Losing Eve... Or myself?

I came to, standing in the middle of the corridor facing the diner. Did I just have a blackout? I turned to my right, and the room number on the door was 4, but the door had no peep window. Did I imagine the whole thing? So, if I lost energy in room 6 but regained energy in the other room, room 4, my energy level was back to normal again. Or I imagined the whole thing, and I had the same energy as I had in the diner, having no energy change at all.

I walked to the right, and the next room number was 5. And walked back, passing number 4 and then reaching number 3. This was all normal. Door 3 had no peep window, just as a normal motel door would be. I turned again and walked towards room number 6 because originally, I was on my way to the bathrooms to find my fiancée, Eve. So, I walked towards the next room, and the number 5 was on the door. It had no peep window, which was normal. This was the room where I spoke to the cleaning lady, but she wasn’t there. Well, the door wasn’t open this time, so I didn’t really know. Should I go in? The last time I did that was in the next room, number 6, and whether it was real or not, that’s where Keres lived. And I was not sure if I wanted to enter that room again.

OK, I thought, let’s move on. I ignored room 5 and wanted to pass room 6, but God knows why I slowed down, and something made me stop in front of that door again. I put my ear against the door but didn’t hear anything, but I smelled that ancient smell again. Did I not make that up? Was it all true? I tried the door handle, but it was locked. So, the door always being unlocked was not true. “Ah, forget it," I thought and walked on. The next door should be number 7. But it was not. It was number 66. "That's weird," I thought. Or maybe the door number was stolen, and they only had the number 6 available to fix it, just like those skyscrapers that had no 13th floor? “Whatever,” I thought. “Shall I try the door handle? ... And embarrass myself if there is somebody in that room?” I still tried, but the door was locked too. “OK, let’s move on.” I continued walking towards the next room, and they had added another 6 to the 66:

666

This was hilarious, as I tried very hard to find it funny...

HA!

HA!

HA!

Not.

I looked to my right; there were at least 4 other rooms, and I still couldn’t see any bathroom sign.

Where was Eve?

“Would you like to check out the family room with me, Zeke?” Keres asked me, suddenly standing behind me. “I can introduce you if you want. You already met Deianira, right? How was she?”

“Eh, she was nice," I replied.

“I bet she was!” Keres laughed. “Did she entertain you? Did you like it, Zeke?”

“HOW DO YOU FEEL, ZEKE?”

She giggled.

Knowing.

It felt as if her voice made my spine crawl out of my body. I suddenly felt extremely nauseous, and I fell on my knees, trying to support myself with my arms. I wanted to puke out something, something disgusting, not knowing what it was. It had to go out, no matter from which orifice, either the mouth or the anus. My throat was retching. I instinctively had my mouth wide open, air escaping from my stomach, hissing sounds accompanying it, and I could hear a loud gurgling coming from very deep inside of me.

I crawled towards the door of the room, forgetting its number. The door was wide open now. I kept crawling, even into the room, trying to get away from that sickness inside me.

I felt sick and bloated. Was it the hamburger? Or the matcha? The fluids and acids of my stomach hurled upwards through my esophagus towards my mouth.

Something came with it.

The knot inside my rectum felt it too. It somehow reacted, swelling inside me to painful proportions, making sure the black seed that Deianira copulated into me could not escape through my anus. My lower body was now as hard as a stone, giving me cramps and spasms.

I could feel it. The moving. But it was slow. Much slower than the flood of liquids rushing upwards. As if it has all the time in the world.

I puked. I kept puking. It was some kind of greenish fluid, which landed everywhere on the motel's carpet. Matcha, I thought, not being able to stop. But I wasn’t only puking because of the pressure of the green fluid. Something was really wrong with me.

For the first time in my life, I was truly scared.

And then I felt it clearly. It was not just one thing. They crawled upwards. Many of them. God knows what it was. The involuntary puking of fluids had stopped, but the crawling was persistent. They were halfway now, filling the exit tube with their bloated bodies, and it felt as if I had swallowed a big lump of food and it was stuck in there. The thing was stretching it to its limits. But they were moving. Oh, so slow. Worms? Worms had no claws. I could feel dozens of legged claws hook themselves to the walls of their exit shaft to casually move the bloated torso forward.

Suddenly, they stopped. They found something. I felt like scratching. Perhaps it was biting. I felt a sharp sting. And another one. A hole in the wall of my esophagus was being made there. Suddenly I remembered my science classes! Halfway down the esophagus was an air passage! It came from the windpipe! They were eating their way towards my lungs! Of course! Lungs are very soft, of a very light, spongy tissue. Lungs have no muscles, so they are easy to eat and chew on. They are very tasty because of the fat, which every human has inside them. Must be a delicious meal.

If those lungs are not yours...

The biting continued, but I also felt more crawling going upward. Did they split into two groups? I cried from pain as one of the things ate through my esophagus's wall. It had gnawed the first opening and tried to writhe through it. The head was now tearing the small opening wider, making it a gaping, throbbing hole. It hurt like hell. But the first one got through. A piece of my own meat fell outside the tube into my airpipe, and I had to cough like crazy. A gush of blood and soft tissue remains spat out of my mouth against the white wall.

I remembered now what Deianira had said, something about her “black crawling seed.” Perhaps it was not the matcha or the hamburger, but these things came all the way from my anus?

I felt sad. I promised Deianira to be a good pregnant bitch, and I didn’t keep my promise, not even for 24 hours. I was so eager to be a good food nest for the brood of the Changer and keep those lovely organ-eating babies in my new male pussy.

I had high hopes I would have enough black cum and long juicy intestines for its children to feed on, and now the food I should have stored was already escaping. I fanatically started thinking of ways to make Deianira happy again. Perhaps she could breed me through my mouth?

I was pulled away from my thoughts as a second thing ate itself another hole and quickly gibbered through it. I spat out more blood and tissue. They were now in my airways, finding an easy-to-slither-through path towards my tasty lungs. I hoped they would spread out to both my lungs. I was worried that one lung would not be enough food for them.

More holes were chewed, and they all followed into the air pipes. But for the naughty ones, who were still trying to escape through my mouth. I had to do something to keep them inside me. I had a brilliant idea. As soon as they would crawl up to the very epiglottis, I would try to cough and swallow at the same time. Perhaps I would be able to swallow them into my lungs, giving them a safe place to nest until they were eaten by the brood. Would they lay eggs? Would the eggs survive in my half-eaten lungs?

“You worry too much, Zeke.” A loving, familiar voice whispered, comforting me.

“We will eat most of your body anyway.” My fiancée, Eve, chuckled.

As I looked up, I saw Eve standing there, completely naked, chained to the ceiling. But the ceiling had some kind of a rail system, and she was able to walk around in the room. The look on her face said that she loved those chains. There were also some kind of scales on Eve's arm. But they looked natural and not like a tattoo. Or a skin burn. As if the scales were growing from inside.

Just then, something moved between her legs, but I could not say for sure what it was. As if it slithered into her, but I could only see its tail. The moment the tail disappeared inside her, she grunted, and an orgasmic look appeared on her face, feeling fulfilled.

She just came, her eyes all shiny, and a dark fluid was already leaking from her pussy.

To be continued.