It was early in the morning, the sun barely lighting up the sky. While most people were asleep, one person was already wide awake and heading out the door. Portia Rinne, a shy and extremely self-conscious office worker would be strolling down the road to the beach. She had gone on holiday for the first time in forever as she needed a bit of time to be on her own. Unfortunately, she had gone during quite the high season and had found herself staying at quite the popular beach resort. And with her being such a shy girl who preferred to not be seen, especially when clad in something less revealing than an office uniform, she had opted to go to the beach at a rather early time of the day. When she arrived at the beach front, there were no people at all, which was quite the relieve her. Then again, the past few days had been peaceful, so what was she expecting? She'd place down a beach towel and quietly headed to the quaint, peaceful water. Unfortunately, Portia didn't know that something was hiding below the waves not too far away from her, lurking around in the shallow waters...
Portia would slowly make her way into the water, going up to her belly button until gently lowering herself into the cool saltwater. The redhead would lean back, feeling the waves push against the back of her head whilst the rest of her body remained underwater. She soon closed her eyes and felt calmness overtake her. There was nobody to boss her around like when she was at work. There was nobody to bother her or make her feel uneasy. There were no deadlines or things she had to hand in. She was able to relax. Though as she quietly rested in the water, a dark shape started moving towards her, something large and alien. Portia didn't notice that a massive beast was surrounding her with its tentacles, circling her and eyeing her body. Soon though, Portia would raise her head from the water, taking a deep breath before noticing the strange shape. Portia was confused, squinting her eyes to see what it was. Was it some strange rock formation? Did she unknowingly drift towards a rockier part of the shore? Before she could even think of an answer, a tentacle darted towards her leg. She tried to take a step back, only to feel the strange tendril wrap around her ankle.
Portia would let out a yelp, though was quickly silenced as she was suddenly dragged down, being pulled into deeper waters. She'd try to grab a hold of the strange, slimy and muscular object that took her along. She tried yelling, but quit not too long after as she realised it would fill her lungs with water. Though realising she was going to deeper waters, she tried yelling. "SOMEONE HELP! I'M BEING-" Before she could say more, she was dragged even further away from the shore, no longer able to stand anywhere. She was pulled below the waves, her swallowing more seawater before being allowed to surface again. She'd let out some coughs, only to once again be pulled down as the creature brought her further away from the coast. She still tried fighting, though would soon look behind her and saw the beach being dangerously far away. "No! Stop! Please, let go!" She begged, hoping that whatever this thing was, it could hear her pleas. It did not though and once again pulled her back underwater. For quite some time though, the creature moved her around, Portia slowly getting exhausted and colder. Eventually, she couldn't even yell anymore as she had been drained of most of her energy. She was tired yet terrified, feared that she'd die out here. Alone and to a horrific creature. After a few more meek attempts to break free, Portia had entirely exhausted herself and was unable to resist in any form. The beach was now miles away and Portia struggled to even keep herself afloat. However, just as she started fearing that she'd sink and drown, something strange happened. She felt more of the slimy tendrils coming to her arms and legs, before keeping her up and allowing her to float. Portia seemed confused, soon speaking up. "W-What are... y-you doing?" She asked quietly, still thinking that the creature might actually be able to hear her. And hear her it did. Not even a moment later, a tentacle with a few small black dots popped up from the water. It looked right at Portia's face, allowing Portia to finally catch a glimpse of what the hell it was that took her here. And after inspecting her for some time, the creature started showing more of itself, revealing what it truly was…
The tentacle was... almost like a giant slug. It had the same texture and colour, but had no truly flat surface at all. It observed Portia further, not just using its eye tentacle but also getting several more tendrils which popped up from the water. The creature looked to see what Portia's body was like. It saw a girl of decent stature with a small chest and underdeveloped thighs. Though it was still pleased by her sweet face and her beautiful, spotless skin. She also had gorgeous red hair which, while normally in a ponytail, now flowed down the girls shoulders. It decided to get a bit more of a feeling of Portia's body, one tendril moving to her stomach before touching it. Portia blushed and mumbled. "W-What a-are you d-doing..." The tentacle touched her skin, rubbing it's slimy exterior on her and tasting it. For a minute, it felt all over Portia's body, several more tentacles joining in by touching her all over. They touched her arms, her feet, they went between her toes and around her thighs. One tendril even felt her face, circling her nose and cheek and touching her lips. It didn't take long for Portia to become scared though, and after her face was touched, she started panicking. "S-Stop... Th-this is... I-I don't... want th-this..." She whimpered anxiously, trying to push away the tentacles with her hands, to little effect. Each and every time she pushed one away, another took its place.
