in your hands yet again. Do not fail again, for there are not limitless attempts."

There was silence. The mist filled the room. I decided to try asking a question.

"What do you mean when you say the fate of countless others is on our hands?" I asked.

Makala took a deep breath, sending a fresh wave of slime and come from the tip of her cock cascading across her engorged breasts. "Humanity has disconnected from the source. Your chance to bring your species back from the brink lies beneath us. You have tried before and failed. The time for your people runs short. Your inability to listen to your own experts who warn you of the impending disaster means that this may be your last chance. Fall, and your people may fall with you. There may be another one, another chance, but there is at least a generation between attempts and the world may be laid waste if you fail and another generation passes."

"Jesus... Clementina murmured.

"What do we have to do?" I asked.

"Unlock the locks and the path will become clear."

"What is the first lock?"

"The door of the seven."

"And how do we unlock that lock?"

"I will show you, but first ask me any further questions you may have quickly before the potion wears off."

"How many others have tried?" Olympia asked.

"Three, four, five, I have lost count. But they are always you"

"Will die when my phallite dies?" asked.

Makala's head lolled forward. She slowly opened her eyes. She gray mist was gone from them.

"Sorry, show's over," she said. "The potion only lasts for a few minutes."

She looked tired. I didn't know a cave spirit could look tired, but she did. Her cock, which had been at full attention, was quickly losing tone and hung limply between her legs, reaching to about her knees.

"I need some time to rest," Makala said. "But first, I must show you the lock and key for the door of the seven."

She moved to a small cubby in the side of the chamber and pushed the wall back, revealing another chamber beyond.

The new chamber was about the size of the one we had just been in. The floor was covered with slime and light phallites slithered about in the ooze happily. A thick coating of a glowing pink substance similar to that in the royal chamber - coated the walls. There were several cubbles I could see along the walls, but most were blocked off by coatings of the pink organic material, except for one. Makala led us to the one open cubby.

Inside the cubby was a stone bench. In the center of the bench was an impression like might be made if a person - a naked person-sat on the bench. However, there was a small problem with anyone sitting there. Protruding out of the center of the impression - where certain orifices might be if a person sat down was a long pink, phallic-looking stalk that stood about five feet above the bench.

"What the fuck. Clementina whispered as we approached.

"This is the lock and key to open the door of the seven."

The pink stalk seemed to sense our approach, and clear slime and a semen-like cream poured from the tip. It pulsated and throbbed, reaching towards us, growing longer, now almost seven feet and writhing like a tentacle.

"That's impossible," said. "Not even a phallite body could take a shaft like that. No way."

There was a long, uncomfortable pause as the stalk continued to try to reach us, and touch us. We all positioned ourself a safe distance. Then Olympia spoke up.

"Actually..." she said.

"Yeah," Ona added. "Actually there might be a way."

"How?" asked.

"I have some things I need to show you in the lab," Olympia said. "And since I think our new friend needs a nap.." she indicated Makala perhaps we should retire upstairs and come back tomorrow when we are all fresh. Sound good?"

A murmur of assent ran through us and we filed back out of the chamber, said good night to Makala, and made our way out of the nexus and up to the top floor of the barn where the lab was.

When we were all seated in front of a large computer screen, Olympia began.

Olympia began.

"You probably already know some of this from what have told you before, but please bear with me," she said, and pulled up a 3D model of a phallite-carrying human female with all the internal organs visible.

"So, as you know," Olympia said. "The phallites do a lot of rewiring and replumbing of the human body. What we are most interested in right now is the internal plumbing around the genitalia and the alimentary canal." She hit a couple of buttons on a computer keyboard and several parts of the 3D model lit up on the screen.

"As we talked about the other day, the large intestines are rerouted by the phallites. Some additional sphincters are added to wall off the last turn of the colon and the sigmoid is then extended upwards well into the chest cavity, which is why we can take things so deeply. I call that extension of the colon the phallon, after the creatures that created it There are a bunch of additional slime organs wrapped around the phallon which flush out the entire passage after evacuation. That's how it is kept clean. A second tunnel comes out of the vagina, bypassing the uterus, and connecting to the phallon almost at the very end, with sphincters in place to ensure nothing ends up in the wrong tube. You will notice the odd turn the vaginal phallon takes, which is why it is less pleasurable than the anus for deep penetration. Both the anal and vaginal phallons join at the very end in the chest cavity. I thought that was the logical end of both tunnels, but then I noticed one additional structure."

