Alien Invasion 1-4

Chapter One: The Arrival

One year, on a night of meteor shower, a small meteorite broke through the atmosphere and struck an open
area on the outskirts of Tokyo, Country Y. It created a crater 3 meters in diameter. Nearby residents called the police, who
arrived at the scene immediately and contacted experts for examination.

After examination, the experts breathed a sigh of relief—no organic
matter , seemingly eliminating concerns about foreign bacteria or other unidentified organisms entering Earth's atmosphere. They also
told the media that no organic biological reactions or substances
harmful . However, while the experts were rejoicing at the absence of any anomalies, they failed
to notice the grooves on the outer shell, nor did anyone suspect that these grooves might contain some mysterious substances.

The next morning, at a greenhouse in a plant maintenance base near the impact site, a worker who came for a morning inspection
discovered a hole in the roof and immediately called his colleagues to help repair it. Little did they know, the story would
begin .

Chapter Two: Invasion

More than a month has passed since the meteorite impact, and it's no longer considered anything
unusual ; it's been replaced by new topics.

The Iguchi family, a middle-class family living in Tokyo, owns a typical two-story house in Japan. The
patriarch, Yukio Iguchi, was a mid-ranking officer in the Self-Defense Forces
who died . To cover up corruption and ground maintenance issues within the Self-Defense Forces, the government paid the Iguchi family a large
sum in compensation. His wife, Yoko Iguchi, was unaware of this and was devastated upon hearing the news. With
the support , Yoko raised her kindergarten-aged daughter, Saori, and entrusted the compensation money
to a financier. The economy had been good in recent years, and they had accumulated considerable wealth. Yoko had also quit
her job as a saleswoman in a department store's lingerie section to become a full-time housewife.

At 36, Yoko was well-maintained, with a delicate oval face and long, smooth hair that reached past her shoulders. Yoko
has a voluptuous , but her long, beautiful legs are particularly captivating. Standing at 165cm, she often wears short skirts to
show off her legs, which are a large, full D-cup. Her daughter, Saori, has inherited her mother's looks, with long,
beautiful legs and a budding C-cup, making this 16-year-old high school girl radiate vitality. Standing together, outsiders often
mistake them for sisters, not mother and daughter.

[Mrs. Iguchi, good morning. Want to buy some fresh fish?] [Mrs. Iguchi, these eggs just arrived today;
they're perfect for making onsen tamago (soft-boiled eggs).] [Madam, this is freshly arrived beef, top-grade 5A quality.] The weekend
morning market is as bustling as ever. Yoko comes to the market to buy some groceries and chats with her neighbors. Her daughter
will be home from school today, so she'll cook some of her signature dishes for her. Speaking of her daughter, Yoko's face is filled with happiness. Her
daughter lived up to expectations, gaining admission to the local prestigious high school with excellent grades. She's a valuable assistant to her teachers and was even selected for the school's
swimming team to participate in national competitions, winning numerous awards. The daughter was also very obedient and sensible. Although she lived at school most of the time, she helped her mother with housework
when she was home and was also a very good cook.

After buying groceries, Yoko took the bus home. When she got home, her daughter was already there.
Yoko changed into her pajamas and they
cooked . After the meal, Saori took out the gift she had prepared for her mother.

"Mom, look, this is a dress I bought for you in your size." "Saori, you're such
a spendthrift!" Yoko smiled and opened the package. It was a purple dress, elegant and sophisticated, and with a few
pieces of jewelry she looked like a noblewoman. Yoko was very pleased.

"I saved up my prize money from the competition. Do you like it, Mom?" "Yes, I love it.
I love everything my daughter gives me." "Mom, I also bought a snake plant. It'll be perfect for the greenhouse. You
like taking care of plants too, Mom." "My sweet daughter, you're so thoughtful. Come on, let's move this pot
up to the balcony greenhouse so it can get some sun this afternoon." The mother and daughter tidied up the house together, tending to the plants. Afterward, the daughter
's short break ended, and she took the bus back to school. Yoko stayed home and practiced yoga.
Since her husband's passing, Yoko had focused on raising her daughter. Now that her daughter was older and the family
had , she had started growing plants and practicing yoga. Tending to the plants made her feel refreshed and comfortable. Practicing
yoga made handstands effortless, and her abdominal exercises not only eliminated her "spare tire" but also made
backbends and even allow her to do the splits. Most importantly, leg exercises made any
static pose effortless, giving her a more defined butt and boosting hormone secretion, resulting in more
radiant skin. This was her secret to maintaining her youthful appearance. That

