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Tentacles - Alternate Ending
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Strangely, Cona found herself more fascinated by her changes than she was disturbed by them. She certainly got a lot of attention now, with her pale green skin, plump forest green lips, bright green eyes, and dark green hair. Most extraordinary was the second pair of breasts perched directly below her B-cups, all four of equal sizes and of heightened sensitivity.
Not only did people stare at her, they fetishized her. Some men practically drooled at the sight of her. It was hard to think that people could still find her desirable in her present state. Cona continued to practice caution whenever she went out.
Ever since her strange dream, Cona had been this way. She supposed the closest thing to describing her appearance wasalien. And maybe she should have been grateful that it wasnt worse. At least her dreams of perpetual pregnancy and ravagement had not actually come true.
Conas hips were quite plump now, her ass round and swaying as she walked about. Only spandex and leggings could accommodate her unusually voluptuous proportions. At present, she was wearing a black spandex skirt, as she carefully negotiated her plump posterior into a seat just before physics lecture that day.
An attractive classmate, Jim, began to walk by. Briefly their eyes met, and Conas whole body started to tingle. Her pale cheeks darkened as she blushed, and she pressed her lips together to contain a groan as her breasts tightened, and swelled so erotically, her feet twisted and she hunched down. She tried her best to hide as her shirt stretched, and diamonds of skin appeared between her buttons. Her bloating breasts bulged over the cups of her upper bra as well as the strapless beneath it containing her second pair.
Her nipples had at least doubled in size, and protruded out, feeling so sensitive, she hardly dared to move.
Cona could hear the whispers and feel the stares at her classmates continued to fill the room, but she dared not to raise her head. Not until her body calmed down.
This had been happening a lot lately. Usually when she spotted babies, or particularly attractive males. On one occasion she had bumped into Brad, and had nearly torn right through her bra. It had been mortifying.
Cona had been tested, examined, even held in quarantine, but aside from her external abnormalities, scientists could find nothing wrong with her. There was nothing unusual about her DNA, no parasitic entities. And there was no explanation as to why she had changed so drastically overnight, following a dream.
Of course, Cona had never disclosed the dream to them. She wasnt sure why, but whenever she was questioned about her sleep the night before her changes, she always reported it to be dreamless and uneventful. There was just something so personal, so private, about the dream, and she could not betray herself by revealing it. It was insane, she knew, but what did it matter anyway?
Cona made it through lecture without any more uncomfortable events. Afterwards, she walked home, her breasts bobbing gently, all four still rather tight in their bras. Behind her swayed an ass that would have put Nicki Minajs to shame.
Cona ignored the pointing, the murmurs, the stares, and camera flashes. In only a matter of days, she had become a local celebrity.
After Cona entered her house and locked her door behind her, she froze. The air felt thick, for some reason. There was a sweet scent and permeated the room.
Cona scrutinized her living room for a moment, only then spotting something that had not been there when she had left for class. A peculiar green plant sat in the corner. It resembled a massive, basketball-sized bud, and was perched on some large green leaves that sprouted out beneath it. The bud almost seemed to be pulsating, and Cona could not take her eyes off of it. For some reason, she approached it.
Her breasts felt hot and tight, her nipples aching yearningly. Cona winced at her four breasts began to outgrow her bra again. Her ass throbbed, and her loins became soaked as pulses of warmth ran through her body.
The vision of the plant was eerie. Cona knew that she should have fled, but it enraptured her. She reached out and gently laid her hand upon the heated green flesh
Suddenly two tentacles shot out from beneath the plant, and jerked her feet out from beneath her. Cona yelped out in pain as she was thrown onto her back. Her chest heaved as she panted. She grunted out as a new surge of growth hit her body. Her shirt tore apart, buttons flying through the air. Her breasts tore free of her bras, resembling bloated DDs by then, and still were swelling.
Her loins throbbed. Cona quivered as a tentacle slid into her skirt. It was just like her dream. No mmmghhh She was so sensitive down there. Her cheeks burned as the tentacle pushed its way into her sleek opening.
More tentacles descended on her, lifting her, contorting her body to their pleasure. Cona suddenly found herself held in the air by the surprisingly strong limbs. She was facing the carpet, her ass sticking out above her, breasts hanging down, plump and round, each beginning to resemble a bowling ball in size. Cona squirmed uncomfortably.
Stop please helmmmfff! Her protests were drowned out as a tentacle plunged itself into her mouth. She started to gag as it hit the back of her throat.
But something poured out of the head. Something thick and sweet that she had no choice but to gulp down, lest she wanted to choke. It flowed in pulses and hit her stomach heavily. Cona tried her best to keep up.
Cona nearly squealed as a tentacle began to work its way between her plump ass-cheeks. In the meantime, the tentacle buried in her vagina had begun to throb forcefully, and when Cona glanced down, she just managed to see apple-sized knots working their way down the length of the tentacle, towards her opening. She seized up in anticipation, expecting clumps of liquid, but what began to jam between her swollen labia made her eyes widen, and she nearly choked.
Firm, circular mounds were forced into her body, stretching her painfully as she squirmed in protest, before they hit her stomach, it and was so intrusive, even the tentacle inside her mouth gave Cona a moment to groan. One mound after the next was pushed into her womb, Conas belly beginning to bloat from the second intruding mass. The stream was endlessthere seemed to be no end. Cona felt her belly bloat up more and more, as she was uncomfortably stuffed with what she could only assume to be eggs.
She tried her best to continue feeding, as her belly tightened and tightened, until her back began to strain. She was turned over, to a more comfortable position, but it was worsenow she could see her four volley-ball sized breasts, aching nipples like D-batteries each dripping a green fluid. She could see as her belly slowly rose, like dough, beneath them, pushing them upwards, beginning to rise above them, as the heated round mass slowly swelled wider than she was. She released a strangled noise as her belly button popped out, then it throbbed, resembling a tangerine in size.
Finally, the flow of eggs ceased, and Cona was gently lowered to the ground. The tentacles withdrew back into the strange plant, and Cona was left there, panting, on the floor, her legs spread wide to make room for her beach ball sized belly, her four breasts heaving as she gasped for breath, her plump hips and ass quivering as she quaked with silent sobs, and loins seeping, leaving a puddle of her juices beneath her.
Comments
Kompera
Thank you so much. Yes that would be an interesting thing to focus on in future stories.
Kompera
Ack, I meant beachball. Will fix that.
Santoson
Wait... Each of her breasts is volleyball-sized and then her Belly is "just" volleyball-sized too? I think a yoga ball would be more fitting
Phat94
Hard to think that people would still find her desirable? Ha! She sounds perfect! I have to say, I adore the fact that she grows in response to arousal, the chance to breed. That's a really sexy mechanic that I hope you use more in the future. Really powerful potential to humiliate themselves in public. Honestly, I could read a whole story of the first part of this. It's so fantastic! I'm a bit confused about what happened though; so she somehow thinks all the events of the main story were a dream, and she woke up this way overnight? Oh I would have loved to have seen her reaction to that! Thank you so so so much for continuing to write lovely stories about beautiful multibreasted women!
