Asstr Uterus

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Asstr Uterus

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“No, not me, nono, please let me go, please…”


Hannah’s voice was shaky and barely more than a whisper as she scrambled backwards across the deck. Her hands were sweaty and couldn’t get much purchase on the wood, so she scrabbled with her shoes, little by little, desperate to escape the thing that had now fixed its attention to her.


Try as she might, the gap between her and IT was shrinking as the thing moved smoothly in her direction. It seemed somehow confident, unhurried even, a predator stalking its prey. Hannah kicked out in desperation only for it to move with amazing swiftness and grab her ankle. She cried out in pure panic as the tentacle coiled up her leg, quickly followed by another to reel her in by her other foot. In less than five seconds the monster had overwhelmed her and she was pinned and helpless.


“NOOOO! HELP! MOMMY! HELP ME! HELmmmph.”


A final tentacle encircled her face and cut off her screams.


The six girls, all in the fourth grade, had gathered to practice their dance recital for their elementary school’s Spring Celebration show next week. Their dance club was going to perform a short piece called, “Fairies In The Grove” and this had been their first dress rehearsal, held on a sunny Saturday at their teacher’s house, out on her shady back deck.


The dance was not complicated and the ten year olds (except for Lacey who was still only nine) were enjoying themselves in their leafy, feathery brief little costumes, especially the fairy wings every girl got to wear.


They’d finished practicing - it had gone very well - and Miss Hornby had brought out two pitchers of lemonade while she attended to something in the house. The six of them were drinking and talking excitedly, as young girls often do, when Britney piped up. “Hey guys, guys, I read something really cool and I wanna try it. It’s a spell that can make us fly like fairies, for real!”


Ophelia rolled her eyes, “Suuuuure Britney. Because fairies exist. I totally saw one this morning in fact.”


“I didn’t say it would make us fairies, that would be silly. It’ll make our wings like proper wings.” The irony of this was lost on Britney.


Ophelia shot back, “Sounds like something baby Lacey would believe in.”


“Hey! Don’t call me baby, your birthday was only last month.” Lacey stamped her foot and her ginger curls shivered. Anger flashed over Ophelia’s face for a moment and faded to remorse.


It was Diamond who made peace. She was best friends with Britney. “Guys, it probably won’t work and if so, no biggie. Britney, what do we do? Is it short? You have to admit it would be pretty cool to fly.”


“You hold hands in a circle with me in the middle and go around me while I say the words. I learned them by heart so we could do it.”


Shyla sighed and Ophelia shook her head, but they agreed to humour Britney. Her silly ideas never worked, but she didn’t say sad for very long, especially if her friends only teased her a little bit. The five of them gathered around Britney.


“No, the other way, so you can’t see me.”


They turned away from her, linked hands and began to move counter-clockwise. Britney had read this was called Widdershins and was supposed to be extra magical, so she was confident the spell would work. She stood with her arms raised and her eyes closed and said the magic words.”


“Sky-queens mark my friends and I,”
“All seeking elevation.”
“Hear my plea for us to fly,”
“Given in supp..lication?”
“Finding our place in the sky,”
“Wings worn in preparation,”
“Treasuring the gift of flight.”
“The wind our fascination,”
“Freedom used only for right,”
“The clouds our destination,”
“Share with us your queenly might,”
“So we may know elation!”


Britney clapped her hands and the girls stopped. She gave an experimental jump but nothing had changed. They dropped their hands and stepped back. Hannah wiggled her shoulders and her wings shook a little bit, but they were just the same old fake fabric wings as before. Britney jumped again, a little higher this time, but her feet thumped against the deck.


Ophelia spoke first. “Ok, that’s over with, bad luck Brit.”


“Maybe it takes a little bit for the magic to work…”


Lacey shook her head and touched Britney’s shoulder. “Magic’s not real, hon. It was a cute poem though. Did you make it up?”


“No, it came from a book. A spell book. I guess I’m not a good enough sorceress…” Britney’s face fell.


Diamond picked up her lemonade, but immediately set it back down. The sun had gone in and a little bit of a cool breeze had blown on her.


