Clementina - S05 E02

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Clementina - S05 E02

Read Story: SEASON 5 EPISODE 2

streamers of pink, slimy, skin-like organic material that walled off the cubby.

Inside was a bench like there had been in the other door-opening cubbies, as well as a five-foot pink stalk coming out the center. The bench was similar to the others.

We all knew what was coming, and Olympia was already keyed up for her role. She peeled off her swimsuit and stood naked in front of the bench, looking the long pink, ribbed stalk up and down. Her long nipples atop her pendulous breasts were sending rivulets of phallite milk across her chest and her cock was already almost fully erect, sticking out 18 thick inches in front of her, a steady stream of slime pouring down from the tip. Her pussy, similarly, was trickling slime down her legs, and her pink, translucent anal sheath was already sticking six inches out of her gaping asshole, dribbling slime from the tip.

I've already described the pink stalk excitement before, I don't need to describe it again, except to say we heard a door opening deep in the nexus during the session.

Once the fucking had slowed and we all had gathered our wits, the entire gang made their way back out to the nexus where the next door in line now stood open, a dark tunnel beyond. There was a switch just inside that lit up the corridor and a room at the far end, probably twenty feet down the tunnel.

"Maybe we should slow down and let the science team go in first," Olympia said.

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence, then everyone shook their heads.

Olympia shrugged, "Well, tried."

"What do we expect to find?" I asked Makala, not sure if I might get an explanation now that we had unlocked the door, but she remained silent.

"Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be fucking weird," Ona added as we started down the corridor.

At the very end we entered the chamber beyond to whispers and whistles.

"Whoa," Clementina said. "Your order of weird has been delivered."

Weird. Yeah. But we were getting used to weird. Even the science team had sort of realized we had entered a space where the rules of science had been broken in strange and unpredictable ways.

The room we had entered behind the now-open Door of the Three was about the size of Makala's chamber with her throne, or Alura's chamber with her well and statue. Except in this room the ceiling was much higher and their appeared to be some kind of a balcony that ran around two thirds or so of the way up.

But that wasn't the weird part. The weird part was the pair of statues that formed a sort of arch over a small pool - not unlike the antechamber connected to the house where I first met the light phallites. Similar to that room, this one held statues of two Individuals with, um, body parts, extended over the pool. Both of the statues before us now had generally female phallite forms, with their pendulous breasts, long nipples, narrow waist, and flared hips. And both statues had normal phallite female labia and vagina. However both had cocks where their clits should be.

But still, that also wasn't the weird part.

Both statues had very large cocks. But one of the statues had two cocks, one just on top of the other, both sprouting from where the woman's clitoris should have been. If this were a normal-sized person, the cocks would have been around eighteen inches long the size of Oympia's meat. I glanced up at the face of the statue. The face held at least a passing resemblance to her. This statue had one hand on their lower cock, and the other hand reaching across the pool to the other statue.

The second statue had a face with some similarity to mine, however it had a vagina, not testicles. The labia around the slit were big, and hung down like a thick ragged hood nearly a foot below the body. The statue had a gargantuan cock, that sucker would have been more than two feet on a normal sized person not unlike my own when tighten up all my muscles. But the cock head was flared and the slit at the end was long and had what looked a lot like pussy lips around it. Not lobed labia but more of the puffy innie sort of pussy lips. The statue was grasping its cock in both hands like it was a fucking baseball bat, and the opposite statue had reached across the pool and slid two fingers inside the head, stretching it downwards. If that were a normal sized person, the head of the cock would have been stretched out at enough to

slide your fist inside.

All three cocks were carved as if slime or come were assaying

from the tips.

It was freaky.

Behind the statues on the wall was another image, this one carved in relief, showing a phallite-like female with a crow or raven on one shoulder, and a bat on the other, along with a decent sized cock. Beside the image of the crow/bat girl was a set of stairs leading up to a bricked-in arch.

We all stood taking the scene before us in. I glanced around and noticed that Makala and Alura had moved back so their backs were against the far wall and they were looking upwards towards the balcony that ran around the upper reaches of the chamber.

I followed their gaze up and in the shadows I thought saw something move.

"There's something up there," I said. All heads turned up as a shadow moved along the balcony.

"Alura? Makala?" came a sweet-sounding woman's voice from above. "How long has it been?"

"Nearly a century, Bathory," said Makala.

"And who are your friends?" the shadowed figure asked.

"The One, the Six, the Consort, the Two, the Not-the-Two, and of

course, the Whore," Makala called back.

"There are many Ones, Makala. Is this 'A' One or "The One?"

"This is The One," Alura said.

"And you know this how?" came the voice from above.

"Come down and taste her for yourself, and you shall know."

"And if come down and it is not The One, may have her?"

"Taste me? And what does she mean 'have me?" I interrupted.

"Nothing to worry about," Makala said, clearing her throat then calling up to Bathory. "No promises, only that when you come down and taste her, you will know."

"Will the Citadel be restored?" Bathory said.

"Why the fuck else would we be here?" Alura said, exasperation in her voice.

"Does she have the beacons?" Bathory asked.