Letting the man inside her home and breathing in his scent, Susan purred to herself as she idly tugged at the top button of her blouse and jacket, finding them uncomfortably tight. Closing the door behind her and locking the deadbolt, Susan moved towards the couch in the living room and offered the man a seat, sitting across from him on the other end of the seating.
“Thank you, Mrs. Storm.”
“I told you… Call me Susan.” She husked, crossing her legs and leaning in closer to give the man a closer look. It amazed her, she could… See things about him, smell things, there was an aura about him she liked. She couldn’t explain it, but it was if she had additional senses that were telling her that the man in front of her checking his suit case was healthy, VERY healthy.
“I wanted to go over the list of complaints the other tenants in the building have made against your family regarding your husband’s experiments.”
“Is it about the noises that come from our home? I’m sorry Mr. Stevens, sometimes we DO get a little loud at night.” She husked, licking her lips and undoing her blonde hair to flow down her shoulders and back. Leering down at his crotch, it made her smirk to find him cross his legs to hide his arousal.
“W-well, there’s also the complaints about the explosions that rock the building from time to time, there was the one instance not…”
Pouting and pursing her lips, Susan sat up and moved to press up against the man on the other end of the couch, bringing her hand to rub up and down his leg as she pressed her chest against his shoulder and stroked her fingers through the back of the man’s hair. “Hmm… Do we REALLY need to go over all that?” She husked, her fingers gently moving his crossed leg out of the way to stroke at his pants covered erection. “How about this? I show you a wild time and you drop ALL those pesky complaints.”
“Miss Storm! This is HIGHLY inappropriate, I shouldn’t…” Caught off guard, the man’s eyes went wide when he found Susan had closed the space between them and kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring every inch of the inside of his mouth while her hands busied themselves with undoing his buckle and fly. The moment she freed her prize from his pulled down pants to grip at his exposed cock with her hand, Susan pulled away from the kiss but not her eye contact with the man as she slowly crawled down to her knees and began to suck Mr. Stevens off. Pushing his knees out of her way, Susan plunged all 9 inches of his length down her through and swirled her tongue around his length. Hissing and gasping from her expert ministration, the man had his hand gripping her blonde hair while she bobbed and sucked, her tongue coiled around his length before she pulled away with a pop of her lips. Pumping his length and still staring daggers into the man, Susan slowly got up and tugged her skirt up over her hips.
Ripping off her panties in one swift tear, she straddled the surprised man and aimed his length at her sopping pussy, sinking down unceremoniously and moaning out loud when she felt his girth fill her insides. Gripping her thighs and gasping from the sudden act, the man was overwhelmed by her intensity. “M-Miss…” Sneering at his attempts to reason with her, she ripped open her blouse and jacket to free her full breasts, sending buttons to fly out in all directions before she pulled his face towards her cleavage to silence him. “Just shut up and FUCK me!” Susan gurgled, her inner muscles massaging and coaxing the man in her grasp into cuming, she wanted it, wanted it all.
Feeling him tense up and moan out loud, Susan wailed out her own orgasm after she felt him fire off into her, squeezing her inner muscles and pressing up against the man she practically growled as he filled her insides with his seed. But it still wasn’t enough…
Sliding off the exhausted man and letting his still erect cock slide out of her with a slurp, the woman shivered from the sensation before grabbing the remains of her jacket and blouse and pulling them off her sweaty body and tossing them to the side, unzipping her skirt and tossing over to the pile of cloths near her feet. Bending over the recliner across from the coffee table nearby, Susan bent down and wiggled her hips and rear to the man. “Well? Don’t you want another go?” She purred, giving her toned ass a slap and leering back at the man who slowly pulled himself up off the couch to wobble over to her and grip at her hips. Smiling at his energy, Susan licked her lips and laughed as she felt him thrust into her without warning. “Yes, YES! Just like that, HARDER!”
Feeling him buck and thrust behind her, groaning in effort, Susan laughed as her heavy breasts swung under her, his grip on her ass going tight as he thrust harder. Eventually the man went stiff and speared into her as deep as he could, firing off again into her hungry pussy. Crying out loud with another orgasm, Susan nearly collapsed on the chair with the man on top of her. She still wanted more, still more… She was insatiable. But the feeling of the man’s deflating cock in her pussy told her he could no longer go another round. Much to her disappointment.
“I… I think I can drop the complaints Susan, unless more come up.”
Tracing a finger under his chin as they began to separate, Susan didn’t bother to get dressed as she helped the man reset his tie. “Be sure that you do, we can… Debate those complaints personally like today.” Licking his chin, she spun the man around and placed his binder in his hands before tossing him out the door before he could zip up his pants. With the arousal slowly ebbing away, Susan found herself able to reason as herself again. Breathing a sigh of relief, her form changed to her alien state; her hair becoming a mass of slithering tentacles as her flesh became a murky green and translucent, rows of spines jutting out of her forearms, ankles and back along with a pair of gnarled horns. Clutching herself tightly and moving over to pick up her ruined cloths, she couldn’t believe she just did that. She cheated on her husband Reed, without a second thought! “What the hell is wrong with me?!” She fretted out loud, checking her cloths over and tossing them in the garbage after finding them torn and ruined. “What am I going to do?”
*
15 minutes later…
Heading out of the elevator door and waddling with effort into the storage bay of the lower levels. Susan panted and moaned, placing a hand at her hip to steady herself while her other hand cradled and rubbed the surface of her full-term pregnant belly. She was… Bigger this time, looking down she was forced to bite her lip from pleasure as she looked down at her translucent womb to find two murky forms jolt and kick at the surface of her belly. Her breasts had swollen another cup size, her green nipples dripping mothers’ milk down the sides of her round belly as she staggered her way to the middle of the storage room where her first born child hung from his cocoon.
A splash of fluid between her feet had made the she-creature gasp and force herself to the ground, spreading her legs as she prepared for what came next. Snarling and baring her fanged teeth, Susan felt her contractions hit and pushed with each painful twist of her insides, crying out loud she felt her pussy crowd as squirming tentacles no longer than her fingers breached her pussy. The room was filled with inhuman snarls of pain as the first of her twins popped free from the last push and began to squirm and cry out with its first breath. Then the contractions took her again, her claws raking the stone floor beneath her as her pussy crowned again and she was forced to keep pushing. With slightly less effort than the first, Susan wailed as the second born of her twins finally came into the world, her deflated womb tightening up and rapidly healing as she panted and moaned, slowly sitting up to pick her twin sons up and bringing their hungry mouths to her nipples.