Experiment 0000
Origins - Part 2

"Oh my goodness… Sofie!!"

A pair of delicate hands wiped the mess out of Sofie's eyes and she blinked as the silhouette in front of her came into focus.

"Y- Yvonne!" Sofie gasped. "Holy hell, am I glad to see you!"

"Me too! What… what happened? How did you get in here?"

"It's kind of a long story…" Sofie paused, sputtering as more liquid glugged down from above, covering her hair and face. "Do you mind?"

"Oh, yes!" Yvonne stood and quickly located the oversized jugs of olive oil, honey and chocolate sauce that were emptying onto her hapless colleague below. "Sorry about that."

Yvonne was about to start digging through the pile of pots, pans and boxes when Sofie cringed.

"Wait!" she warned, blushing. "I uh… something happened to me back in the lab."

Yvonne stood up, her emerald eyes growing sad. "I know… I saw what happened to Dr. Lydia on the surveillance cameras."

"Yeah, but that's not all…" Sofie flicked a clump of oil-soaked hair from her face. "I ended up with my own, uh… issues."

"Oh?"

"Let's just say I'll need a hand… or two. If you don't mind."

Sofie began wiggling, trying to dislodge herself from the pile of culinary debris as Yvonne jumped in to help. Patches of Sofie started to become visible, but as Yvonne removed a particularly large pot Sofie suddenly slipped down the pile and through Yvonne's legs. She slid to the middle of the oil-soaked floor with a yelp, her eight-breasted, limbless form laid bare. Her face turned as pink as her nipples. "It was the price of freedom…" she sighed.

"Right… I couldn't find you on the cameras after Lydia threw that pipe." Yvonne paused. "I'm so sorry!"

"Me too, but we don't have time to dwell on it right now. We'll have time to mourn later. For now we just need to get off this station before they can find us again."

"Ok. Should I, um…" Yvonne hesitated. "Should we get you cleaned up first?"

Sofie looked down at her body as it gleamed under the fluorescent lights. "Yeah… That's probably a good idea."

Sofie grunted as Yvonne picked her up with surprising ease. Had she always been so strong? Yvonne took a few steps before plunking Sofie into the industrial sink on the other side of the room before turning on the hot water.

"Here, let's get this thing off you."

Before she could protest Yvonne grabbed Sofie's bra straps and pulled off the saturated garment. Sofie blushed as her last remnant of modesty was finally yanked away.

"So, uh… I assume you're the one who set off the alarm?" Sofie asked, cocking her head towards the door at the muffled sounds beyond.

"Yeah, that was me." Yvonne replied, testing the water temperature with her hand. "Once I saw what happened to Lydia, I knew I had to."

"Any response from headquarters?"

"No, not yet…"

Satisfied with the water, Yvonne turned the spray towards her colleague, rinsing away the grime. Sofie moaned as the hot spray massaged her overly-sensitive breasts. It felt so good!

"So, ahhhh-" Sofie sighed. "What, ah… what happened to following protocol?"

"Hmmm?" Yvonne cocked an eyebrow as she pumped dish soap into her hand.

"You hmmmm… you knoooow. The ahhhhhh…" Sofie moaned as Yvonne began working the soap into her skin. "The self… The self-destruct proto-caahhhh-l?"

"Self-destruct?!" Yvonne startled. "I couldn't do that!"

"Mmmmmmmm, nooo?"

"I couldn't!" Yvonne exclaimed. Then she leaned in to whisper. "Not without finding you first, darling. 'Leave no girl behind', am I right?"

Sofie closed her eyes, moaning as the spray rinsed the bubbles on her skin away before moving onto her face and hair. Yvonne had always been one to put the team first… but to break a protocol that had been drilled into them for months?

Then she felt the touch of delicate hands returning to her body. Her doubts melted into bliss as slender fingers danced around her breasts, tweaking her nipples and pulling them into stiff peaks. She moaned as the teasing turned into full-on groping, enjoying the fondling as the spray continued its magic.

It didn't take long before the attention moved south and Sofie bit her lip as the fingers danced their way to her pussy. Still slick with oil, soap and chocolate, her puffy lips offered little resistance as the fingers pushed their way inside. She shivered as her clit became the focal point next, buzzing with pleasure as it was lovingly stroked. Climax came quickly, washing over her and adding to the wetness in her nethers. She groaned, squirming as the fingers continued their conquest, unsatisfied by just the one orgasm.

