Clementina, Chapter 2 – Symbiosis - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter 2 – Symbiosis

... But I had never shaved it before, and being without any hair down there made my already monolithic phallite cock stand out even more. It looked huge, insanely huge.

What the fuck. Why had all my hair fallen out? Was this a phallite thing? Was I sick? Terrifying thoughts of Clementina’s warnings about what happened to male phallite carriers surged into my head.

Despite having an immense erection, I had little desire to put it to use. I really just wanted to go back to bed. But I didn’t want to face any more nightmares, and I had class, so I decided to get up.

I brushed the sticky pile of pubic hair into the trash and stripped the slimed sheets from the bed, leaving the mattress open to dry. I turned on the shower cold and climbed inside, shivering until my cock decided to behave, then I dried off, pulled on shorts and a T-shirt and made my way down to the kitchen. I had class in a couple of hours and had to pull myself together. I hadn’t had anything to drink the night before but felt like I had been up drinking all night.

I made some coffee and sat down at the kitchen table to try to collect my racing thoughts.

I heard my mother stir and she came down the stairs in her usual nighttime sleepwear of a cut off T-shirt and yoga shorts. I poured her a cup of coffee and she sat down across from me at the table. I was nervous looking at her for a couple of reasons. First there was the tongue thing, second there was the tentacle labia thing, and third was my abrupt ...

... exit from her room last night.

She took a sip of her coffee.

“You must have been tired,” she said.

“I was, but I didn’t sleep well. I had all kind of weird dreams.”

“You should have taken me up on my offer and come down to my room, I could have turned your nightmares into sweet dreams,” she said.

“What?” I replied, looking at her sharply. “What do you mean? I came down to your room about an hour after you left my room.”

“You must have dreamt it, sweetie,” she said, smiling, putting her hand on mine. “I was all alone last night. I would have loved a visit from you.”

“No,” I said. “I’m sure…”

“You were dreaming,” she said reassuringly.

“Stick out your tongue,” I said.

“Do what?”

“Your tongue, let me see it.”

She stuck out her tongue. It was her normal tongue, not the long, snaking tentacle-like thing I had seen the night before.

“Jesus,” I said. “I am losing it.” I gulped the rest of my mug of coffee and poured another.

“You look rough,” my mother said. “Maybe you should skip class today, just take it easy. You may be coming down with something.”

“Maybe, but I think getting out of here for awhile will do me more good than sitting around in the house all day. Oh, and by the way, all my body hair fell out last night.”

“What? Really? Let me see.”

I pulled my shorts down and my mother shook her head.

“Wow, that makes you look huge. You in the mood for a quickie before class?” she asked. “I want to suck on that thing so bad it makes ...