The Surrogate (Closed to littlesisters)

[littlesisters]

Queen got her anxiety increasing again when she learned that the ordeal she's been through earlier was just the start.

"What?! But I want to go home, its not that I am bored, I don't want to remain naked here with all my sex for you to play with."

However the only response she got was that the tentacle on her clit starts twisting the very nub itself and prodding the clitoral area with smooth strokes. Queenie quickly moaned in arousal with her eyes rolling in complete ecstasy, her legs were greatly trembling as if she is being electrocuted.

Pleasure after pleasure was added as tentacles squeezed her breasts and twists her already stiff nipples. Queenie squirmed within her bonds and could not think of anything else other than to get more arousal of sexual stimulation.

Her moans become louder as a tentacle slithered inside her already pent up sex. She twitched and turns even more as the pleasure just keeps on flooding her nerves almost overwhelming her feelings with just pure unique flavor of sex. The tentacle twisting inside her vaginal canal was like no other that it left her completely helpless. Queenie rocks pelvic region up and down to tell the tentacle that she fully gives in to its assault and that she is at its mercy.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

We ignored her words. They simply weren’t relevant. It took a few more minutes, while this stimulation was going on, for us to ready everything for the mutations. Once we had everything ready, we pulled those tentacles out of her, and used them to grip the materials to process the mutations. The best environment for the mutations was in the subject’s uterus, so we slid the small equipment and materials inside, gently pushing them past her cervix. The movement of our tentacles while we process the mutations was different than when we had simply been trying to help her pass the time, more utilitarian. But, we were probably stretching her even more than before. To avoid discomfort for her, we also stimulated her clitoris while we performed the mutations.

We had also noticed that she seemed to respond very well to stimulation on her breasts, so we began giving her some of that stimulation while we worked. We fixed some of the suction cups of our tentacles on her nipples, wrapping the tentacles around her breasts, letting more suction cups attach to her flesh. As we undulated inside her vagina, we pulled on her breasts, relaxing periodically to see them wobble and shake in the open air of our operating room. We twisted them, straining her skin, sucking and rubbing them enough that we were concerned about irritation. The responses of her body just indicated more and more pleasure, though. We kept up the stimulation, reading her moans and whimpers as positive feedback.

The mutations were going well. Our offspring, should they survive until birth, should be free of our disease. This was very encouraging, and we increased our stimulation on the subject in gratitude.

 

[littlesisters]

Queenie basked into the pleasure provided to her by the tentacle without being aware that the next procedure is about to take place even as the tentacles pleasuring her earlier had withdrawn for awhile. She did not even noticed that miniaturized devices were being inserted inside her cervix, she thought that the pleasuring simply took a short break then resumed again, though this time it felt quite painful as she felt her walls being stretched even more but Queenie simply took it as part of the sex. All of these were masked due to her clitoris getting all the sensation that Queenie only thinks of releasing her orgasmic fluids, she released a very considerable amounts of fluids as it gush out of her sex

She was kept into this thinking that she is being given continuous pleasure as tentacles with suckers starts swallowing her breasts. If left her moaning deeply as she really felt excited and nervous about getting her breasts almost eaten, its far more arousing than feeling a man's mouth. Not only did her breasts get sucked but also twisted just like her nipples, it sent Queenie wimping and mewling as it gave her some amount pain but she accepted it as it was still arousing. She felt like her breasts are being grinded. Her whole torso humps whenever her breasts get twisted, indicating that Queenie is giving in to the suckers, letting them chew her swirling mammary. Her head thrashes side to side while her eyes were closed as she could not fathom the pleasure, her armpits are sweating a lot as if begging to be sexed up as well.

All the while Queenie was completely oblivious that her egg is being mutated inside her womb.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

We completed our mutations and pulled away from the subject, leaving her twitching and writhing on the table.

We began to examine the mutated eggs, deciding which ones to fertilize and implant into the subject. For now, we left her alone on the table, exposed to us and to the open air with no contact. This process would not take as long as the last time, so she shouldn’t need stimulation to pass the time.

We eventually selected two of the offspring to implant, preparing them along with the nutrient paste and all our equipment, and assembled around the table, now wet with the subject’s excretions. That was good, and we would be causing her to produce much more of those excretions before the procedure was complete.

