Clementina - S05 E20

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Clementina - S05 E20

Read Story: SEASON 5 EPISODE 20

"What the fuck, my mother murmured next to us.

The young prisoner screamed when the dark queen entered and tried to pull away but the two guards held her tight.

The dark queen smiled, a fresh tendril of slime slipping from the corner of her mouth. She moved towards the prisoner and stood over her, reaching out and stroking the woman's face. The girl spat in the dark queen's face, but the queen didn't seem phased. She just slipped out a long pink tongue and licked the spittle off her cheek, smiling the entire time.

The prisoner tried to pull away, but it was to no avail, the guards held her tight. The dark queen beamed down and ran a hand up the kneeling prisoner's cheek, then she knelt down and squatted in front of the girl, her pendulous breasts hanging heavily against a bulging stomach that forced her legs apart, gaping her cunt below. A trickle of bloody slime slid from her slit. The prisoner girl was slightly emaciated, and her rib cage showed starkly against her skin. The phallite queen held out her breast to the woman, squirting a thick strearn of phallite milk towards her mouth. The prisoner pulled away and shook her head, but the guards pushed her towards the dark queen's heavy, milk laden tit and deep black nipple.

Reluctantly at first, the young woman took a sip from the light

stream of milk the dark queen squeezed from her long, thick nipple and wide midnight black aureole. Once she had taken a few sips, the prisoner leaned forward and willingly planted her lips against the queen's heavy breast, sucking voraciously. The dark queen squeezed more and more and the girl sucked at her midnight black tit. I had to wonder how long these monsters had been starving this girl.

When the milk slowed from the first breast, the queen moved her to her other tit. Again, she drank greedily. I could see by the look on her face and her body language that the intoxicating effect of the phallite milk was have its impact on her, as her shoulders relaxed and she pressed her body against the dark queen's chest and bulging abdomen.

Finally the milk slowed and the prisoner leaned back. No longer wearing a look of fear on her face, she knelt in front of the dark queen and smiled, then leaned forward for a kiss. The two had a long, passionate embrace, their lips locked on each other. A thin thread of slime poured from the corner of the queen's mouth, and

she pulled back and trickled the slime down the girl's body.

Still squatting before the girl, the queen leaned back and spread her legs, exposing her gaping, slimy, bloody midnight black cunt. She ran her fingers up and down her slit, then began stroking her thick, meaty clitoris. As I watched I realized that this dark queen was more like Olympia than Ona, because as she stroked her clit it grew and hardened, growing long and curving upwards to well over a foot. She didn't have a clit. She had a cock. I had never seen a dark queen with a cock before, or a cock just like this one, but then again, had only ever seen one dark queen. Either way, was pretty sure that meat of hers would grow to be a lot longer than the foot or so that now throbbed in front of her.

Below her heavy, hard, pulsating clit/cock, her cunt was gaping even wider, fleshy lobes partially pressing out. From within, her vaginal sheath prolapsed slickly and fell in a wet, slimy, bloody coil on the floor between her legs. The fluid coming from her cunt seemed to be more blood than slime and it puddled in a red pool on the floor.

And that's when things got really weird...

The girl leaned down and caressed the pregnant bulge on the queen's stomach, She ran her fingers across it, even licked it and sucking on the popped-out bellybutton, tasting the coating of slime that covered the queen's entire body. She then began stroking the queen's cock, sucking at it, running her tongue down the long, throbbing shaft that was growing to over eighteen inches and assaying a steady stream of slime. The long, puriple-and-black shaft throbbed and pulsated as the prisoner licked it, then pulled the head into her mouth.

Without warning, the immense bulge of the queen's pregnant stomach shook and quivered, like she was about to give birth. Having seen our phallites, and the other little worker creatures in the egg chamber, was expecting that this queen would birth a pile of small dark phallite eggs.

No such luck.

A gush of blood poured from the queen's cunt, creating a huge puddle on the floor at her feet. The thick coils of her vaginal sheath quivered as something began making its way down the tube, pushing blood and slime ahead of it. A second later a creature slipped from the queen's cunt, sliding down the sheath towards freedom. The pressure from the monster moving out of the queen's slit pushed more of her anal sheath from her asshole onto the floor. The pink sheath hung down from her ass like a limp, slimy tail.