With Yvonne's thumb still rolling against her clit, Sofie felt the others move deeper inside. One paused at her g-spot, locating it with ease as the rest moved further in. Another orgasm rocked her body as Yvonne's hand began pumping in and out. Sofie's muscular tunnel pulsed as the intruder reached impossibly deep, touching all her most sensitive spots at once! More orgasms rolled through her, each more intense than the last and soon Sofie found herself bouncing to the rhythm as best she could. Her moans were suddenly cut off as Yvonne leaned in for a kiss, her tongue dancing inside Sofie's mouth with incredible flexibility. Sofie returned the kiss, drinking the passion in deeply.

Sofie felt Yvonne's other arm slip around her shoulders, lifting her into a tight embrace as she felt an overwhelming sense of something imminent. It built inside her until she felt couldn't hold off any more. Breaking their kiss, she yelled as the most powerful orgasm yet dominated her senses! Her muscles spasmed and her pussy rippled around Yvonne's hand as it milked it for all it was worth. If she didn't know better, she could have sworn she felt something actually cum inside her, but she was too wrapped up in her own pleasure to really care.

Sofie was almost sad as Yvonne slowly extracted her hand and laid her back down into the sink. Yvonne licked her fingers, eyeing Sofie with a smile. Where had such a conservative girl learned such amazing tricks? Sofie was too awash in her own afterglow to maintain the line of thought.

"Right, now let's get you packed up." Yvonne stated, rinsing off her hands. "We still need to get out of here."

Turning off the faucet, she grabbed a nearby towel and dabbed Sofie clean, eliciting a few more spasms of pleasure.

Too exhausted from the ordeal, Sofie watched as Yvonne found a nearby apron and draped it over her, hiding most of her breasts. Then she found some rope and trundled Sofie up into a neat little package, like something from a local butcher's shop. Sofie looked down at the handiwork. It was essentially shibari with handles! This girl was full of surprises.

"Ok, shall we?" Yvonne smiled as she slipped her arms into the straps and picked Sofie up like a backpack. Sofie squirmed as the ropes bit into all the right places. The bottom of her apron dampened as she felt herself cum once more. She blushed, embarrassed at being so easily stimulated, even after the mind-blowing orgasm from just moments before. How much had her body been altered?

Sofie bit her lip as Yvonne set off, squirming as the wet spot in her apron spread with every step. Hopefully their destination wasn't too far!

It had taken longer than expected, but they finally passed through the bulkhead into the Emergency Control Center. Thankfully they hadn't had any more run-ins with the copycats along the way.

"Sorry about that." Yvonne sighed. "These flashing lights just have me all turned around!"

"Yeah, well giving directions while backwards is hard too." Sofie replied, not wanting to mention her frequent orgasmic distractions along the way.

"And you said the escape boat is in here?"

"Yeah, at least I think it is… The access hatch should be here anyways."

"And it's big enough for us both?"

"Uh, yeah. It was big enough for the whole team. Don't you remember our training at all?"

"Sorry. I'm just so stressed out!" Yvonne dabbed her eyes. "This is all just so crazy!"

The girls then froze as a voice suddenly crackled from the far wall.

"I repeat… This is the USS Danenhower. We've received your distress signal. Is anyone there? Do you copy?"

Yvonne rushed to the intercom with Sofie still bouncing in tow. "Yes! Yes, we're here."

"Glad to hear it! You're lucky we picked up your signal. There's no other vessel within a hundred mile radius. What's your status?"

"Um… we're…" Yvonne paused. "We're actually fine here, thank you! Just a malfunction. We'll take care of it."

"Copy that."

"What?!" Sofie turned her head. "What do you mean 'we're fine'?! I don't know about you, but I'm anything but 'fine'! We need their help!"

"Are you sure about that?" Yvonne replied, shrugging off her living backpack and setting Sofie onto a nearby chair. "Look at yourself. Are you sure you want the military finding you like this? You'd become a lab rat for sure!"

Sofie looked down at her body. Limbless, 8-breasted, and primed to cum at the drop of a hat. Yvonne had a point. But was it worth risking the chance to get help?

"If we can just get out of here ourselves then we can make our own way back, in private. I can find us a place to live and you can stay in hiding! Just think of us living together…" Yvonne wrapped an arm around Sofie's shoulders, walking the other hand up Sofie's torso, "Our little soiree in the sink wouldn't have to be a one-time deal."

Sofie quivered at the memory. That had somehow been the best sex of her life!

"What's your cancellation code?" the speaker suddenly crackled again, breaking the silence. Yvonne hurried to the speaker, then paused. She looked back at Sofie, bewildered. "Cancelation code?"

"Yeah." Sofie replied, smiling. "Let me handle it."

"Thanks, hun." Yvonne smiled back, then wheeled Sofie's chair over to the mic. Sofie cleared her throat as Yvonne depressed the intercom button.