 

[littlesisters]

Queenie is basking herself in the overwhelming ecstasy she is getting from the tentacles. She keeps on going with the up and down rhythm of the tentacles sucking her breasts. The sexual intercourse with these tentacles left pert breathing deeply and panting hard as she catches for more air. But for some reason unknown to her, the tentacles suddenly pulled out without notice, she didn't even felt whether the tentacles inside her sex cum out or not, she was confused by this sudden turn of event which left her still in heat, so Queenie wimp and mewl as if begging for another round, that is to say she is not yet satisfied. Queenie did not bother that the tentacles were moving those strange high tech looking equipment, her mind is still clouded with lust that all she wanted was those tentacles stimulating all of her erogenous zones. Right now Queenie is squirming her body like someone suffering a withdrawal syndrome.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Once everything was ready, we attached tentacles to the subject’s nipples and clitoris, as well as sliding two twisting tentacles into her anus. The purpose of these five tentacles was to pleasure her. Orgasms were conducive to implantation, and the more orgasms and the more powerful orgasms we could give her, the better our children’s chances of survival would be.

Next, we readied the fertilized eggs and the equipment we would need, and prepared to implant them in her womb. This would require six different tentacles in her womb at one point, stretching her vaginal opening to its limit.

Before we did that, though, the tentacles on her breasts pinched her nipples, and then wound around her large, fleshy breasts. They twisted and pulled, letting the soft mounds undulate against her body. The tentacle on her clit twisted and rubbed, stimulating her pleasure center. The tentacles in her ass rubbed the tight ring of muscle, sliding inside to pump back and forth.

We slid one tentacle inside to ready the implantation equipment, followed by the tentacle carrying the first egg. Three more tentacles with eggs followed, pushing apart her lower lips. The last tentacle slipped inside with more equipment. Her vaginal opening gaped obscenely, and our tentacles had to move around in order to do their work, rolling over each other and pushing around each other.

 

[littlesisters]

Fortunately for Queenie, her lustful whims have been served again, there she resumed moaning in pleasure again as tentacles stimulate her nipples and clitoris. Queenie is completely in ecstasy that she did not feel pain when her vaginal cavity was open wide due to having it masked with lots of arousing sensation so Queenie felt pleasure as opposed to pain. Its compensated by the tentacles fully sucking her breasts which takes the most attention for Queenie, The tentacle twisting and flicking her clit as well as the spinning tentacle pounding her anus are making her squirm and tremble wildly. She loved the sexual stimulation that she doesn't care what is about to happen to her vagina. Then as three tentacles were inside going back and forth through the whole length of her vaginal canal, Queenie just took this a massive sexual intercourse which made her release a massive orgasmic release bathing the tentacles with her orgasmic fluids that it even flooded the whole canal. Queenie moans loudly in complete sexual bliss.

Her cervical entrance however is still shut, it will require proper stimulation which will need for all other tentacles to stop their sexual activity lest Queenie gets injured on that delicate part if its treated roughly and too fast as the Cervical "O" is very tight. Her vagina needs to be vacated too and only one tentacle may stimulate the cervical entrance. Simultaneous entry to the womb proper can be achieve if those tentacles can reduce their thickness.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Once everything was prepared, we withdrew all our tentacles to avoid movement while we got ready to penetrate her cervix with the fertilized egg. Only one tentacle remained in contact with the subject’s body: one single tentacle inside her vaginal canal. That was one of our large primary tentacles, and seven very thin appendages slipped out.

These tendrils began stimulating her cervical entrance, teasing and probing until the tight ring of muscle opened slightly. Then, the tendrils slid inside, applying gentle pressure to open it further to slip in the fertilized eggs and delicate instruments.

Once inside, we used those instruments to implant the eggs in her uterus, finally beginning their maturation process. We celebrated internally, for we still had much to do.

 

[littlesisters]

Queenie didn't feel much of a difference with whats going inside her nether region, though she felt tiny bits of tickles inside her cervix. She loved this unusual feeling, its nothing like any vibrator could do. Her pelvic region is humping in response, telling them of her approved arousal, though she is not aware her cervical entrance opened up and the thinner tentacles went on inside bringing foreign objects inside as well as her own egg which is about to be mutated and will start to grow inside her should the mutation be successful. Well if Queenie should get pregnant from this procedure then a good rest would be ideal to keep her healthy. As of now things are going moderate for Queenie, she got a little bit exhausted from releasing a huge wave of orgasm so right now she is not asking for more sexual activity and just wanted to rest, she is still releasing orgasmic juice in a lower pace however. As of the moment Queenie is much more relaxed, moaning softly as the sexual intercourse is now going gently. Right now Queenie wanted to get a moment for a breather so she made request. "Uhmm, can I wear something for my sex? I need to wear panties to keep me comforted." She asked in a squeamish manner.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

We withdrew once the eggs were successfully implanted, leaving only one single tentacle wrapped around her clitoris for communication.

“We apologize, but we can’t allow you any covering at the moment. Overstimulation decreases the odds of rejection. We apologize if the next few moments are uncomfortable for you.”

