Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis

... this conversation. You will be putting your life on the line if you help us.”

“But I bet you won’t,” I added. “I can see in your eyes that you are intrigued. At the very least, you’re going to want to see what this cave looks like, and what the phallites look like – and feel like once they are inside of you.”

“You got us there,” Athena said, speaking up for the first time. “But let’s say we agree to help. We need a space to work, a lab. And it shouldn’t be in the house – it should be in an outbuilding for safety purposes.”

“We have a studio apartment in the upper floor of the barn we used to rent out,” Clementina said. “It has a kitchen, a bathroom, plumbing, heat and A/C. I think it would make a decent lab. I can show you on the way to the cave.”

“Lead the way,” said Olympia.

We pulled swimsuits back on and headed up to the barn. After getting Olympia’s approval for the barn space as a lab, we pulled up the trap door leading down to the nexus and headed in.

“Be careful,” I said, as we reached the bottom of the steps and were about to step into the slime of the nexus. “The floor is covered with slime to the depth of three or four inches. It’s incredibly slippery. Also, there are light phallites in the slime. Since you three are uninfected, they might try to find a way inside you. They prefer mouths, but will take whatever you offer them.”

“What if you don’t offer them any openings?” Athena asked.

“The light phallites are very polite and will take ‘no’ ...

... for an answer. Some of the other phallite subspecies we have encountered aren’t so nice.”

We stepped into the slime, Demeter shrieking when a light phallite brushed against her leg.

A light phallite hovered in the slime in front of Olympia, looking up at her.

“He likes you,” Clementina said. “He wants you to be his host.”

Olympia held out her hand and the creature slithered into her hand and up her arm, to perch on her shoulder.

“So you are telling me that if I let this thing inside of me, I will be able to take that cock of your up my ass?” she asked.

“Yep,” I said. “Up your ass, up your vagina, down your throat. However you want it.”

A look passed across her face.

“What my mom really wants,” Demeter added. “Is not just a cock like yours up her ass. What she really wants is to have a cock like yours and to stick it up somebody’s ass.”

“Demeter!” snapped Olympia as the twins giggled and leaned on each other’s shoulders, there bodies close.

“Admit it, mom,” Athena said. “Even before you and dad divorced, you always wanted a cock of your own. That’s just who you are. It’s okay.”

Olympia looked at the floor but didn’t respond. After a brief pause, she refocused.

She pointed at the pink vaginal tunnel to the queen’s chamber. “And that’s the royal chamber?”

“Yep,” I repeated.

“And that,” she pointed to the tunnel leading to the chamber with the statue of the women with the long tongue. “That is where the tentacle creature is.”

I nodded. ...