By breeding with them she could populate this world
with her own kind and eventually overthrow the humans.
Yes it was a perfect plan. The question was where to
start. Once again, the answer was simple: the schools.
There was enough pent up reproductive material to breed
a thousands worlds. Finding suitable mates there would
be easy. So, she falsified her references and
credentials and had herself set up in a sea of young
males, ripe for the picking. It was all so easy.
As she turned on the overpass to her house she was
suddenly struck by a wave a pain and pleasure. She felt
a movement deep within her, trying to get out. Casting
a glance down she saw that her usually flat stomach was
bulging out slightly against her skirt. My, this one is
in hurry she thought and drove faster. Another wave hit
and this time she nearly cried out. She put her hand on
her belly and tried to blink past the sensation. She
could feel the life within pulse beneath her fingers,
testing the limits of her inner flesh.
Another wave and this time she nearly lost control of
the car. Her belly had expanded again, pulling her
skirt tight. With the erotic sensations now in full
force her breasts also began to expand, stretching the
blouse. If she didn’t hurry she’d be bursting out of
her clothes in a moment.
She tightened her internal muscles, not giving the
fetus any more room to grow and left rubber as she
turned onto the street where she had set up her base.
It was nice suburb, quiet and open. Her house was a
white one level home. But the outside was just a cover.
Inside was her headquarters, her home and the only
place she could give birth.
She pulled into the driveway and got out of the car,
not bothering to lock it up. The door to the house was
only a quick walk away, but each step got harder and
harder. The life in her womb beat against its confines,
sending waves of pain and pleasure through her. Somehow
she got through the door and to the basement.
“Nanny!” she moaned as she clicked on the lights and
she descended the stairs. A section of the wall folded
open in a shimmering movement of green/blue tentacles.
Smith hurried into the opening and the small room
within.
“Goodness!” a voice said. “You should have called ahead
and told me.
I could have been a little more prepared.”
“There was no time,” Smith panted as she lay down on
the table. “It started almost immediately after I
mated.” Green tentacles coiled up from the table,
winding there way under her skirt and probed her
vagina.
“Alright,” Nanny said. “Let it go, dear.” That was all
Smith wanted to hear. She closed her eyes, took a deep
breath and relaxed.
The first wave came instantly, sending pleasure ripping
through her body. The fetus, now free, doubled in size
in under a second. Ms. Smith glanced down and smiled.
Her belly began to swell like a balloon as the baby
grew. Months of growth happened in seconds. Her stomach
puffed up and up, pulling her skirt tight, then
splitting it. She gently slid her hands over her new
paunch, reveling in the soft, warm flesh that swelled
beneath her fingers. Soon she was bigger than nine
months, bigger than any woman had ever been.