Contractions

You have no idea how much time has passed. Here, in the darkness, time seems in illusion. What is not an illusion is the strangely pleasurable cramps in your gargantuan belly. The ball stuck in your pussy remains where it is, but you can feel the cool air right up against your cervix. Through the increasingly frequent cramps, you can feel quite a few large, solid things rolling about inside you.

"You'll love this part, Naomi." The voice helps you focus, even as you wonder how the woman knows your name. A quick count of the solid masses reveals six of them. It doesn't take long for you to figure out that the cock that was left inside of you had broken into each individual segment. "The only thing better than birthing his eggs is birthing the live ones." Looking over at her, her belly is significantly larger than you remember feeling it being, but maybe only half as big as yours is.

Before you can inquire, you feel one of the large masses move towards your birth canal. The cock segments are at least twice as big as they were when they went in, but you feel only pleasure as the first one begins pushing out. The spasms **** it further down, stretching you so far you're certain you'll rip, before it pops out onto the slime covered floor.

The other five soon follow suit, each one causing your belly to shrink drastically. Panting from the exertion and the orgasms, you see that your stomach is now maybe a foot smaller than the other woman's, the creature's cum sloshing around inside of you as your body readjusts.

Now able to at least sit up, you take a look at what you birthed. The eggs are bigger than your head, covered in slime and cum, and ribbed in the same manner as the cock they were made from. You can still feel the ball inside your pussy, holding in all the cum and your fertilized ova still nestled in your womb, but it is all that remains.

"How...how do you know my name?" Of all the potential questions one might expect in this situation, you find your first one to be lacking. Still, you can't recall saying your name while down here. You take a look at the woman, who is grinning mischievously.

"I know I've changed a lot since we last met, but you really don't recognize me?" She rubs her stomach, shifting to face you a bit more squarely. "Of course, I didn't know it was you at first either. Kinda sad since we were such good friends for so long."

"Mokoto?!" You stare at her in disbelief, finally finding a name for the face. "But...but...you moved away at the beginning of the semester." You'd been wondering why none of the contacts for her you could find worked. But this?

"Nope, I just fell down here. Probably like you. Met my new lover and now I'm working on batch number three of young." The nonchalant way she said it disturbs you on some level, but you can't help but be happy you've got someone to share the experience with. "Oh, look, they're hatching already."

You turn towards your eggs and hear a crackling from them. Clear slime oozes out as the creatures inside **** them open. When the first one makes its way free, you recognize the form as the things you'd seen slipping in and out of the creature's carapace. They were long, thick, worm-like creatures with a sucker for a mouth, ribbed all along their length, and clearly ravenously hungry. They devoured their shells quickly, resting a moment before they moved towards you.

"They're not gonna eat me, are they?" you ask, nervously. "Not in the fashion you mean." Mokoto winks at you, the creatures pushing you down again as the first two out of their shells move towards your breasts. With everything going on, you hadn't looked at them yet. They were massive now, probably twice your original size, the pressure inside forcing milk to run down your chest with every heartbeat. As the creatures latch on and begin suckling, the pressure lets up and you orgasm despite yourself.

You can feel them gaining weight as they drink, growing in length as well. The others seem impatient for their turn, bumping into their kin in an effort to coax them away every so often. By the time each has grown to at least three times its original size, they dislodge and allow the next pair to feed.

When all six drink their fill, you feel exhausted but satisfied again. You lay there for a few moments, trying to think, when a strange sensation overcomes both you and Mokoto.