"Danenhower, this is Project Venus. Code: Lambda Omega Sigma Tau. I repeat, LAMBDA OMEGA SIGMA TAU!"

The intercom went silent. The women looked at each other. Then it crackled back to life.

"Copy that Venus. We have a strike team mustered and inbound on your position. Hang in there."

"What the Fuck?! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Yvonne snarled, punching the speaker. It exploded with a plume of smoke. Sofie smirked.

"Did you really think you were fooling me… copycat?"

Yvonne turned, angrily. "How long have you known?!"

"Well, I had my suspicions right when you found me, after you so blatantly broke the self-destruct protocol that'd been drilled into us. I wasn't sure though and I still needed you to get me here whether you were really Yvonne or not. And then I still wasn't entirely sure until just now, so thanks for confirming it for me!"

Expecting some sort of angry response, Sofie was taken aback when Not-Yvone smiled, then broke out into a chuckle, building slowly all the way into an unhinged laugh!

"So," the mimic replied, undoing her hair. "You've got it all figured out, don't you?

"Yeah, pretty much." Sofie replied, definitely.

"Then explain this to me then…" the mimic continued, stripping off her pants and unbuttoning her blouse. "If I don't need to keep up appearances anymore, what's stopping me from just fucking you silly right here?"

Sofie blushed, staring at the rows of breasts appearing down the other woman's front as her neck started growing longer too. She hadn't really thought this far ahead! The strike team was inbound, but who knew how long it'd take for them to actually get here. In the meantime, it was just her and this mimic!

"It's not too late to give in, you know. Join us, and you'll know pleasure beyond compare!" The mimic continued as more pairs of breasts appeared up her still-growing neck. She pulled off her blouse to reveal her own octet of breasts, though unlike Sofie's, her top four nipples split open to reveal wriggling tendrils capped with drooling, toothy maws! Something seemed to be creeping up her throat as well. As the mass neared the top, the mimic opened her mouth to reveal another thick, vascular tendril, this one topped with a replica of her own head! Mimic-Yvonne leaned in, the smaller head wrapping around Sofie's shoulders.

"And as a token of goodwill, I can even help you out of your little… situation."

With one swift motion, Mimic-Yvonne tore away Sofie's apron and her nipple maws clamped onto Sofie's stumps. Thick masses began pumping through the tendrils and Sofie squirmed as she felt her nubs buzzing. Whatever this creature was doing to her, it was causing her phantom limb syndrome to really flare up! She flailed her stubs uncomfortably, shocked when she noticed the tendrils attached to her stubs shifting as well. This wasn't phantom limb at all, she was actually regrowing her arms and legs!

Sofie squirmed as she felt her limbs taking shape inside the creature's tentacles, the interiors of which felt warm and slimy. Yvonne's moaning made the process even more awkward, as if Sofie's limbs were penetrating a more sensual orifice. Or maybe they were? Sofie didn't know anymore. These creatures were so grotesque, she wouldn't be surprised if her limbs really were taking shape inside the creature's vaginas! She couldn't help but wonder how it must feel…

Her thoughts were interrupted, however, by one final moan from the mimic while her maws detached themselves from Sofie. With a series of muscular ripples, the tendrils regurgitated her limbs, exposing them to the cool cabin air. Sofie felt the prickle of goosebumps appearing as she waved her revived limbs back and forth. They were really back!

With her newfound dexterity, Sofie couldn't resist running her hands across her field of tits. She hadn't had a chance to explore them herself before and she was surprised by how incredibly real they all felt. Then she noticed something odd… The skin tone of her hands didn't quite match her breasts. She followed it up her arms and realized her own pale shoulders and hips contrasted with the slight tan of her limbs. It took a moment before the realization dawned on her. These were…

"My limbs?" The second mimic head grinned, raising her own matching arms. "Of course! Your's were sacrificed to the greater good, but if you join us, there's no need for "your's" or "mine" anymore. They're all a part of "us"! And limbs aren't the only thing we share…"

Sofie stood up calmly, appreciating her new autonomy as she walked closer to the mimic. She took a deep breath, steadied herself, and then swung her hand fast, slapping the mimic's face and sending her reeling backward.

"That's for all my friends you've corrupted. Like hell I'd ever join up with you!" Sofie shouted.

"You fucking bitch!" The mimic yelled back, her expression quickly turning from benevolent to malicious. "And to think I was going to play nice with you. You think that just cause you have hands again you'd be any match for me?!"

As she spoke, the mimic's body began to warp even more. Her arms split apart, bifurcating into separate limbs as more tendrils squirmed between them. Her legs grew taller as well, bending in new ways as digitigrade claws supported her shifting mass. Sofie stumbled back towards her chair at the sight!

