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story_codes: Creatures/ggg(11, 9, 5), first, preg, nc, cons

story_intro: When three young sisters are told they are going to be spending some time at an eccentric old uncle's house, they are less than thrilled. But the wonders they find intrigue them, but nothing prepares them for a portal he creates that leads them to another world. And nothing prepares them for what happens next.

story_language: English




The Portal

Written by madvlad


	Two days after Christmas. With their holiday break from school half over, the sisters were perplexed when their mother told them their plans were changing for the final week. Diana, the oldest, had wanted to have two or three sleepovers with her friends. She loved her younger sisters, but at eleven years old, she didn't want to spend every minute with them, especially on a trip to visit some eccentric old uncle she had met once or twice.

	Lora was two years younger than Diana and shared the same dark blonde hair and brown eyes. There had been plenty of snow before Christmas and she couldn't get enough of sledding and other fun things in the white stuff. Why, just yesterday, she and two of her friends had bested some boys in a snowball fight.

	Five year-old Colleen was the easiest to mollify, having been assured she could bring several of her new Christmas toys on the trip. Her hair was much lighter in shade than her sisters' and was curly while her eyes were crystal blue.

	All three were standing together on the porch of the rambling old house when their Uncle Bert opened the door. The twin unruly nests of wiry gray hair that comprised his eyebrows flew up as he recognized his great-nieces.

	"Welcome! Welcome!" he cried, waving to the girls' father in the car as he ushered his young visitors inside.

	As their father drove off, the three children looked around the front hall and the living room. Much of the walls were covered with odd pictures or shelves crammed with knick-knacks that defied classification or description. They had been told their Uncle Bert was an explorer, physicist, anthropologist, and zoologist as well had having doctorates in some other arcane sciences. Out of the blue, he had invited the girls for a visit. Their mother wasn't sure why, but she told the girls it was an honor as well as an excellent opportunity to learn about things they had never dreamed of. Diana, on the other hand, thought it was unfair to spend some of her vacation time from school having to learn stuff.

	After quickly showing them to their rooms so they could leave their suitcases, Bert gave them a tour of his home. Even Diana had to admit that she was finding interest in some of the maps, carvings, and specimens her uncle had acquired all over the globe.

	"Those are icky," Colleen said as she pointed a finger at three oddly finned fish that were stuffed and mounted.

	"They are specimens of three living species of the coelacanth, a fish long thought extinct until 1938," Bert explained.

	"We learned about those in school," Lora spoke up. "But our teacher said there were only two types."

	"Yes, that's what nearly every one believes," Bert replied with a wink.

	After dinner, the girls were more interested in seeing more of their uncles acquisitions and hearing tales of his explorations and research than they were about finding something on television. When Colleen couldn't stop yawning, Bert suggested they retire for the night.

	"Tomorrow, I have something even more fascinating to show you. In fact, it's the reason I asked you to sacrifice some of your holiday time."

	Intrigued, the sisters badgered him for more information, but the man wouldn't tell them anymore.

	"A hearty breakfast for everyone," Bert called as he busily worked at the stove. "It is going to be a busy day."

	After wolfing down the food he piled on their plates, the girls followed Bert to the basement. Not far from the bottom of the stairs were some stone obelisks about two meters high and a pattern of crystalline rocks set out on the floor.

	"That one's the prettiest," Colleen said, pointing to a pinkish crystal. "That's one a princess would have. Do you think I look like a princess, Uncle Bert?"

	Bert gazed at the little girl dressed in a red knit sweater and blue skirt. Her legs were encased in a pair of white tights. She had dressed up a little more than her sisters who were each wearing jeans and sweatshirts.

	"I'm sure you'd make a lovely princess," he replied with a benevolent smile.

	"Yes! Yes!" Colleen cried, hopping about.

	"Good answer," Diana said to Bert. "She's been wanting to be a princess and she's pretty serious because she's wanted to be one for over a week, now. That's a new record."

	"Before that, it was a pony," Lora added.

	"Ah, she wanted a pony?" Bert asked.

