Clementina - S04 E03

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Clementina - S04 E03

Read Story: SEASON 4 EPISODE 3

We slowly made our way back into the slime-filled nexus, and considered the newly-opened scarab-carved door.

The other doors had opened to tunnels leading back to other chambers, but this door led straight into another chamber. And while the other doors had a ledge inside to prevent the nexus slime from entering, but this chamber only had a slight up ramp. A thin layer of slime only an inch or so-coated the stone floor. The licorice smell of phallite sex was thick in the air.

The chamber was about the size as Makala's chamber had been, except instead of a pool in the center, in the center was a large. pink mound similar to the thick pink flesh that coated the white queen's chamber at the far end of the nexus. It looked soft and inviting. Arrayed around the edges of the room were a series of ovoid-looking objects. The egg-like things were about five feet tall and stood on short pedestals that raised the eggs a few inches off a floor that was coated in a light layer of phallite slime. There were about ten different eggs around the room. Some were different colors or had markings on them. The pedestals were all carved with symbols that couldn't recognize.

Ona was already seated on the pink mound, luxuriating in its soft, warm, slimy surface.

"So," she said to Makala, shrugging off her swimsuit so her bare skin could press better against the soft mound. "You prophesized I was something like the mother of thousands but also a gaping. slathering whore. Tell me more." She smiled.

Olympia entered the room, interrupting before Makala could answer.

"Everyone, clear out," Olympia said. "These look like eggs - as expected. I want a full set of tests before anyone contaminates anything more than they already have. Ona, get up. You shouldn't be touching that thing until we know what it is."

"Oh, come on," Ona purred. "It's soft, and slimy, and nice." She nuzzled in deeper.

Olympia reached out and pulled Ona harshly to her feet.

"If you still want to be part of the science team, you need to get busy," Olympia said, slapping Ona on her ass. Ona mumbled something and followed the twins out of the room and up into the lab to gather their gear.

Everyone was anxious to find out more about the room, but Olympia shooed us all out into the nexus, saying the team needed a day for tests. So we all filtered back up to the house for the rest of the day, doing the normal mundane crap we do every day.

The next morning, Olympia called us to the lab and assumed her college professor tone, along with some Powerpoint slides on a screen behind her. I rolled my eyes. Once a lecturer, always a lecturer.

"We've done a complete check of the brood chamber. There are a number of eggs which seem to contain different creatures. Each egg contains a slightly different creature, but all of them seem to have one thing in common."

"What is that?" I asked.

"They're all full of eggs of their own."

"So they will hatch pregnant?" Clementina asked.

Olympia nodded. "Appears so."

"Is there anything toxic?" my mom asked.

"No, nothing toxic, but we aren't sure what the creatures inside the eggs are for and why they are full of eggs. I'd like for us to consider breaking one open and conducting an autopsy on the creature inside."

Alura and Makala had been hovering in the back while we spoke. Makala spoke up.

"But you would kill it," she said.

"It's better than one of us dying."

"None of you will die from the brood. The creatures in the eggs are here just to breed workers who will do what we tell them. There is no danger, just a rather lusty fertilization ritual."

"That's easy for you to say, you're immortal," Olympia fired back

"None of us will be immortal anymore if we fail in our mission,"

"None of us will be immortal anymore if we fall in our mission."

The rest of the room had been watching the two sides go back and forth, now there was a pause in the conversation, Suddenly I realized all eyes were on me.

"You're the One," my mom said. "What do you think we should do?"

I wasn't used to being the decision maker in an argument like this, so I punted.

"Let's just do a show of hands. Who thinks we should sacrifice one of these eggs and do an autopsy?"

Olympia raised her hand. Demeter and Athena looked at the floor nervously

"And who thinks we should just go forward with this fertilization ritual without anymore tests?"

My mom, Ona, Alura, Makala, and Clementina all raised their hands. The twins abstained.

Olympia bowed. "I disagree, but the consensus has spoken"

We sauntered back down to the brood chamber. Ona immediately leapt back on the pink mound and the rest of us stood nervously around the room.

Makala was walked slowly around the circle of eggs, touching each one. As she did, each in turn lit up with a faint glow.

You wanted to be a queen, so be it," Makala began. "Each of these eggs contains a princess. Each princess produces eggs for a different type of brood. The mission of the princess is to put her eggs in the queen and help raise her brood. Once her eggs are in the queen, any one of us or all of us with a cock can fertilize the eggs. Me, Alura, Roshelle, Olympia, or even Eva."

My mother, Eva, spoke up. "No, not me. I can do a tentacle trick but I don't shoot out any semen."

"Yet," Alura said, and winked at my mother. "Give it time and you will and probably soon."

"All of you," Ona interrupted. "I want every cock here inside of me. I want to be the gaping, slathering whore you prophesied."

want to be the gaping, slathering whore you prophesied."

"So be it. Once the eggs are fertilized," Makala continued, "they will grow rapidly into the brood. And once the brood has exited the queen, she can repeat the process with another brood."

Ona was still luxuriating on the pink mound as she listened to Makala talk.

"So, you said we needed workers, right?" she said.

Makala nodded. "The caves need work, and I think you have also talked about widening the crawlspace leading to the chamber with the male and female statues so you didn't have to walk to the barn to come down to the nexus, right?"

Clementina nodded.

"Then we need workers," Makala said, then turned to Ona. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"I was born ready," she said. She was already fingering herself as she lay on the pink mound, her body coated with the slime that oozed from the pink flesh.

Makala walked to one of the eggs. It was cream-colored with dark marbling throughout. She stood behind it, caressing it for a moment. Then she took one of her large, cream-colored nipples and squirted a streamer of milk across the egg. She slowly caressed the ovoid, working the milk into the shell. After a moment, a crack appeared. Little pieces of shell began to fall away and the thing inside slowly unfolded itself into the room, dripping slime across the already slick floor.

How to describe the worker brood princess. Initially words failed me

Once completely out of the egg, her legs unfolded, she stood about five-and-a-half feet high. Not unlike Alura, from the waist up she had a mostly human form including a pretty face framed by dark red hair, and the usual large, pendulous milky breasts. But below the waist was something entirely different.

Her lower body was about four feet long and sprouted six long insect-like legs. Her carapace was black marbled with streaks of red, and on the top, in red, was the symbol on the pedestal where her egg had been.