Jenny’s “Pregnancy” Has Advanced

As soon as Marcy walked in the door, she saw the pair. The man, who Marcy assumed was Heather’s fiancé, was ramming Jenny’s pussy at an almost violent pace. His eyes looked blank, as if he were under a spell. His large cock looked painfully swollen well beyond a normal hard on.

Bent over, Jenny rocked feverishly back and forth against her new partner, taking as much of the man as she could. From her pussy sprouted little green vines that wrapped around the man’s girth.

What really caught Marcy’s eye was Jenny’s belly. It swelled to the size of a basketball and glowed an ugly, acidic green. Dark green veins rippled over the flesh of Jenny’s belly and breasts.

“Drink him down, boys!” Jenny cried. She didn’t seem to notice Marcy. “Keep getting bigger for mamma!”

“I see you’ve embraced the role,” Marcy said.

Jenny looked over at her suddenly and growled a little.

“What are you doing here? Are you here to gloat over what you’ve, ugh, done to me?”

Heather’s fiancé was pumping even more wildly than before. It was clear he was getting close to an unnaturally powerful orgasm.

“Oh, I’m here to do a lot more than gloat.”

The man screamed and began to violently pump his seed deep into Jenny’s body. She cried out alongside him, her eyes rolling back into her head.

Marcy watched as Jenny’s belly swelled in size, the skin deforming as large, squirming bulks wriggled under the surface. The dark green veins spread up and down Jenny’s body and her breasts swelled slightly. From her engorged nipples leaked a couple cloudy green droplets.

As the man finished, he collapsed to the ground. At first, Marcy feared the man had died. That was the last thing she wanted. Despite her strange transformation, she wasn’t a killer, even indirectly.

However, she could see a flicker of aura left in the man. Total exhaustion, but not ****.

Marcy turned her attention to her coworker. The woman cobbled to her feet, clutching her dripping pussy.

Something about Jenny still felt incomplete, as did the creatures within her womb. Looking at their auras, they clearly were influencing each other, but they weren’t joined yet. There was a grand new cultivation locked within Jenny and her strange young, but it needed a catalyst.

“You’re all so much bigger!” Jenny cried, hugging her own belly. “Why won’t you come out? You’ve won me over guys. Please come out. I’ll take care of you.”

Marcy slid up behind Jenny and caressed the woman’s breasts.

“What’s wrong, Jenny baby?”

“They won’t come out. I think they’re scared. Come out!”

“They haven’t finished growing yet, Jenny.”

“But they’re so big! This is your fault Marcy. Make them come out!”

“You haven’t finished growing yet either, sweetheart.”

“What?!”

Marcy felt her fangs lengthen in her mouth. She had no earthly idea what they did. For all she knew, they were just cosmetic. Still, she felt an overwhelming urge to use them on Jenny all the same. Something told her this was the final puzzle piece for Jenny to become something unspeakably powerful.

“I’m sorry babe, this is gonna hurt a little.”

“What?! What are you - “

Jenny’s question was cut off as Marcy sank her razor sharp fangs into the young woman’s neck. Pain enveloped her entire person as something seeped into her wounds.

Marcy could feel an incredible rush as she bit into the woman’s neck. Something vital and dark flowed from her into Jenny. Pulling away, Marcy swallowed Jenny’s blood and looked upon her results.

Jenny began to scream and cradle her head as the veins stretching across her body lit up, looking like a spiderweb made out of green neon lamps. Within seconds, the woman began to undergo a shocking transformation.