Diamond pointed and the other five turned to look. A ring of mist was forming by the steps down to the garden. Someone dropped a cup, but the clatter and splash didn’t register with any of them as they watched the circle of fog thicken and swell. The space inside the ring seemed to ripple, then ripple more strongly, like a finger poking a pond and then, with a sort of jumbling and tangling it… changed… so that they could no longer see the garden through it, but some entirely different place.


“What did you do Brit?! Oh wow it’s…” Lacey clapped her hands to her face and her voice trailed off.


They could see trees, big, mossy trees, and thick grass. The other place was quite dimly lit, everything greenish, with long shadows. None of them had ever seen that place before. Then there was movement. Big brown humps came into view from left and right. They did not stop, but simply began to crowd through the portal and onto the wooden deck.


The six girls were frozen in shock, but when the first hump began to uncoil itself Ophelia screamed. The thing was a mass of tentacles, long and thick tentacles waving slowly, all attached to a broad bulb about three feet high and two feet wide. Every inch of the beast was glossy with slime and it began to glide towards the group.


Shyla, who had said nothing about the spell or its apparent aftermath, now stepped forward.


“HEY! Go back in there and don’t you dare touch my friends!”


Feet planted and arms raised, the ten year old snarled at the advancing horror. Its response was immediate; it burst forward and entwined her in its rubbery grasp. Thick tentacles swept her off her feet and forced her to the ground, smearing brown goop on her fair hair and everywhere else they gripped.


Lacey and Diamond were captured next, caught before they could move, and neither Britney nor Ophelia got more than four steps before they too were dragged down. Only Hannah, furthest from the portal, lasted any time at all, but after she tripped there was no escape for her either.


Miss Hornby stepped onto the deck to find six captives, four struggling fiercely and two limp in fear, all being dragged away. She showed no surprise and simply pointed at the portal. The creatures surged forward until all had left. The teacher smiled and stepped through behind them. With barely a sound, the portal shivered, shimmered and collapsed. The mist melted away. A few dark trails and a few ice cubes were the only signs that anything had happened.


Hannah felt her body bump against the ground a few times and could see only flashes of light between the overhead branches as she was dragged along. She had gone limp and her mind was a little detached as she tried to come to terms with the impossibility of what was happening. The air was humid and smelled earthy, and she could tell she was damp with sweat.


The girls were brought to a forest glade ringed by trees and each was forced onto her back against a great tree root. Their arms and legs were pulled wide apart and their wrists, elbows, knees and ankles were held fast by some sort of stiff, rubbery creepers. A final tendril snaked across their chest at armpit height, completely immobilising them. Hannah felt something tug at her costume and a light, sharp point against her skin as the fabric was slit in several places; two at her chest, a long one across her tummy and a long, vertical tear between her legs from front to back. Her leotard was soaked between her legs and realised she must have wet herself at some point. At least it was only number one, she thought to herself and giggled; she was dangerously close to hysteria. Lastly, her shoes were slipped off her feet.


Hannah craned her head up and saw their kidnappers coil themselves back up and glide away through the trees, their work done. Her friends were all held just as fast as she was. Shyla was struggling to get free but not getting anywhere. Ophelia was cursing and her voice sounded hoarse. Lacey was so pale and limp she might have been unconscious. Britney and Diamond were also looking around, but both were crying and didn’t seem to notice her. She wondered where she’d been brought and what would happen to her next.


“Good afternoon, girls. Is everyone feeling secure? I’m sure you have a lot of questions about what just happened to you.”


Hannah was nearly overcome with relief. “Miss! Thank god, get us out of here, we’ve got to escape!”


Miss Hornby chuckled and waved to Hannah, but made no move to help her. Instead she began to talk in her usual, friendly voice.


“You’ve been stolen, Hannah, and the rest of you. Stolen from your world into mine, where you’ll stay. I won’t help you escape and anyway the portal closed behind you. Your new life begins now and the sooner you accept it, the happier you’ll be.”


“The stealers, whom you met, and the seeders, whom you’ll meet shortly, are the only male creatures left in this world. Our sisterhood eradicated all the others because we didn’t need them.We don’t mate with the likes of them, or bear children, because we don’t need to. We use human children to breed more stealers and seeders and, when we choose, sisters.”


