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  While at home she just wore a tight lace camisole. Her nipples clearly pushed against the fabric and her giant belly caused it to ride up. She absently scratched at her sore skin, feeling the baby forms moving. It didn’t scare her any more, but it was an annoyance.

  When she took a deep breath, her belly jetted out.

  Hmm, Maggie moaned. Suddenly she was very horny.

  She realized then something was touching her pussy. It was swollen and tender. Had been for weeks. When the sheet slowly moved down, Maggie realized she wasn’t alone. Her night visitor was here.

  It grabbed her legs and slid her further down on the bed. Maggie grabbed the sheet and covered up her majestic belly, like a giant mound, growing up from the bed. “Please,” Maggie moaned, feeling the visitor’s hands on her legs, pushing them open.

  Then it’s extra-long tongue flicked at her clit. Maggie closed her eyes and gave a blissful exhale of breath. Her arms fell spread eagle and her hips gyrated into a humping action.

  “You did this to me.” Maggie thought.

  I did and now I will show you true bliss.

  Maggie’s mouth fell open and she thought to say something, but his mouth was open wide now, accepting her pussy in deep. His tongue was probing her in circles.

  His hands encompassed her belly. Loving it. Rubbing it. Owning it. He did own them and her. Maggie was as helpless against him as she always was.

  You’ll give birth soon.

  “Yes,” Maggie moaned, breathlessly. Everything in her was so excited. Tingling and on the edge of raving release.

  Your water will break tomorrow after class and then I will come for you.

  “Oh God, yes!” Maggie screamed her entire body convulsing with pleasure. She moaned sweet escape as the orgasm washed over her, but the visitor wasn’t done with her yet.

  His shiny slick cock, wider than any human man’s could be was inside her. Stretching her wider than ever.

  Maggie was his. Forever. Whether she wanted to be or not.

  ****

  Her last test before her water would break, Maggie dressed in a tight sun-dress exposing every area of her popped belly. She carried so low that some commented it looked like the babies might drop out of her. And her dress was so short, Maggie practically was giving them a front seat to the show.

  Her breasts were like swollen orbs, so tight with unnatural milk it made her back ache. She glided her hands along her lower back while she waddled to class. Dropping her backpack, Maggy was going to stoop to pick it up, but her professor did.

  “There you go, Maggie.”

  She smiled. “ Thank you.”

  His eyes glided over her belly like they always did, and then both his hands followed. “Looks like it’ll be any minute now.”

  “Any minute.” Maggie agreed and put her hand on top of his. She was inside his mind. So deep inside it she could get exactly what she wanted. “You’d like to fuck me right here, wouldn’t you?”

  He licked his lips. “Very much. I love pregnant woman.” He continued to caress her belly like it was a lucky globe.

  Maggie kissed him, leaning in and squeezed his balls. The man groaned and his lips quivered. “Maybe next time, professor. You horny old man.”

  She shook her head and waddled into her class. A few of her old friends turned their heads when she walked by. All of them were jerks and if she wasn’t about to give birth to three alien creatures, then Maggie would make them all pay.

  But for now, she gripped the back of her chair and slowly leaned herself into it. Her belly barely fit into the seat. And she had no pretense left any more of being a lady. Her legs fell outward and Maggie caressed her belly and moaned.

  Something deep in her was changing. The contractions were starting.

  She was handed a test and Maggie picked up her pencil.

  Here went nothing.

  Chapter Four: Alien abduction

  “Pencils down.”

  Thank God, Maggie thought and threw her pencil down. It bounced off the desk and rolled onto the floor, but Maggie didn’t care. She was in full on labor and everything hurt. God, just everything.

  Her legs straightened out and she gripped her belly pushing through the fabric of her dress. It had stretched further since the test started. Maggie didn’t know how much more of this she could take.

  Her mouth fell open and she screamed, gripping her belly hard as strong contractions hit her.

  “Are you all right?” A student asked.

  Maggie shot him a dirty look. “I’m about to give birth to triplets, what do you think? Oh God---Oh God!” Maggie screamed and gripped her hips as her water broke. It was like an exploding dam and the water rippling down her legs was enough for the entire state of Texas.

  Well okay, maybe not, but it felt that way.

  She struggled to her feet, holding her belly, but she didn’t make it that far before she leaned over onto a desk. Breathing out didn’t help the pain.

  The professor grabbed her arm. “Let me help you to the hospital. A quick ride. Is there anyone I can call for you? The father?”

