Copyright (c) 2011,   Madvlad.  ALL Rights Reserved

Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Friday, July 08, 2011

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story_codes: Alien/g, cons, toddler, tentacles, first, preg

story_intro: While her older half-sister and the sister's friend are supposed to be watching two year-old Chelsea, the little girl meets a very special friend who has a fun new game to play with her. 



story_language: English





Alien Breeder, part 3 of 3

Written by Madvlad


comments_readers: I hoped you liked this little trilogy. It all began with an odd thought that popped in my head late one night. And what the hell, these stories all fantasy anyway, so why not push it a little more?

Note: This can be read as a stand-alone story, but see Alien Breeder for some background if you wish.


	"The coast is clear," Laura called as she peered into the cave.

	"Cool," Shelly answered. "Come on Chelsea, you want to see a cave?"

	"Cabe!" a little voice cried out enthusiastically.

	Laura walked toward the back of the cave's first chamber - enough to see the daylight but well hidden from outside view. The seventeen year-old dug out some rolling papers and a plastic bag from her purse.

	Behind her came Shelly, also seventeen, leading her two year-old half-sister, Chelsea. The blonde toddler stared at the chamber with her wide brown eyes. She was wearing a one-piece dress over her shirt and a pair of sandals that allowed her to wriggle her toes freely. So far, the week of Spring Break had been pleasantly warm.

	Shelly pulled out a couple of stuffed toy animals out of her over-sized shoulder bag and set them on the cave floor for Chelsea's amusement. 

	"Chelsea, you can play while Laura and I relax, okay?" Shelly asked.

	"Uh huh," Chelsea replied as she picked up the yellow duck and purple dog.

	Laura handed Shelly a freshly-rolled joint and a lighter.

	"Brent said this stuff is fucking awesome," Laura whispered, not wanting Chelsea to pick up any new words from her.

	The two teens lit up and inhaled the marijuana, quickly feeling the buzz from this potent stash. Chelsea played with her animals until she heard something moving from the next chamber back.

	After several breeding sessions, the creature was becoming more adept at analyzing these humans. It needed mammals to hold its eggs while it fertilized them and then to incubate them and provide them their first nourishment. It registered two females and a smaller mammal with its probe tentacles. 

	As the probes moved forward, they were able to determine that the two larger mammals, while young, were too far along in their development to be suitable breeding candidates. It needed younger females whose sexual maturity was still dormant or only their early stages so that their bodies could be temporarily altered during the breeding process. The creature had bred on many planets, but was developing a strong attraction to the smooth-skinned females here. It had already decided it would return here for its next cycle.

	The two probe tentacles each produced a needle-like fang. Each one quickly jabbed the teens, instantly sedating them for several hours. As Laura and Shelly collapsed, the probes turned their attention to the smaller female. 

	"Sleepy time," Chelsea announced as she watched her half-sister and her friend rendered unconscious.

	The tentacles approached the two year-old, who stared at them with curiosity. From back in its lair, the creature was pleased that this mammal was unafraid, but it couldn't be sure if it was male or female. Unlike the others it had taken, this mammal wore a very thick covering around its crotch instead of the thin panties. If it was male, the creature would sedate it and withdraw its probes.

	The tentacles slithered around Chelsea, who giggled when they tentatively touched her face and legs. One tentacle crept under her little dress and poked at the bulky material between the child's legs. Unable to make a determination as to the mammal's sex, it plucked the diaper from her.

	"No messy," Chelsea said to the tentacle as she was clean and dry down there. 

	The tentacle probed the little girl's body and registered the fat bulge with the cleft that signified a female. It coiled around Chelsea's stomach while the other tentacle pulled off the shirt and dress together. Chelsea laughed as she was picked up and her sandals were removed. Now she was completely naked, which she liked to be. Her mommy and daddy insisted that she wear at least a diaper, but these worms didn't seem to mind.

	As she was pulled back to the creature's lair, the child screamed with delight at the fun ride she was given. The creature was familiar enough with humans now to know that its little breeding partner was not in any distress. Once Chelsea was in its lair, the creature examined its find a little more closely. 

	This female was much smaller than the others and would not be able to take as many eggs. But the creature knew enough to take every breeding opportunity it could. It set the girl on the cave floor on her back. The floor here was sandy so there was no discomfort to the child as she rested there. The two probe tentacles wrapped around her chubby thighs and gently spread them apart as another probe inspected the miniscule pussy between them.