However, as things felt like they couldn't get worse for Portia, it would get ten times more horrific. One tendril moved to the strap which held her bra together, wrapping itself around the piece of plastic. "N-No! D-Don't touch that there! T-That's-" with a single click, her bra was detached and started floating away from her chest, Portia trying to grab it but suddenly feeling her arms being grabbed by several tendrils. They kept her arms pointing outwards, making it impossible to fight back. Portia looked down in horror, soon seeing her bare chest exposed to the creature. She blushed madly, letting out a more emotional yet soft whine. "Nooooo, stop! D-don't look a-at me!" Some of the tentacles moved towards her chest, some even touching her breasts. Portia felt them teasing her inquisitively, a couple of tendrils even circling her nipples! One particularly thin tentacle even pushed against her nipples as Portia let out a soft moan. The tentacles started rubbing her nipples, continuing to circle her areola and making them become erect from the pleasure. Eventually, the creature started gently tugging her teat, grappling on to it and doing a circular movement with them. Portia let out some tears, her softly sobbing as she felt a mixture of embarrassment, discomfort and pleasure.
The creature was far from being done with Portia though, two tentacles soon heading for her panties. They wrapped between her panties and her thighs, before pulling them down. Portia's eyed widened as she spoke up desperately. "No! Don't! N-Not there! Please!" Her begging was completely ignored, the creature completely removing the piece of clothing and getting a nice look at Portia's virgin lower lips. Her legs were spread by two other tentacles, forcing Portia to look on in terror. Two tentacles approached her lower half, seemingly admiring her lower entrance. They saw Portia's insides, untouched and still completely virgin. Her labia had a salmon pink colour and she had no hair surrounding her entrance. Her clit was an adorable and tiny pink nub which stood surprisingly erect already, seemingly trembling in the cold ocean water. The tentacles weren't just interested in her pussy though, eventually turning her around and getting a look at her ass. Given that her thighs weren't too thick, her ass was not that impressive either. Even then, the tentacles pulled her ass cheeks apart, Portia going silent in horror as the creature got a look at her anus. Her hole was a puckered little star, clearly never having been used in any way aside from its intended purpose. Though that would certainly change today...
Portia felt the cold water against her anus, the poor redhead sniffling and sobbing. She tried breaking free from the tentacles grasp, but found their grip to be too powerful. Her arms and legs were kept spread, her anus on display and her chest continuing to be teased. The huge creature would eventually surface from the water, finally giving Portia a good look at the creature. Portia was left pale in fear as she saw a giant, reddish brown mass of tentacles connected to some sort of sluglike creature. The beast had an almost uncountable number of tentacles, each one ending in a different kind of protrusion. The beast also pulled Portia completely up from of the water, her cold body now up in the slightly less cold air. Portia reacted at the sight of the beast in the most expected manner, letting out a cry of absolute horror. She tried shaking her head, the creature not letting go as she once again tried screaming for help. Though no help would come to rescue her. She was at the monsters mercy and it had decided that she would fulfil the purpose it had sought someone like her out for.
