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Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis

... sound of stone-on-stone grinding and Clementina’s voice came echoing down the hallway.

“The next door just opened!” she called.

We scrambled back down the hallway to the nexus. The next cubby in line had now slid back, revealing another stone hallway going back into darkness. There was no light switch but at the end of the hallway, probably fifty feet in the distance, we could see a glow coming from a doorway on the left.

The tunnel was raised a bit above the level of the nexus floor to prevent the slime from trickling in. So we hopped up onto the tunnel floor and started slowly down the dark tunnel, Clementina and Athena carrying electric torches.

The tunnel was just like the tunnel leading down to the tentacle chamber. As we approached the end, we extinguished the lights, creeping towards the large open archway on the left through which a light glowed.

Slowly, carefully, we peeked into the chamber.

The chamber was large and round, similar to the tentacle chamber. It was lit by some kind of organic glow not unlike the pink light in the nexus. The was another arched door at the opposite side leading back into some other chambers. The floor of the room slanted slightly downward to a large pool of clear blue water in the center.

Sitting at the edge of the pool was … something … someone … who turned and stood when she heard us enter.

She stood at least seven feet tall. Her skin was dark blue, her hair was white. From her forehead two curved rams horns ...

... sprouted and curved around beside her head. Huge, firm, phallite-like breasts jutted forward, the high, upward thrusting nipples were cream-colored. Her waist was narrow above hips that flared widely, like a phallite-carrier.

But below her waist, between her legs, hung a big cock – about the size of my own – and it seemed to be coming to attention. And below her knees, her legs ended in hooves.

She stood and looked at the four of us, then smiled.

“I knew you would come back eventually.”

I recognized the face. Without the horns she was the large amazon-like woman in the photos with Franklin. And come to think of it, Alura was almost identical to her...

PART XVI

Silence reined in the chamber for a moment, then I finally found my voice.

“Come back eventually?” I said. “I’ve never been here and I’m pretty sure none of us have ever been here before.”

The woman before us was blue-skinned with nearly blindingly white hair. She had phallite curves – large heavy breasts, wide and long (but cream-colored) nipples, narrow waist, flared hips. She had two curved cream-colored ram’s horns sprouting from her forehead and wrapping around the sides of her head like Princess Leia’s hair buns. Below her knees her calves tapered to fur-covered, massive hooves instead of feet. But between her legs hung a really big cock – like mine – that was starting to rise to attention, dribbling a thin thread of slime from the gaped aperture at the tip. In a lot of ways, she looked a lot ...