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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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story_codes: Creatures/gg(11,8), supernatural, first, nc, preg, lact

story_intro: Two sisters who have just moved into the Blackthorne Arms and decide to go for an evening dip in the pool. But they encounter some creatures who prefer to dip something else in their fresh little cunnies.

story_language: English





Blackthorne Arms, part 3

Written by madvlad


	"Closed for maintenance," the eight year-old read carefully. "What does that mean, Dana?"

	The other girl sighed, shaking her head in annoyance at the posted sign before turning to her little sister.

	"That means they're fixing the pool and we can't swim."

	"Aww, but I wanted to try it."

	"Well, we can't. See, it's locked."

	Dana tugged on the door to emphasize her point and was surprised when it opened. 

	"See? It's open. Can we go in? Can we go in?" the younger girl said, hopping in excitement.

	"Well..." Dana replied with uncertainty. Poking her head inside, she surveyed the Olympic-sized swimming pool and the empty lounge areas surrounding it. The water reflected the fluorescent lights from the high ceiling in white flashes; the small amount of movement attributable to the pool's circulating system.

	It was eight in the evening and the place was empty so Dana was tempted to take a dip. She and her sister, Ivy, had moved into this neat-looking apartment, the Blackthorne Arms with their mother a week ago. The pool, located in the upper level of what was several basement levels, had thrilled the girls but they had not had a chance to try it yet since they spent much of their after school time unpacking in their new apartment. With their mother working late tonight, they thought they'd try the pool.

	Their mom, Jackie, had been surprised that she had been approved by the tenants association as her income was not so great, especially since her ex-husband had stopped paying alimony and child support. Moreover, the rent was rather low, ridiculously so considering the quality of the place and the amenities. But Arthur Darby and his wife, Pamela, who headed the tenants association as well as being part owners, explained that their priorities lay in having an excellent community within the building instead of turning a large profit.

	"Well what?" Ivy asked. 

	Dana paused for another moment. She really wanted to go in the water but was nervous about being someplace that perhaps they shouldn't be. On the other hand, the door was unlocked and everything looked okay. Besides, she didn't want to look like a wimp in front of her sister. 

	"Let's go," she said and the two sisters went inside. 

	At the first set of lounge chairs, they shed their robes and sandals and walked around the pool, investigating the surroundings. Dana wore her light brown hair short to where it barely covered the nape of her neck. It made her look boyish but now that she was eleven, she was considering something more feminine. She was wearing a brand new bikini, but the modest lines of her slim body lacked any serious curves that might be considered exclusively female except for the small swells beginning to blossom on her chest. But they weren't enough to fill her top and Dana had sullenly conceded when looking in her bedroom mirror that apparent emptiness of the bikini top's triangular front portions made her still look as flat as a boy.

	But as she and Ivy had walked from the apartment to the elevator, she noticed that her small breasts jiggled slightly in the looseness of her top. The flesh was soft with an underlying firmness, as Dana had often studiously explored the first evidence of her impending womanhood. But she was pleased with this new sensation and added a slight bounce to her step to make her tit buds move a little more as she circled the pool, noting the furniture, restrooms and snack machines. 

	When she felt her nipples stiffening from the movement and brushing against the cloth, Dana grinned to herself with the realization that this was her first sexual experience. She had heard plenty of talk about sex and masturbation from classmates, but had never yet had the nerve to touch herself between her legs unless using a washcloth in the bath. But in pondering the reaction on her chest, she thought that perhaps she should try it soon.

	Oblivious to her big sister's burgeoning sexuality, Ivy happily strode behind her. Unlike Dana, Ivy's hair was much longer, hanging halfway down her back and a few shades darker in color. Her smaller figure was hugged by a red one piece suit and she was unencumbered by any thoughts of anything rubbing her completely flat nipples or exploring the girl meat between her thighs. Nor did she know how her third grade teacher had fantasized about that very place one day when Ivy was not aware of how much her skirt had bunched up in her seat and how widely her legs were spread to show the white cotton-covered camel toe at their apex.

	When Dana stopped abruptly, Ivy did too. The older girl sniffed at the air.

	"Do you smell something?" she asked Ivy.