evening, after washing up, Yoko tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. In her husband's absence,
she felt empty, lonely, and helpless. It was her daughter, Saori, who had helped her regain her strength and shoulder her burdens. But today
, the molestation had resurfaced this long-standing emptiness and loneliness. Her husband's face, the scene of their wedding, flashed through
her mind. Yoko opened a small bottle of sake, drank a little, and, aided by the alcohol, slowly drifted off to sleep.

At midnight, in the quiet greenhouse on the balcony, the snake plant her daughter had given her sat on the shelf. The soil in the pot slowly
loosened and swayed, and a brownish-red fleshy stem broke through
the soil, from which an egg the size of a pigeon's egg slowly emerged. Meanwhile, the snake plant in the pot withered visibly, becoming
nourishment for the fleshy stem. This strange "plant" emitted a strange fragrance. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed, followed by
a torrential downpour.

Chapter 3 Parasitism

Early in the morning, Yoko got up, washed up, and made breakfast as usual. The news on TV was broadcasting those
boring and tedious . After finishing the housework, she went to the balcony greenhouse. Before she even got close to the door, Yoko smelled a
delicate fragrance, very fragrant and pleasant, but she couldn't remember what kind of flower it was.

[It must be some kind of flower. Let's open it and see.] Opening the door to the balcony greenhouse, the fragrance became even stronger.
Yoko took a satisfied breath, opened the window to let in some fresh air, and was about to tend to the plants when she was suddenly startled
. The snake plant her daughter had given her was gone. In its place was a strangely shaped, purplish-red plant with a "flower bud" on top,
both ugly and sinister, emitting its fragrance with the breeze.

"What is this thing?" Yoko stared at the plant in disbelief, slowly approaching to examine it
closely . Overnight, without her knowledge, the stalk had grown to 30cm long and
over 5cm in diameter. The opening of the "bud" twitched slightly, as if it were about to bloom. Yoko reached out and touched the purplish-red
stalk; its surface was clearly textured, and its appearance and feel were strikingly similar to the vibrators sold in sex shops.

"It really looks like that thing." Yoko's face flushed, and her lower body became slightly wet. The thing felt
so good that she couldn't help but stroke it a couple of times with one hand. The plant's fragrance intensified, and under this scent,
the plant before Yoko's eyes slowly changed. "Yukio, is that you?" Yoko saw Yukio waving at her
, her penis twitching. Yoko suddenly lunged forward, her hands constantly caressing the "
penis ." "Yukio, you've finally come. Do you know how I've gotten through this year? Saori has finally
grown up ." "Yukio" didn't speak, stroking her hair. Yoko understood,
and lovingly caressed Yukio's "penis" with her small mouth, skillfully performing oral sex. She frequently glanced at "Yukio's" expression, and seeing
his joyful smile and encouraging eyes, she performed even more diligently. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the "flower bud" suddenly
opened, shooting a seed the size of a small pebble into Yoko, who was engrossed in the oral sex. Caught off guard, Yoko swallowed the
little thing directly, immediately feeling short of breath. Ignoring everything else, she quickly ran downstairs to the kitchen to drink water,
hoping to wash away the foreign object, but after struggling for a long time, it had little effect. Since the swallowed object didn't seem to have any other impact,
Yoko relaxed. Turning back to the greenhouse, she found the bonsai with the strange plant was
gone , replaced by a snake plant sitting perfectly still, as if nothing had happened.

"I must be too tired," Yoko thought to herself. "I'm seeing things too much, really." Then
she went to tend to the other plants, humming a tune.