A set of thin tentacles akin to those spreading her ass apart approached her lower lips, the fleshy tendrils grabbing onto her labia before spreading them. Portia tried closing her legs, but exhaustion and the beast's sheer strength ensured that there was little resistance on her part. The creature spread her pussy, showing her throbbing, salmon pink hole to the outside world. Her urethra was perfectly visible, along with the wet and dark tunnel to her womb, her hymen still intact. With her pussy in view, dozens of tentacles akin to the one at her nipples approached, Portia freezing in fear before whispering in terror. "No... not there..." The tentacles didn't listen, instead starting to rub her vulva. The slimy, rubbery tendrils assaulted her most sacred of places, molesting her. It didn't take long for Portia to let out her voice though, moaning softly though trying to hold her voice back. The creature circled her vagina, not going deeper inside of her as they seemed to mainly be doing some foreplay. One tendril would move to her clit, tugging on it. It was just like how they tugged her nipples, making her let out an obscene yell. The sensation of her clit being tugged send a shock through her body, going up her stomach and chest to her head as she started panting. "Nooo! Ahhh, s-stop iiit! Ahhhh hahhhh!" The beast continued to ignore her plights, sending in another tendril to push into a different hole. Portia clenched her teeth as she felt a slimy, rubbery tendril worm its way shallowly into her pisshole. It plugged the hole up, making her feel a sharp pain mixed with a strange pleasure.
Portia's breasts and pussy were being viciously assaulted, the intrusive touching overwhelming her with unwanted pleasure. With Portia not being the type to indulge in self-pleasure very often, the forceful teasing made her reach a climax surprisingly quickly. Portia felt the intense build-up of warmth from her nether-region, the warmth intensifying until reaching a crescendo. At that point, she let out a loud unwanted moan, letting the beast hear her delightful squeal of pleasure as she came. From her pussy, a squirt of clear liquid spurted free, a single tendril tasting it throughout the water it landed in. The beast found the taste delightful, it being warm, slightly salty yet also very fragrant. It was the proper taste of a females insides. Portia was less than pleased though, panting and leaning her head back limply. She felt so ashamed to cum from a tentacle. She just hoped the beast would be done soon, but the worst was yet to come. In fact, things were about to become truly nightmarish to Portia.
After assaulting her vulva enough to make her cum, the feeler tendrils retreated from Portia's groin, though her pussy remained spread. Portia would've been relieved by the sight, were it not for something truly spine-chilling which emerged from the water. A single, slimy, thick, tentacle with a visible opening at the end. A clear liquid leaked from the opening as it snaked its way to her lower lips, almost as if it was making a show out of itself. Portia panted and tried resisting one final time, her attempts still being futile. "Please, n-no… l-let me... g-go... I... b-beg of you..." The redhead said under her breath before the huge thing started prodding her insides. Her vagina had been lubed up significantly due to the pleasure she had been forced through, likely making the insertion more manageable. Still, Portia knew this would hurt, but was more worried about giving her first time to... this thing. Portia looked down, letting out several pained whines as she felt her insides touching the cold tentacle which so far had only entered shallowly. She gritted her teeth, tears rolling down her cheeks as she watched the tentacle slide into her. She felt the cold, fleshy intruder slowly slide into her, until she felt a painful pop. Not long after, she noticed some blood coming from between the tendril and her vagina as she started sobbing again. Her cherry had been popped. She was deflowered by a monster.
The creature slid its tentacle in further and further, Portia continuing to feel immense pain from the rape she was going through. Despite the beast entering her slowly, it didn't change the fact that it hurt immensely. The creature kept on going deeper until it reached her cervix. Portia felt her deepest parts touching the opening to the tendril, yet soon felt something even more disgusting. The tendril would seem to push against her cervix, the opening to her womb being spread open by force. Portia let pained wails slip from her lips as she felt the tentacle pushing past her cervix and partially into her womb. Finally, it came to a stop and she was left gasping in agony. The tendril had gone as deep as possible, managing to enter her womb, a woman's most sacred place. What was the tentacle going to do now? How could it defile her even further? Portia didn't know and honestly feared what would come next. Unfortunately for her, it wouldn't take long as she looked at the main body the tentacle had sprouted from. Several bulges were moving their way down the tentacle and towards Portia's pussy, the redhead panicking and mumbling. "N-No... P-Please, you can't! N-Not in there! D-Don't… p-push anything in theeeere!" Portia's begging fell on deaf ears once more, not that the creature would even consider to stop doing what it was about to do. The bulges slowly moved forward, several tendrils returning to her nipples, clit and urethra to tease her further. Portia shook her head as the bulges slowed down right in front of her cunt, almost as it the beast wanted her to take in what was about to happen. Finally, the first bugle reached her vulva and Portia moaned. She felt the bulges pressing down against her insides, sliding deep into her lower body. Portia felt them moving up to her cervix, her eyes widening and her gritting her teeth. The bulge spread her cervix even further apart, causing an intense burning sensation. After pushing with substantial force against her cervix, the bulge finally pushed past it. She then felt the bulge plop free from the tendril. She didn't need to see the object to know what it was. Onto the flesh of her womb, a small and round egg had been deposited. A foreign creature's offspring now deep inside her. It wasn't the only one though and Portia soon felt more bulges following through, all of them heading for her womb.