"And to think the Mother wanted you with your mind intact." The mimic fumed, closing the gap between them with impressive strides. She jabbed Sofie with a clawed finger, knocking her back into the chair. "I knew we couldn't trust you. I'll do what I should have done before and just fuck you brainless instead. You'll join us one way or another!"

Straddling Sofie's chair, the mimic pressed her body in close, a sinuous tail snaking out from her spine and developing a soft, spaded tip that teased Sofie's pussy.

"Get ready, bitch." The mimic whispered. "I'm gonna to fuck you till your brain melts!"

Suddenly, a strong, melodic voice resounded through the room.

"ENOUGH!"

Yvonne leapt away from Sofie in a hurry, landing halfway across the room. A series of heavy thuds and what sounded like moaning came from outside the room, then a trio of limbs thick as tree trunks squeezed their way through the bulkhead door! They looked like they belonged to some gigantic octopus, but instead of suckers along their bottoms, there were rows upon rows of human breasts! The tips looked bizarre as well, with what looked like hybrids of human and serpentine heads adorning them, eyeless and tasting the air with long, forked tongues. Pleasure-filled moans escaped their lips, clearly enjoying their hundreds of tits being mashed and fondled with every move. Sofie couldn't help but blush at their resemblance to her own octet of overly-sensitive mammaries.

These titty-lined tentacles slithered their way into the room, taking up nearly the entire floor before another form finally appeared at the door. Dipping down her head, a woman ducked through the bulkhead, her slender body ending where her hips merged with the sinuous limbs slithering around the room. Aside from the restless, boob-lined tentacles that made up her hair, she actually looked mostly human, though was much larger. Easily twice the size of any human, she could only fit inside the room by splaying out her legs and ducking her head. Then Sofie noticed her face, and she let out a gasp. It was the same face that had merged with Lydia earlier! Sofie could feel the creature's commanding aurora fill the room. There was no doubt about it… This was the Mother!

"Yvonne, I explicitly told you to keep this one's mind intact."

"But… But she betrayed us, Mother! She's not worthy of all the extra effort you've been putting into her!" Mimic-Yvonne protested.

"That's for me to decide, not you." the Mother reprimanded. "You've completed your task, now it's time for you to return."

"Yes, Mother."

Yvonne's clawed toes clicked on the metal floor as she weaved her way through the Mother's moaning tentacles. As she went her changes started to revert back. The second head slid back into her throat and her neck lost its endowments before returning to its original size. Her arms and legs changed back as well, returning to their human state as she took her place in front of the Mother. The mimic crossed her arms and closed eyes, then leaned back into a trust fall.

Sofie's eyes grew wide as she saw a familiar gash open up in the Mother's torso. The vaginal shape opened wide and black tendrils swarmed out, wrapping around mimic-Yvonne's falling body and dragging her inside! In an instant she was gone. The Mother cradled her distended belly as the oversized pussy sealed shut, leaving no trace of it left on her skin.

The swollen mass in her belly didn't stay there for long, however, absorbing into the Mother's body as other changes took place. She closed her eyes and focused, as if guiding the mass inside her, and her other limbs began moaning even louder. They realigned their position at her hips as a new mound appeared and another eyeless head emerged, flicking its tongue as it began to grow longer. Foot after foot extruded from the mound as row after row of perky breasts appeared along its underside. Only then did Sofie notice how the skin tone of the breasts matched the slight tan of her own new limbs perfectly. Not only that, but the other three limbs matched the tones of her other colleagues as well! Nora’s bronzed skin, Collette's freckled pink and Lydia's pale beige. Sofie gawked at the realization of what her coworkers had become!

Satisfied, the Mother leaned forward, lying down on a bed of squirming limbs that filled the room even more now. She had gotten bigger as well, her head almost the size of Sofie's entire torso as she propped herself up on an elbow.

"Mmmmm… That process never ceases to feel glorious. All that wonderful flesh repurposed into something even better!"

Sofie stared back at her, speechless.

"Now, my dear, isn't that something you'd like as well? To let go of all your troubles and join your colleagues in this endless bliss with me?"

"You…You ate all my friends!"

"I did nothing of the sort!" The Mother denied. "I merely reformed them into something new. Something better! They're all still here inside me, enjoying endless, infinite pleasure…"

The Mother paused, letting the harmony of orgasmic moans from her limbs make her point. "Isn't that something you'd want to be a part of?"

"And become your thrall? Another mindless mimic to serve your every beck and call? Hell no!"

"Ah, but it's not that simple, Sofie."

"Oh?"