	Ivy had caught a whiff of something that smelled fish-like and a little rank. Then it was gone. But now the little girl was nervous, suddenly feeling very vulnerable in this cavernous, subterranean room where there were no grown-ups around.

	"Maybe there's a monster in the pool," Ivy said nervously.

	Dana sighed. Ivy was always insisting there were monsters - under the bed, in the closet, and for some reason a certain kitchen cabinet in their old place. Dana had hoped Ivy would ditch the whole monster thing when they moved here, but now there was a monster in the pool.

	"There's no monster in the pool, Ivy. Come on, I'll show you."

	Dana approached the edge of the pool and looked down. Although the room was well lit from above, the water looked strangely dark, almost inky when looking straight down. Maybe that's why the pool had been closed - there was something wrong with the water.

	Ivy stood behind her big sister, nervously holding her by the waist.

	"Well?" she asked in a trembling voice.

	"No monster. But the water looks weird. I don't think we should go swimming until they get the pool fixed."

	Ivy let go of Dana and turned to walk back to where they had left their robes. She was disappointed that they couldn't swim tonight, but relieved that there was no monster. She was hoping their new home would be monster-free. Then a splashing sound in the pool made her whirl around.

	"What was tha-" Dana began when a huge shape lunged from the water with great force. 

	Both girls screamed as it landed on Dana. It was a little larger than an average man with green and black mottled skin and a tail that may have been a little longer than its legs. Its nose only consisted of two slits for nostrils above the wide mouth with its thick, blubbery lips. A pair of bulbous eyes completed the fishlike face. The limbs were longer than a human's with four digits topped with suction cup-like flesh on each of its hands and feet.

	Dana was stunned as she fell backward, hitting her head on the floor while the thing landed on top of her. It pawed at her, panting with breath that smelled like something left stuck in a garbage disposal. As her head cleared, she felt her bikini top being ripped away.

	The thing nuzzled the eleven year-old's budding breasts, the fat lips of its mouth fastening on one young chest morsel and pulling on it. It did the same to the other as Dana screamed, frightened and repulsed by the slimy feel of the mouth on her titlets.
The creature continued to explore the writhing girl's slender body, pulling the bikini bottoms apart as it squeezed her firm buttocks and thighs. 

	Dana felt something hard rubbing her where she had been reluctant to touch. When the creature lifted itself from her crotch she saw her hairless cunny was covered in a thin layer of slime that coated the thing's skin and saw something long and stiff protruding from between the thing's legs.

	When it pushed its thing against her small mons, Dana swallowed hard. Her mother had already had "The Big Talk" with her and between that and what her friends has said, Dana had a basic idea of what sex was about. But having this disgusting thing try to do an act that Dana thought was scary even with a boy - not that she was interested in that yet - was horrific. 

	"No!" she cried and she punched the thick skin of the creature's chest. 

	Unaffected by the girl's resistance, the creature pushed in, spreading Dana's bald cunt lips until it felt the blockade of her entrance. The creature lunged inward, drawing an ear-splitting scream from the eleven year-old as her hymen was shredded. Dana continued to scream and beat at the thing, but it pushed in as far as it could go and began rutting with the wriggling young human.

	It emitted a long gurgling sound that might have been the equivalent of a human sigh. The human was younger and smaller than it was accustomed to, but its breeding hole was much tighter which made the copulation more enjoyable than usual. Fortunately, his natural coating of slime quickly made her slippery inside and easier to mate with. She was quite warm inside like all human females, which of course was needed if she was to incubate the eggs. 

	Although unable to stop her defilement, Dana continued to wail and punch. Her legs, forced apart by the thing moving between them, were of little use in her defense as all she could do was beat the floor with her heels. Each thrust of the thick hard cock made her feel like she was going to burst apart inside. The movements increased in tempo as the creature grew excited, forcing his prick against the girl's cervix as it felt the moment arrive.

	Dana's latest scream stopped abruptly as she felt something thick and wet shooting inside of her. She had the sick feeling that something was happening inside the place where she would one day make babies. Now she sobbed helplessly as she was inseminated, unable to stop the invasion. The creature pulled at her tiny breast with its mouth again, its suctioning fingers exploring the sleek lines of the preteen breeder's body with satisfaction.

	An impatient hiss from behind made it release the girl's titty and withdraw from her bruised snatch. To her horror, Dana saw that more creatures like the first, their skin in various combinations of blue, gray, green, brown and black, had crawled from the pool. 

