Yuki wakes up...

The pain was worse as I woke up today. How long had it been? Surely not more than a week, but I couldn't stay conscious for long since it all started. Whatever Kenji had done to me, whatever creature he had become and then **** into me, it sapped all my strength as it grew inside of me. I'd always wanted to have a big family and lots of babies, to be a mother to a whole clan, but not like this. All I knew is it wasn't human and I couldn't bear it anymore. I knew I had to find a way to kill it as soon as I could, even if it cost me my own life.

I'd already tried not eating or drinking, but Kenji made some kind of broth and fed it to me while I was ****. I could taste it on my lips as I awoke, and this morning my gut-churning and writing in pain worse than ever. I knew that whatever it was it wouldn't be long now before it hatched out of me. There was a clink of chains moving and I saw someone else was coming around, Kouki.

"It's okay, he's not here," I whispered hoarsely to let her know she was safe for now. She was in pretty rough shape as our captor had taken an added perverse glee in brutalizing his sister. Of all of us I was sure he was going to kill her, but somehow life seemed to cling to her, though I'm sure by now she wished it would just let her go.

"How are you feeling, Yuki?" she asked as sympathetic as always. She didn't deserve any of this, but of course, no one did. Still just looking at her broken arms, still limply held in those chains, and her expansive belly nearly as big as mine I couldn't put her in any more distress than I had to.

"Better," I lied, and though she didn't believe me she didn't call me on it. Then, almost as if on cue there was a stab of pain in my gut, and I reflexively cried out in pain. That I could deal with, but the door opening upstairs made me wish I'd had the sense to bite my tongue.

Kouki sensibly dropped her head and immediately pretended to go back to sleep, though my cry had roused both Azami and her daughter as well. "Uhhh?" moaned the elder Takahashi through her mouthpiece. When Kenji brought her down here he said he didn't want to hear her utter another word so had stuck a small piece of wide pipe in her mouth and tied it to her head by wrapping leather around it so much that it covered all the rest of her face. While it prevented her from being able to speak she was also spared the horrors of watching what he did to the rest of us, including her daughter, though he'd made her scream enough to make sure she could imagine it.

"He's coming," Setsuko hissed quietly to her mother and she nodded, dropping her head to likewise feign sleep as passing out seemed the only way to make him stop with the worst of his perversions. He wanted us to feel everything as he’d had his way with us. It was as if both our pleasure and suffering were somehow feeding him.

"Yes, I am," He almost laughed as he descended the stone steps into the **** and breeding pit he had set up with the four of us. None of us knew what else was going on upstairs since the day Kouki was brought down, but that had only been a day or two after he **** me. But during that time we all heard loud banging and screams from above, as well as laughing and music. We could only guess at what was happening, and honestly, I didn't want to know anymore.

"I think it is about time, don't you, Yuki?" he asked as he reached the bottom of the stairs. He was dressed in the finest clothes that must have once belonged to Mister Takahashi, looking the part of a noble lord deigning to show himself to his slaves. He must be right because today the inhuman thing in my belly seemed to squirm about even more now that he was here. I gritted my teeth and figured he must have some kind of mystical connection to his gestating spawn and that's why he knew to come now.

It had become even more active over the last few days, and Kenji had said it wouldn't be long for me now. He actually left me alone lately and took his perversions out on the others. The others had probably conceived by now as well, but other than Kouki and myself only Setsuko was starting to show. Not that it seemed to take very long because I could feel something give way inside me and the thing started to thrash trying to get free of my womb.

"Come on out and play, my boy," Kenji said patting my distended stomach and another stab of pain ripped through me. "There he is!" he cheered as its first oily black tentacle slithered out of me, sticking up my slit right onto my hard clit and making me involuntarily quiver with perverse pleasure as it pulled itself out of me. I screwed my eyes shut as a torrent of emotions assaulted me, battering my psyche, and then it was free. I was empty and free of it. A euphoric joy took me and I gasped as smiled up at Kenji who had caught our beautiful child as he brought him to my bosom. "What do you think, love?" he asked and I was almost beyond words.

"He's amazing," I gasped with sudden joy as his little limbs slithered up and around my breast. The beautiful creature, my… our son hung off of my now milk-laden tit and I swear I orgasmed as his cute little teeth sank into my soft flesh and he began nursing on my milk and blood. It was the most wonderful thing I'd ever felt and I needed more. Spreading my legs open even more I looked at my mate and begged, "Please, Kenji, give me another one right now. I love him so much and he's going to need a brother."

"No! Yuki!" Kouki cried out and tugged uselessly at her chains, but Kenji just laughed as he undid his pants.

"Relax, dear old sister of mine. You'll get your turn again as soon as our child is ready to be born. And from the looks of it, that should be long now. No need to rush it by being greedy," my baby's daddy scolded her, then he bent down and resheathed his manhood inside of me for the first time in months. Dear gods, how I missed this. Then he kissed our miracle on his tiny round head as he began his thrusting in my now empty sex. I moaned out, feeling truly complete for the first time in my life. My sole purpose was to be bred by him and support our children with my body.