	"Nope, she wanted to be a pony."

	"I see," Bert said with a confused look that indicated that he really didn't quite understand the desires of kindergartners.

	After Colleen was finished with her celebration, Bert explained the layout.

	"I have found similar descriptions in glyphs and texts of ancient cultures from Nepal to Finland to Argentina, among other places," he lectured. "All detail a portal to another dimension."

	"What's that?" Colleen asked.

	"It's like a doorway to an entirely different world," he said.

	"Like 'The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe'," Diana breathed.

	"Exactly!" Bert replied. "However, finding a complete description and set of artifacts in any one place was impossible. Over the years, I was able to piece together enough to finally create a portal."

	"So where's the other world?" Lora asked, peering into the gloom of the basement. "I see some old furniture covered in cloth."

	"There's one piece remaining," Bert chuckled as he withdrew a sapphire from his pocket and pointed to a hole in one obelisk. "This goes in there. Diana, as you are the eldest, you may do the honors."

	Lora and Colleen whined and grumbled about their sister always getting to do stuff first, but went silent when they watched Diana insert the gem. There was no brilliant flash of light or thunder from the heavens. In fact, it seemed there was nothing at all until a mist began to coalesce. From behind the foggy veil, a pale light glimmered, growing in strength until it glowed brilliantly.

	Amazed, the girls looked at their uncle. He merely bowed and gestured for them to walk into the mist. Slowly, they passed into it. When they were no longer in sight, Bert noted the time on his wristwatch and went upstairs.

	"Huh, this is it?" Lora asked as the trio found themselves standing on open ground with a mossy kind of grass.

	"We're outside somewhere when we were just in the basement," Diana pointed out. "And it's still kind of foggy but it's starting to clear."

	"Hello?" Lora called. "Is there anybody...ouch!"

	"Are you alright?" Diana called.

	"Yeah, I just stubbed my toe on...hey, look at this."

	Diana joined her sister and found a large flat disk made of stone on the ground. They looked around and saw others of different height.

	"What are these for?" Lora asked. "They kind of look like tables without legs, but some are pretty high."

	"Is there a castle anywhere?" Colleen chimed in. "I want to find a castle and play with the princess there."

	"Why don't you sit there?" Diana said, pointing to a low disk. "That way we won't lose track of you until the fog gets better."

	"Then we'll go to the castle," Colleen agreed as she plunked herself down on the stone.

	Lora rolled her eyes at Diana, who smirked in response. Baby sisters were so nave.

	Together, Diana and Lora picked a direction and made their way through the fog. They hadn't gone too far when they heard something rustling on the ground.

	Diana whipped her head as she heard more movement. Whatever they were, they were all around them. An appendage of some sort shot from the fog and wrapped around one of her ankles. A second one caught her other leg. The two of them jerked Diana from her feet. She landed with a thud and when she opened her mouth to yell, another thing slammed its tip into her mouth, effectively muffling her.

	Diana tried to yank the thing from her mouth when two more appendages seized her wrists. Her limbs were pulled into an X, holding her parallel from the ground. Diana saw the things were kind of reddish in color and found they were incredibly strong. To one side, she saw Lora in a similar predicament.

	Two larger, thicker things curled around her. These were green and had ridged cups on one side that reminded Diana of an octopus' tentacles. The cups seemed to be probing her, flexing when they came in contact with her clothing and squeezing her in those areas. She was frightened but also a little indignant as they did so over her new small breasts and in her crotch.

	To her disgust, the green tentacles oozed a slime that instantly saturated her clothing. Shortly afterward, the cups began to pull at her clothes. The slime-infused cloth instantly separated. Diana struggled even harder, but nothing could keep her from being stripped bare. Now the tentacle cups explored her more freely, engulfing each of her budding breasts and pulling on them as to evaluate their purpose. More cups kneaded her skin all over and Diana became acutely aware of the one that was diligently investigating the hairless mound between her legs.

	Finally, the tentacle moved away from between her legs. Diana felt awfully exposed with it gone and then groaned against the tip still in her mouth when a new, purplish red tentacle appeared and brushed its tip over her vulva. The thing left a thick, gooey residue that made Diana feel more violated than before. Then it got worse.