  “Only if you can call aliens.” Maggie grimaced under the pain. Straightening up, she nodded. But she must be crazy. All he wanted was to grope her like she was some sort of magical orb.

  But when he put his arm around her, Maggie let him. She had to get to the hospital and could barely walk.

  The walk to his car, took forever and by the time, she was sitting inside his car, the contractions were less than a minute apart.

  Maggie groaned and her hair was laden in sweat. Her head rocked back and she gripped the arm rests. “It’s getting so close. I can’t believe woman would do this on purpose. Oooo! Another one. God, help me.”

  The professor drove. Fast he drove over the highway and when the car stopped, Maggie was glad. So glad, but when she looked, she saw they were parked behind a building and nowhere near a hospital.

  “What are we doing?”

  “I just…needed to touch you. One more time.” His hand hovered over her belly.

  Oh God no. Maggie reached for the door handle, but it was locked. It wouldn’t budge. His hands caressed her belly all over. And she surged in pain. The pressure was so bad, all Maggie wanted to do was push, but she didn’t want to give birth in this guy’s car!

  “Ohh,” He moaned. “You are so glorious. So wonderful.” He leaned in and nuzzled her neck meanwhile his hands made love to her growing, pulsating belly.

  “Get off me!” Maggied cried and pushed at him.

  Her savior was a bright shining light in the sky. So bright it blinded her.

  And then Maggie was gone.

  Lost somewhere on an alien space ship.

  *****

  As Maggie came to, lights all around her glowed. Slowly she blinked her eyes and gave a soft moan. There were silhouettes hovering near her, but why was she moving so fast. Why?

  With a start, Maggie tried to sit up, but couldn’t. She was strapped down to a metal gurney. Her hands couldn’t move and there was a leather harness around her giant growing belly to keep her still.

  Her naked, swollen body contorted, trying to get free. When the next series of contractions hit, things felt different.

  “I need to push. Someone else me, please!” Tears rolled down her cheeks, but it turned to a scream when the silhouettes grew closer. They weren’t human at all with long faces and giant eyes like some sort of warped Disney princess.

  Maggie tried to move away, but couldn’t.

  Calm down, Maggie. It’s me, Armand. Your lover.

  One hand stroked her forehead while others, many others, caressed her belly. Something about it calmed her down. She laid still and closed her eyes. The gurney stopped moving and she thought this might be the end of it.

  We need to stop her contractions.

  She isn’t full term enough yet, the babies must grow larger.

  “No.” Maggie whispered. “I can’t get any bigger. I can’t take it. Please!”

>   But they didn’t listen. They injected a big needle into her big belly and there was nothing else she could do, but lay there.

  He will take care of her.

  He will keep her safe.

  Maggie was scared to find out who they were talking about as they undid her harness clips and helped her to sit up on the gurney. Then they slid her off and Maggie wobbled on her feet.

  The drugs have made you dizzy. You’ll be all right.

  Maggie wasn’t so sure of that. But she couldn’t speak or say anything as they had her lean her back against a soft gray wall. Her palms touched it and it was velvet, almost like skin.

  Her hands were sinking into it. It felt warm, wet, almost like wet sand on a beach on a hot day. What she wouldn’t give for a beach right then.

  But it didn’t stop there. Whatever the grey substance was, it engulfed her legs and she was falling deep inside it. Maggie’s eyes opened wide and she tried to scream as the grey substance wrapped tight around her head and seeped inside her mouth.

  She couldn’t scream. Couldn’t move, but she felt like she was floating. Her heart was racing and she tried to get away, but the harder she tried, the tighter the substance wrapped around her.

  All she could see was gray. There was no escape. She was locked tight in some sort of alien cocoon.

  Hello, Maggie. You can call me Leviathan.

  “Let me go. Please.” Maggie thought.

  That can’t happen yet, but it will soon. Just relax and everything will be all right. I can give you pleasure.

  “But I can’t breathe.”

  I will give you oxygen. And nourishment. I am a living being, but I am also the ship. We need you like you need me. In here, your surging belly will experience no pain. You will feel the glorious babies growing, but it won’t hurt. I promise you bliss if you let your mind go.”

  Maggie was afraid, but she could only focus on resisting for so long. In minutes, perhaps hours, her mind wandered off. She began day dreaming and she was laying on a beach where the sand was warm and the hot sun beat down on her naked back.

