Stay with Mira

You stay with Mira, unwilling to leave her unattended. You snuggle up next to her, holding her in your large arms. You place the knuckles of one hand against her jawline, allowing you to more clearly grasp the knowledge of her mind. Common words for things, meanings, language idioms; all of this flows to you. As you lose yourself to filling your mind, your body has other plans, once more resuming it's work on Mira.

Secretions coat her naked body from head to foot and combine with your gas and and roaming hands to begin arousing her body. Careful not to apply too much pressure, your arms pull her tight against your chest. Her nipples rise to a hard, erect position, while your hands stroke her back and knead her buttocks.

Her pussy beckons you and your attention snaps back from learning as you feel your cock enter her once more. As before, her passage welcomes you snugly and you must focus not to start releasing seed immediately. Instead, you begin thrusting in and out of her, reveling in the stimulation it brings you both. Before long, she is moving her hips and moaning, not fully aware, yet instinctively wanting to mate.

Her arms naturally wrap around your back, fingers tracing along your spiney shoulder blades with a sensual curiosity. Still, she stares off into nothingness, moaning, and moving with you. You feel you're close enough to proceed and once more press in deeply and hold, allowing your organ to spasm into her and begin pumping your fluid.

She orgasms as the first burst of seed splatters against her cervix and she loudly cries out. Holding her as she orgasms, your large cock inside of her pulls back and begins thrusting once more. Her belly flops gently in time with the strokes as you fix your mouth to hers. Kissing. She tastes even better than she smells. Why the hell didn't you think to taste her last time?

She orgasms a second and third time in fairly rapid succession, as you take your cue to once more pump her full of cum. You break the kiss and grunt as you twitch within her, each new burst coating her insides. Mira is panting now, her tongue hanging to the side as her face leans to the right, staring blankly at the door. A few more pumps and you relax; though you hold yourself inside to keep your seed from leaking out. Your look down at her breasts make another discovery; white droplets have begun to form on the nipples.

Without conscious thought, your mouth clamps down on one of them and starts sucking, while one hand squeezes the breast upward. The flood of her milk into you is incredibly invigorating!

You hadn't even realized how hungry you were and with only a relatively small amount of milk, you already feel energized and ready for a new challenge.

It is then that you hear approaching footfalls outside. This will not do. You dislodge yourself from Mira and move over to the door to listen, knowing with your increased strength that in such close quarters these men you smell will stand no chance.

"You're sure you last saw her headed this way? It's pretty easy to get turned around down here," asked a voice.

"Yes, I'm sure of it, she said she wouldn't be long," replies a familiar voice. You're fairly certain it's the male Mira came in here with.

"Well, since she never came by the station and she doesn't seem to be down here, either she went home or she went to the pump station," replies first voice.

"She may have gone up through the treatment plant; might explain why her jeep was still back at the field," the familiar voice adds helpfully.

"You think she might have taken the train home from the plant?" A pause.

"God, I don't know man! I was sleeping one off at Mike's place. She may have gotten all the way up there and decided that was easier than coming back through all of this and then hiking through the woods to her car at night. Plenty of bears out there to run afoul of. Russ Milven saw a mom and her cubs up by the lake just the day before yesterday."

Another pause.

"Alright, lets head up to the plant and see if anyone there saw her and then we can head up to the train station. Lets head back and take my truck though; I don't much like the idea of dealing with this smell any longer than we have to." The footsteps start heading back the way they came from. Before long, there is silence again as you sit pondering just what to do next.

It is Mira who breaks the silence by starting to strain and pant. You cast your gaze over and notice she has grown significantly since your second seeding; she appears to be at full term for human standards and has spread her legs while raising herself up into a sitting position while she pushes.

Her distant eyes blink and try to focus as her body prepares for her offspring. You move over, endeavoring to be as helpful and comforting as possible. You prop up her torso as she begins pushing. With surprisingly little time or effort, the first grey mass begins sliding from her body less than a minute later. Gingerly, you lift the tiny body with your large hands. It is shaped like you with a dozen tiny protruding bones, but they are short and soft to the touch. It is much smaller than a human baby. You can feel it's taut musculature in the palm of your hand as the child tries to sit up and reach for you.

You feel a tiny new mind linking to yours, learning what you know, and immediately wanting to know all there is. There is also a physical hunger within this young creature, and you pivot to guide it to Mira's left breast. Surprisingly, she cradles the creature to her body, maternal instincts strongly stimulated by the process. Once more, you file away pheromone levels, brain chemical mixtures and the like. Part of your mind has identified these things as "useful".

Before long, your litter is delivered, your first child joined by three siblings. Each take turns suckling from their mother as she cuddles them and coos. After several hours, all five are resting peacefully. Your offspring have already grown to the size of a human toddler. Their bones have solidified, and they don't seem to be prepubescent. Simply smaller versions of your exact anatomy.

You realize you can't stay here; eventually the humans will start searching the area more carefully and you will be discovered. There is a rising level of anxiety within you as you think about your offspring placed in danger.

"But where to go?" you grunt out loud.

Sneaking all of you through the treatment plan while the humans are searching it is probably impossible, yet you need somewhere safer than the woods. Mira's hand strokes yours.

"Rail...railroad. Maintenance station...it's...safe," she mumbles as her eyes open and close slowly. Is she speaking to you? Does she understand you?

"We should leave now." you speak to her softly, kneeling down to kiss her forehead. Mira smiles.

"Y-Yes, my love, I hear you and obey," she pauses to lift one of your offspring to her left breast for it to drink. The creature needs no assistance, but does nothing to stop the intimate contact.

You search her highly compliant mind for the railroad. Using the tunnels, you can exit less than a quarter of a mile from a maintenance station for the trains that once ran more frequently through here when the town was more affluent.

That could work.