A Girl And Her Tentacle Monster: The Cumming Night
#12 of A Girl and Her Tentacle Monster
If I could pick a different title for the series it would probably end up as "It Gets Weirder" >_>
I've had the basic idea for months now, but neither the time nor the inclination to write it. That ended as of two days ago. I ended up somewhat obsessed with the idea, and it was proving detrimental to everything else. So, lucky you, here you go.
Oh how time flies when you're having fun! That expression made so much more sense to me now. It felt like Daddy had only just gotten home with Jenny, and already it was almost midnight. Even as I continued to pour smaller and smaller spurt of cum into Mommy as my knots deflated I could feel my eyes growing heavy. All the milk I'd been drinking had helped me go further, but it seemed I'd still need to sleep. It was too bad, really. Being able to continue loving and breeding with my family all day every day would have been so wonderful! But going to sleep every night with sloshing cum in my womb and milk in my tits and belly, cuddling with my breeders and stud? I couldn't say no to that either~
It took a while for Mommy to come around again even after I pulled free. I honestly wasn't sure why I'd done what I had in those last moments of orgasm, but I planned to do it to her again and again...and of course to all my other breeders. As she lay there twitching, eggs attaching to her womb and pulled from her now bloated ovaries, the rest of us went about cleaning up what we could in preparation for sleep. I kept thinking about how we might all fit. The bed had been too small to fit all of us together when it was just me, my sisters, and our parents. Now we had four more to fit plus a bunch of huge bellies and breasts! It was hard enough to move about Mommy and Daddy's bedroom as it was.
I talked to Daddy about it, and he wasn't sure it could be done. Tomorrow he'd move beds to our big living room, but it was too late to do that tonight. When he pointed out the yawns of our daughters as they cuddled and suckled from my sisters' chests, I had to agree. They'd only just been born a few hours ago, and already they'd gone through so much. They were such adorable troopers trying to stay awake! Even as Mommy started to come around again, pulling her tongue back into her mouth as those lovely emeralds rolled back down out of her skull, we started to divvy up arrangements. The twins were delighted to learn they'd spend the night with their Momma, Mia absolutely squealed at the idea she'd be alone with our big strong Daddy, and Jenny stopped pouting about being 'stuck' with Mommy when I placed a paw on her belly and let my boy Kyle know what to do. The lurch she got made her gasp, my older sister giving me a quizzical look as I merely giggled about it being a surprise.
As Daddy sat Mommy up to help her to Jenny's bed she finally seemed to come to her senses. "Haaaahh...w-wait, Ian. One...one more thing..." She tried to get to her feet but couldn't, flopping back down on the bed as her belly and breasts wobbled so heavily. "Ooohhh...can't stop my legs from shaking~" Our eyes met for a moment, Mommy beaming with pride at how far I'd come today. I couldn't stop grinning as she pulled Daddy to her, whispering something in his ear. He smirked a moment before nodding, heading to the closet and fishing around a bit as Mommy spoke. "Ok, girls, we've got a present before bed. They're something I used the last few times I was pregnant. There's a lot of mouths to feed and plenty of milk to go around, but we'll have to be sure you can store up plenty for once we all start whelping. Letting the excess dribble out all night won't really accomplish that, will it?" There was no arguing with that. Almost every set of breasts in the room had been drained repeatedly but still spurt milk with each heartbeat.
Soon enough Daddy was back, his arms wrapping around Mommy tightly and a paw cupping each breast. Even as he snogged her the rest of us could only watch enviously, wishing to be in her place as tails swayed almost in tandem. Daddy would later say our reactions to each motion and sound were like watching kittens being teased with string, and it made misdirection really easy. By the time he pulled away we were ready to line up for our turn, tongues running along black lips as the lot of us realized we'd been drooling. Mommy gave us a bit of a grin before cupping her breasts, our eyes glancing downward for a moment before looking back up. Then we looked down again, finally registering what was different. Around each nipple was a rubber clamp, her rosy nubs sticking out further than before but not wasting a drop. "Sarah, Serenity, come sit by Grandma. Once your mother gets hers she'll do the same to you~"
Oh, those beaming faces just made my heart flutter! The pair scampered over, climbing up next to her as Daddy called me over. They watched closely as his skilled paws teased each leaking teat, one after the other until they were rock hard once more. The clamp was warm from his paw as the pressure began around the sensitive nub, the flow of milk dropping until I could feel it backing up in my tits. I couldn't help but grunt as the pressure began to slowly build, paws rising to fondle both now that they were blocked off. At this rate I was going to be so much bigger by morning! I was huge already, but even as Daddy and our daughters looked on I could see them starting to swell~
With that done Daddy had the twins lie back on the bed, their already hefty tits bouncing against their cum- and young-heavy bellies. "All right, Fina, first thing you need to do is encourage the flow." He looked down at our daughters, the both of them looking between our faces in lustful anticipation. His paw wrapped around one of Sarah's breasts, a tilt of his head and a pause getting me to do the same to one of Serenity's. "Our girls haven't been properly milked yet. They're producing like good breeders, but their bodies don't yet know they're supposed to make a great deal." With a quick glance at their curious faces he gave them a wink and a squeeze. "Do you think we should fix that, sweeties?" Rapid nodding and wagging tails started immediately. It was when they started picking up each-other's sentences effortlessly that they really surprised me again! "Please, Daddy-" "-we want to be good breeders-" "-just like Momma-" "-and feed our kits-" "-to be even better ones!" I know every mother says their daughters are the best but at that moment I thought mine were the absolute greatest ever. I mean how cool was it that they spoke one thought with two mouths in perfect harmony?!