	She screamed desperately as the thing pushed against her naked slit, but there was no stopping it as it pressed into her. Then it rammed in hard, tearing though her hymen and filling the preteen's cunt with brutal swiftness. Diana screamed harder, but could barely hear herself around the tentacle in her mouth. She became aware of the thing moving in and out of her quim.

	Sobbing in shame and frustration, Diana knew what she was experiencing. Although she had never even kissed a boy yet, she knew about sex from what her mother had taught her with a book from the library. The tearing she had felt when she was first penetrated had been her virginity and she felt the final remains of her innocence in warm trickles as her blood dripped from her opened twat.

	Lora didn't understand it at all, but felt every bit of her own defloration and rape just as acutely. She had been taught about men who liked to touch girls where they shouldn't, but that vague description didn't match the sensation of this slimy thing plunging in and out of her stretched and burning pussy. She regretted her decision to look between her legs, only to nearly retch as she saw this thick red thing moving in and out of the bleeding, swollen ring of bald flesh where her trim little cunny had once been.

	The green tentacles kept pulling on her chest, which didn't make much sense since she was still as flat there as boys here age. Diana was growing there - not a whole lot, but enough for Lora to have teased her about it. But Lora had also been a bit envious of her big sister at the same time.

	Moving her eyes, Lora found Diana and wasn't envious anymore as the green tentacle wrapped around her sister's chest seemed to be gripping harder with its cups and tugging on Diana's boobies.

	The nasty thing inside her started moving more quickly. Lora felt a couple of hard jolts in her invaded tunnel that she didn't understand. They were like nothing else she had ever known - something sort of like pain but it felt like something she wanted more of. Suddenly, the tentacle convulsed inside the nine year-old's pussy, pumping something thick and hot directly into her womb. 

	Diana mentally surrendered when she felt the slimy pulsing of her insemination. She hadn't had her first period yet and didn't know if she would get pregnant. The tentacle withdrew, only to be replaced by a slightly thicker brown one that burrowed into the youngster's defiled cunt and pressed against her cervix. The new tentacle throbbed and Diana felt a sharp bit of pain each time as one small object after another was pushed through her cervix and into her uterus. A look over at Lora showed her younger sister was presumably being subjected to the same thing as another brown tentacle was impossibly stuffed into Lora's small cunny.

	The thing throbbed with the same beat that Diana was experiencing. Watching the round ripples beneath the tentacle's skin, Diana came to the sick realization that she and her sister were being implanted with eggs. They would be forced into early motherhood and Diana dreaded what would happen when the eggs hatched or whatever they did.

	Another movement caught her eye. Diana's heart skipped when she saw Colleen walking toward them.

	The little girl stopped, her blue eyes wide as she saw her sisters without their clothes on. A bunch of yucky looking things were holding them and some of them were touching her big sisters in their private places. They were private because that's where their panties should have been when if they were wearing them. As Colleen peered more closely, she saw the brown yucky things were actually inside her sisters' private places. This was a very naughty thing to do. Neither Diana nor Lora looked happy, so Colleen knew it wasn't their fault.

	The fog was clearing and she saw where all of the tentacles were coming from. A huge...thing..., perhaps the size of a small house lay partially inside a pit nested with some strange plant growth. How far deep the pit and monster extended was unknown. The thing was reddish brown with patterns of black and gray splotches and was slightly oblong in its huge, bulky shape. No eyes were visible but it had obviously had no trouble locating Diana and Lora.

	Spying something else, Diana frantically jerked her head, clearing her mouth of the tentacle that had been gagging her.

	"Colleen! Run!" she yelled.

	The little girl froze for a moment before she saw more red tentacles streaming from the monster's pit. She spun and started to run. But her legs were quickly caught and she fell to the ground. Green tentacles came next, slathering Colleen's clothing with their secretions. The sweater, skirt, and shoes were gone quickly enough, but something in the fabric of the tights kept them intact. Undeterred, the green tentacles drabbed and tore at the tights, exposing swatches of bare leg in the gaping holes of the material. The tights were shredded, followed by the tyke's tiny pink panties.