The creature slipped heavily from the queen's slit onto the blood- soaked floor of the room, still wrapped in the queen's sheath, silme, and blood. It was about three feet long and looked just like an immense dark phallite, down to the evil little red eyes. It squirmed as it tried to wriggle it's way down the sheath to freedom. The prisoner and the queen pulled on the sheath, helping it move all the way to the end of the long flesh tunnel, coating themselves in blood and slime

Once it popped out, there was no more denying it. This thing was a huge dark phallite.

"What...the... fuck..." I murmured. I glanced around the room. My mother and Clementina were staring with the same look of bewildered shock that knew graced my own visage.

I turned back to the portal. The dark phallite was wriggling on the floor amid the blood. The dark queen had leaned back and the prisoner was pulling a long, purple placenta out of the queen's sheath. I expected someone to arrive with scissors or something like that, but I was mistaken. The queen leaned forward again, wrapped the placenta around her hand a few times, and pulled hard.

My mother, who had given birth to me, almost screamed in shock as the dark queen ripped the placenta and placental sack from her body in one hard, nasty, bloody tug. The sac plopped wetly on the floor in a puddle of slime and blood that left a slick trailer of red slime leading back into the prolapsed sheath and another slime trailer hanging out of the queen's wet, black, bloodied cunt. Blood was everywhere.

Amazingly, the queen seemed unphased by this, and perhaps even turned on. Her cock remained rock hard and sticking up in front of her, and its throbbing Increased. Slime and semen slid in globs down the shaft.

The blood-covered dark phallite wriggled about on the floor, then turned towards the prisoner. The queen pushed the prisoner back onto the floor. The prisoner's stomach was slightly bulging out from the load of milk that she had take from the queen's blackened breasts. The queen and the prisoner kissed, the queen's meat pressed between them. Blood covered both of them.

The large dark phallite squeezed up between the two of them, sliding up the prisoner's stomach, adding a fresh layer of blood to their bodies. It slipped up between the queen's pendulous breasts

until it hovered in front of the prisoner's mouth.

By now, the prisoner was completely under the spell of the dark queen. She dutifully opened her mouth, and the dark phallite slipped down her throat. I have no idea how the creature managed to accomplish this feat without breaking her jaw, but it did, and in a second the huge phallite had disappeared inside the prisoner.

The queen sat up and moved back from the now-infected prisoner. In our world, the transformation of a person after they take on a phallite is accomplished in under an hour and is relatively painless. It had seemed to me that was pretty impressive, considering the biological changes that had to happen.

What Clementina, my mom, and I witnessed right then through the portal was unbelievable. The prisoner thrashed on the floor, this transition was clearly not painless but it was amazingly swift. It took less than five minutes for the prisoner to go from the thin, emaciated woman we had seen brought in, to a full-bodied phallite female. She moved into the small shower stall for the final purge, then let her wash herself off.

When she stepped from the shower stall, she had the full, voluptuous figure of a phallite female heavy breasts, wide aureoles, long nipples, a narrow waist, flared hips, thick labia. She slipped forward into the arms of the still-filthy dark queen, who embraced her and the two kissed. The dark queen still had her huge cock stuck up in front of her and her anal and vaginal sheaths still hung thickly beneath her. A steady stream of bloody slime continued to trickle from her cunt that had just given birth.

The prisoner got a fresh coating of blood on her skin.

After a long embrace, the dark queen seized the prisoner's hair and jerked her head around backwards, pushing her to the ground on all fours. The prisoner winced then smiled, as if knowing what was coming. Slime slipped from the prisoner's newly-regenerated slit and asshole as the queen stroked her purple, pulsating meat that was practically gushing slime. The prisoner reached around and slipped three fingers into her asshole, pulling upwards and gaping the sphincter, causing several inches of the newly-created anal sheath to slide out.

