il had decided that turning Claire but into Charles would be giving in. At the same time the warrior's pace distributed it in ways that it could not explain. Claire stood nude before il waiting for a decision. It came without warning the gurgling in Claire's stomach dropped her to the soft dirt of the cave where they worshiped il.
The skin started to go from plump and pushed out to rock hard as stretch marks appeared on her belly. Her breasts grew a good two cup sizes. But tits weren't necessary for il's reproduction. On all fours she howled:
"OH GOD IT FUCKING HURTS!"
Claire's stomach was now rock hard and objects moved liquidly within her womb. At first she thought it was a baby but it felt more like a bunch of objects moving within her belly. An invisible hand pulled her up as that move and gravity brought the objects into the birthing position. Claire hit the ground on her back this time and started panting.
The pain hit her squeezing her belly tight, the pressure pushing her sensitive pussy lips, cracking her pelvis bones and making her back roar with pain. As she panted to the human contractions she felt her water break but it was black like motor oil. Charles had been a patrol medic and had helped women in third world countries give birth.
This was nothing like his/her experience. It was more like taking a dump, ridding the body of something that needed to go. As the first avocado size fruit came out with a plop, other pregnant women picked them up and took them away. She 'birthed' a second fruit or seedling. After she had delivered at least a dozen she gave out and collapsed.
The first woman of il, it's Eve, she had birthed a new breed of humanoid plant that had hopes for il's expansion over the earth. The other pregnant women clustered around Claire feeding her, cleaning and keeping her well watered. Slowly her strength returned.
She was face to face with a beautiful, but slender, teenage girl. About 16 with breasts that were noticeable but forgettable, a thick bush of pubic hair on her vagina and under her armpits. In a trance she walked towards the girl who seemed confused at first then surrender like a soldier who has been beaten. They had been shooting at each other weeks ago but il had turned that passion into something else.
Claire kissed the girl, her heavy milk filled breasts jiggled with her movements. She kissed the girl and heat radiated through her body, something close to her old male passion when fucking a girl. Older, stronger and having recovered she grabbed the girl by her slender buttocks and lifted the nimble bodied nymph onto her waist as she wrapped her legs around Claire.
Claire was guided by her old body as she had trouble with her breasts pushing the girl away. She lay the nymph on the ground and placed her wet pussy lips against the nymph's. The response was immediate. Something burst from her exposed vagina, something that plunged into the nymph's vagina. Like a bayonet through fat the new cock Claire had ripped into the girl as her hips started thrusting.
The nymph wailed in pleasure as Claire, heavy breasts bouncing, fucked her like a man. It looked like two women, one with a strap on dildo. It wasn't, it was very real as Claire became shemale, remembering her pregnancy and knowing that s/he was riding bareback. After a few thrusts Claire's penis exploded inside the nymph like 20 pounds of C4. Claire fell asleep on the nymph and when she came to she felt inside her pussy, her penis was gone.
But she now knew that it could come back. il wouldn't give Claire her old body back, but it was prepared to give her a cock that worked fine. This was like silenced .45 pistol aimed at someone's head. It was silent, deadly and poor old Paula would have no idea what had hit her when she met Claire again...