Portia kept on sobbing uncontrollably, though she had ran out of tears by this point, heaving and letting out miserable wails. She was defiled by this beast, deflowered and turned into a nest for its disgusting, alien eggs. Why did it have to do this to her? Why did it torture her like this? Unfortunately, the beast was far from done with her, as it was just getting started with making Portia into a seedbed to its offspring. For starters, there was another hole to be filled. As Portia sniffled in defeat, she noticed another thick tentacle approaching from behind. She closed her eyes and whispering. "No... No more... S-Someone, save me…" The large tendril started pushing against her anus, parting the puckered hole by force. Portia felt immense pain as a hole usually reserved for being an exit was now used as an entrance. The insertion made her tight asshole spread slowly, Portia fearing that her hole would tear apart. It didn't though, the creature surprisingly enough being somewhat careful with her back entrance. After some time, her hole had been stretched enough by the tendril for it to shallowly enter her large intestines. It tried pushing even deeper, Portia feeling sick as her depths started getting filled with cold, rubbery flesh. The tendril crept further into her intestines, not finding an end to her hole anytime soon. It didn't take long for the tip to reach the first bend in her belly, thankfully stopping there. Though to Portia, even this was too far of an invasion into her body. Portia looked down at herself, seeing the two tendrils which invaded her lower entrances. Both were filled with dozens of ping pong ball sized bulges, which moved towards her pussy and now her anus as well. Portia moaned and cried out in a mixture of unwanted pleasure and agonizing pain, the first set of eggs finally reaching her back entrance. Portia groaned as the first egg spread her anus even further than before, her really now worrying that her insides would tear. Fortunately, the slow pushing ensured that her entrance remained intact. And once half of the bulge had passed her anus, stretching her hole as far as it could probably go, it'd plop past her anus, finally entering her intestines. Portia felt the bulge travelling the wrong way through her body, going up her depths instead of out. The slow pushing had the unfortunate side effect of making all the bulges near her ass line up closely near her asshole, the next egg pushing in not even a second after the previous one slipped into her ass. The first bulge would soon reach the end of the tendril in her rear though, as the cold hard thing would pop free in her intestines, her able to feel it deep inside of her where it didn't belong...
For a short time, this was all Portia would feel. Her womb taking in numerous eggs whilst her intestines were filled with eggs as well. Slowly but surely, her belly started bulging, her feeling the large clumps of eggs adding to her weight. It became harder for her to breath, her breathing becoming slightly raspy due to a mixture of her constantly moaning, crying and due to the weight that was starting to push against her upper torso. Eventually though the assault on her nether regions made her cum again. Though before her pussy could let out a squirt of her warm femcum, the creature moved in with a new tentacle. One that ended with an opaque dome of some kind. It latched onto her vulva between the tentacle in her pussy and the one shallowly in her urethra, Portia soon feeling a pleasurable suction sensation. As she then let out a moan and a climax, the sucker tentacle would seem to vacuum up her squirt, sucking it up and swallowing it down. It was disgusting to Portia, who realised this creature was lapping up her juices as it raped her. Unfortunately, more of these sucker tentacles would approach her, this time latching onto her nipples as Portia let out shocked and pleasured gasps. They were sucking on her breasts, almost as if they wanted a taste of her non-existent mother milk...
