Your first guest

The appearance of another person. For so long you've wanted to have someone else to meet, to talk to, to have wild, procreative sex with!

"Uh, hi," she says a little lamely.

"Hi," you respond, still sliding your eggplant in and out of you. Should you stop? Should you go harder, maybe? Maybe you can ask her to take over for you? Or maybe you're supposed to offer her a turn. What does a good hostess do when a guest arrives unannounced? "Um, welcome?" you hazard.

"Uh, thanks," she replies. Her eyes are wandering back to your crotch. As you thought, you really should offer it to her for a ride. Before you can open your mouth, though, she speaks first. "Am I, um, interrupting?"

"Oh, not at all!" you assure her. "I haven't had anything else to do in, um...Ever, actually. I don't mind an audience; I'm kinda excited for it, actually."

"Ooookay, TMI. Uh, do you have, like, a really good antidote by chance?"

"Um, no, sorry. Just my eggplant. Would this help?" You pull it out to show her. A stream of your pussy juice drips off it.

"No. No it wouldn't," she answers, backing against the door.

It's at that point you notice the blood flowing off her and onto the floor. "OH!" you exclaim, jumping up and running toward her. "You're hurt!"

She froze when you rushed her, but relaxes a little at your follow-up. "Yeah, I'm hurt. Shot with poison. Afraid I don't have long left in the world."

"Oh... That's... No...No!" You just finally had a guest and she's leaving already? "Can't you stop it? We'll stop the blood, or sew the hole shut, or-!"

"Not enough. Sorry."

"Oh."

An awkward moment of silent passes where you're quietly fidgeting. Finally you dare to speak up. "Um," is all you manage before you fall silent again. This is a really awkward time to ask this question.

"What?"

"Well, I was wondering... Could you, um, impregnate me before you leave?"

The woman's jaw hit the floor. "Uh...I'm a woman, so... yeah. No dick, right?"

"Oh, that's no problem! I was given the skills to be able to procreate with anything. Being able to give a woman a penis is the basic of the basics."

"Uh...But...There's some guys out there that are trying to kill me. They'll probably kill you, too, now. Just to be safe."

"Then lock the door."

She laughs. "I don't think a little door will stop them. Or they could use the windows, or-"

"Nope. It's impossible to get in or out of this house except by that door. And the door is even more indestructible than everything else, if that's possible."

She gives you a long look. "If you don't mind my asking, where is this? And who are you?"

"Oh. I'm the Broodmother, and this is my prison."