Even as the ever increasing pressure in my tits continued, Daddy waiting for me to finish kissing the two of them gleefully, we continued to knead the breasts in paw. Without a word he leaned to Sarah's other breast, tongue slipping out to lick her cute pink teat. I took that as my cue to do the same to Serenity, working to match Daddy's motions as I tasted one of my daughter's breasts and milk for the first time. I had to admit I was really surprised at the taste. I'd expected it to be thinner since they'd only just gotten pregnant, but the sexy little dynamos were quite literally born to breed. What hit my tongue was thick, rich, and amazingly delicious! I had to struggle not to dive right in and start draining Serenity dry, my body craving more of that intoxicating cream every time I swallowed. Glancing back and forth between my girls and my Daddy I continued to work the other breast, kneading milk onto my paw and making Serenity squirm just like her sister. Once I'd gotten the idea Daddy and I switched breasts, paws and lips changing places. I could feel it as their production grew, a wonderful heat spreading through me with each gulp. The heat in their pliant tits grew ever higher, a palpable churning mixing with the thudding of their hearts, the ecstasy rolling over my tongue increasing in quantity and quality with every new gulp.
Even as I watched them nodding off between moans, pleasure not enough to keep the poor dears awake, Jenny and Mia squeezed in between me and Daddy. Between the four of us not a nipple was left alone, hungry mouths sampling their fantastic taste as we encouraged their little bodies to swell with production. Mommy's paws rubbed their heads, stroking their cheeks as they tried to savor it all. "Go to sleep, sweeties. You'll be making much, much more by morning~" I couldn't take my eyes off them as they drooped into slumber, their tails settling down and their breathing growing more regular between pleasured mrrs. They were my girls; my little angels. I'd made them in my own body, and they were perfect...
Reluctantly we pulled away, licking up the last of the milk as more still dribbled from their overworked mammaries. Following what Daddy had shown me I took the clamps and soon had all four closed tightly. Even so full of cum and milk I was already slightly hungry, thinking of the morning when I'd get to feed them and feed from them in return~ Daddy shifted them a bit so I could lie between them, both girls sleepily curling up around me and laying their massive bellies and breasts across my own. It was just impossible to get over how cute they were! Daddy and Mommy gave me a long kiss each as they pulled the sheets over us, Daddy helping Mommy walk out to Jenny's room on her still shaky legs. Jenny and Mia stayed behind for a moment, their nephews squirming visibly inside them and making them groan a bit. Mia crawled over me to give me a kiss, our tongues wrestling as I felt her belly shift and churn with new life. A strand of drool connected us as she pulled away, my formerly flat and scrawny younger sibling now a bloated and sexy homage to breeding. "Thanks for everything today, Fina. It's been so much fun. And tomorrow we get to have even more~" With a lick across my nose she pulled away as we shared a chuckle, Jenny helping her up and looking me over with that mix of desire and haughtiness that came with being the older sister. "You did good, squirt." With a pat on her belly she gave a wry smile, Danny responding to the attention. "Thanks for the passenger. He's quite the stud~ But next time you birth you better save up the load for me." Between my yawn and a giggle I pointed out there would be plenty of time for that, watching the swaying rumps of my sisters as they headed to bed themselves. Even as the lights went out and I began to fade to the sounds of my daughters' breathing and the continual sensation of fertilized eggs leaving my ovaries and attaching to my womb, I smiled at the thought of leaving every one of them fucked out and wobbly like Mommy every single night from now on~
I wasn't sure when I noticed it, but once the feeling caught my attention my sleepiness washed away. For a moment I thought my lover was back to play with me, but my eyes fell not on him but on the sons he had taken with him. My lips wrapped tightly around the tentacle in my muzzle, slurping at the sweet cream leaking down my throat, as I felt others thrusting gingerly in and out of both lower holes. It was only a moment before I grabbed two more and shook my chest, enticing my handsome boys to enjoy everything they could of their mother. The gleeful thoughts I got from them were matched by their quick response, several tentacles able to fit between my already huge tits, the milky pressure in them adding several inches to my bust line and making every touch race through me.
