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With a gurgle, the creature snapped itself into Vera’s fluid-filled uterus, causing the minor bulge beneath her skin to merge suddenly with the larger bulge that was her belly, and a gush of clear liquid shot from her vagina. With the effort over, both girls collapsed on the couch, nether one of them completely sure what to do next. They both still felt amazing; Teresa more empty than before, and Vera more full than she had ever felt. Teresa japanese looked over and laid her hand on Vera’s hard belly, and Vera reached up and clasped her sister’s hand. “We did it…” Vera said in a breathy voice. What they had done, Teresa wasn’t sure, but she felt the same sense of satisfaction as Vera did. Day 265 (Epilogue) At the precise moment that their ship Hardcore emerged amateur from the null-space that they had travelled through for the past nine months, Vera felt a heavy contraction in her bulbous belly. She groaned, her eyes going wide, and unstrapped herself from the pilot’s chair, struggling through the weightlessness to the hatchway. She oriented herself and actuated the hatch, emerging into the common room clutching her stomach. “Rees! Its time!!” She heard a clunk from the maintenance area, and Teresa soon appeared, tossing a mechanic’s apron aside. “It’s time??” Vera nodded, slowly lying back on the couch and spreading her legs. The creature inside her was doing somersaults it seemed like. But she was absolutely sure that it was about to emerge for the first time since it had come out of Teresa and took up residence within Vera. Teresa got down in front of Vera’s spread vagina entrance, watching her belly roil and shift. Her sister’s opening was clenching and unclenching as if anxious. With a guttural yell, Vera’s stomach depressed, and all at once the grey creature, now twice the size teens it had been when it entered Vera some five months prior, gushed out of Vera’s vagina with a flood of clear liquid. It fell past an astonished Teresa and onto the floor where it flopped for a moment. Teresa backed up, staring at the new arrival. It raised itself up on one tentacle, and reached out with another to asian touch Vera as she panted her way back to normalcy, and then reached out to touch Teresa. Both women gasped as a thought – more like a memory that has always been true – entered their minds. The creature was part of the null-space they had travelled through. It had entered their vessel because it wanted to leave the vast wastes that constituted a lack of a plane, and the only way it could do that was being reborn through a tangible being like themselves. Now that it was free of the space between planes, it could leave their bodies and explore the universe. The last part of the explanation was explicit gratitude for their assistance in opening an entire new universe to it. Both women grinned, Teresa running a hand down the tapered grey body of the creature, causing it to shudder and twist a little. It then used its tentacles to “run” at the nearest wall, and completely disappear through it. The women went over to the nearest viewport and gazed at the retreating silhouette of the creature against the sun that they had been sent to explore. It felt so right when I was seducing my female professors, or hearing Mom japanese enjoy my fellow students in the nurse's office, or the orgies that Daddy hosted in his classroom. “I don't think she reacted the way I wanted her to after yesterday. I text Hardcore Amy asking teens her if the chefs made the pork roast that I asked for this amateur morning. "See I am so wet," Alison said in a soft voice as she started to plunge her finger in an out of herself. Ernest picked me up and took me to my bedroom. “All the things you can ask, and you ask that ,” Kelly grunted, face falling in dismay. Having a man who isn't in this world would be crazy." She struck a luxurious pin-up pose and lay in anticipation as her husband stood beside the bed and motioned for the strangers to continue their escapade. Is he busy asian now?” Quite frankly you can’t help me. You know sometimes the truth is an odd thing it’s not always wrapped up in a box with a pretty bow. "What the fuck Mr Byrne" I yelled