Clementina - S05 E01

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Clementina - S05 E01

Read Story: SEASON 5 EPISODE 1

Introduction:

Sometimes even the eternals squabble over dogma. Us mere mortals will wait over here....

This is Chapter 1, which comprises parts XXII - XXV, plus an interlude.

Just a reminder, this is partly a horror story, so consider yourself warned.

Also, another reminder, the line between female and male gets rather porous in this tale.

If you are in a hurry or just want to focus on the main storyline, you can skip part XXIII and the interlude at the end.

Clementina, Chapter 1- Citadel

Before had a chance to ask Makala what, exactly, she meant, we were interrupted by the voices of Clementina and Eva, my mother, coming into the Nexus, followed by Olympia and the twins, Athena and Demeter. Princess Rosie had retreated to a comer, folded her bug legs underneath her, and seemed to be drifting off to sleep. A moment later the crew found us.

We were all here, hanging out in Ona's royal chamber. And what a strange assortment we were. The impact of the phallites on all of us was clear, and the usual phallite body ruled the room - large, pendulous, milky breasts with wide aureoles and long nipples; narrow waists, and wide hips. For those with female genitalia large, dangling, meaty labia and clitoris. For those with male genitalia thick, huge cocks.

Clementina was probably the most normal-looking one of us. Long dark hair cascading across her milk-engorged breasts, she was the prototypical phallite female.

Ona, her sister, was also a prototypical phallite female. She also had long dark hair and a curvy, busty body. She was currently laying on her pink mounded throne, her translucent pink anal and vaginal sheaths hanging out and dribbling slime.

Eva, my mother, blonde hair, typical phallite female body shape and bust, but a half dozen tentacles ringed her slit where her labia and clitoris would normally be positioned between her wide phallite hips.

Olympia, the slenderest of the phallite females, but still curvy. She was mostly female, but instead of a clitoris she sported a long, huge, meaty cock at the top of her vulva.

Demeter and Athena, Olympia's twin daughters goth chicks with platinum dyed hair. They were mostly typical phallite females except they had already been a little on the chunky side prior to taking on their symbiotes, so they were the chubbiest of all of us.

Then there were the two cave spirits.

Makala, a seven foot tall goddess with a typical phallite shape. She was blue skinned with shiny white hair, cream colored ram's horns sprouting from her head. Her nipples were creamy white. Between her legs sprouted a huge cock. She was the only one of the crew who had a cock that rivaled my own.

Alura, green-skinned and beatiful, with a mass of tentacles below her waist where her legs should be. But deep inside those tentacles were a big cock, a vagina, and an asshole, all completely serviceable.

And finally there was myself, typical phallite female shape, but with a monster cock and testicles instead of labia, vagina, and clitoris. I was the only one of our tribe who had been male once. And was "the One", though we were still sorting out exactly what that meant.

Oh, and in the corner was Princess Rosie, one of the brood princesses who could fertilize Ona to produce a brood of workers. She was typical phallite female on top, but essentially a huge bug below the waist, with six legs, a carapace, and a strange chitinous bug-cock. She was quietly napping in the corner.

My mom and Clementina came over and stood next to me.

"You guys smell like licorice," my mom said, slyly. "What were you up to?"

"Apparently Rosie is like a battery," said. "She has to be recharged after each use"

"Sounds like fun," Clementina said.

"So about the Door of the Three," I said, turning to Makala. "Can we open that next?"

"Sure," she said. "But we should wait a couple days. I think everyone needs a couple of days to recover from that adventure."

Murmurs and nods of assent filtered around the brood chamber and everyone made for the door as my mother added a reminder that everyone should shower before getting in the pool because too much slime and dirt from the caves clogged the filters.

I was on the far side of the room so I was farthest from the door. At the end, it was just myself, Makala, and Ona, who was still lounging on her pink, slimy mound that acted as a throne.

"Let's go," Makala said, nodding to Ona and pointing towards the door.

"I think I'll just lay here," Ona said. "It's my throne. I'm the queen."

"You shouldn't spend all your time down here," Makala replied.

"Don't I get to choose what do? It was your prophecy that made me queen."

