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It didn't take for them all to explode in, and on me, and when they did I bit each in turn, injecting them all with my poison.
Meanwhile: Justin had his huge cock halfway down the scientist's throat and his tentacles, an idea inherited from his mother, were busy shoving themselves into her anus. Having been born a male his tentacles secreted slime-like lubricant that also made the human body able to stretch to absurd levels, making twelve two inch thick tentacles ramming into her asshole, and by extension her intestines. He was no virgin, having been born for sex, so he could easily control when he came, of course it helped that he was a Lamia. The scientist gagged once again on his cock and he pulled out.
She looked at him her eyes unfocused and glazed over with lust. He pitied her. Over the few weeks of his existence he'd seen his mother kill men and rape women, all to breed more of his siblings. He didn't know anything else beside fucking, until he snuck out to see the world outside of the farm, and there he saw peace and serenity. He observed many different people, some were just as sex crazed as his mother was, but others deeply loved the one they slept with. It was this that made him start to doubt his mother, who was too focused on fucking and breeding to notice his change in mindset.
Justin looked down once more at the scientist, whose anus was stretched by twenty four inches of tentacles. Through the lust and need in her eyes he could see her fear, and her hatred of what had become of her.
"I'm sorry for what my mother has done to you." A faint spark of surprise shone in her eyes, "But I'm going to make it write, I swear, however I need your help." Somehow the woman broke through her the lust and told him:
"Yes!" He encased her in a cocoon of tentacles and began fucking her.
She wasn't prepared for the sudden penetration and cried out in pain, though it was tainted with pleasure. He began really thrusting into her. He broke through the barrier protecting her womb and began pounding her with all of his might, and each time he would hilt inside her, causing . Gradually, her cries for none turned to screams for more, she was writhing around in the cocoon tentacles that covered every square inch of her exposed flesh. Two penetrated her tits and pulled them together so that another could thrust between the two fleshy orbs, while several crammed themselves down her throat. She no longer cared about anything other than sex. Sex was her life now, it was all that she needed, all that she craved.
Climax after climax exploded from within her, drenching his cock in her juices as he pulled back and thrust forward. She screamed with each orgasm, even the tentacles squirming down her throat couldn't fully stifle it, and soon she was in a state of constant orgasm. Each time she came melted into another, more powerful climax. When she felt his cock and tentacles pulsate faster she knew he was close, and this knowledge made her next orgasm all the more stronger.
Justin was almost to the end of his control. Her constant orgasms had her cunt gripping him so tightly it was almost uncomfortable, but still served to bring him closer and closer to his own peak. His thrusts increased in intensity, as did her screams, now clearly audible from her tentacle filled mouth.
"I'm cumming." He groaned and with one last mighty thrust, he emptied his balls into her womb, while his tentacles – their cum was stored in a different dimension, making their supply nearly endless – filled her every other whole and breasts. Her entire torso began to inflate, the tentacles in her breasts unloading gallons of cum into them, the ones in her mouth had forced themselves into her oesophagus and then her stomach causing it to inflate with each spurt. Then there was her womb. His cock had more than just his balls to supple cum; it too stored the true bulk of semen within another dimension, and this orgasm was far more powerful than any he had ever experienced, causing him to spray it with much more power than ever before. He estimated the first blast to be about three gallons worth of cum. With his orgasm his power also increased to incredible levels.
I should've asked those guys where the communications room was, now I was stuck wondering around almost aimlessly. Then I remembered that I now had the scientist, I maybe a goddess, but I still tend to forget most things. I transformed and slithered back to the cell.
I arrived to see Justin holding the scientist's massively inflated body. Her womb looked like she was carrying a hundred human babies to term, and her breasts were so huge they actually fell to the floor from five feet in the air.
"Nice work Justin."
"Goodbye, Mother." I realised too late that a spiked tentacle was poised behind me. By the time I reacted it had penetrated my chest, spearing my heart and ripping it from my chest. I stared down at it in disbelief, then at my son. I saw his eyes, full of rage and sorrow, and watched as tears rolled down his cheeks, and fall onto the scientist.
"W-Why?" I managed to choke before everything went dark and my life came to an end.
I woke up clad in a black gown and strapped to a cold metal table.
"Where am I?" I demanded of the shadows that surrounded the table. From these shadows came... me?
"This is your hell."
"Wha-what?"
"Each person has a hell specified to their sins, and your sin involved fucking... a lot." The other me said with a smirk and from her groin grew a cock so large that I believed it to be thicker than my upper chest, and longer than my legs.
"Like that would frighten me, I'm the Queen Lamia!"
"Not anymore, you're not. Here you're just another pathetic human, who's about to receive the most brutal fucking of their lives." My double explained and I shook my head in fear and disbelief, though I knew her words to be true.
"Open wide!" She said sadistically and made the first thrust into me. She would thrust up, making my womb stretch outwards to accommodate the massive phallus, and whenever she pulled out my cervix and hymen would repair themselves so that whenever she thrust in, she tore through them both, again and again. With each thrust and sob a single word echoed through my mind; Why...
Epilogue
"I'm back!" Justin announced and was instantly met by his wife, Jasmine.
"It's about time," She said, pretending to be angry, but her frown quickly turned to a smile and she kissed him deeply, "The kids need you." She patted her massive belly and felt one of the children kick.
"Of course, the 'the kids'." He said. After killing his own mother he had gotten to know, and fall in love with the same scientist who he had fucked full of his sperm. Her breasts had deflated a lot over the past year, but they were still several cups bigger than before.
"Well then let their friends come out." With that he was naked and so was she, tentacles writhed around them, searching for holes to fuck. Soon his own children would be born, and he would make sure that they didn't abuse the power his bloodline to them. But most all he vowed to love his wife, and cherish each moment they had together.
The End...?
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