	Chelsea cooed appreciatively as her baby slit was rubbed by the probe. A smaller tendril came forth and began to diddle the little girl's clit, prompting a surprised gasp and sigh from the toddler as she felt her first ever sexual sensations. Measuring the tiny slit, the creature knew it would have to adjust its tentacles to make them thinner to enter the female without causing harm. They could stretch and thin out easily enough.

	But first, it rubbed at the slit while the tendril manipulated Chelsea's young clitty. Chelsea kicked her lower legs in enjoyment while she was being molested. The creature sent another probe to explore the rest of the girl's round little body, clearly intrigued by this even younger mammal than the other preadolescents it had mated with. When the probe touched her chubby little toes, Chelsea laughed and wriggled them. The probe touched them again, producing another belly laugh from the toddler.

	"Silly worms!" she cried.

	A sperm tentacle had taken its place at the little girl's exposed pussy and began rubbing the slit a little harder, getting its tip inside the hairless folds. The tentacle's skin was covered with small bulges that enhanced the contact it was making with the immature pussy. Chelsea's laughter died off as the toddler cooed and sighed from the stimulation she was receiving. The creature tasted the juices that Chelsea's baby vagina was making. The two year-old's tiny sex was preparing itself for a function that normally should have been years away from occurring.

	Stretching and stiffening, the tentacle borrowed its tip into Chelsea's little snatch. The soft, plump outer labia parted easily, letting the tentacle slide its way inside, extruding slime through the pores of its skin to combine with the child's pussy juices for easier penetration. When the tip reached the curious membrane inside the inner lips, the creature waited a moment as it gauged the young female's state. 

	Chelsea was lying still as she felt herself being touched in a place she hadn't been before. She felt a throbbing between her captive, widespread legs that was unfamiliar to her yet the two year-old felt the need for some sort of completion to these sensations. 

	Sensing the child was still in no distress, the creature rammed its tentacle into the defenseless toddler pussy, obliterating her fragile membrane in one stroke. Chelsea squealed at the momentary pain as her virgin twat was plundered, but the tentacle quickly withdrew and thrust into the child again. The second stroke erased all memory of pain for the little girl as her tiny depths were stretched and filled by the knob-covered tentacle.

	The two year-old's tiny body was so overloaded that she immediately went into orgasmic convulsion as the tentacle pressed against her cervix. The creature was also overtaken by the tight squeeze the baby sex was putting on its tentacle and one stroke later, it filled its little mate's pussy with its sperm. Some components of the creature's fluids were absorbed into Chelsea's bloodstream, changing the child's body in preparation for the remainder of the breeding.

	Another sperm tentacle entered Chelsea's pussy; the bald mound spreading apart and gripping the appendage as it stroked in and out of the little girl. With so many strong and unfamiliar feelings coursing through her tender little body, Chelsea brought a chubby hand to her mouth and began sucking her thumb.

	This did not go unnoticed by the creature as it observed this curious action. It was obvious that this female was deriving some comfort from sucking. The creature brought another sperm tentacle up to Chelsea's mouth and pushed her hand away. The two year-old's pink lips were still parted and the tentacle slid into the small mouth. Chelsea didn't know why the worms were playing this way, but she remained true to her instincts and sucked on the tentacle while another one wetly fucked her baby cuntlet.

	Another shot of sperm was sent into her pussy, further preparing the tissues for more stretching while softening the cervix. As another tentacle pushed into Chelsea's tiny muff, she made a noise in her throat. The tentacle in her mouth, already enveloped by the warm, wet suction of the little girl's mouth, emptied its contents when it felt the vibrations from the noise. With the tentacle making a seal at the entrance to her throat, the little girl swallowed all of the alien jism, feeling the heat of the stuff in her belly.

	A few minutes later, another wave of semen entered her body from below as her invaded pussy became ready for its next breach. Another sperm tentacle entered the toddler's cunt and easily speared through her defeated cervix. The creature allowed itself more pleasure as it gave the little girl another tentacle to suck while it explored her tiny uterus. The two year-old lay still as she was fucked in the mouth and the pussy. Her little heartbeats accelerated as simultaneous waved of sperm entered her in two places at once. 

