Page 16 of Slithery Heat

His body stopped struggling. It opened fully, all tension dissipating, and the sweetest tingles of joy spread through his nervous system. Every muscle relaxed, mind at ease, and he clearly felt his hole stretch as the fourth egg traveled to its destination.

He didn’t try to prepare himself in any way. He just let it happen. His climax surged as his womb expanded to accept the intrusion, and he heard himself groan.

It was ecstasy. Pure, raw euphoria.

At some point, he stopped counting them. He felt gloriously full already, but the eggs kept coming.

He was proud of himself for remaining conscious even as his brain seemed to sparkle and his vision blurred.

Then Siurin abruptly ripped his cock out, and Gideon’s womb responded by tightening around the eggs. He shuddered with one last powerful wave of pleasure, then slumped, exhausted.

Siurin filled his slack hole with a curling tentacle to simulate a knot, but Gideon wasn’t sure he needed it anymore. The heat wave was over, and he was as full and sated as he could ever imagine being. He placed his hand on his swollen stomach and fell asleep within seconds.

When he woke up,it was daylight. He had no idea how long he’d been out of it. Siurin sat beside him in his human form butt naked, balancing his laptop on his thighs.

“Hi,” Gideon rasped.

Siurin put the laptop on the floor by the bed and held a bottle with a straw to Gideon’s lips.

“Hello, dear Gideon. You need to drink this.”

Gideon gratefully accepted, slurping up half of the bottle in one go. It was some sweet, juicy drink that tasted vaguely of melons. He liked it.

“You slept for a long time. Do you need to go to the bathroom, perhaps?” Siurin asked.

“Probably a good idea.”

Planning to get out of bed, Gideon pushed himself up on his arms, only to crumble a heartbeat later. A flare of sensations made him curl onto his side and gasp for breath as his hole released a trickle of slick and his hard cock jerked. Was he…coming? It felt almost like an orgasm.What the actual fuck?

The feeling slowly passed, and he grabbed his distorted stomach with both hands, stroking it curiously.

The eggs in his womb. When he moved, they bounced and rolled and… This was sick! He could feel the individual bumps through his stretched skin.

“Your womb is still getting used to them. It should get less sensitive with time. After fertilization, you’ll be able to walk and move without getting overwhelmed.”

The fertilization. Because this was just the beginning.

Oh God.

Thick, warm tentacles swirled around him and gently lifted him from the mattress. Siurin barely jostled him as he wrapped him in his many limbs and carried him to the bathroom. Very slowly, the alien turned him and deposited him right onto the toilet. Gideon shivered with awareness, but it passed quickly. The eggs felt nice. Scary, but veryverynice.

He couldn’t stop looking at his big stomach.

“How many are there?”

“Are you asking how many eggs I’ve put inside you?”

“Yes.”

“Twelve,” Siurin stated proudly. “I’m very attracted to you, Gideon. I found the oviposition exceedingly satisfying. Looking at you now, at your big stomach, makes me aroused anew.”

He retracted his tentacles and waited in his bare human body, his large dick half-hard, while Gideon sat naked on the toilet in front of him.

“Thank you for the compliment. But…um. Can I pee in private?” Gideon asked, biting back an awkward laugh. It was bad enough that he had to do it sitting down, which he otherwise never did. He didn’t need an audience for it.

“I apologize. I know humans prefer privacy when performing certain bodily functions. Call me when you have finished urinating, and don’t stand up on your own, please. I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself if you fall.”

With that, Siurin walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.

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