	Colleen squirmed furiously as her captive sisters prayed she would escape. She was just small enough that the appendages had difficulty maintaining a grip on her.  From one end of the creature, a warped mouth opened and a single purple tentacle extended. While Colleen writhed, it slid between her legs. Diana sobbed as it found the bald, puffy little mound between the five year-old's legs.

	The thing jabbed at Colleen's defenseless cuntlet. As her twat as speared, Colleen emitted a thin scream and stiffened. Dripping its thick slime, the purple tentacle twisted and tore into the little girl's pussy, making her mons bulge apart obscenely, until it apparently went as far as it could go. It pumped a few times, making a wet, meaty sound as it raped the kindergartner's tender cunt. The smooth skin of Colleen's stretched quim and inner thighs became marred with her virginal blood.

	Now that she had been penetrated, Colleen struggled weakly as she was dragged back to the creature. As she was drawn close, the other tentacles released her. The creature's maw opened, giving the sisters a glimpse of other tentacles wriggling inside. Pulling Colleen by her impaled cunt, the creature swallowed her with a grotesque slurp.

	Diana wailed as her sister disappeared. Then she and Lora were moved to separate stone disks. The tentacles holding them positioned them on their hands and knees. New tentacles, a darker green than the first and without the suction cups, approached. Diana felt their tips brushing her nipples. The tips opened and engulfed her little breasts, pulling on them while something smaller inside the things rubbed at her nipples and made them harden.

	Weeping for her lost sister, Diana gradually became more aware of her belly becoming uncomfortably heavy. She was able to see Lora and noticed how the nine year-old's normally flat tummy was swelling with her implanted eggs.

	Something was moving - no, flowing - from Diana's titlets. She groaned as she figured out she was being milked. Other dark green tentacles were attached to Lora. She might not have developed at all in the chest yet, but Diana could tell the tentacles were feeding there too on whatever the induced pregnancy was creating inside Lora's slim young body.

	Heartbroken, raped, impregnated, thoroughly used, Diana had reached bottom. Then she heard the marching.

	Like her sister, Lora thought they were soldiers as the figured moved in formation. They wore long tunics over baggy pants tucked into high boots. As they came closer, she could make out details of the faces beneath the elaborate helmets. They were partially furred, slightly simian in appearance although the exposed skin was gray and scaly. Their faces were expressionless as they approached the girls, their burning yellow eyes unreadable.

	Frightened and weakened by her rape and the subsequent changes occurring in her body, Lora clung to the hope that these strange soldiers would slay the beast and release her and Diana. Maybe even Colleen was still alive inside it, but Lora couldn't bear to think about what may have happened to her little sister. She regretted every time she had ignored of Colleen or said something mean to her.

	The soldiers watched her for a moment before one drew open the lower part of its tunic. It reached in its trousers and withdrew a long cylinder of gray flesh that gave Lora a sick feeling. That was confirmed when he stood behind her at the edge of the disk and she felt that hard member pressing against her exposed cunny.

	Her bald labia, still slick with tentacle goo, parted as the soldier entered her. The hurtful thrusting began, stroking inside the child's snatch and making it stretch. The frissons of pleasure she had felt before in more earnest, making her sex respond as Nature intended (although at a later age) and elongate to accept more of the soldier's penis. Now sensitized, the nine year-old's body responded lustfully as she was taken. The odd trickle of fluid from her nipples even produced odd stirrings. Lora shook as an orgasm exploded.

	She didn't understand what it was, but in her mind she used it as an escape from the horrors she had seen and endured. The soldier came, spraying deep her cunny until it was overflowing and coating her thighs. The next soldier entered her and the little girl took every thrust as she felt the next climax begin to take form. Lora hoped it would arrive soon as she was desperate for another departure.