She hit another button on the keyboard, and another organ lit up in the throat of the 3D model.

"There is another exit point for the phallons," she said. "We now have a third opening in our throat that is normally held closed by a sphincter but that can open when aroused and when stimulated by an object entering the throat or pushing up from below."

"I'm not a scientist," I said when Olympia paused for a breathe. "So what are you trying to tell us? Is there a 'for Dummies' version of all this?"

"Perhaps a demonstration is in order," Olympia said. "Ona and I tried this out this morning and it worked. She nodded to Ona.

Ona, being Ona, couldn't miss the chance for putting on a show.

She slowly stripped out of her swimsuit and climbed on top of an

examination table. Olympia handed her a two-foot-long double-

headed flexible dildo. Ona graphically licked the toy from end to end, then slipped it into her mouth a few inches, teasing her throat and extracting large gobs of stime that stretched out from her mouth when she pulled the dong out. The slime slithered from her lips and ran across her heavy breasts. She licked the toy again, then slid it back down her throat.

This time, she didn't stop until the entire toy had been pushed completely inside her throat. She opened her mouth to show US that the dildo had vanished.

Ona smiled and turned around, pointing her ass at us. She purred and stretched her cheeks, gaping her asshole and revealing the slimy pink flesh inside, her sheath pushing out a couple of inches.

Olympia took a large glob of slime that was dribbling from Ona's ass and coated her hand and arm in it, then slipped her fingers Inside Ona's waiting sphincter. First it was just her fingers, then her entire hand, then her forearm, then her elbow. A few inches past her elbow, she stopped, paused, then slowly withdrew. Ona's flesh gripped her arm as she pulled out, sliding out like a sheath several inches.

Olympia's elbow appeared, then her forearm, and finally her hand, her fingers lightly gripping the end of the double-headed monster we had just seen Ona slide down her throat. When the far end of the dong popped free of her prolapsed sheath, Ona squeezed her asshole shut, sending fresh globs of slime sliding down her thick labia. She knelt and took the dildo in her hands, licking it end-to- end, before turning to the rest of us and smiling, gripping the toy between her breasts like she was about to tit-fuck it.

"Any questions?" she asked coquettishly.

The five of us who weren't involved in the demonstration looked at each other.

"So can all of us do this?" Demeter asked. "Including Roshelle?"

"Yes," Olympia replied. "All of our phallons connect into our throats."

"So, given a big enough cock, we could go all the way through," Athena said.

Olympia nodded. "I'd recommend going in anally the first time. Vaginally has some additional turns that could be uncomfortable until you are used to it."

Another moment of silence grabbed the room, until I asked the question that I think was on everyone's mind.

"So who's going to ride that pink stalk downstairs?" asked.

As expected, Ona's hand shot up in the air....

I shook my head and looked at Ona.

"Of course you volunteered," I said and smiled. "I wouldn't have expected otherwise."

It was getting late in the day and we were all pretty beat. We wandered back to the house, ordered delivery for dinner, and congregated, as often did, for an evening skinny dip. As we lounged around the pool, we mulled over Makala's "prophecy".

"So what was the order of doors again?" Demeter asked. "And who is what number?"

"I was the one," I said. "My mother is the six and together my mother and I are the seven. The door to the seven is what that pink stalk thing will supposedly open. And Clementina doesn't have a number but she's my consort."

Ona spoke up. I remember I'm the other mother, whatever that means. I'm also a slut. I'm supposed to have progeny without number, I wonder if that means I finally get to be the white queen."

"Right" said. "And Olympia was number two and with me together we become the three. Once we unlock the door of the seven we can unlock the door of the three."

"Athena and I supposedly are alchemists," Demeter said. "She said we were two, but not the two that's our mother. But once we unlock the door of three, we combine with our mother and with Roshelle to become the five and can unlock the door of the five"

"And that comes back to me, am the one," said. "But in order to unlock the door of the one we have to unlock the door of the five."

"That all adds up to sixteen, Clementina said. "But she also talked about a door of the seventeen."

"Yeah, but said she couldn't see that far ahead," added.

To me the scary part was the part at the very end," Athena chimed