Short Stories 4 – A Corporation
Added 2022-06-16 07:59:37 +0000 UTCSierra was gushing.
She had been infested for seventeen days. The company floor was turned into a fleshy pink mat about a week ago. She had joined with it yesterday.
She was standing – partially suspended – by tentacles plugged into her neck and ass. They had long since fused with her body, taking over many vital functions and constantly whispering into her mind. Sierra listened to the whispers. She was good at listening.
The tentacles pumped her body full of sexual fluids, which flowed through new channels within her abdomen to fill her womb.
The result was a constant waterfall of lubrication emerging from her pussy, day in and day out. Some of it ran down the insides of her legs, but the main stream fell to the floor directly, where it was immediately absorbed. Smaller streams leaked out of her breasts. She felt up her chest, softly penetrating her nipple cunts with her fingers.
She was not allowed to touch her lower fuckhole. That was the job of everyone who passed by.
The employees – now all converted into women – fucked her every day. The executive team. The investors. The investors mistresses.
Sierra groped her huge leaking tits as another infested whore finished inside her. The parasite dick wasn’t pulled out so much as ejected by a buildup of pressure from her fluids, which sprayed maniacally across the floor once the invading cock was removed from her drowning fuckhole. Her knees buckled and failed, but her body was held aloft by the tentacles plugged into her. Another employee walked by. Her assistant, before the infestation. Sierra arched her back and thrust her crotch out in aching need.
To think she used to be CEO.
