My eyes are immediately drawn to His lower half where there stands an erect shaft as big around as a man’s head and as long as His arm. With a thril... I realize that I will soon take it deeper inside myself than anything has yet been.“Give yourself to me,” He commands.“Yes!” I nearly scream, all six tentacles still thrusting wildly. “My body is yours! Take me!”All at once He is upon me, massive hands encircling my slender waist. The tentacles cease thrusting and instead stretch me wide to accept. As Mr. Whoever walked away I heard him comment about trying that climber and harness on for size and they both chuckled in agreement. JT & I spent the afternoon working our asses off. By dusk we wound things up. I'd never felt so hot and dirty and l just wanted to take a cool bath. JT headed for the house to collect our pay. He came back quick and a little pissed because they weren't home. Which meant we were going to have to hang around and wait for their return. "Fuck," he said, "I gotta. It was oddly blissful. I looked down to see that my stomach had grown quite large, I was quite obviously bloated with eggs, and still more were on their way. I shut my eyes again and just enjoyed the sensation of each tentacle laying countless eggs inside my womb, my stomach and my bowels.I figured, judging by how huge my stomach had grown, that I'd woken up towards the end of the creature's load, but I was wrong. It wasn't even half way done. With each new egg placed inside me, another was. When I got outside I found Curly. I actually found most of Curly. Some of her, as well as some of one of the Swamp Dogs would never be found. Their souls were for sure gone, as well as parts of their bodies. One of the Swamp Dogs was missing an arm. I rushed over to tie a tourniquet on the stump. He wasn't conscious so I had to tie it off with the pencil to keep it tight.Well that pencil had taken a life and maybe it would save a life. It was a good day for Porter's ceramic dagger. I stayed.