"No, you see I've learned something as I've grown. Your friends, they weren't entirely willing when I merged with them and as a result the process overwhelmed their minds, leaving me with only fragmented thoughts and memories. What Yvonne told you was correct, I need your mind intact. So this time, with you, I need to do it right."

"'Do it right'? What's that supposed to mean?"

"I need you to join me of your own volition!"

"Hah, oh really? Now why the hell would I ever do that?!"

The Mother chuckled.

"Pleasure." she smiled. "That's what you humans always crave, after all, and I can supply it to the highest degree! I'm sure you've had a great orgasm or two in your lifetime, but I can show you sensations you've never even dreamed of!"

The Mother closed her eyes and crossed her hands, holding them over Sofie's head. Sofie could feel a sudden churning deep within her belly. What the hell was going on?

"Yvonne did her job well. I can sense my essence already deep within you!"

Sofie's mind raced back to their soiree in the galley sink… Shit! Yvonne really had shot something inside her! Sofie squirmed in her chair as the churning turned to tingling, and the tingling began to spread as it swirled through her bloodstream.

The sensations then suddenly turned, concentrating down on her nethers. Her labia dampened as she felt something tunneling in her belly, moving towards either side of pussy. Leaning forward, she watched as two small slits appeared beside her vulva. As they grew larger, the skin around them bunched up into soft clefts. She gasped as the sensations died down again and she was left staring at a fresh pair of undeniable pussies, side by side of her original! Her hands drifted across the plush lips situated just beneath her lowest breasts, sending shivers up and down her spine.

Then Sofie bit her lip, donning a look of determination as she pulled her hands away. She wasn't going to let the Mother win like this. All she had to do was hold on a little while longer until help arrived! She stared up at the Mother with a defiant grin.

"It's gonna take more than just a couple pussies to break me!" Sofie retorted.

"Oh, I was counting on that, my dear." The Mother replied with a smile, snapping her fingers.

Sofie's face turned to a look of concern as she felt a warmth suddenly spread from her belly to her back. Turning her head, she gasped as she found little nubs appearing down her back, wiggling as they began to grow! As they got longer they grew thicker as well, soon as thick as her arms at the base and tapering down to slender tips. They squirmed about ceaselessly, entwining with each other as they explored their surroundings. Sofie could feel everything they touched, like six new little arms, yet no matter how hard she focused she couldn't seem to control them!

Soon they were long enough to reach around her body and they began poking the sides of her sensitive breasts. She gripped the sides of her chair, biting her lip as they slithered into her cleavages. Several of them stayed there, coiling around her boobs and toying with her stiffening nipples, while others made their way towards her dampening pussies. They teased her throbbing labia, prodding at the clefts as her swollen clits peeked out. It didn't take long for climax to suddenly overcome her, the simultaneous stimulation becoming too much to handle!

"Mmmm, yes… Give in my dear!" The Mother hummed, pleased with her plaything's progress.

Sofie's eyes snapped open, catching herself mid-orgasm. What was she doing? She couldn't just give in so easily!

With renewed resolve, she grabbed at the tentacles playing with her breasts and began yanking them out of her cleavage. Corralling the squirmy limbs wasn't easy, but she managed to get ahold of them all before moving on to the ones between her thighs. Grabbing these proved to be more difficult however, as the extraction of their slimy lengths from her nethers induced even greater waves of pleasure. Through sheer force of will, Sofie managed to eventually catch them all, looking back up at the mother with a triumphant grin as they wiggled in her grip.

"Bravo, darling." The Mother smiled coyly. "But it would certainly be a pity if something were to happen to those pretty little hands of yours…"

"Wha-?" Sofie started before feeling a renewed tingling concentrate on her hands. Her face blanched as she watched her fingers start merging together, the tentacles in her grip slipping free one by one. Soon her fingers and hands were gone completely, replaced by just another pair of tentacle tips! She could feel the bone structure in her arms melting away as the changes advanced, the devolving limbs flopping awkwardly at her sides as she tried to control the foreign limbs. Then she felt the tingling return…

"No…" Sofie gasped. "Not my feet too!" But all she could do was watch as they too warped into slender tips before the changes advanced up her legs, dooming them to the same fate as her arms.

"Oh, but those were never yours to begin with, my dear." The Mother chimed in. "They were simply a token of goodwill. One which you so spitefully rejected! So I decided to change them to my liking instead."

Sofie groaned, biting her lip as the autonomous tendrils from her back roamed her body freely once more, her own tentacles far too uncoordinated to do anything about them this time, even if she wanted to.

"Ready to give in yet?" The Mother cooed. "This is but a small taste of the pleasures I can provide if you join me!"

Sofie hummed as the soft, squirming, limbs explored her sensitive breasts on their way down her body. But she couldn't give in, even if it felt this good!