For what felt like an eternity, the creature filled Portia up, her belly blowing up to the size of a thoroughly pregnant woman. She first looked two months pregnant, then five months pregnant. Eventually her belly had grown so large with eggs that Portia imagined herself being unable to walk normally! Yet the beast didn't seem satisfied. Her belly would stretch to the level of a woman pregnant with triplets before finally stopping. Portia saw the bulges no longer coming towards her, her wanting to feel relieved but being unable to due to how swollen her stomach was. Her intestines were filled to the brim and the eggs in her womb were pushing against every square inch of her insides. They were even pressing into her fallopian tubes, unable to enter but still being felt by Portia. The eggs weren't just normal eggs either. They were able to release a special substance to make Portia's insides feel greater pleasures, meaning that their stay in there would soon go from uncomfortable or painful to pleasurable and enjoyable. They even had the side-effects of promoting ovulation so that Portia would be able to breed even more often without the tentacles. Not that Portia knew any of this. In fact, if she knew the horrors of what was happening to her insides, she'd most likely ask to be killed out of mercy.
Still, the first half of Portia's session was just finished as the tentacle soon started up phase two. The two tendrils in her ass and pussy started turning and vibrating, Portia letting out repeated moans. But instead of releasing anything more into Portia's depths, the tentacles seemed to actually be trying to dislodge themselves. The tentacle in her pussy let go of her cervix, the hole refusing to close even after the tentacle pulled itself free. In her ass, the tentacle slid out with a bit more ease, her anus not really clamping down on it anymore. The tentacle in her pussy was the first to come out, parts of it covered in blood from her torn hymen but most of it just glistening from her vaginal slime. Portia saw clear liquid oozing from between her legs, her panting before trying to push out the eggs. Unfortunately, it netted little results, her feeling a single egg blocking up her spread cervix. Her anus was a different story as the eggs remained lodged in her depths, her only really helping with pushing out the tentacle itself. Soon, the rubbery tendril came out with a wet plop, Portia feeling her asshole twitching as it refused to close. It felt hot and she had little control over the way her rear entrance pulsated. Portia still clenched her teeth and tried pushing, not wanting to keep these things in for long. In fact, she wanted them out right now. However the beast had other intentions with her.
As the ovipositors retreated back into the water, two different and new tentacles appeared. They were thick like the ones which had assaulted her lower holes, but ended in a far more slender tip with an opaque bulb followed by a long tip of some kind. It almost made Portia think of a huge syringe, something which didn't put her mind at ease whatsoever. Portia noticed the tendrils snaking towards her spread pussy and ass. The long tips soon slid into Portia's snatch and ass, the two sliding all the way in until the bulbs were pushing against her holes. Whilst the tendrils kept still for a moment, Portia would be shocked to suddenly feel the long tips starting to thrust and vibrate inside of her, making her moan and gasp once again. "Wh-what is thiiiis?! H-Haven't you... r-ruined me enooouuuuggghhh?!" Portia yelled in pain, pleasure and frustration. As they vibrated though, the bulbs started filling up with a turbid white glue-like substance. Seeing the white fluid building up in the domes, Portia was left terrified. It didn't take rocket science for her to figure out what the substance was. She was confused why the tentacle needed to fill her up with sperm though. Hadn't it already knocked her up?! Did it need to do such a disgusting, horrible act to her as well?! Whether or not she liked it, she would watch as the bulb filled to the brim with seed, the tips continuing to thrust and vibrate until Portia came again, her femcum continuing to be lapped up. Finally, Portia saw the bulbs contract and felt the tips stay still as warm sperm flooded her lower half. Her pussy would be flooded, the tip just barely being unable to press up against her cervix. In turn, her vagina was quickly coated with some of the seed that didn't flow into her womb. Still, with the bulb pushing against her vulva, the seed had no other direction to go than into Portia's womb. And surely enough, Portia eventually felt the hard, cold eggs in her womb being coated with fresh, sticky spunk. The seed would coat all the tiny orbs, it soon oozing downwards and creating a pool of the stuff. Unbeknownst to her, the ovulation-inducing effects had caused Portia to already release a small ova, something which would quickly find itself swarmed with tentacle sperm. Whatever would come from that, no-one knew…
