Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter 3 - Metamorphosis

... “Alura is her name.”

Athena and Demeter had already climbed up on the tunnel to the room where Alura waited.

We entered the chamber and flicked on the light. The twins and their mother gasped at the huge statue and it’s long tongue and reaching labia tentacles.

“Do you know how to open the other doors in the nexus?” asked Olympia.

“Not yet,” Clementina said. “We are still trying to figure that out.”

“Do you want to meet Alura?” I asked. “We can call her.”

“Yes,” Olympia said. “I want to meet this creature. If she is what you say she is, that will be the final confirmation of your story. I’m not saying I don’t believe you, but there could be logical explanations for everything else that has happened today. Having a supernatural creature in front of me would be the deal sealer.”

My mom climbed up onto the edge of the urn and called the Guardian of the Six. A moment later the red liquid in the well churned and slowly Alura rose from the water, lifted by her mass of writhing tentacles. Her skin was green and her upper half had the classic phallite feature of large milky breasts. Her lower half was a mass of slithering appendages. As she rose up she embraced my mother, lifting her up with her tentacles as she rose, the two entering a wet, slimy embrace. My mom’s clear slime mixed with Alura’s green slime and the red water to make a messy, sloppy, soupy mix. Tentacles slipped past my mother’s swimsuit into her vagina and her ass as they kissed and caressed. ...

... Their breasts pressed together, sending thick, sweet phallite milk trickling down across their bodies.

Finally, they broke the embrace. Alura lifted my mother gently with her tentacles and deposited her on the floor beside us. Alura slipped from the well and stood before us on her long skirt of tentacles.

“Hey,” she said. “Have you unlocked the lock?”

My mom shook her head. “Not yet, we’re still working on it.”

“So are you just here for a good time?” Alura asked.

The slithering, writhing mass of appendages under her that trailed back into the well parted, revealing – at their center – a light green vaginal slit that gaped open dribbling green slime, and behind it, an other perfect phallite asshole, except light green instead of pink. A single slimy green tentacle rose in front of Alura’s pussy, thickening and sticking out erect. The tip of the tentacle expanded and an aperture appeared, dribbling green slime. It became a huge, thick, pulsating cock.

“Whether you want tits, pussy, ass, or cock, I can help…” she said.

“Whoa,” I said, unsure how to process what I was seeing. Alura had tentacles, breasts, cock, and vagina. She was some form of intersex or hermaphroditic creature. “Wow,” I added.

Alura looked at me.

“Do you not like my cock?” she asked.

“I’m fine with it,” I stammered for a moment before catching myself. “It was just, um, unexpected. I thought you were a woman, I didn’t know you had, um, that…”

Alura smiled.

“If you are going to ...