"Never…" she moaned, prompting another finger snap from the Mother.

The tingling concentrated on her nethers once more, though it was hard to tell exactly as the tendrils from her back arrived at the same time, filling the area with sensations of an entirely different nature. Sofie let out a moan as they dipped inside her eger clefts, filling her with their wriggling tips. As they caressed her muscular tunnels, she felt herself slip over the edge once more, quivering as orgasm overtook her!

As her muscles spasmed around the squirming intruders, she felt something else slip inside her, but instead of coming from the outside in, this was coming from the inside out! She grunted as it pushed its way through the tight space, shoving the tendril there out of the way as it came. Something was actually coming out of her!

Sofie grimaced as the object pushed its way further down, her muscles instinctively clenching around the cylindrical shape that was causing just as much pleasure as the tendrils, if not more. It soon reached the end of her passage and she felt her lips part around its girth, revealing a thick, vascular shaft! She shivered as it flipped upward, the flared tip of it landing squarely between her bottom breasts. But it didn't stop there… Continuing to push its way out of her, it grew longer by the second, pulsing with its own throbbing need. Several of her tendrils reached for the thing, wrapping around its stiff length as it pushed its way through her cleavage. As its tip advanced towards her flustered face she noticed the tip looked odd. Within the wide, flared head, there was a vertical slit where a urethra hole might have been. Was that… another pussy at the tip of her new cock?!

Sofie breathed heavily as she tried to get a grip on herself, but this time there wasn't any reprieve as the Mother snapped her fingers once more.

Returning to her breasts, the tingling intensified around her nipples, but as the changes began they weren't all quite the same. Seams appeared in the skin across her nipples, some vertical and some horizontal. The vertical seams developed puffy clefts while the horizontal ones plumped up and gained a deep shade of red. Tongues peeked out, eagerly licking the new ruby lipples, while pangs of pleasure announced the appearance of a clit for each of her new nipple-cunts!

Sofie stared in shock at the mouths and pussies now capping her breasts. This was insane! But before she could protest, she heard another finger snap…

Her tongue began to undulate this time, poking out from her lips as it began to grow longer. She struggled to control the lengthening organ, grimacing as it slithered awkwardly across her face.

"Whath didth yoo dthooo?!" Sofie demanded, but received no reply. Once it reached nearly three feet long it finally stopped growing, now draped around her shoulders and squirming uneasily. It had retained its texture and sense of taste, oddly enough, but its tip had tapered down with a small hole at the end.

"And now for the piece de resistance!"

"No, waith!" Sofie blurted, but the Mother cut her off with another snap.

Sofie felt a sudden churning grow deep inside of her, bringing with it a strange sense of fullness. That fullness swelled into a dominant sensation and as she looked down she found her belly had started to get larger! It opened up her cleavage and pressed against her cock as she began to look undeniably gravid…

"Oh, this is one of my favorites. It's so nice to play with humans again!" the Mother beamed. Sofie could only look back, perplexed.

"Your species has it so easy. For mine, eggs are a rare commodity, yet most of yours go to waste! I'm giving you the chance to experience their full potential. So much pleasure to be had when handled properly! But you'll have to chip in too…" she winked.

"Eggthh?!" Sofie's eyes opened wide. She stared at her belly, now easily the size of a soccer ball. She was filling up with eggs?! She didn't want to believe it, but the small round shapes pressing against her taut skin betrayed the truth. And they were still multiplying!

"You can choose to continue to resist." the Mother continued. "But if you do, your eggs might simply accumulate til you're little more than a roly poly egg sac. Or, you can choose to simply give in and let go!"

Sofie stared at her swelling belly, now the size of a basketball beneath her heaving breasts. She didn't want to give in, but she didn't know how much longer she could hold out! Would they really just keep multiplying inside her, or was the Mother bluffing? Either way, she couldn't deny the pleasant sensation of her belly growing fuller by the second. How good would laying them feel?

No, she had to hold off. The strike team must nearly be here!

The Mother sidled in close to Sofie, tracing her cheek with a finger. "You know… I know what you're thinking, my dear."

Sofie paused.

"I may have only received partial intelligence from your friends, but they were all super-smart cookies." she booped Sofie's nose before pulling back again. "I, Miss Sofie, am no dummy! You think that if you can resist me long enough, your other friends from the radio will arrive just in time to save you. But have you considered that if I can capture the world's brightest minds in just a matter of hours, how long would it take me to catch a bunch of horny sailors?"