The flood of sperm in Portia's rear was an even stranger sensation. Since the eggs in there were so incredibly deep, the tendril needed to really pump in quite the volume of seed for it to reach the eggs. Portia felt the sperm slowly but surely creep up her intestines, before finally reaching the first bend in her intestines and then sloshing past the bend and over the eggs which rested there. The glue-like liquid made her feel sick to her core, her stomach bloating even further from the fluid that was now added to it. Now that the eggs were coated in sperm, the true fertilization occurred as the sperm cells started burrowing into the hard shells of the eggs. Each egg would slowly have a little swimmer fuse with it, creating a new lifeform. The seed had an even more interesting effect which was beneficial to the tentacle. It had a calming effect and would also make Portia more susceptible to the idea of mating and caring for her offspring in the future. For now though, Portia's body was just a vessel, a warm place where the eggs could quickly gestate and form new lifeforms. Though the tentacle beast needed to ensure that Portia had enough nutrients in her body for her babies. Most of the sperm that hadn't fused would serve that purpose, but Portia needed to be changed a bit further to ensure she was fit as a mother.
As the tentacle filled Portia's lower half, a third tendril just like the one in her ass and pussy popped out of the water, this one aiming its way for her throat. Portia saw the thing approaching and tried moving her head away. "Oh goodness... N-No! I d-don't... wanna... No!" No matter what she demanded though, the beast did not give her mercy and soon tried pressing the tube against her lips. Portia closed her mouth and clenched her teeth, letting out muffled whimpers as she shook her head in refusal. She closed her eyes, feeling the tendril continuing to push against her teeth. Whilst she was tired and worn-down, Portia kept trying to fight back, refusing to suck off that vile thing! Despite her best efforts though, Portia had a limit of what she could take. And unfortunately, as she felt a climax approached, she felt weakness overtake her as she let out a moan which was quickly silenced by the tendril burrowing into her lips. Portia tried spitting the tendril out, but it buried itself to the back of her throat. Just like with her other holes, the tip would start thrusting violently, Portia's eyes widening as her throat was battered harshly. The tip of the tendril would push shallowly into her gullet, almost making her gag and allowing her to get a taste of the salty tentacle. The texture on her tongue was disgusting, being warty and rubbery, not to mention being coated in a disgusting layer of mucous. It tasted of sea-water with a hint of fishiness which made Portia nauseous. The texture and taste were unfortunately not overwhelming enough to take her attention away from the bulb in front of her face. It was filling with fresh seed, Portia trying to spit out the tentacle before it was too late. As to be expected, her efforts were futile and she soon felt the tip vibrate and twitch before unleashing a torrent of spunk down her throat. Portia tried keeping her throat shut though, not willing to swallow a single droplet of the foul stuff. However this proved to be a terrible mistake as the spunk load would start pooling into her mouth, Portia's cheeks swelling as it had no way to go whatsoever. The taste was horrendous, being this vile and salty taste which penetrated her taste buds and overwhelmed them with disgust. But worse was the pressure increase. Since she didn't swallow, the stuff had to either push down her gullet by force or past her lips… Though the tentacle ensured that the latter was no option. It wouldn't take long for her to feel her throat weakening as her cheeks ballooned, her soon feeling semen pushing past her throat. The pressure forced some of it to shoot through her nasal cavity and past her nostrils, her almost choking as she would finally concede and swallowed the nasty liquid. The climax would last very long, Portia thankfully having to swallow less and less over time.
