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Tail, Part 12 - Female Version
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Note: This is a female version of Tail.
Summary: Following an extended disappearance, Sarah develops a growing tail, which reveals the ability to ingest things, produce things, and act of its own accord. Contains: Female: pregnancy, breast expansion, alien impregnation, tail, stuffing, weight gain, birth.
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Sarahs whole body trembled as the tail worked the massive ham into its widened opening. She was flushed and sweaty, panic rising in heated pulses as the ham started its slow shift along the appendage, even the tail itself seeming to struggle with the weight of it. It was the biggest thing the tail had ever consumed.
The tail shifted awkwardly. Sarah knew that under normal circumstances, the tail would use the weight of the ham to its advantage, raising the partially-consumed food high in the air, to allow its weight to help it slide down the tails length.
But the ham was too heavy. Instead the tail rolled awkwardly on the floor, and it was a painfully slow process, Sarah whimpering as every nerve ending on the stretched limb sent sparks of pain and pleasure shooting up her spine. She felt her loins seeping between her quavering thighs. She sent a hesitant glance back at the tail, as it struggled. She almost hoped that this would be the one feast it couldnt triumph. But to Sarahs regret, the tail managed to work the ham beyond its gaping opening, the mouth now closing slowly, painfully, to its previous dimple.
Sarah groaned as the tail worked and spasmed, the ham shifting centimeter by uncomfortable centimeter. She rested her weight against her taut belly, not even sure how she would be able to carry her massively swollen mound. Sweat now ran down her forehead and dripped to the floor, sliding down the back of her neck, seeping into the bits of clothes that she was not bursting out of. Her breasts tingled and her nipples ached. Her breathnig thinly to harsh pants. It seemed like hours that she was sprawled there on the floor, but she didnt dare move, as her spine twinged, her gut throbbed, her nipples seeped, and the ham worked its way towards her body.
By the time the ham reached the base of her spine, Sarah was practically vibrating in anticipation. She desperately ran her hands up and down her swollen belly, which was massively round where it was perched on the floor. Her legs were spread wide to make room for it, yet it still managed to squish against her lap. Her groin ached, nipples bulging, breasts heaved as her mass shelved them. The mound looked incomprehensive on her thin frame. She looked as though she was overdue with triplets by then.
Sarah choked out as the ham pressed into her, her face reddening, every surface of her skin seeming to burn as her body strained, her back instinctively arching. Sarah breathed heavily, grunting and twitching. Oh god oh Jesus! she yelped, as the ham invaded her, seeming to push all of her other stomach contents aside, as it slowly eased itself into her body, Sarah struggling against the strain of it. Nrrghhhhh hnnngghh She was helpless but to endure as her belly slowly inflated, growing heavier, fuller, rounder, pushing out visibly before her and to her sides, proceeding slowly and surely, like rising dough, until it was flushed red and threatening to burst. And still there was more. Sarahs eyelids fluttered, her vision blurring. Before she knew what was happening, she had passed out.
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Sarah was sprawled on her side, her belly pulsating. She didnt know how long she had been laying there on the floor, but she didnt even want to indulge the idea of getting up. Though it was not the most comfortable position, the thought of moving filled her with panic. Her body seemed to have resigned following her latest feast. Even the tail lay limply behind her, doing little more than twitching occasionally.
Sarah stared but did not dare touch her belly. It was truly massive, larger than a beachball, larger than she could imagine a belly ever being, even in the most massive of pregnancies. It was still plump and round, full of pressure. The redness had decreased somewhat, but the skin was still quite flushed. Sarah groaned and shifted, and released a choked grunt, and thought against moving again.
Which left her there, on the floor, not even the tail electing to harass, feed, or suckle her. She wondered if it was dead, or if that was even possible. Sarah stretched her neck to give the tail another glance, and somehow she was worried.
The twitching had gotten more violent, now seeming more like spasms that rolled up the length. The tremors seemed to reverberate up her body, right into her gut, Sarah grunting and clutching at her swollen mass, fearful of what would happen next.
The spasms continued, increasing in severity, up the tail, and into her core. It wasnt painful so much as it was uncomfortable, and Sarah keenly wanted to shift positions. But she couldnt move, wouldnt try it. Instead she feebly pawed at her mound, fearful and waiting.
The tail was oozing now, the familiar pale liquid now tinted green. After a particularly forceful spasm, something within Sarahs gut seemed to detach. It was painful and wrenching, and Sarah half wondered if the ham was coming back out, undigested. It would be a relief, but it still left her feeling oddly unsettled, her eyes widened, as she forced out puffs of breath, and, for the first time, something began to push out of her.
It was an odd sensation, Sarah grimacing, and gently pushing, to aid the mass back out of her body. The tail seemed to seize up as the mass entered its weary length. And then it began to pulse, and throb, and pump the mass back down its length, towards its opening, in pulsing surges that sent it inches along with each. It was surprisingly easy, Sarah taking deep breaths, as she watched the lumpnot nearly the size of the hamshove all the way to the head of the tail, and begin to crown.
Oh ohhhhhh Sarah moaned, as the dimple stretched against what she assumed to be the partially-digested ham. Hooo hahhhhhh she forced out breaths, wiping her brow, and feeling in better control than she had in ages. Finally, enough of the mound had crowned that the rest popped free, plopping onto the floor. Chest heaving, Sarah released a sigh of relief.
Except it wasnt the ham. It was pale blue. Fleshy.
Sarah craned her neck until it ached, conscious that her breasts were hot and sleek and seeping milk, certainly DD-cups by then, and visibly throbbing, as she was filled with a strange yearning, as the tail moved languidly, and gently prodded at thethe thing, that actually shifted, and released a discontent squealing. Sarahs face was drained of its flush, and color altogether.
A a baby? she stammered, her eyes darting to her belly. It did not look any smaller. And yet it had produced a living creature.
It didnt seem possible to shift, let alone get herself up to a sitting position again, but Sarah was desperate. And with some strain, struggle, puffs, and wheezing, she managed to shift her mass back into her lap and bring herself upright, her spine burning as she did. She stared intently as the blue-skinned creature. As though reading her thoughts, the tail curled gently about the thing, and dragged it over.
Sarah reached down, her hands trembling as she raised the creature into her arms. It indeed was an infant. It seemed larger than a newborn, and had blue hair and eyes, darker versions of its pallid skin tone.
Sarah sat there and marveled at it for a while. She grimaced at her belly again. All this for a baby?
The tail swayed slowly, lazily above her, hanging slightly, as though the appendage itself was observing the baby. The infant squirmed suddenly in her arms, Sarah yelping as it buried its face in her chest, gripped as her breast, and attached its blue lips to Sarahs seeping nipple.
Sarah didnt know how this had happened, or why or what she would do with the newborn creature. But for the first time since the tails development, she was freed of the fog of acceptance. She was keen to find out.
The End