	All were staring at her but one who was looking off to her right as its tongue rapidly flickered from its mouth. Turning her head, Dana saw Ivy huddled beneath a table, her legs drawn up to her chest. Her position revealed a plump cunny bulge beneath the stretchy material of her swimsuit - something Dana never would have paid attention to but now knew was the target of the creature's fixation.

	"Ivy - run!" Dana screamed. 

	Ivy had sat, paralyzed as she saw the monster make her sister naked and push between her legs. Having never actually met a real monster before, Ivy had spent plenty of time contemplating of what they might do to a little girl if they caught one. But she never thought they would touch her in a private place like the monster had done to Dana. 

	And the monster had something big in its private place and put it inside Dana's private place, which was a very mean thing to do. It had hurt Dana a lot and Ivy had never heard her big, brave sister cry before. When the monster got off her sister, Ivy saw blood on its big thing. Dana looked at the other monster and turned her head toward Ivy. When she had, she had lifted her body slightly on one side - enough for Ivy to see more blood on Dana's private place and the insides of her legs. There was also some other nasty looking gray stuff there and leaking from her sister's slit.

	When she heard Dana yell to her, Ivy scrambled from under the table in the direction of the door, accidentally pushing the table back with one of her feet. The creature which had noticed her was in mid-leap and Ivy heard it crash into the table as she scampered to her feet.

	Dana saw the thing hit the table. In the following confusion, none of the others were able to get around it in time to catch Ivy before she fled through the door. Her relief at her sister's escape was short lived as another creature lowered itself to her. 

	It paused to regard the girlish sex, devoid of hair and oozing fluids from the first coupling. This female was small and would undoubtedly feel very good while it mated with her. It thrust into the snug tunnel of the young breeder's cunt, feeling the hot juices along its cock as they were expelled from the girl. 

	Dana wailed at the intrusion, but no longer tried to beat the thing off as she knew it was useless. Her little titties jiggled from the rutting of the creature inside her, but she felt no pleasure now. Crying, the preteen lay with her legs spread as another unspeakable thing heaved in and out of her immature twat, raping her in earnest while the others awaited their turn.

	
Ivy was perhaps twenty steps from the door when she suddenly slammed into someone. She started to scream, believing it was another monster but saw it was only Mrs. Darby, the nice lady who was in charge of the building along with her husband.

	"What's wrong?" the startled woman inquired.

	"There are monsters in the pool!" Ivy panted. "And they're doing bad stuff to Dana and...and..."

	"Shh. Let's go have a look," Pamela said in a soothing tone. 

	Whimpering, Ivy followed the woman back inside the pool area. Mrs. Darby didn't seem scared at all. Maybe monsters couldn't do anything to grown-ups and Mrs. Darby would tell them to stop hurting Dana.

	When the creatures saw Pamela, they made no move toward her. Instead, they lowered their heads for a moment in a subservient gesture. The only exception was the one who was busily ramming his prick into small cunt of the weeping eleven year-old on the floor.

	"Oh, no," Pamela chuckled as she stroked Ivy's hair. "These aren't monsters, these are Naatha. They are a very old race of water dwellers and we've made a home for them here."

	Then the woman turned to Dana, explaining further in a happy voice.

	"We close the pool once a month to let the Naatha come to Blackthorne to breed. One of the pool drains is actually an entrance to the sewers where they normally reside. They are both male and female and produce a self-fertilized egg once a month. But they need warm-blooded creatures to incubate the eggs and give birth, so we usually arrange some human refuse - street people and such - to be their partners. Now it looks like you girls came upon them first and I certainly don't want to deprive them as Dana here is certainly proving to be a great fuck. I've never seen them so excited. Has one cum inside you yet, Hm?"

	From the terrified look on Dana's face, Pamela knew the answer.

	"Very good," the woman continued. "When the egg is ready, it gets ejaculated along with the semen. It makes a nice bath in the uterus to nourish the egg and also make your body adjust in certain ways. I see you've started growing tits, dear. You'll love what happens during gestation, which takes about a month. I suspect you'll be able to carry quite a few eggs. Your sister will carry fewer, but she'll do as well."

