Fuck, fuck, fuck! And when it presses into my pink flesh in the corner opposite of the egg cluster stuck inside of me, it throbs hard and fast. There are four men walking around with who knows how many unhatched womb feeders in their dicks… I imagine the girl who’s like a sister to me going through what I’m going through without knowing why. “Oh fuck… “Are these babies already about to hatch?” I whisper, my jaw trembling. I lay there for nearly an hour poking and caressing the worm’s head until the pressure finally moves from my cervical opening back into my womb. That’s when I squeeze the turkey baster’s bulb to drip a bit of semen out, watching on screen as the grayish cum pours onto the layer of transparent goo. Then the arousal hit around the time I finished my second drink at the bar.
