Egg Ch. 7

Egg

Chapter 7

Jacob sat on the sofa, unsure of what was going on. Covered in sweat, tears and bodily fluids, he sat back on the couch trying to catch his breath. Two women lay near him. Aurora with her curvaceous butt lay on the ottoman in front of the couch. From where he sat, he could see the glistening of moisture on her skin as well as red swollen vulva.

The other woman, a female cop named Meredith, had been sucked into the night’s events by Aurora. The cop lay on the floor after collapsing a few moments ago. Jacob found her screaming orgasms entertaining and they made him feel powerful. Aurora had passed out about an hour ago.

The scene looked serene now to him as he sighed in contentment. His cock felt warm and even as it dropped in exhausted flaccidity. He could even feel the post-coital drippage sliding out of his cock. If the tendrils of sleep didn’t tug at him, worry of the mess created by the coupling would surely be there instead. In fact, Jacob’s drowsiness quickly dissipated as two realizations hit him.

Meredith would change soon. There would be no doubt about that. A change brought on by him and whatever afflicted him for the Goddess. Soon the cop would cocoon and emerge as a devoted daughter of lust. But in the meantime, she would need a place to do such a thing and his house wouldn’t be it.

The second realization concerned Aurora. This night happened to be the first that Jacob outlasted the sexual being. That reflection brought a smile to his face.

Getting up slowly, Jacob walked over to the woman. Kneeling down, he placed a hand on her shoulder and gave it a push.

“Meredith.”

The name and push repeated a few times before Mereidith stirred.

“What?” she asked groggily turning over.

“It’s time to go,” he replied.

The woman looked at him, eyelids drooping down.

“Okay.”

That’s all she said, before getting up slowly. Jacob moved away and surveyed the room. The cop’s clothes were everywhere, but the woman made no effort to get them as she stood up. Instead i, he heard the jingle of keys and watched as she wobbled naked out the front door. In seconds, the sound of a car starting and driving away filled the air.

“She left quick,” he said.

“I know,” Aurora groaned signifying her waking awareness. She rolled on the ottoman. Studying her for a moment, he watched in morbid fascination as her bone structure shifted immensely. Now at this moment, she wore a lithe body with massive breasts.

“Why do you shift your form like that?”

“I like to experiment,” she said with a stretch. Her frame changed again but this time to one he had been accustomed to seeing. The curvy milf form that she loved to sport. He didn’t understand why, but then, he never really took the opportunity before to ask her why she preferred the form.

Hands began roaming across her breasts. She cooed a bit and licked her lips. He got the drift of her message.

“I’m a little, worshipped out,” he said to Aurora with an emphasis on the out. It wasn’t as if he wouldn’t want more. Even if he didn’t Aurora had gotten especially well-versed in persuading him.

“Fine, but bothers me how stressed you are already.”

“Look at this,” he said with a wave of his arm.

“At what? A few clothes and wet spot easily dealt with?”

Now that he looked at the mess it looked much smaller than before.

“Still, you don’t know how my dad will react to anything,” he said while a wave of fear washed over him. Her eyes went red. “He may even hate what I did here.”

“Your father doesn’t scare me.”

“No,” he said with a laugh. “I’d imagine not.”

He moved through the living room picking up discarded clothes. Meredith’s were the weirdest for him being that the cops uniforms fabric felt stiff in his hands. The body armor, heavy with alien weight, strained his arms as he moved it to hide it in a closet. After picking it up, he surveyed the wets spots and his eyes wandered over to Aurora once again.

“You can have me again if you want?” she said sitting up. Brushing her hair aside her pink eyes boring into him.

“You’re insatiable,” he told her, but within seconds, his cock sprang up.

“Don’t project your own lusts onto me,” she said with a laugh. “Besides, I can take care of myself if needed right now.”

Jacob saw the challenge in her eyes. The daring of him to walk way.

“You slut,” he said with a growl.

“Take me,” she giggled.

Within seconds, her legs were wrapped around his waist as he thrust into her. He would grunt, she gasped into his ear. Jacob felt a surge of power within himself as her thrust into her. As if the depths of her couldn’t be reached.

Aurora for her part, didn’t seem keen on holding back herself. Yells and gratuitous moans filled the air. And so did the sopping sounds of pussy being pounded.

It didn’t take long for Aurora to erupt into an orgasm. Heralded by her sudden stiffening and nails digging into his back. He yelped, not registering the spray of fluid hosing him. She didn’t let off as he thrust away, trying himself to reach the end.

He came. And thankfully too. With a grunt, he replenished the fluids she lost. And he knew that his spurting flood of cum into her would. Nothing about bodily fluids escaped her, especially cum. Something she made known to him during their first encounters. Exhausted, he relaxed on top of her, breathing heavily while she cooed.