	Gripping Ivy by the shoulder, Pamela spun the girl toward the Naatha and then sat down to watch.

	A bluish Naatha caught Ivy, who began to scream as her tight swimsuit was torn from her little body. A few shreds remained when she was placed on the floor, yelling and kicking. As she eyed the little girl's bald, puffy twat, Pamela felt a pang of envy toward the Naatha. 

	The creature sucked on the child's flat chest, disappointed to find little there. Wrenching Ivy's legs apart, it punched its hard cock against her tiny mound, making her lips bulge as they were forced open. Her eyes bulged next as the blue prick stretched her virgin portal before shredding her maidenhead. Hot blood splattered on the floor, and more stained the paleness of the child's straining labia and thighs. 

	Heaving for air, Ivy could barely process the heavy presence of the creature's thick meat as it filled her tiny sex. The eight year-old's pussy was forcibly enlarged as she was made into a breeding mate. Growling in approval of how the girl's cuntlet clung to its cock, the Naatha rutted with great force inside Ivy's succulent little body.

	When it came, Ivy whimpered, feeling some instinct she didn't understand as the egg was implanted inside her. Another Naatha was soon sliding into her tight young snatch.

	Pamela fingered herself to a wonderful climax as she watched the Naatha rape the two young sisters, further impregnating each with every load they dumped inside them. Of course, this might take some explaining with their mother, but a recent demand from one of the Elders - creatures that even she and Arthur had to answer to - might actually provide the solution.

	
The erection in Arthur's pants was obvious when he was watching to pool area on a video monitor. Pamela had informed him of her run-in with Ivy and now both were watching as the two youngsters were getting gang-inseminated. Before she left, Pamela had thoughtfully told the Naatha to place the girls on tables. Now she and Arthur could see those sweet hairless pussies being drilled by thick, slimy cocks.

	An alarm beeped and Arthur switched the video feed to one of the outside cameras where Jackie was approaching the building. 

	"I'll summon the Elder, you take care of the bitch," he said lightly as if they were preparing breakfast.

	
Jackie waved at Pamela as the other woman greeted her in the lobby. She really loved the place and could not get over her good fortune. Her job still demanded long hours, though and she was eager to see her daughters even though they would both be asleep by now.

	"You look like you've had a long day," Pamela said as Jackie pressed the elevator button.

	"Don't I know it," Jackie replied. "I just want to kiss my babies and climb into a hot bath."

	"I understand," Pamela said. "But if you could spare a minute - no more - there's something in the new recreation room you've got to see."

	When Jackie looked reluctant, Pamela added, "The girls will love it."

	With that, Jackie followed her into the room just off the lobby. It was dark and she was waiting for Pamela to turn on the lights. Something moved toward her she smelled something like sulfur. When the lights finally came on, Jackie stared at what was in front of her in disbelief. By the time she opened her mouth to scream, it was too late.

	
Three Weeks Later

	"Jesus Christ!" Pamela growled.

	Arthur looked up from his desk, bemused.

	"Are you becoming a Christian, dear?"

	Pamela shot him a poisonous look and waved some papers with one hand.

	"I cancelled all of Jackie's accounts with everyone, all of her subscriptions - everything. And she's still getting junk mail from places she never had any contact with."

	Arthur bowed his head solemnly.

	"My dear," he said softly. "You know there are powers out there that even we cannot overcome."

	Calming, Pamela nodded in defeat, not wishing to incur the wrath of the forces of advertising.

	"Why don't you go have a visit with them?" Arthur suggested brightly. "That always cheers you up."

	"You're so right," Pamela said, bending down to kiss Arthur on the forehead. "After all these centuries, you're as in tune with my feelings as they day we met."

	As she strode through the lobby, Pamela encountered a seven year-old who was just coming home from school. The little girl was picture of sweetness and innocence, unknowing of the sordidness she routinely endured while under a spell.

	"Hello, Mrs. Darby," the girl called.

	"Hello, Rebecca. Say, why don't you go in the office and see Mr. Darby? I think he has a surprise - a very big surprise - for you."

	Excited, the tot trotted into the office. Pamela knew that Arthur would have the child naked on his desk in two minutes with his prick between her little legs and stretching her in ways that were unnatural.