"Let them come!" she announced, raising her arms. "My only regret is that I will be forced to kill them instead of absorbing their bodies. I can't risk getting too big to fit into that escape boat of yours, now can I? I only have room for one more right now Sofie, and I want that one to be you! And if I have to wait until this other matter is dealt with, then so be it."

Sofie's mind reeled. The Mother was right! She had doomed those seamen the minute she had radioed for help. They wouldn't stand a chance! Sofie looked away… She knew what she had to do!

As the Mother began to busy herself with preparations for their armed guests, Sofie glanced at the control panel across the room. It wasn't far, but was too far for her to reach from there. She was going to need to get closer! Looking at the floor, she realized the Mother's tree-trunk sized limbs were blocking her from wheeling the chair over. She had to figure out another way.

Focusing on her own tentacled limbs, she put all her willpower towards moving them in front of her and was surprised when they actually complied! Readying herself, she balanced on the edge of her chair, but instead of the controlled descent she had hoped for, she hit the cold metal floor with a splat.

Rolling onto her back, she glared at her sinuous limbs. What good was all their muscle if they couldn't even get her off a chair?! Regretting the loss of her bones, Sofie reorganized her limbs as best she could only to realize just how gravid she'd become. She looked like she was ready to pop out a couple overweight twins! She could feel her body getting weighed down with the growing clutch. No wonder her limbs had collapsed, she could barely even move her belly was getting so big! If she was going to have any chance of getting where she needed to go, she was going to have to offload these eggs…

What had the Mother said? Something about 'letting go'? Pausing, Sofie focused her attention inward. She didn't know what muscles to use, she'd never had kids, nevermind laid eggs before! She breathed deeply, trying to let her body know it was time… And then she felt a sudden surge!

She squirmed as things happened inside her. Muscles clenched and the pressure in her belly intensified before dispersing across her body. Sofie shivered as the entirety of her insides felt like they were being fondled all at once. Points of pleasure crept through her body with every clench of her muscles and her pussies quivered in reply. They all ached to be used, filled with something more than her tendrils, and with another surge they were granted their wish!

Sofie's mouths let out a chorus of soft moans as the first pale spheres pushed their way from her nethers, slick and warm from their journey. She pushed again and another pair appeared, hitting their predecessors like soft cue-balls. Sofie was amazed at how good the oviposition felt, and she could tell it wasn't going to be limited to her crotch. With another push, she felt more orbs push their way from her titty-slits as a bulge formed at the base of her cock. She could feel something up her throat as well, and a few pushes later a bulge filled her mouth from inside her tongue!

Before long she was pumping out eggs from nearly every orifice of her body! They spilled from her nipple pussies, covering her front as they bumped against ones surging from her ovipositor-cock and creeping through her long, flexible tongue. Her tendrils caressed her sweaty skin, coaxing the eggs from her slits and pumping her throbbing shaft. Her eyes rolled back from the pleasure as the pile of eggs grew around her. Why had she resisted this?

Then she remembered the strike team en route to her position, and the reason why she had commenced her egg-laying in the first place. The control panel… She had to get to it!

Forcing herself to focus, Sofie flipped back onto her now smaller belly and used her tentacles to pull herself across the room, finally getting used to the unconventional limbs. She shuddered as eggs continued to slip from her body, leaving a slimy trail in her wake. She carefully navigated her way around the Mother's busy tentacles, finally making it to her destination. She reached up with a tentacle, silently typing a code into the number pad, and then yanking down the lever.

"ATTENTION: SELF DESTRUCT SEQUENCE INITIATED. SELF DESTRUCT IN 3 MINUTES. ATTENTION…"

"WHAAAAAAT?!" the Mother turned around, enraged. Then she noticed Sofie wasn't where she had left her. "YOU! What did you DO?!"

Sofie just smiled back around her swollen tongue. "Dwown in hell, bit-th."

"NOOOOO!" the Mother roared, rushing towards Sofie as her tentacles shrieked with anger, but the tight space slowed her down considerably. Sofie pushed herself backwards, sliding into the hatch that had opened automatically behind her. She pulled the lever inside to seal the escape pod, but the Mother got there first, gripping the edges of the heavy hatch door and jamming the gears.

"You ungrateful worm!" the Mother yelled. "I give you the greatest pleasures of your life, and this is how you repay me?!"

Sofie roared back, bracing her own tentacles against the door and pushing up with all her might. She was so close, she wasn't going to let the Mother stop her now!

With a final surge of adrenaline, Sofie pushed up with a strength born from desperation and the hatch slammed shut, severing a number of the Mother's fingers in the process. Sofie watched as the appendages flopped about the floor, clawing at her before shriveling down into little black specks.

"ATTENTION: SELF DESTRUCT IN 2 MINUTES."