	With her mouth free, Chelsea's soft moans filled the chamber as her baby twat was plumbed by the egg tentacle. The little girl whimpered as she felt the strange pulses as two eggs moved through the tentacle and into her sperm-coated uterus. The tentacle withdrew and one last sperm tentacle burrowed through the toddler's sex sheath and fucked Chelsea to one last set of orgasms before adding its sperm to the delicate little womb that now housed the eggs. 

	With this stage complete, the creature waited as an exhausted Chelsea dropped off to sleep. It watched the tiny female with fascination as its eggs grew, making the toddler's belly swell. Chelsea's pale pink nipples, barely noticeable before, expanded slightly as her two year-old chest sprouted a pair of small breasts.

	When Chelsea awoke, her toddler body was now transformed and shaped for her impending motherhood. Her little baby breast were slightly sore as they became overloaded with milk. She felt something in her midsection and placed her hands over protruding belly as the creature's offspring prepared for birth.

	"Tickles," Chelsea said to the giant, lumbering mass that was the creature. She wasn't afraid of it because it had given her all those fun worms to play with.

	""Oooo!" she cried as the first offspring left her young womb and burrowed down her cunny hole.

	A tentacle snatched the wriggling offspring and deposited it on its mother's little breast. Chelsea shivered as it sucked at her tiny nipple, relieving the pressure inside. Soon, the offspring's sibling was set on the other teat and both fed from their two year-old mother. 
At last, the tentacles retrieved the offspring and placed them in a pouch in the creature's body where they would hibernate until they were placed in the growing pools on the creature's home planet. 

	Chelsea lay in a stupor. At the age of two, she had just been brought through all the rites of full womanhood. Her sex organs slowly returned to their normal state as the creature's chemical released their hold on her immature body. Two tentacles sucked the remaining milk from the toddler's breasts as she drifted to sleep once more.

	When she awoke again, she felt several tentacles gently swirling over her soft, tiny body. Her hands joined them as she felt her baby nipples and her normal sized toddler tummy. Further exploration of the bald plumpness between her legs found everything back to usual. The tentacles carried her back to the outer chamber where the two older girls would soon awaken. As she rubbed her smooth vulva, Chelsea waved bye-bye to the departing tentacles.

	Shelly was groggy when she awoke and saw Laura stirring. Glancing at her watch, she felt her stomach clench.

	"Shit! I've been out for five hours! Laura! Wake up! Where's Chelsea?"

	"What?" her friend mumbled blearily.

	Shelly was now fully awake with panic and called for her baby half-sister.

	"Hi," came Chelsea's voice. 

	Shelly was relieved when she saw Chelsea, then a little exasperated when she saw that the little girl was completely nude.

	"Where are your clothes?"

	"Silly worms take off," Chelsea rationally explained, pointing to her scattered garments.

	Shelly put a fresh diaper on her little sister and got her dressed again. After putting the girl's toys in her bag, she led Chelsea out of the cave where Laura was waiting. 

	"Laura," she hissed. "I am not touching any of that crap again!"

	"Me neither," Laura replied. "I left the rest of the bag in the cave. Good luck to whoever finds it."

	After the trio left, a probe tentacle poked at the bag of pot and then took it back to the creature for further study. Since the odor was interesting and there was no hint of anything life-threatening, the creature ate the cured plant matter. 

	Then for the next ten hours, it sat there staring at one of its tentacles in complete awe.

	That evening, Chelsea's mother bathed her. There were some strange splotches of something that had dried on her inner thighs, but her mother simply washed it off, thinking the little girl had spilled something on herself. It never occurred to her to check to see if her two year-old daughter was still a virgin.

	"Did you have fun today?" she asked Chelsea as the girl splashed in the bath water.

	"Yeah! I play silly worms! Tummy big big!"

	"That sounds like fun," her mother answered, having no idea what Chelsea was talking about. But as long as her little angel had fun, that was all that mattered.

	Later, Chelsea was clean and dry, freshly diapered, and dressed in soft pajamas. Her mother placed her in her crib and covered her young daughter with her favorite blanket. Chelsea's eyelids were getting heavy and her thumb was creeping toward her mouth as her mother kissed her goodnight. 

	"Momma?" Chelsea asked sleepily.

	"Yes, Sweetie?"

	"I like big silly worms."

	"That's nice. Goodnight."




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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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