	Pamela made her way down to the fourth subterranean level and entered the chamber where Jackie lay reclining on a couch, completely naked. She wasn't showing yet, but she was at the start of a three-year pregnancy after the Elder had taken her. 

	Jackie hadn't been particularly happy during the consummation, which had lasted more than two hours. But now with the Elder's spawn forming inside of her, she had become sexually insatiable. In her waking hours, she took on all comers - human and otherwise - in every hole. And the woman preferred all three at once.

	Two sub-demons lay passed out on the floor, spent from a recent orgy. There was a trail of dried cum on the corner of Jackie's mouth which the woman didn't either know about or care. At the moment, she was languidly stroking an impressively large dildo in and out of her quim as she watched a video monitor similar to the one on Arthur's desk. This one was taking feed from a chamber not far from here.

	"Are you watching your little cunts again?" Pamela asked, perfectly friendly.

	"Yes," Jackie sighed. "They are so sexy with all of that cock in them. And they look like they're about to burst."

	"Yes, they should produce their first litters in a few days," Pamela agreed. "Then they should be ready to get pregnant again not long after."

	"Mmm," Jackie crooned, closing her eyes for a moment. "I can't tell you how glad I am that you let us move here."

	Pamela left, getting a dark thrill as always from the woman who had so lovingly raised two innocent girls and now reveled in their continuous defilement.

	Next, Pamela entered the chamber where the Naatha were staying. Dana and Ivy were on their hands and knees while two creatures were pushing their pricks into each girl. The children's jaws were wide around the meat sliding between their lips while their little ass cheeks were parted by the thick cocks spearing into their young bottoms.

	The girl's formerly slim figures were changed. Each of their tummies were now grossly distended as their wombs had expanded to hold their growing and now active brood. Pamela could now detect random ripples in the tight belly skin of each girl as the Naatha hatchlings inside were preparing to exit in a matter of days if not hours. The girls would not be damaged by this although their little twats would be stretched. But in a few days, they'd be back to normal and lusciously tight again - just in time as the Naatha would have more eggs fertilized and ready for implanting.

	The Naatha had a healthy sexual drive and still used the girls - only now for sheer recreational purposes. To protect the young growing inside the children, the Naatha resorted to using the other two orifices by the second week. Pamela still remembered the howls of pain and indignation from both girls as their virgin anuses were ravaged. But now looking in the dull eyes of Dana and Ivy, she knew they had reluctantly accepted their roles as breeders and fuck toys for the creatures.

	The other external change to the girls was just above the round bellies that swayed with every stroke of cock they took. Some quirk of nature made human females produce copious amounts of breast milk while pregnant with Naatha. While Naatha offspring had no need for mother's milk, the liquid was a prized treat among the adults which is why they had tested each girl's chest during their initial encounter.

	Dana's diminutive titties were still small, but now they were rounded and full. Kneeling beside the girl, Pamela squeezed one of her boobs, sending a small stream into her palm. Pamela slurped it greedily, relishing the taste that the youngster provided - so much purer than the stuff from whores and junkies that were usually used by the Naatha.

	Turning, to Ivy, Pamela examined the smaller girl from the side, her pussy watering as she regarded the child. Where she should have been completely flat, the eight year-old's breasts had painfully swollen to the size of golf balls. A droplet of preteen mother's milk was forming on one of Ivy's swollen nipples as the child could not contain all she was producing. 

	The Naatha in her mouth heaved forward, choking the girl with his dick as he came so that it went straight to her stomach. The one behind her gurgled pleasurably as he came in her oft-violated little rectum. When he pulled out, gobs of grayish semen escaped the eight year-old's expanded anus. 

	Ivy was placed on a table where the two Naatha who had just raped her now lowered their heads to her chest, greedily nursing from her titlets. Ivy sighed as the pressure in her tortured mammaries eased.

	"That's a good slut," Pamela said sweetly as she patted Ivy's head. 

	Two more Naatha were waiting to use the girl and by the time the child had been double-fucked again, she would need to be milked again.

	Pleased with how things turned out, Pamela turned to leave. The Naatha would have the girls for another month but then they really had to return to their underworld in the city's sewers. All Pamela and Arthur had to do next would be find another use for their scrumptious little breeding cows. Judging by the interest expressed by all manner of creatures, the possibilities were ripe. 

	

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