Hannah could not believe what she had just heard. Her dance teacher, a woman she looked up to and trusted and always wanted to please, was saying she’d betrayed her. She’d watched a few illicit horror films at friends’ houses during sleepovers, but none of them were as scary as this!


Miss Hornby continued, her voice still calm, just as if she was explaining some new dance step.


“Younger girls produce a better crop of hatchlings, and you’re all just the right age. You’ll be kept here and seeded again and again until you’ve been worn out. Once that happens we’ll find other uses for you. If we like you, you might wind up as slaves in the great palace, or in the pleasure hive. If not, well, there are fates for any child.”


“I’m very fond of you, Lacey, I think your future is safe as long as you can be obedient. Yours too, Hannah, you’re a likable young thing. Diamond, black girls are rare enough here that you’ll be a novelty if nothing else. You other three, well, who knows?”


Miss Hornby turned her gaze to Britney, who was trembling as she listened to her teacher say all these awful things. The girl wanted to hide her face, but didn’t dare look away.


“Your silly attempt at magic was quite a coincidence, wasn’t it? As if any human child could do magic, but I bet you thought you made the portal open, didn’t you? I was already working my own magic when you started that stupid ritual with that stupid poem and it had nothing to do with you.”


Hannah finally found her voice, although weak and uncertain.


“But, miss, my parents know where I am - was - and they’ll tell the police. You can’t get away and they’ll make you tell what you did and you’ll have to bring us back.”


Miss Hornby laughed and came closer to the restrained, helpless girl.


“I won’t go back to that life, so there’ll be no-one to ask. I’ll have a new face, a new home and a new group of children to steal. So don’t expect any rescue, it’s not like in an adventure film.”


“Well, kids, that’s enough talk. You need to be seeded. The seeders will fill up all your holes so you’ll have everything your body needs. They’ll also give you your first orgasm. Once that happens you won’t be able to pass through the portal even if it’s open; you’ll be magically trapped here forever. Try to enjoy the next few months.”


Their teacher walked away as all six girls erupted into wails, sobs and pleadings, all ignored as she passed between the trees and out of sight.


Shyla spoke first. “Are we dreaming? Yeah, that’s it, this is just a nightmare, yeah?”


Ophelia replied angrily. “It’s not a dream you dummy! She’s going to make us have sex with monsters or something and if you’re not okay with that we’ve got to figure out how to get away!” She writhed and strained but her bonds would not budge. She gave a howl of frustration, but kept trying.


Hannah was trying to work out what an orgasm was. It must be to do with sex, maybe? She knew what sex was, and she knew how to hump her pillow, and she knew the shower made her feel tingly ‘down there’ sometimes, but she wasn’t sure if that’s what it meant. Her friend Amy would know, she liked to watch sex videos, but she wasn’t here to ask. Amy had talked about ‘cumming’, was that the same thing? Whatever it was, she couldn’t let it happen to her.


Britney screamed loudly and then screamed again. The other girls shut up and looked at her pale face. She was staring at the trees.


“Something’s there. I saw it move!”


Before Hannah could figure out where Britney was looking, something crawled into the glade and her blood turned to ice water at the sight of it. It was white, larger than the stealers and less blob-like, but no less frightening. It came on all fours, its stubby limbs holding up a squat torso and with a bulb in front that could be a sort of head. But the thing that caught Hannah’s attention was its spray of tentacles.


They were larger than the stealers’ and they looked very strong. Hannah could see their muscle flex because their skin was slightly translucent. Two came from its shoulders, more sprouted from its sides and several reared up from somewhere behind or underneath it, but the scariest was the one that came out of the top of its head. All stretched towards Lacey as it advanced on the terrified fourth grader.


Lacey panted and squealed as the thing came closer and closer. “No, no, no, no, not me, not me, not me.”


Several more of the grotesque monsters followed this first one and fanned out, one per girl, unhurried but steadfast. Diamond turned her head and threw up as hers got closer.


Britney wailed, “We’re so screwed!” and Ophelia retorted, “No, but we’re about to be!”


