Ty's brows furrowed again and deep inside Debbie's abdomen, an egg burst forth from her ovaries into a fertile womb. Minutes later, Mike's seed burst into her and her oversensitive clitoris forced her cervix to drink deep.
Wow! That was such a turn on, though Ty. I think I'll go and find a man to sire my children.
With that, Ty's body shifted, his hips rolling forward, widening until they concealed an enormous birth canal. His chest exploded into a massive heaving bosom, replete with large, pert nipples. His penis shrivelled into a large, overly sensitive clitoris, which aroused as he changed. His testicles rose up inside him, becoming ovaries, while his erogenous scrota smoothed into labia. A hot, moist vagina split into being and grew, filling Ty's abdomen with a fertile uterus.
As the changes continued, Ty mentally changed his name to Tanya, and she gazed around the room with predatory eyes, trying to select the ultimate mate to seed her. Her glance fell upon Keith O'Connell, a slight boy with red hair. Captain of the Debate Team, accomplished Dungeonmaster, and champion poet, she knew his mind and personality was what she desired. The body had to go, though. In moments, Keith had grown, his form becoming tall and erect, bristling with muscle and manliness.
Her chosen rose from his seat at the front of the room, his pant bulging from the unbelievably large member within. He gently lifted Tanya from her seat with graceful strength. Keith carried her out of the room and laid her on a table in the Gaming Club office.
Tanya's vagina burned with wet fire, aching to be filled. A bubble formed on her left ovary, swelling like a sprouting seed. Keith stroked her belly with one hand as he unbuttoned her blouse with the other. As the silk slid from her shoulders, he guided one hand under her bra to cup her breast. The other glided behind her, lifting high her torso and removing the bra to let her bosom heave free.
Keith's mouth found her right nipple, his tongue flicking the hot, hard skin and sending waves of unbearable ecstasy through Tanya. One of his mighty hands clasped her hips, the other unfastened her jeans, and guided them to the floor. Only her thin panties shielded her chaste womanhood from his burning passion. Her vagina rocked with spasms, her cervix choked, desperately seeking sperm to swallow as she orgasmed uncontrollably.
His hands teased her clitoris through the silk stain bikini. Helpless to resist, she spread her legs, begging to be filled. His lips roamed her body, his hands flicked this way and that, here, then gone, then there, then gone again. Deep inside her belly, the expanding cyst on her ovary was reaching crisis, desperate to explode, releasing the egg within to the dance of creation.
Tanya's back arched off the table, her insides spasming again, futiling seeking fulfillment from her empty vagina. Her womanhood yawned open, flaming in the cold air. Nothing mattered but that opening. Her entire world became the need to feel herself filled.
She did not wait long. Keith's powerful manhood slid into her virgin flower, the blood of her hymen mixing with her juices to form a powerful potion of love, slickening her womanhood and drawing him deeper. Trapped now, both of them, by what they were about to do, Keith gave in, thrusting, thrusting, thrusting.
Tanya arched spasmodically, unable to control her lust, the ecstasy overcoming every fiber of her being. Her ovary burst forth an egg, the hope of a new life, as Keith's seed erupted from his penis. Tanya's world contracted again, this time becoming nothing but the massive contractions in her crotch. With her whole being, she willed her cervix to drink, to swallow, to suckle his manhood!
Then, exhausted, she fell back to the icy table, and he upon her, his massive penis still stretching her tiny vagina. In her womb, Keith's sperm, an uncountable horde of creation swam powerful towards her ovum, towards the shared future they had created, towards her destiny as a woman and a mother.