My muffled moans were not the only ones, my ears twitching at matching sounds around me to find the twins savoring the attention of their older brothers. From the looks of it they'd been at it for a while, the cum swirling about in my belly making me a bit disappointed that I'd missed the start of it. More sticky goo dripped from Sarah and Serenity's fur, tentacles plunging in and out of their well-bred cunnies with an almost feral urgency. The girls were far from passive participants, their hips rolling, paws stroking, and throats clenching in that instinctive dance of mating I'd grown to love. Oh, I was so proud of them all! Not even a day old and already working up an incestuous slurry within ripe wombs~ I was quick to join in on the fun, sucking and fucking back against my studly boys like a good broodmother, savoring the feel of their tentacles exploring the womb they'd come from as they worked to breed me. Mmmph! I love lots of things, but the feeling of a half dozen tentacled lovers plowing the depths of my breeding chamber and stuffing it with barrels of virile seed is simply the best~
Before long two of them snuggled up against me, lips pressed to my nipples. I felt the pressure of the clamps disappear the moment they sucked, a sudden gush of motherly fluids filling their muzzles as I moaned. It was like I was cumming from my chest~ In those brief moments I managed to uncross my eyes I saw the same thing happening to the twins, both girls feeding two of their brothers their fantastic milk as they bloated larger. I mentally chided the boys, pointing out we were supposed to be storing it up. Their response wasn't quite clear. They'd give it back? Or...improve it? I wasn't sure. They promised we'd like it, and that they wanted to show what they'd learned. With a smile around the thick tendrils stuffing my throat I gave in, letting the boys have their fill as they stuffed me full of their own litters. I had asked that they demonstrate their progress when we met next, after all!
I closed my eyes just to savor the mix of sensations, only to have both swiftly glued closed by the tentacles in my paws and between my tits erupting. Gallon upon gallon of their thick, oh so musky and wriggling goo soaked me from head to tail tip from the first squirt alone, leaving me drunk on my own sons' virility as it soaked into my pelt. The never-ending feed of sperm-rich fluids into my womb ticked up in volume as they came, the rush of joy from them making my chest swell with maternal bliss. I had felt really, really bad about not being able to play with them before they left, so the love they felt and poured on and in me made me so happy. Even as they fed me I began to learn their individual tastes, their names associated with each delightful flavor. It was weird in a way. There was no way to pronounce them, but I knew what they were. It was like the feelings they and my lover gave me, only unique to each of my boys. Even as I disappeared under a flood of cum I called to each of them, feeling what they felt as they bred their sisters as well, and egging them on to stuff all of us with as much as they could. We'd never run out of eggs for them, never be too full to give them more young, and never be too drained to feed their hunger. I didn't know when or how often they could visit, but I wanted them to know my womb was always ready for my big, strong boys to breed~
As if in response, the sludge filling me up grew thicker and heavier. I could feel clearly as the sperm count rose exponentially, every little wriggling motion clear in my mind as they poured the best they could muster into me. They flooded my already packed belly, a rolling wave of a breeding frenzy that energized the previous occupants into a roiling mass of fuck and impregnation. I could feel it as weaker sperm broke down to feed the growing young, the strongest ones flowing by the millions right into my massively bloated ovaries. Before breeding Mommy that last time I might have simply passed out from bliss, missing the rest of their breeding, but now I could savor every moment as their cum began to change me further. My lover had finished his alterations, but it seemed my boys had been taught to make more! He was such a good daddy!
I could feel my ovaries swelling further, each new addition of eager sperm sending waves of pleasure through me, but it felt different this time. My body was making room for them as they expanded, the blissful orgy deep within beginning to divide. I saw it happening in my mind's eye as my massive egg makers twinned, two becoming four, then four becoming eight, and eight becoming sixteen! Each time they split they grew rapidly, retaining the originals' size as they swelled with fresh loads. There was...no counting how many eggs I was making now. I could feel it all, every egg wrenched out by demanding sperm, every fertilized egg spat free, the river of ova belching into my womb against the tide of sperm~ I knew that if my belly looked as large as it should I'd be big as a house! Mmmph~ With that many it wouldn't matter anymore if they kept combining like they had. I'd still birth dozens or hundreds at a time!
