Finding the right spot

Leila stepped silently out of the house and walked the distance that separated the house from the carrier’s hangar. It was not far from the house but it gave her the privacy she needed.

The contractions in her belly were getting more insistent. Leila instinctively lied down on the hard floor and spread her legs while her pussy started to leak a gooey white substance.

She moaned as a rounded figure appeared between her lubricated pussy lips. The object was some sort of long, segmented egg that slid out slowly, stretching the girl’s warm cavity. Leila arched her back and screamed out loud from the sudden rush of pleasure.

The process lasted a few minutes later until Leila collapsed to the floor and the weird object lay immobile next to her within a pool of slime.

Suddenly, Leila woke from her entrancement as fast as she fell into it. She looked around, wondering where she was…

“What the hell! What am I doing here?”

Then she looked down…

“And what the fuck is that?!”

Leila looked at her oozing pussy and at the slime all over her smeared thighs and soon realized that the seed-like object lying on the floor had come from within her. She also realized something even more frightening…

“Shit! The dream I had about the tentacles really happened! And it put that thing inside of me!”

“I better get out of here before Carol sees this!”

Leila ran straight to her room and jumped into bed but she couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night, because she was preoccupied about the situation.