Yoko herself didn't realize that the seed she swallowed was actually this extraterrestrial magical egg.
This egg was attached to a meteorite and scattered as it fell. Unfortunately, the high temperatures upon breaking through Earth's atmosphere
killed most of the eggs, and the remaining eggs died on the ground due to lack of nutrients. Only this one
landed in a botanical garden on the outskirts of the city, trying to survive by converting nutrients, but its efficiency was low, and it remained in the germination stage.
By chance, this magical egg entered the market along with the plants and was sold to an ordinary family. The magical egg had been observing
and recording the events on this planet, discovering that bodily fluids, especially female bodily fluids, could absorb the most energy.
Thus, it adopted this method, parasitizing women to control the humans of this planet. This demonic egg
lurked within Yoko Iguchi's abdomen, slowly absorbing bodily fluids, learning human thought processes, and influencing Yoko's
mind.

At midnight, in Yoko's room, wearing a purple lace nightgown, Yoko tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Despite drinking three cups of sake,
she still couldn't suppress the emptiness in her lower body. She couldn't help but reach out and touch her clitoris. Just as she
lifted her nightgown, her fingers touched her genitals, and Yoko cried out in pleasure. "Ah…
what ?" A wave of tingling sensations left her mind blank. She collapsed weakly onto the bed. The feeling was
comfortable, pleasurable, and made her wonder why she hadn't felt this intensely when she touched herself before.
As she regained consciousness, Yoko reached inside her body and touched her genitals again.
Stimulated, her clitoris swelled, and a clear fluid began to flow from her vagina, exuding a lewd aura.
Her fingers slowly penetrated her vagina, gently touching the inner walls. "Oh my god, it feels so good," Yoko involuntarily
uttered.

"Ah...ah...oh...oh...oh my god, it feels so good, oh...oh, so good, ah...ah."
Years of emptiness and the effects of alcohol had made her unable to stop. She slowly inserted a second, then a third finger,
moving it in and out repeatedly, moaning loudly. However, the movement of her fingers was not enough to satisfy Yoko's body. She rolled over and
took the vibrator her neighbor, Mrs. Springfield, had given her from the bedside table, thrusting it hard into her private parts.
She groaned .

"Oh...ah, it's so itchy, I can't take it anymore. My pussy is so itchy!" Yoko didn't know why she had
suddenly become so lewd, but her mind had stopped her from thinking about it. She turned the vibrator to its maximum setting and
inserted it even more forcefully.

"Ah...come on...come and fuck me...anyone is fine." While inserting and withdrawing the vibrator
into her private parts, she lifted her nightgown with her other hand and vigorously rubbed her breasts.
The sounds of the vibrator mingled with her loud moans, oblivious to whether anyone outside could hear. "Ah...so beautiful...so beautiful
, harder...ah...don't stop...ah...fuck me...fuck my little cunt...insert my cunt...
fuck me...fuck me to death...fuck this little slut to death...ah...it's so itchy..." Yoko's voice rose
higher and higher.

"Ah ha...oh...so good, it's coming, it's coming. It's coming..." She suddenly felt
something about to burst forth. "It's coming...ah...ah...it's coming." She abruptly pulled out the vibrator,
followed by a gush of fluid; Yoko's lower body spurted out streams of beautiful liquid—she had orgasmed. Her mind
went blank again, Yoko's lower body convulsing, the intense vibrations bringing her even more pleasure,
an orgasm .

"Want to feel even better?" a magnetic voice deep within her asked.

"I...I don't know..." Yoko answered weakly, her mind blank, unable to discern the
source of the voice or why she had suddenly become so lewd.

"Follow your heart, Mrs. Iguchi, get up, come with me. Come..." The inner voice called
, guided, and hypnotized Yoko. Yoko's heart had been opened, her gaze vacant as she followed the voice, getting out of bed and
slowly walking naked to the second-floor bathroom.

"This is the bathroom? Wasn't I sleeping? Why am I here? Where are my clothes?"
Yoko looked at the bathroom, now arranged as usual, bewildered and confused.

"Mrs. Iguchi, I will guide you into paradise. Sit on the toilet, take it slow, don't be afraid, it
's very comfortable." The unknown voice guided Yoko, who, like a puppet, slowly approached and sat down
. A soft rustling sound followed as golden urine fell into the toilet. Yoko immediately felt completely refreshed.
As she lazily prepared to wash herself, a purplish-red fleshy strip
suddenly striking Yoko's sensitive spot. A tingling sensation shot through her, and she sat back down on the toilet.