Even as this joy overcame me I could feel pressure at my tits. My sons' lips were still on them, but I could feel something pushing against my nipples insistently. Something thin pressed to the spurting ducts, forcing one wider open before squirming inside each teat. The stretching of such sensitive flesh had me blowing cum bubbles from my nose as I tried to howl, the sudden flow of something new into the milk ducts making it all better. It was hot, heavy, and thick, forcing my milk back down as the tendril wormed about. It squirmed inside my breast, pulling back and driving deep as it sought out each and every duct and filled it with more of the strange fluid. I could feel the strain of pressure, but even more I could feel this growing and lovely burning tingle. It enveloped my tits as my milk mixed with the new fluid, the entire expanse of my chest throbbing with my heartbeat. All the way to the glands at the root of my tits the swirling pressure made every twitch of the invader bore into my mind, my silent pleading for more answered as more tentacles wrapped around my massive mammaries to knead and massage them.
I wasn't sure how long it went on, my mind flitting between sensations I wasn't sure were mine. In the cacophony of bliss I could still feel it as Sarah and Serenity were bred again and again, their wombs and chests burning as they underwent their own changes. I could feel their fertility skyrocketing as mine was, though in a different fashion. I would be prolific as a breeder, but I needed to remain able to perform my studding duties. The girls would be there to sate the many studs, male or herm, that would be born from our prolific rutting. Others would be added to that list, but they would be the first. The enthusiasm they showed at this new role for them was enough to make a mother gush! They'd been wondering how they'd fit in, and now they had such a crucial role in our pack~
Even as I made sure to remind the boys that their sisters needed to be at least partially mobile I could feel the burning tingle moving down my and the twins' bellies. Feral foxes had multiple breasts, though in anthros they were vest...vist...oh what was that word? They didn't work anymore, not quite vanished but not useful either. From the feelings I was getting they would be needed. So many hungry mouths to feed would require more than just two! I could feel it as the hidden nipples completely overshadowed by my tits began to swell, followed shortly after by the set below that. They squished together, wobbling with each gasp of breath I managed mid orgasm, filling with cream and hormones as tentacled mouths attached to each nipple. One son to a teat, they began slurping up my new more bountiful production along with that of their sisters.
Time seemed to lose meaning as we stayed like that, studs pumping and draining their bitches as we reveled in the sticky, musky virility they fed us. Eventually the burning faded, the tingling remaining as a constant reminder of just how productive we all were now. The twins and I were pressed together as my boys finished their long orgasm, tentacles retreating as the three of us licked and kissed each other while the cum soaked in. My belly remained mostly flat, an adorable paunch there now from the sheer numbers within me as my many ovaries continued to fill my womb with new cute foxes. I hadn't noticed when my new breasts had receded, but I could feel them ready to return when needed, and despite how stuffed my chest felt it didn't seem much bigger. The boys had done to them what my lover had done to my womb, leaving me mobile and agile so I could continue studding. Momma was so proud!
I could feel lakes inside both twins, the boys having gone rather overboard on them. I couldn't really blame them, though. It's a big brother's job to look after their little sister, and with two cute breeder bitches as their sisters how could they resist? Yet they'd listened to Momma and made them bigger on the inside as well, their cute tummies huge enough to carry me inside it when they should have been little more than huge fuzzy cum sacs~ They'd be able to walk around well enough while still showing off what amazing breeding stock they were~ Unlike me their chests had remained, three rows of volleyball sized tits apiece belching cream into the cummy mess before clamps were replaced. Like good brothers they had not neglected the new additions, matching clamps closing off the lower breasts so none of it would go to waste. On such small frames the sloshing roundness dominated them, leaving them as the most adorable broodmothers I'd ever seen. Surrounded by the potency of my stud sons and cuddling my fertile daughters, belly swimming in eggs and growing young, I could only think of how fortunate I was. I couldn't even imagine a better life. Tomorrow and for the rest of my days I'd be showing everyone I could the bliss I'd found!
Tentacles wrapped around the three of us, the boys joining in on the cuddle as their seed followed their father's and grandfather's in impregnating us. The tired twins were first to nod off again, my paws running through their hair as they mrred with their heads on my chest. Wrapped in the loving tentacles of my sons I set my head between my daughters', closing my eyes once more to be lulled back to sleep by the sweet symphony of their breathing...