Sofie rushed back to the controls as the Mother pounded the floor above her, denting the steel. Without a moment to lose, Sofie hit the lever and felt weightless as the pod suddenly went into a free fall!

Time seemed to stand still as Sofie floated in mid-air. For all the times they'd done this in drills, none of it had prepared her for this. She could see the whole team sitting there now, strapped into their seats on the far wall as their hair drifted up from the negative G-force. She was there in the corner, a normal looking human peeking over at her normal looking teammates. Teammates that disappeared one by one. First Nora, and then Collette, then Lydia and finally Yvonne. Sofie stared at her own human body longingly as it too began to disappear. As the memory faded into nothing, Sofie became hyper aware of her current warped form still floating in the air…

The writhing tendrils…
Her tentacled limbs…
The pussies astride her horse-cock ovipositor…
The octet of breasts capped with lips and pussies…
Her long, sinuous, ovipositing tongue…

With a resounding crash, the pod smashed into frigid arctic waters, slamming Sofie to the floor and knocking her out cold.

Sunlight glimmered through the porthole, dancing across Sofie's face. She moaned and turned her head, avoiding the offending light. Her belly churned as she felt her body rising and falling, as if on a ride back at Coney Island. She smiled at the pleasant thought, then noticed her belly churning with something else. Her eyes blinked open and she looked down, finding her stomach swollen to the size of a beach ball! She tried grabbing it, but her tangled tentacles were slow to respond as the memories from the night before came roaring back.

Holy shit, the Mother! The naval strike team! What had happened?!

With a bit of a struggle, she managed to lift herself up and onto a nearby bench where she stared out the porthole. Nothing but waves as far as the eye could see…

Sofie slumped back down onto the bench, holding her head in her tentacles as reality settled in. Had the self-destruct worked? Was the Mother gone? And what about her coworkers?

She looked back out the porthole. Still nothing... No research base. No strike team. No battleship to come to her rescue. She was on her own.

Steeling her resolve, Sofie got down from the bench and made her way to the helm. Hefting herself up into the captain's chair, she pressed a few buttons and flipped a few switches as the pod whirred to life. She gripped the wheel and set her course. She didn't need saving. If she survived an onslaught by the Mother, she could survive anything!

Her belly rumbled and her autonomous tendrils made themselves busy tending to her needs, pulling open her labia as a pair of eggs slipped out. She licked her lips with her pointed tongue while her lipples licked their own. She was going to enjoy herself along the way too!

Dr. Viers walked quickly through the warehouse, his shoes clicking along the metallic floor. He sidestepped a few workers as they busied themselves with moving barrels and crates of materials to the appropriate labs while the scientist had another destination in mind. He reached the end of the hall and pulled out his keycard. Swiping it, the monitor blinked.

"Level 5: Access Granted"

The door hissed as hydraulic locks released and he pushed his way inside.

"Well?" a sultry voice echoed from inside. "Did you find it?"

"I did, right at the coordinates you provided." he replied. "Although the sub took some damage in the process."

"Well, if you want to make an omelet…" Sofie laughed as she came out from the bay she had been working in. The mechanical limbs strapped around her shoulders and hips whirred flawlessly as she walked over, their exposed gears spinning with life. Her additional assets bounced inside her custom blouse and lab coat with objects clearly squirming beneath the fabric. Meanwhile clear tubes guided soft, white spheres into the padded glass container beneath her. "It's a good thing we have plenty of eggs then, eh?"

Dr. Viers couldn't help but crack a smile.

"So, did you find them?"

"Yes. Well, possibly…" Dr. Viers started. He pulled a leather box out from his satchel and held it up, opening it slowly. Inside were five glass orbs, each containing a black, worm-like shape trapped in ice. The one at the end had thawed more than the others and was wiggling inside its tiny prison.

Tentacles shot out, grabbing the box. Sofie held them up closer for inspection, rubbing her chin with another tentacle.

"There was no way of telling which was which. They were all twisted together beneath the rubble."

"Very well." Sofie hummed, deep in thought. "Then we move on to Plan Zeta. Prepare the clones."

"Are you sure that's wise, Dr. Sofie?"

"Look, Dr. Viers. I didn't pluck you out of that mundane research lab to play it safe. You're a brilliant young man and the sooner you learn to take some risks, the sooner you'll really make a difference in this world!" She patted him on the head with a tentacle.

"And how many times do I have to tell you that we can drop the codenames in here, Erik. Please, just call me Freya."

"Ah, yes ma'am… Freya." he replied. "Firing up Plan Zeta!"

As they hurried to their positions, neither of them noticed the worm missing from the last glass orb, or the thin black shape burrowing its way into the base of Freya's neck…