Infection

You wake up nestled between Cheyenne’s pillowy tits. She purrs in her sleep as you shift around so that your tail isn’t trapped under you. Talos only sleep for 3-5 hours, and so you reach out to Arik and Falk.

“I’ve already done my Ejaculaion. With Cheyenne.” you report.

“I’ve had oral from Gwen.” Arik offers.

“I fucked Carol up the ass!” Falk whoops.

“I saw Carol. She doesn’t have an ass.” Arik interjects. Snuggled between Cheyenne’s tits, you laugh in your head.

“It’s very small, true. But she’s fairly fertile! Enough for three litters, easily.” Falk defends Carol.

“Three? Gwen can handle seven!” Arik boasts.

“Cheyenne’s at about 12.” you cut in.

“Yeah, you got the hottest breeder!” Falk complains.

“I like Gwen.” Arik says loyally. You disconnect from your squabbling brothers and slip cautiously out of Cheyenne’s cleavage, rolling lightly on her bed.

———

Cheyenne and you spend much time together. You were her constant companion, always tucked in her bra. You’d met Carol, who revealed that Falk was in her pocket, and Gwen has Arik in her cleavage.

Carol wasn’t very curvy, but after inspecting her, and making her sick your cock-tail, you determined that she’d get a few litters out before she has to retire from being a breeder.

As the week had gone on, you’d slowly gotten weaker. Now, six days after you’d Ejaculated, you were laying, dying, in front of a sobbing Cheyenne.

“I’ll see you in 18 years.” you remind her. Cheyenne looks sad, then kisses your cock-tail one last time.

“I love you, Jareth.” Cheyenne whispers, and pulls off her leggings and panties, and spreads her legs to allow you entry. Your hard, scorpion-like shell cracks, and your fleshy, worm form slithers into Cheyenne’s dripping pussy, and she moans as you crawl into her womb, and your senses kick in, and you soon find the fertilized egg, and slither inside. You feel a rush of strength, and the worm body dissipates, leaving you in a barely formed embryo.

You trigger an orgasm for Cheyenne as a thank you, and you faintly hear your breeder’s loud gasps and moans as you sink into the darkness.