	The things in her baby maker had been incubating and growing and Diana was afraid she'd burst. Like Lora, the stream of orgasms had been more than just relief. She momentarily forgot her gravid condition and the loss of Colleen when she was cumming. The climaxes were lasting longer and Diana found the flow of milk being drawn from her budding tits delicious to feel.

	Another blast of jism spewed inside her on the hells of her last cum. The things in her womb were moving now. The next soldier must have known as he did something Diana wasn't expecting.

	She didn't understand why he was pulling her buttocks apart until she felt his prick at her anus. He scooped some of the goo from her cunny and slathered the puckered entrance. Nothing her mother said or in the book said anything about a man putting himself back there. Diana felt revulsion as he pushed into her butt. However, the tentacles were still holding her limbs and she could nothing but to accept this new invasion of her body.

	Then she howled as the soldier tore into her bowls. The preteen moaned as the huge cock bored deeper. The soldier rutted with her fiercely, inching deeper and deeper into her tight rectum. In another part of her body, her cervix opened and the birthing began.

	Whatever, the things were, they were slimy as they worked through Diana's pussy. With the prick shoved in her ass, the stimulation in her compressed channels was intensified and Diana found herself gripped in a climax that grew every time one of those things squirmed through her pussy. Hearing Lora's cries, she saw her little sister's otherwise sleek figure shaking as her rounded belly convulsed. A soldier was plundering Lora's ass, making the snug globes of flesh jiggle with each thrust.

	The nine year-old was cumming with each lesson on where babies came from. The offspring looked like dark, thick cylinders of wriggly flesh. After slithering down her legs they made there way to the beast's nest, disappearing in the vegetation. When the soldier came in her ass, he withdrew. No other soldier came forth - they only stood waiting.

	One of the purple tentacles came from the creature and found Lora's pussy. The little girl whined as she was fucked again and felt another load of thick jism invading her uterus. Next was the brown tentacle, pumping her womb full of eggs and the cycle began anew.

	Minutes became hours and days. Time was immaterial to the two sisters as they were inseminated, impregnated, copulated with in their cunnies and asses, and then gave birth. The other constant was the stream of orgasms that put them in a state of denial and bliss. 
Every so often, a tentacle would enter a girl's slack-jawed mouth, fucking her throat and until it spewed its contents into her stomach. It was a way of giving the children nutrition while their prepubescent bodies were used for breeding.

	Colleen became a distant memory.

	Having been eaten by a monster, Colleen was very frightened. Princesses were supposed to be saved from monsters - not this. Her private part hurt from where the monster had touched in a way it wasn't supposed to. It was still inside, moving in a way that made her feel like bubbling soup. It might have been naughty, but it was the one thing inside this dark and humid place that wasn't scary.

	A tentacle pushed into her mouth and down her throat. As Colleen struggled to breathe, it shot its load into her belly. It was nutrient and oxygen rich, quickly absorbed into her bloodstream. Sated with oxygen, the girl's body ceased in its need to breathe and Colleen's mouth and throat became another constant pleasure orifice for the creature.

	Colleen felt her chubby buttocks being wedged apart and another firm thing forced her bottom open. She would have screamed, but there was no air left in her lungs and her throat was filled with a moving alien mass. The five year-old was introduced to sodomy as her tiny body expanded inside and out to accommodate everything thrusting into her.

	She felt two things attaching to her chest, pulling on the small pink nipples. She had been curious when Diana had started growing there a few months ago and had peppered her oldest sister with questions about it. Diana had seemed kind of embarrassed. Sometime later - Colleen could not tell when, she felt the small slow of fluid being pulled from her nonexistent breasts as her body was made to produce milk for its new host.

	The bubbling between her legs boiled over. Colleen convulsed with the force of her orgasm. It seemed as if all of the pressure and excess heat was being pulled from her body.

	Now fully engaged with the tot, the creature clamped down on her body with the fleshy interior of its mouth. A coating of viscous fluid enveloped her, allowing the creature to leach the pheromones from her body in addition to the gourmet flavor of the fluids it harvested from her stuffed pussy. Both substances increased, as did the slight flow of premature milk from her chest, as the girl climaxed.