[What is that? Is it a snake?] Yoko snapped awake. [How could it be a snake? I'm just imagining things again
.] When she looked down again, she saw a thick, long, purplish-red tentacle slowly crawling out.
A fleshy, strip-like object extended from its head, with a large mouth, steaming and emitting a foul odor—it looked exactly like
a man 's penis. Yoko was terrified, her face turning ashen. She quickly got up and crawled towards the door. The tentacle wasn't in a hurry;
new tentacles appeared, wrapping around Yoko as she tried to escape, dragging her back onto
the toilet . One of the tentacles on its head lowered, facing her, and opened its mouth, releasing a stench that assaulted her senses.

[Don't come any closer! No! Monster! Help!] Yoko stared in terror at the monster,
struggling to break free from the tentacles' control, but she was firmly held. Just as she was about to scream for help, a tentacle violently
shoved into her mouth, silencing her cries, writhing incessantly like a woman performing oral sex on a man.
Yoko could only cry silently, making indistinct, gurgling sounds. After forcibly ejaculating a thick, milky-white liquid into Yoko's
mouth , the tentacle was pulled out. Yoko immediately tried to spit out the
disgusting liquid, but another tentacle violently shoved it into her mouth, continuing to spray liquid inside.
Yoko was forced to drink quite a bit. The taste reminded her of that familiar yet strange feeling from over a decade ago—it
was the long-lost sensation of semen. As she drank more, the nausea lessened, and she even found it delicious. Then
the tentacles　 began to slowly tease her breasts. Two tentacles gently played with them, and Yoko's proud
36D breasts slowly hardened under the relentless caresses. The stimulation caused her lower body
to secrete copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

"No! Please let me go!" Yoko cried weakly, but she found her body
becoming increasingly sensitive, increasingly craving the tentacles' caresses and even penetration. Her lower body was increasingly itchy and unbearable;
the milky white liquid she had just drunk felt like an aphrodisiac, burning her full body.

"The time has come, Yoko. I will untie your hands and legs, and let you choose what to do next—
whether you want it or not. But remember, once you choose, you cannot change it." The magnetic voice
rang out again. Immediately, Yoko's bound arms and legs were freed. She looked at the wicked penis staring at her
lower body ; the penis seemed to have eyes, erect and trembling, tempting her.
Although Yoko was terrified, her body was no longer under her control. "Your husband is dead. You should
have your own life. Don't live this ascetic life anymore." Yoko hesitated. "Whatever it is
, it's okay to indulge once in a while." So she stretched her long, beautiful legs out in a starfish shape using the toilet seat
, and slowly spread her legs open, "Please...put it in...I'm so itchy, so empty, I
want a big cock to fuck me to death." The bathroom floor was already soaked with her love juices. The tentacle knew it was time,
and extended a fleshy, 18cm long, reddish-brown stalk, aimed at the widened opening, and thrust it in hard,
directly hitting Yoko's cervix. In that instant, Yoko reached orgasm. "Ah...ah...oh
...ah." Her hands fell limply. Then the tentacle began to move on its own. From this moment on,
Yoko could never escape the control of this tentacle, forever, because from now on, she would become a
lustful beast in heat, a slave to the tentacle, a slave to this demonic egg.