The first tentacles touched Lacey’s bare toes and her body jerked although she could not get away. They slithered up her legs, leaving a thick trail of slime behind them, over her hips, up her sides until they could coil around her arms. As the seeder clambered on top of the terrified girl two tentacles encircled her legs. One wrapped itself around her neck with its free end on her chest, seeking out a cut in the fabric. Another slipped behind her back and around to the other chest slit.


The seeder hovered over Lacey, firmly connected to her tiny body. It had a strong and unpleasant smell; salty and slightly bitter. Its thick, glistening slime occasionally dripped onto her. When the first drop landed on her face she shuddered and tried to turn her head away, but the tentacle around her neck prevented that.


Hannah had been mounted in just the same way. The tentacles felt warm, slippery and wet against her skin, but quite firm. They squeezed her thighs and torso and, for one dreadful second, her neck. She felt something brush against her flat chest and then lock on to her nipples with a tickle, then sucking hard on both of them. It was painful and tingly and… something else as well that she couldn’t place.


Before she had a chance to get used to that, she felt the tip of another tentacle trace its way from her hip across and down her stomach and ibetween her legs. Hannah was confused at first, but then she realised it was heading for her kitty! She squeaked as the tentacle’s tip brushed down her exposed mound, across that little nubbin - which was hard and she didn’t know why - poked between her lower lips before finding the entrance to her secret place. She thought it was going to slide right inside her, but it only nuzzled the opening before moving back to toy with her pleasure button.


She was incredibly ashamed to be touched down there even though there was nothing the girl could do to stop the foul creature from probing her body. The beast continued to stimulate her clitoris, pressing and suckling and twisting it with the end of its tentacle, still doing the same things to both of her nipples. Hannah started to feel the way she felt when she needed to hump the pillow even though she was being used in this dreadful way.


Waves of pleasure began to radiate from Hannah’s clitoris and her pussy began to feel hot. The appendage slid back down and started to explore her vagina, slowly at first but then a little more deeply and quickly. Hannah panted and cooed with enjoyment as her pussy was penetrated harder and stretched wider. She was being used for sex for the first time in her young life and it felt so good she could almost forget that she was bound and held fast by a hideous monster. She whispered, “yes, more, please, it’s nice,” as the tentacle fucked her with a strong rhythm.


There was a tickle between her buttocks and then she felt something press against her butt hole. She squeezed tight, but the tentacle was too strong. She felt it force its way inside and begin to stretch her butt hole. She didn’t want this at all and moaned, “Noooooo, nono, not there, take it out, that’s bad,”


She started to cry as the prtoruberance violated her back passage, expanding her uncomfortably each time it pushed past her tender muscle. The seeder pumped her pussy harder and brought another tentacle to play with her clit, increasing her pleasure despite all her distress. Hannah felt a powerful feeling sweep through her, like when she humped her pillow, but stronger and much, much better. Her muscles clenched, straining against her bonds and squeezing the tentacles in her sex and ass as hard as she could. Intense pleasure crashed through her brain and she howled. Is this the orgasm, she thought as the seeder worked her over, slurping and pistoning and manipulating all the sexual parts of her immature body.


The seeder grew rougher with her, squeezing her all over, its tentacles driving hard and fast in and out of her holes, forcing them to stretch painfully wide. The pleasure dissolved into suffering as she was brutally fucked. She begged, “Stop, no, stooooop, I don’t want this, stop, please, oh god, stop hurting me,” but the pallid, hideous thing paid no attention.


The glade was filled with the sounds of young girls experiencing ecstasy and agony, mixed with the slithery slaps of appendages invading orifices. Every girl had cum by now - Ophelia and Shyla had each managed two orgasms - and all six of them were being subjected to more and more intense pain as their cruel rapes continued.


Hannah felt a spike of agony as the tentacle in her pussy forced its way past her cervix and into her uterus, sliding more of itself into her than before. At the same time it pushed deeper into her bottom and her poor asshole was stretched to its limit. The seeder used her more and more roughly with each stroke, its torso shaking because of its speed and power.


By now poor Hannah was screaming incoherently. Her eyes rolled back and she panted, aware of nothing but how much pain she was in. Suddenly the tentacle around her neck twisted upward and between her lips. It darted over he
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