Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis

... Her eyes shot open, then she coughed. She pushed down the stalk another few inches, then another few.

She opened her mouth, her lips spreading wider than I thought a human’s could.

The tip of the stalk appeared between her lips, her sheath wrapped around it. Ona slipped the rest of the way down the stalk until she sat on the stone bench at the base, over two feet of stalk sticking up out of her mouth, her sheath wrapped around the stalk. Slime gushed from her ass, her pussy, and from her mouth, and milk trickled down her breasts. The occasional heave convulsed her stomach as she adjusted to having the pink fleshy stalk running completely through her body.

Once the tip of the stalk had exited Ona’s mouth it stiffened. From the aperture at the tip, a smaller reddish stalk had emerged. The red stalk was almost tentacle-like. I was about to ask Makala what was going to happen next when suddenly the red stalk arched through the air and pushed into th hole at the tip of my cock, pushing deep down my tunnel.

The appendage pressed against the head of my cock, massaging the underside of the helmet from the inside, rubbing in and out of my slimed cock hole. It was too much for me to handle. I came, thick threads of semen rocketing out of my cock around the red stalk, shooting through the air and coming back down across Ona, I shot load after load across Ona’s and my bodies.

As we came, the sound of stone grating on stone came from across the room. Ona and my orgasms ran ...

... their course and the pink stalk shrank back.

Groggy and shaken, I helped Ona off the stalk, and she and I sat down and tried to catch our breath, Makala keeping an eye on us, while Olympia, the twins, my mom and Clementina began moving towards the new chamber that had opened across the room. A light glow emerged from the room and from where I sat I could see it looked somewhat like the chamber where we had first met Makala, with a floor sloping downwards towards a pond or pool in the center. I slowly climbed to my feet and followed the others unsteadily, Makala and Ona behind me.

“It has been years since I have been able to access this chamber, since I have been free to move in the outside world,” Makala said as we slipped into the new room. “And it has been years since I last saw my love. You have met her, right? You know Alura?”

As if on queue, the water in the pond erupted and the tentacled creature that was Alura emerged – top half a phallite female with green skin, lower half a mass of long, writhing tentacles, under which lurked a cock, a vagina, and an asshole. Her tentacles in front were already parted and a massive, thick, tentacle-like, rock hard cock protruded almost two feet in front of her.

At the sight of Alura, Makala’s cock came almost instantly to attention.

No words passed between them, it was as if no words needed to be said. Makala and Alura embraced, the blue skinned cave spirit and the green skinned guardian coming together in each other’s ...