The queen snatched up the prisoner's sheath and pulled it to her lips, sucking down the slime gushing from the prisoner's ass. Then she bent down and used her fingers to stretch the prisoner's asshole wide, gaping it, and plunging her tongue deep inside. The prisoner's face shone in ecstasy as the queen sucked slime and more sheath from her stretched asshole.

The queen then leaned back, gave her meat a couple more strokes,

slid the sheath down over the end, and plunged her cock into the prisoner's asshole. The girl stiffened, then arched her back as the queen drove her cock into places that hadn't even existed a half hour ago. Slime gushed from around the queen's shaft as she pounded it in and out of the prisoner's hole, slamming her stomach against the prisoner's ass and making both of their phallite tits and hips shake. The blood that still trickled from the queen's cunt and ran down her legs seemed to be forgotten in the passion.

The prisoner's eyes were closed and her head was pulled back in pleasure. Her asshole gripped the queen's cock and her pink translucent sheath prolapsed out with each stroke. She reached down and slid several fingers into her cunt, gaping it and allowing her long, thick vaginal sheath to slide out onto the floor beneath, hanging down slickly. Then she reached around with both her hands and stretched her asshole even wider, begging the queen to push every inch she had up her asshole.

The queen had both her hands on the prisoner's shoulders for leverage and was pounding for all her life. Their bodies shook in rhythm, and slime poured from every hole, the flow of blood from the queen's slit seemed to increase.

They both tensed up and I knew what was coming. Suddenly the prisoner's head snapped back and her mouth opened as the tip of the queen's meat shot out of her mouth. The queen pulled the prisoner up so her back was against the queen's body and the queen's cock was standing almost straight up out of the prisoner's mouth. Slime and a tiny bit of vomit slipped from the prisoner's mouth around the queen's gargantuan cock.

Both of them shuddered in a prolific orgasm that poured slime, semen, and a little blood from the end of the queen's cock, flowing down the chin and newly-grown tits of the prisoner, even as the prisoner's breasts squirted milk and her cunt and ass poured out their own loads of slime.

Slowly the orgasm ebbed and the queen slipped from the prisoner's ass. The prisoner rolled over on the floor and stared up blankly at the celling, slimy sheaths hanging from every orifice, a

beatific look of joy on her face.

The queen turned, and nodded at the other woman in the room who had been watching this passively. The queen picked up the foul, bloody afterbirth that still lay on the floor, lifted it to her

mouth, and began eating it. Still chewing on the thick placental

sac, with the blood-soaked placental cord hanging out of her mouth and down across her breasts, she sauntered out, her anal and vaginal sheaths trailing blood and slime on the floor behind her.

The woman tossed a towel to the prisoner on the floor. She climbed to her feet, withdrew her sheaths, took another quick shower, and dried off. Then she was handed a uniform like the one the other women wore.

Clementina, my mother, and I had been watching this unfold in mute horror. A tension filled the room so thick it was almost visible In the air. My mother was the one who broke the silence.

"Nazi dark phallite girls, with a cockgirl dark queen who gives live birth to huge dark phallites," she said. "Did just see that?"

"Yeah," Clementina said. "So we're supposed to go in there and steal the sigil from these women? This looks way more than just dangerous. This really does look like a suicide mission."

"We need to talk to Bathory," said.

"Fuck Bathory, we need straight answers," Clementina interjected. "We need to talk to Makala without Bathory in the room."

"You think we'll get straight answers from Makala?" asked, irritation creeping into my voice. "Bathory's the one who has been telling it to us straight. Don't forget, Makala held out about the treasure room and a couple of other detalls."

Clementina glared at me and was about to speak but my mom was quicker

"What about Alura? Maybe we should talk to her."

"No." I said. "Alura is too googly-eyed over Makala and too spiteful towards Bathory to have a clear head."

"I disagree, my mother argued, her voice full of aggravation. "Bathory is like a bull in a damn china shop, she just wants to forge ahead without stopping to think things through. And Makala has more hidden agendas than Alura has tentacles. Alura is somewhere in the middle."

"Now wait a minute," Clementina jumped in angrily. "Makala has mostly played straight with us. Yeah, she left out a couple of details, but her prophesizing has been spot-on. And I think she quit fucking around after you confronted her."

To Be Continued...