"The prophecy said you were the loving, caring, giving, selfless mother. The prophecy also said you were the gaping, slathering, selfish sucking whore. You're acting like the selfish whore. Come on."

"I want to stay and hang out with Rosie."

"Rosie isn't a companion, she's a nursemaid, and her intelligence is minimal. She lives down here, you live up in the house. Get up. Let's go.

"No," Ona said. She was being a petulant child, and she rolled over onto her stomach, turning slightly away from Makala.

"This is your last warming," Makala said.

"Go away!"

Makala grasped Ona's hair and lifted her head up so they were eye- to-eye.

"I said, let's go, whore."

Ona looked surprised but remained defiant.

"Hey, back off."

"This is my cave, bitch," Makala said. "I'm the cave spirit, so if say it's time to go, you go. Got it?"

Ona shoved Makala. The cave spirit didn't budge, but instead lifted Ona even higher in the air by her hair, then reached down between Ona's legs and seized her sheaths that were still hanging out. She lifted Ona bodily and put her down outside the doorway.

"Ow! Hey, that hurts!" Ona said. "Be gentle! Okay, I'm going."

Makala and followed Ona back up to the house, and a bit later the entire crew were in the pool or around the side, soaking in the late day sun.

"So tell me about the Door of the Three." I said.

Makala and Alura were lounging in the pool in their human forms, Makala with her arm around Alura's waist.

"The Door of the Three," Makala said. "You open it by using a key like you used to open the brood chamber. This key requires the Two and the One, Olympia and Roshele."

"Is this another in-one-end-and-out-the-other thing?" Olympia asked.

Makala nodded.

"Sweet," Olympia said.

I gestured for Makala to continue.

"So what's beyond the door?" I asked.

"The rooms where we raise the Citadel"

"What's the Citadel?"

"That, sadly, isn't something I can tell you until we get in there. As you know by now, there are rules that govern what can say,"

"Are we in any danger, like we were with that Succubus creature?"

"I can't say there is no danger at all, but it's nothing on par with what you have already faced and what you may yet face."

Further probing got me (or anyone else) nowhere, and after a bit we headed inside for some food then we wandered off to our own parts of the house.

The next two days were uneventful. I did some work on the house, and kept an eye on the work the worker creatures were doing to build our direct connection between the house and the nexus (it was finished in just 36 hours). Olympia and the twins spent a lot of time up in the lab, Ona with them. Clementina helped me out with some of my chores and did some of her own, and my mom was busy with the sale of our old house. it seemed we had a new offer.

The cave spirits spent most of their time in the caves.

Random sex occurred. Mostly fucked my mom and Clementina, but railed Ona once and Olympia once. Oh, and my mother and I went down and hooked up with Alura one time too.

But as peaceful as things were, there were a couple of odd occurrences that happened in the intervening days and presaged what was to come.

I was walking up the hill to the trees we had planted to commemorate the lives lost to the dark phallites including my own father. The hill was part of a large field probably four or five acres in total that had once been part of the large spread owned my Clementina's family. As I walked up the hill noticed that the earth was cracked in places and slightly bowed, as if something had pushed upwards from below. I showed it to the others and we decided that we should do some digging there sometime soon to see if we could discover what was erupting. If we dug down a few feet and couldn't find anything, Olympia might be able to get a ground-penetrating radar from the university.

That evening as we were all having our evening skinny dip the sound of crows, lots of them, came from the fields, particularly the area we had seen the earth heave. Hundreds of the birds lit in the field and were cawing and croaking in an avian cacophony. It was loud enough that we had to raise our voices to be heard. We had seen crows in the field before, but this was hundreds of them. It was freakish and unnerving. When we asked Alura and Makala about it, they were evasive, as they often were when there were things they were psychically bound not to tell us yet.

Finally, I had a strange feeling like somewhere underneath that earth, someone had awakened. A protector, or a guardian. It was odd.

The following Friday, we all made our way back down to Makala's chamber and into the room with the cubbies and stalks beyond. We all wore swimsuits like we usually did when going into the nexus the slime coated everything, so it was easier just to wear

a bathing suit or go naked.

Makala led us to one of the cubbies and pushed back the thick streamers of pink, slimy, skin-like organic material that walled off the cubby.