Thirty seconds, that’s how long it took for Susan to reach full term with quadruplets. Straddling her lover who she had pinned to the ground by her expanding belly and grinding hips, the she-creature wailing and roaring out in pleasure as the brute’s foot-long barbed cock speared into her depths and her unborn brood kicked up a storm in her translucent womb. Tossing the length of her tentacles behind her head as if they were still her hair, Susan Storm moans had become guttural and hoarse, she could feel her lover caress the growing slope of her belly, feeling the many kicks of his latest offspring beat against his palms before those claws roamed up to grope and squeeze at her G-cup breasts, eliciting a spurt of mother’s milk from her stiff nipples from his stimulating. Susan had gone completely feral, her rational mind shoved out of the way to make room for the sex starved she-beast that refused to be denied any longer.
Her climax crashed through her instantly, making her arch her back and screech as she felt her brute of a son unleash a torrent of alien DNA into her crowded yet starved womb. By then her climax was joined by her water breaking. Panting from overstimulation and pulling herself free to lay on her side, Susan grit her sharp teeth and snarled as her pussy crowned at her first born of her latest litter’s head became visible. By now birth had gone from an excruciating experience to a dull ache, her inner muscles pushing the now crying, mewling newborn out just as its sibling took its place and too demanded to be born. Fluttering her eyes and turning her attention to another feminine cry of pain, Susan hissed watching Alicia on her back, her triplet filled belly tensing before Alicia gave birth herself.
By the time her fourth born of her quadruplets had finally been born, Susan went limp, panting with a fluid sheen on her reptilian skin. Getting to her hands and knees, Susan looked down to her four new sons and sighed, her insides rapidly healing and her deflated stomach reknitting and tightening back to normal. She was about to answer their cries to be fed, when she felt something long and throbbing pierce into her nethers again from behind. Looking over her shoulder, she found her other son had mounted her from behind, thrusting hard and grunting with bared teeth while her previous lover stomped over to Alicia to have his turn with her. Lolling her head and fluttering her eyes, Susan purred and hissed as her large breasts swayed with each thrust. Even after giving berth to four children, her body craved for even more. When he climaxed and fired ropes of cum into her, Susan gasped when she felt her belly swell and grow again, making her rub the surface of her womb as her latest pregnancy revealed triplets.
*
Slowly getting up and yawning into his hand, Johnny Storm stepped out of his room, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes when he hobbled his way into the kitchen to find his brother in law Reed sitting alone in front of the kitchen nook, the bags under his eyes told him he got less sleep than he did.
“Hey Reed, you been awake this whole time?”
Slowly blinking and turning to look at the Human Torch with a groggy expression that stretched his chin to the table, Reed checked his watch and sipped at his coffee. “I didn’t get much sleep after Susan went out for the night, I don’t think she came home at all.”
“Why don’t you give her a call?” The man asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee and heading to sit adjacent with the elastic Mr. Fantastic. “I did!” Making his point, Reed pulled out his cellular phone and pressed his wife’s speed dial, only for the two men to hear the familiar buzz of a nearby phone rattle near the kitchen table. “Guess she forgot it after heading out last night.”
“Huh… Well where ever she is, I bet she’s feeling just as hung over as I am.”
*
Roaring out and panting from exhaustion, Susan pushed one final time to birth the last child in her latest litter. Her body rapidly healing from the strained endeavor as the she-creature regained her senses and rolled onto her side to slowly sit up. Clasping a talon to her head and shaking the fog from her mind, Susan Storm looked around her and gasped. Scattered around her were the screaming, mewling crowd of 16 newborns, all born from HER! It took the woman a few minutes to regain the memories of her actions, looking over her new progeny and remembering the details that birthed them.
She spotted her quadruplets cuddled together nearby, her triplets after them that laid on their backs flailing their limbs in a tantrum, the quadruplets born after them sired by her third adult son and the quints that now occupied the space in front of her. Looking over to her left lazily, Susan found Alicia on her side, curled in a fetal position while 12 infants crawled around her.
Susan wanted to throw up, if not for the after convulsions in her healing stomach than for the memories that finally crashed into her psyche. She felt… Violated, sick. Her own children had raped her and her best friend, and what was worse was she let them! Wild instinct had completely taken her and for over an hour she was nothing more than a mindless sex starved creature grinding out litters of children in between grinding against… “BlaaaaAAArgh!” Bile had finally escaped her fanged lips and pooled at her side where she wretched, bubbling and sizzling with a sulphurous stench as it foamed and ate through the concrete.
‘Our hive grows…’
Hearing the whisper in her mind, she slowly picked herself up and staggering to her feet. Susan looked to the filthy floor and the twenty-six alien children that cried out in hungry voices with a now seething hatred, both for them and herself and her adult sons. Glaring over to the trio, she found them lethargic like she was. Having finally been sated after mating their mother and her friend to literal exhaustion.
They were a plague she reasoned, at the numbers they were now, they would kill and rape dozens and produce hundreds or more before the week’s end, killing anything that would get in their way or could not keep up with their appetites. Quickly regaining her strength, Susan moved towards Alicia and hoisted her up easily with her inhuman strength. “Come on, we’re getting out of here.”
Fluttering her eyes, Alicia looked around confused and weak. “Wha… Whose kids are these?”
“FORGET THEM! We’re putting an end to this, right now!” Dragging the woman with her to the elevator, Susan stepping inside and shut the doors. Looking at her alien reflection on the elevator wall, she hissed in disgust and punched the surface hard enough to crumple it like tin. “Let’s find Reed!”