The tentacle on her clitoris began to slide around the tiny sex organ, grinding over its slippery self to twist and rub her pleasure center. One of our largest tentacles slid down to venture into her vaginal canal, doubling back to further thicken the organ, stretching her inner walls and slipping, sliding past her sensitive lower lips. A thinner, well-lubricated tentacle poked at the tight coil of muscle protecting her anal cavity until it opened to allow us in to twist and slide through the sensitive opening. Two more tentacles wrapped around her breasts, suckers gripping the smooth flesh, pulling, twisting, deforming, leaving what would be revealed to be large, red marks on her porcelain skin.

It was all a targeted, intense effort at overstimulation, milking her sexual emissions out of her body to lower the rejection probability. The focused, effortful stimulation lasted nearly a quarter-hour before we finally slowed our movements and pulled away our tentacles one at a time, leaving only one on her clitoris for communication.

 

[littlesisters]

Queenie got anxious when she was denied of her request, she's already close to exhaustion as the sexual stimulation was kind of overwhelming for her. Well what she got was another wave of sexual ordeal. She writhes as her clitoris got another round of bullying from the tentacle thats pinching and toying with it. Her sex was quickly penetrated and opened wide due to the lubricant still plastered all over her canal and the fact that the tentacles are well lubricated and slippery. this time Queenie squirms and mewls in protests because she is starting to feel sore on her sex, her vaginal tissues and muscles are starting to go fatigue from the enormous assault of the thick tentacle. Then she made a loud groan came as her anus was forcefully opened by another thick tentacle which twists itself inside her tight spaced rectum. Queenie felt more pressure in her anus as her rectum is not just meant for a thick insertion. She keeps humping her abdomen to try ejecting the tentacle with her sphincter doing all it can to push out the relentless tentacle but it was all futile. Her breasts too got another round of tight sucking and groping that she also starting to felt pain in her chest. Queenie is now grunting instead of moaning as the feeling of pain is now overcoming the feeling of pleasure.

"No more, I can't hold it any longer." Queenie said feverishly as she released another guzzling round of orgasm when the tentacles finally stopped. It left Queenie panting and breathing heavily as she hardly catches air.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Of course,” we said before removing our communication tentacle to allow the subject time to recover. She soon lost consciousness, but her vitals were strong, and exhaustion was to be expected. We lacked textiles with which to cover her body, but we made sure the room was warm enough to compensate for her evaporating perspiration. We wanted her to be comfortable, after all. To prevent dehydration, we used a feeding tube to drip water into her mouth, slowly enough for her to swallow while asleep. Once she was awake, we would make sure she had enough calories.

She slept for quite a few hours, which we took as an encouraging sign. Her body had been through quite a bit of strain, and she needed to recover.

The next day, she was awake and alert. We offered her a feeding tube with a nutrient-rich paste. It had been formulated with her biology in mind.

It was too early to do much testing, but we could check her hormone levels. It wouldn’t confirm conception, but it might give us an early warning if something was wrong. To do this, we used one of our tentacles that we used to consume our own food to taste the fraction of a millimeter of new pubic hair that had grown overnight. We threaded that tentacle through her thick, curly blonde hair and started chewing on the base with our blunt, hard teeth. We grazed like herbivores through her lustrous thatch of fur, masticating aggressively on the rough, thin strands and crunching them in our toothy tentacle.

We didn’t taste anything out of the ordinary, but we grazed until she was nearly bald and her pubis was slick with our saliva.

 

[littlesisters]

As Queenie fell into sleep after getting exhausted she did not felt a feeding tube was inserted into her mouth, her mind just shuts down for awhile so she would not be overwhelmed with too much confusing feelings that might even result to a life threatening shock. Good thing it wasn't a coma and so she had regained consciousness in a matter of hours, though still she is somewhat feverish as she hasn't gained much energy from her rest, that include what was fed to her. But then at the moment she woke up, she felt something grazing her crotch, when she tilted her head and got her eyesight clear, she sees a tentacle doing attached to her crotch and seems to be pressing on her, then immediately felt something munching her pubic hairs and felt prickly sensations as she felt her pubes getting pluck out, Queenie moaned in pleasure and pain. She felt huge teeth chewing her pubic hairs and it sure did uproot lots and lots of her hairs which hurt her a bit. But the pleasure her mind is giving into made Queenie hump her abdomen so as to feel more of the tentacle's mouth. Moment's later, the tentacle withdraw and Queenie got surprised that her pubic hairs were shaven off clean completely, her sex is glistening with gooey fluids similar to a human's saliva, it left her panting as she leaned her head back to catch her breath, she took her time to get her bearings together then she titled her again, looking at her massive pitch black tentacle creature with a worrisome face. "What are you going to do to my body now?"