“I could never imagine how humans got this lucky,” she said. Long breaths could be heard going in as Jacob laid his head on her breast.

“I think I love you,” he said with a content sigh.

“Master,” Aurora spoke with a tender voice. “I am honored by such a declaration. Know that none will ever have a place in my heart as you.”

“Will you sleep with other men?”

“The will of the Goddess imposes many things, but as I know with you humans, it is in direct issue with the idea of a relationship. Plus you do own me in many ways.”

Jacob thought for a moment.

“I guess it would be hard to impose on you with a cock that needs to be dipped in everything to worship the goddess properly.”

“Precisely,” she said with a sudden exhale of air. “And anyways, I could never really wander away from you. If anything, we can think of ourselves in an open relationship.”

“That is new, but what if I find someone I like?”

“Concubines are fine with me as long as we share them.”

“You mean men?”

She let out a laugh.

“You don’t think some group sex like we had tonight would be out of the norm?”

Jacob never even considered the possibility of a double-dipping scenario. While two clams in the sea were fine to one eager sausage. Having two sausages competing for one clam struck him as a queer idea. But with the whims of lusts, Aurora would obey the Goddess’s commands and so would he.

“Can we keep it rare though?” he asked.

Aurora laughed.

“We are but covetous vessels after all,” she said through the deep breaths.

“Your heart beat is calming,” Jacob finally said after a minute of silence. Listing to it beat lulled him into sleep and soon he found himself back in the darkness of his dreams.

Jacob had grown accustomed to dreaming about the throne. A chair centered atop a set of stone work with intricate designs carved into the surface. It honestly looked like a step pyramid with stair leading up to the chair. The floor of the place also felt rough on the bare bottoms of his feet. Only in the circle of light around entire thing could he see that the floor’s surface was black stone.

The throne area is where he first met Aurora weeks ago in his dream. After her larval state attached to his cock. Here she had proposed the sexual arrangements with him to give herself a physical form. A form tied to his own now.

Jacob, as every night he dreamt now, avoided the throne. Aurora never seemed to be present in this dream world now or at least in the light. So for the past few nights, he ventured away from the throne and into the darkness.

Now, the first time Jacob did this unprescribed adventure, the argument of how dangerous any deviation from the light raged on inside hi. Eventually he decided to step away and thus far he knew that if he went right, eventually the stone turned to dirt. Left yielded water. Behind the structure of the throne and its seemed as if the stone kept going. Tonight, he would journey by immediately turning around and walking.

Into the darkness, which quickly light from the throne didn’t carry on far. He got the distinct impression this structure represented some sort of haven in this outlying dark lands. If there existed one though, why couldn’t there be another.

Forging on, Jacob walked and walked. Nothing permeated the darkness. Not even the changing of what he walked on. Logically if the stonework didn’t end, then a road must be underfoot. Under that impression he walked until he walked into something hard.

The object he ran into smacked him hard in the face. Reaching out, he felt a stone wall and he moved down its length, fingers finding the seams of mortar holding the bricks together. As he did, he eventually found a corner and turned it. As soon as he had, a chant began.

The language sounded alien. Ignoring its insistent words, he moved along the wall until another corner. He rounded it. When he did, the chanting ceased. The silence and darkness re-permeated the air once again. The only thing that broke the spell beside his breath, and a little red light sat insignificantly a few feet away. Sensing no danger, Jacob moved away from the safety of the wall and to the light.

As Jacob got closer, a cold shiver ran up his spine. Power permeated the air. As he moved up to the light, he felt a push back against him. Ignoring it, he moved up quickly to snatch the gem.

Pain.

The suddenness of it brought him to his knees.

“Who are you,” a voice deep as the darkness spoke.

Jacob struggled under the power of the thing.

“I ask the same,” Jacob said, struggling to say the words through clenched teeth.

“I am Kloth,” it said. “A ruler in this realm.”

“This is a dream,” Jacob said. He felt himself growing numb to the pain a bit.

“A mortal then,” it said with a hiss. “To whom do you serve?”

“There is no name,” he said clenching his teeth. Hs voice came out like a hiss. “Just a feeling.”

Silence.

Jacob took a moment to look at the gem. Red and hard like stone itself, but a power within.

“I have no recollection of which of us ancients have been awoken,” the deep voice spoke. “But you have awoken a second now.”

“And what does that mean?”

“It means that I will have to find a champion for myself to use now.”

“And what will they champion?”

“They will champion me, the bringer of sorrowful desires.”

“What does that even mean?” he asked with a laugh.

“You dare laugh at me mortal?”

Another searing of pain went through him.