  In her dream for some reason, she was still monstrously pregnant, but it didn’t hurt. She was able to move and relax like a regular woman. And the man laying beside her was well built. He had gorgeous flexing muscles. God, how handsome he was as he slept.

  Maggie stroked his face and his blue eyes popped open. He smiled. “I’ve been waiting for you, Maggie, I think all my existence.”

  “That’s a funny way to say it.” Maggie smiled.

  The man sat up and he caressed her belly like it’s a magical gift. Maggie glanced down and watched him while her hands press on the soft spot of her lower back.

  “I think I should haven given birth a month ago. I’m so gigantic.”

  “You’ll get bigger.” The man said with a dream like quality in his voice. “And I will love you every moment of it.”

  He leaned in and kissed her. Deeply. Thoroughly. Maggie wished for a brief moment that these were his kids and they would raise them together. Maybe one day.

  Outside of her day dream, Maggie moaned. Her eye lids twitched. But she wasn’t ready to come out of the dream.

  Not just yet.

  ****

  Weeks go by, but Maggie has no track of time. She has no idea anything is going outside of her dream. All she knows is she’s laying on a grand bed on a beach. Her arms are spread eagle, her legs wide open, and her lover who she only calls Leviathan, is orally pleasuring her like he’s been doing for hours.

  She’s in absolute bliss. Her head rocking back and her head shaking in spasms. It hides the fact her belly is surging, growing larger like a Jiffy Pop container ready to explode. All she feels is the pleasure. She’s unaware at how distended her body has grown and that there isn’t a man pleasuring her, but an entire ship.

  Each climax is more intense than the next. Maggie is never hungry. Thirsty. All she can do is lay there.

  When Leviathan stops and he sits beside her, he puts his hands on her ginormous belly. It’s so tight, it rises up and down with each rise and fall of her breath.

  “My God, I can’t believe how big I am.” Maggie says dreamily. “I can feel the babies pounding at me from inside, but it doesn’t hurt.”

  “In a moment it will sting.” Leviathan says, “but it’ll pass. Just squeeze my hand.”

  Maggie does and a moment later she is ripped from her day dream.

  ****

  She’s not on a beach but instead is deep inside a ship. There’s a grey tube deep down her throat sustaining her life and feeding her nutrition. It’s deep inside her pussy, giving her pleasure.

  It’s everywhere and it’s everything. Maggie can’t fight. The grey matter starts to subside so that her belly pokes through a hole in the ship. On the outside it hurts, burns, from being so big.

  “This is going to pinch, Maggie.”

  Maggie’s eyes grew wide as she was cut. The burning sensation caught in her throat. She wanted to scream, but there was no air to do it with.

  “Three healthy girls.” She heard them say and she was relieved they were okay. But when could she see them?

  Before all she wanted was to get rid of them, but now she really wanted to see them again. Were her babies all right?

  The fabric began to grow around her again. This time tighter than before. The cocoon was tight enough to constrict her, but Maggie wasn’t worried. Her belly didn’t hurt anymore.

  I will heal you now and help you return to your normal shape. Until then we can play in your dreams, Maggie.

  God, yes. That’s what Maggie wanted. She really wanted to dream. So bad.

  So she did. She returned to the beach, now svelte and beautiful in her bikini, right into the arms of Leviathan.

  “I missed you.” He said with a murmur and tightened his arms around her.

  “Not as much as I missed you.” She said and leaned in for a passionate kiss.

  Epilogue

  It’s been days since Maggie’s triplets were ripped from her womb. She exists still in a dreamlike state, fluttering from being awake to being asleep. It is bliss. The warmth of the machine caresses her like water. It is almost as if she’s floating.

  She gets the nutrients she needs and the love, communication, she has always desired.

  Good-bye, Maggie.

  “What?” Maggie muttered. This couldn’t be good-bye for good. Could it?

  But the ship doesn’t answer her. Instead the cocoons opens like a pussy and she’s forced out. Covered in a pink jel, Maggie flumps down onto the hard, cold metal floor.

  The visitor, Armand, the one who knocked her up, is there. He takes her by the shoulders. “Are you all right?”

  Maggie stars into his wide eyes. “I think so. Are our children all right? Do I get to go home now?”

  Armand shook his head slowly. “I am sorry, Maggie, the ship has picked you.”

  “Picked me?” Maggie’s heart galloped away. “Picked me for what?”

  “To bear the ships next child. To become mother to the leviathans.”

  With nowhere to go and nowhere to hide, what will Maggie do now that an entire conscious ship wants to breed her?