	It continued to feed and stimulate her. Moving its mouth, it caressed and sucked on the five year-old's entire body. She was a succulent morsel, cumming as she was chewed and subjected to constant intercourse. In the complete embrace of the creature, Colleen knew nothing but the physical nature of her orgasms and how her limbs and torso were suckled while her three orifices remained filled with heavy thrusting flesh.

	Diana blinked her eyes. She was lying alone on the disk and the soldiers were gone. She felt a little achy but she blushed as her body and mind remembered how she had been used for...

	"Five days," her Uncle Bert announced as he approached. "Yes, it seems they kept the two of you quite busy these five days."

	Diana stared at the man, wondering where he had been. She might have been embarrassed by her nakedness but her ordeal had desensitized her in that regard.

	Lora groaned as she sat up, staring at the sticky fluids staining her naked crotch. Yes, she and Diana had been...Oh! There had been so much of everything and she couldn't comprehend. If only...

	"Colleen!" she cried.

	Diana's mouth quivered as she pointed to the creature nearby. The soldiers were gone and the thing appeared to be resting with all of its appendages drawn in.

	"It...ate...Colleen," she sobbed.

	"Quite right," Bert agreed. "She may have been able to breed like you two, but she was far too small to handle the Nyark, don't you think?"

	"Who?"

	"The soldiers that were here, I'm sure of it. Ah, perhaps I should explain."

	"It killed Colleen!" Lora shrieked.

	"Certainly not!" Bert said, aghast.

	He looked at the creature and tapped it with a finger, unafraid.

	"Come on, Old Fellow. We had a deal. The child's family will notice she's missing."

	The creature's maw opened and with a reluctant hiss, it expelled a ball of slime. The ball moved, growing limbs that cleared some of the covering from Colleen's head. She took in a sharp breath - the first she needed in five days and looked around. Her blonde curls were matted by the goo that still covered most of her and her eyes blinked in the new light.

	"A lot of stuff happened," she said in severe understatement.

	Diana and Lora ran to their little sister, hugging her despite the goop still covering her.

	"I got touched all over and I had good feelings," Colleen explained.

	Diana just laughed as she rocked her baby sister.

	Clearing his throat, Bert spoke up.

	"Perhaps I should explain if there are no further interruptions. This rather robust fellow here is that guardian of the portal. He can communicate telepathically and we came upon an agreement that would allow me to wander this world from time to time without fear of interference.

	First were the Nyark - soldiers from societies that control these nearby lands. Diana and Lora were to be there entertainment in exchange for my safe passage. And as far as the guardian's needs, he needed some breeding stock to produce other creatures he needed for his purposes. I'm not sure of the symbiotic nature between the guardian and his offspring and the others here, but that's what research and exploration are all about.

	Now our little Colleen here was indeed a meal. But the guardians - yes there are more of them - are a unique species. They have very specific needs in what they feed from. But they don't actually consume all of their food and expel the waste they don't need. They are much more efficient, taking certain fluids you were able to produce and other things like pheromones and the like that some about from sexual climax."

	Bert paused and cocked his head. Then he looked at Colleen and smiled. "He said you were quite tasty and welcomes you back any time. In fact, you're all welcome. I'm sure you were rewarded in a rather, ahem, intimate way?"

	Diana and Lora meekly nodded while Colleen rested her head against Diana's chest.

	"Diana," Colleen said. "Mister Guardian sucked on my things like they were the ones you have."

	"Ah, breast milk," Bert continued. "That's more of a delicacy he wanted to explore. Not required to sustain him, but he enjoyed it quite a bit. I don't see anything permanent done to you, Lora, and Diana."

	Diana looked at her sisters' chests, which were as flat as they should be. Neither her belly nor Lora's showed any sign of their former and repeated pregnant state.

	"So we can go?" she asked.

	"Certainly," Bert replied magnanimously. "Of course, he'd be delighted to have three of you back next time you're available. Spring Break, is it? You can be assured he'll make it worth your while."

	The sisters' bodies tingled at what that meant. None of them protested the idea as they followed their uncle to the portal.




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