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Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... damage once her sister emerged.

“I don’t want to be negative,” I said finally. “But are you sure she’s still alive?”

“I can feel her,” Clementina said. “She’s almost ready to make her appearance.”

As she said that a murmur whispered down the tunnel from the queen’s chamber. We all turned. A fresh surge of slime slipped from the now pulsating pink tunnel, followed by a moan – I’m not sure if it was pleasure or pain. It was followed by faint sounds of heavy breathing and soft whining. Another surge of slime slipped from the tunnel and spread out across the floor.

Down the tunnel I could see a shadow starting to move, making its way down towards the main chamber where the three of us waited. It came slowly, wetly. We could hear the sound of someone wriggling through the narrow, slimy tunnel.

Another surge of slime coursed through the tunnel and like a tidal wave pushed Ona the rest of the way, dumping her slickly on all fours in the slime on the floor under the tunnel. She slowly slipped to her feet.

She was like her sister – over six feet tall with long black hair. Much of her body was that of a phallite host – wide hips, thick dangling lobes, and narrow waist. But her large, milky, pendulous breasts had wide nipples that were jet black with long erect tips. From the midnight aureoles, scraggly lines emanated outwards across the fleshy mounds. Yet still, it was her face that was the most startling – her eyes had deep, black circles around them with the same ...

... scraggly lines spreading outwards across her face. Her lips were black as night and her eyes were a glowing fiery red without any discernible pupils – like the eyes of the dark phallites.

Ona looked at the three of us, then focused in on her sister, taking in the huge dildo strapped to her hips.

“Really, sister,” Ona said. “I didn’t realize you wanted to pick up where we left off after I infected you. Had I known that I might have come out earlier.”

Clementina turned beet red.

“I’m not responsible for what happened after you put that monster inside of me,” she spat back.

“And what about the things we did when we were younger, when we both had the light phallites inside of us? You were so much more fun back then. Can you blame me trying to bring back the good old days?”

“You used to have a light phallite inside of you?” I asked Ona, interrupting the reunion.

“Of course,” she said. “Both Clementina and I took them on. We were young, and we were lovers. But when hers died she wouldn’t take another. I did. My second one died earlier this year, so I came back for a new passenger. And to try to convince my sister to join me. It’s not too late, Clementina.”

Clementina was looking at the floor.

“So you two were lovers?” I asked her.

Clementine sighed.

“Yes,” she said. “When we were young. It was a mistake…”

“It was beautiful!” Ona spat. “You know it was. And now that you have been tasting the slime of the phallites again, you know it’s true. I can ...