When Teri returned to her senses, feelings of warmth, pressure and soreness greeted her. Half awake, she tried to pry away something from her face, but she was surprised by pleasure emitting from the touch, breathing deep as it washed over her confused mind and pulling away her hand in reflex. She struggled to open up her eyes, lying on her side.
“What the fuck?” she spoke in shock after she succeeded.
Her belly was a massive four-feet dome jutting out in front of her and held an fullness beyond what she knew before, yet held a pleasurable warmth in its huge mass, which felt more comforting than it should. She felt the tautness of her skin and saw bulges forming everywhere on it, something that alarmed her. Rubbing the parts she could reach with her tentacles, she wanted to ease the strain her skin was under, as her womb housed a lot something she did not know. The liquids of her new appendages seeped onto her stomach and she felt it relax, easing some of her worries.
Those however fired back up again, when she saw two huge globes on her chest, milk dripping from her stiff, fat nipples, begging to be emptied. When she twisted one of them she felt in heaven as sexual relief came, leaving her to moan in response as her milk shot to the ground. She was turned on, her penis stiffening against her belly, her pussy wet itself and her tentacles warming up, and her breath grew unevenly. Another twist and more milk shot out, giving her more pleasure, and she did not want for it to stop.
More and more she worked on her milkers, her dick leaking pre as she let out high-pitched erotic sounds. Milk flowed out of her breasts and formed a puddle on the ground. She squirmed involuntarily as she felt herself edging closer and closer to the edge.
She came with her eyes closed and her toes curled. Her penis shot cum against her abdomen, as she humped against it’s mass, milk gushed out of her chest in white rivers, sending sensations of pleasure directly into her brain and her vagina squirted her juices, while her tentacles soaked her with their liquids, while bliss filled every centimeter of them.
But after a while, it ended and she was wet, all kinds of stuff running off her. A part of Teri was disappointed at how low-key it was, relatively speaking, but most of her was glad to be still conscious.
“What to do with my pregnancy?” she thought to herself. Then she felt the warmness in her womb turn into something different, a pressure into her nether regions, and she felt her vagina wet itself, as if in preparation of something. “Is that -ahhh!” she cried at movement in her stomach , feeling something move down her canal, then press into her nether-lips. She pressed and it opened her vagina, stimulating her, and she felt turned on again. Milk came out in small spurts out of her supposedly milked chest and her erection came back, and she felt flustered. As she pressed more, she felt that it was smooth and round, an egg, as it spread her vagina further. Meanwhile she felt another moving into position as she continued onward.
She felt her another orgasm nearing as she pushed it out, every bit rising her pleasure. She could not take anymore and quivered as it washed over her, cum coming from several places of her body. The egg came out of her vagina as she flailed in ecstasy and another came inching. Egg, climax, another egg, she lost herself in a cycle of pushing and cumming. She moaned and cried, until her throat gave up, and came more. Puddles of sex formed around her as she could not stop laying, only half-aware at what was happening to her.
More and more eggs joined her collection, pushing those already there away, wet and full of her spunk, and her stomach shrank as one egg after the another left it. It was halfway empty when she started pushing per instinct, exhausted by all that pleasure, and the eggs swam together in her mind as she grit her teeth in a grimace, as she forced more eggs out of her. More were added to her feet as her stomach neared normal proportions, not that she could register that. It was after the last one left her with a last soundless cry that she pulled herself again, breathing hard after her experience, a smile on her face. It faltered when she turned around, eyes bulging at the purple sea of eggs in front of her. Sitting up, her chest jiggling at her movement, she gazed upon her body and saw that it was obscured by her tits, leaving her to feel a little bit pudginess with her hand. She then took one egg, carefully brushing away everything that was on it, and saw that the size was double that of a chicken-egg! And she had produced a countless amount of them, which floored her.