Once the tentacle finished releasing a flood of semen down her throat, it started slowly pulling out. Portia's head hurt immensely and she'd almost throw up the second after the tentacle pulled free. Instead though, she'd cough and groan painfully for a solid minute, the tentacles in her ass and pussy slowly leaving. Once again, her two holes were left wide open. Though unlike before, her ruined holes twitched and spasmed as clear, white seed started dribbling from them. Her lower lips no longer looked like those of a virgin, having become red from the rough insertion it had gone through. Not to mention, the huge amount of semen which stained it. Portia's anus was in an even worse state, the hole refusing to close as Portia felt it leaking a long, sticky streak of semen. Though the effect of the sperm was already taking effect, any and all parts coated by it changing to become more sensitive. Worse though was Portia's one and only human egg cell, the one which had come from her ovary. It was already being swarmed with tentacle seed, soon fusing together as they found a space in the egg-filled cavity that was her womb to nestle up against. Just like the rest of the spawn inside of Portia though, it was bound to grow fast from all the nutrients they were surrounded with.
The beast would gently lower Portia into the water, her shivering as all the sensations her body had felt had completely overwhelmed and weakened her. It was impossible to really think straight or get used to normal sensations now. Especially the sensations from her groin, which started aching once it got surrounded by cold and prickly saltwater. The beast would carefully and calmly bring Portia back to land. Portia didn't know how long she had been held captive, but hardly cared. In fact, she was pretty much knocked out at this point. The beast was kind enough to take her bathing suit and put it on her, carefully dressing her up so that she wasn't completely naked once she was back at the beach. Eventually, Portia would feel the waves calming down as she looked around with a hazy expression. She could see the beach close-by, her even seeing her towel which she had left there. Unfortunately, there were also dozens of people nearby who had arrived at the beach. Portia looked down into the water, noticing the brown blob and staring at it in defeat. Once she was able to feel the sand against her back though, the creature would move back into the water, leaving Portia on her own. It took a minute for Portia to recollect herself, her leaning forward once she had regained some energy. She got seated in the water, taking deep breaths. Her ass and pussy still felt sore, her wanting to rub them as she could feel the eggs jostle inside of her belly.
Portia soon carefully got up, a few people on the beach looking concerned at her due to her gravid form. One kind stranger even went up to her and spoke to her softly. "Are you okay, ma'am? You look like you're not feeling all too well." Portia blushed and shook her head, trying to keep her balance as she spoke up. "N-No th-thanks… I-I'm f-f-fine…" The man still kept watching her, him likely assuming that she'd soon fall over or something. Portia took one step, letting out a gentle groan as she tried keeping her calm. Though as she looked around and noticed all the people staring at her, it started becoming more and more difficult for her to appear relaxed. All of them could see her huge, swollen belly. Thank god they couldn't see into her stomach and see what was actually in there, or else she'd truly be seen for the freak that she is. Still, she would carefully make her way to her towel, putting it around her shoulders as she started walking back to her summer house. Though as she walked, she couldn't help but hear murmurs around her. "Gosh, that women must have triplets in there." "I hope she's okay." "Is it really smart for her to go out like that when she's ready to pop?" There were also a few more… lewd comments, all of which embarrassed Portia to no avail. "Dang, someone must've gotten lucky whilst knocking her up!" "That's one sexy preggo gal." "Surprised her breasts aren't too large…" It was then that she heard something which made her panic immensely. "What's that white stuff coming from her groin?" Some guy asked, Portia realising that her ass and cunt were still leaking fresh sperm. She'd take her bath towel, putting it around her thighs in the hopes that no-one would see it, but that didn't stop her from leaving a trail of white slime behind her, plenty of still warm seed oozing from her anus and lower lips. Worse, the thought of being gawked at like this and the sensation of fresh seed leaving her were making her aroused once more… Still, she was able to keep herself collected, as she eventually managed to leave the beach. She passed a few more people who did look curiously at her, but they thankfully didn't say much.
Portia spend the rest of the day wondering what to do. Asking for a doctor seemed out of the question to her for various reasons. She didn't want to be dissected like some kind of alien for one. But more importantly, and far more concerning, she didn't want to cause harm to the creatures inside her. The thought popped up in her head not that long after the whole affair with the beast and made her fear that the eggs were doing something to her mind. For her to feel concern for their wellbeing whilst they sat inside her?! Those concerned thoughts couldn't be her own. And she would be right, as the eggs would spend their time secreting substances to change Portia's body, to make it more fit for the inevitable birthing session she'd go through… The question was if she was prepared for those changes…