The tentacles frantically thrust into Yoko's vagina, their shafts revealing fine, mace-like teeth that scraped against her vagina as
they moved in and out . The fine teeth on the top of the shaft struck her cervix, causing her breasts to sway up and down,
her D-cup breasts tracing beautiful arcs. "Ah...ahhh...so good...so good...my
body is melting...ahhh...again...ah...faster, my cock husband, my big-cocked husband,
fill my womb! Ahhh...ah." The tentacles re-tied Yoko's arms, lifting her up
and making her float on the toilet seat, her legs spread in an M-shape. Then, another tentacle entered Yoko's
mouth. The pleasure of floating and the restraints on her body made Yoko tightly hold the tentacle in her mouth, skillfully performing oral sex
, moving back and forth, making muffled sounds, seemingly intoxicated yet unsatisfied, continuously sucking the milky white semen.
Not to be outdone, two tentacles caressing her breasts extended long, thin needles from their mouthparts, precisely piercing Yoko
's nipples and continuously injecting some kind of liquid. Yoko's breasts slowly grew from a D cup to an E cup, becoming
even more erect. After injecting the liquid, the syringe-like tentacle withdrew the needle, and a beautiful stream of
milky-white
from Yoko's breasts. Instantly, two tentacles with mouthparts bit down on her swaying breasts, stimulating Yoko's sensitive erogenous zones while simultaneously milking her. This action displeased the other tentacles, who then
targeted Yoko's untouched buttocks, stomach, and thighs. The tentacles licked her sexy thighs or
slapped her sexy buttocks, stimulating all of Yoko's erogenous zones, making her cry out in pleasure.

Yoko, at this moment, was like a woman driven solely by lust, twisting her waist desperately to match the tentacles' thrusting.
She gripped them tightly with her vagina, as if afraid they would escape, constantly shifting her position. She had forgotten all her
fear; before, she had resisted the tentacles entering her body, hating them, loathing them, even wanting to cry for help.
Now, however, she couldn't bear to let them leave her vagina, didn't want to be separated from them, and even wanted more people
to share in the pleasure. "Ah... I'm coming... Ah... Ah... I'm coming... Big cock husband
, come along too, shoot it in hard!" The tentacles sensed the climax, unleashing a powerful shot into Yoko's already
breached uterus. Tentacles in her mouth plunged into her throat, filling it with copious amounts of semen, while tentacles on her breasts clung
tightly . In an instant, Yoko experienced countless frenzied orgasms—
orgasms her deceased husband could never give her. She ejaculated, slowly collapsing from exhaustion, a blissful
smile on her face.

The tentacles continuously ejaculated milky white liquid, filling her uterus. Other tentacles
sprayed onto Yoko, covering her face, hair, abdomen, and legs,
completely engulfing her naked body in a pool of milky white semen. Then, Yoko was gently placed on the ground.
Slowly receding from the surroundings, Yoko's body was covered in milky white semen, like a white veil, exuding a foul and lewd
odor. A purple uterine pattern slowly rose on Yoko
's swollen abdomen, then slowly sank and settled there. Like a demon's curse, the pattern slowly disappeared.
The milky white semen covering her body was gradually absorbed. Everything returned to silence.

Chapter Four: Pervert or Reverse Pervert

The next morning, Yoko woke up to find herself in her own bed, her nightgown still on,
everything normal, only the wetness and the vibrator beneath her reminding her of the previous night's frenzy. Yoko composed herself, trying to
recall the events of the night before, but she couldn't remember, as if everything was both real and unreal, blurring the lines between
reality . Yoko smiled bitterly as she changed her clothes. Looking in the mirror, Yoko noticed that her skin was even more hydrated and fair,
just like when she was in her twenties, and she felt excited like a child. [It seems that good skin for women comes from sleeping.
] Yoko thought to herself. While putting on her bra, Yoko realized that her usual D-cup bra could no longer contain her
enormous breasts. She gestured with her hand, and it looked like she'd gone up a cup size. "Can sleeping really make you go
up a cup size overnight?" Yoko wondered, looking at herself in the mirror, sensing something was wrong but unable to pinpoint
what .

"If the bra doesn't fit, I shouldn't wear it anymore. I should buy a new one," Yoko thought to herself. She put on nipple covers, chose
a pair of purple lace lace panties, changed into her loungewear, made her bed, and ate breakfast. She changed into
a white office lady outfit, put on flesh-colored pantyhose, and 6cm high heels,
preparing to go to the fund company in N city to handle some business. Looking up, she noticed a purplish-red vibrator stuck to
the shoe cabinet in the entryway. Yoko tilted her head, thought for a long time, then lifted her skirt, took off her pantyhose and panties,
inserted into her vagina, put it back in place, picked up her bag, and left the house.

On the way to the station, the stimulation from the vibrator made Yoko's face flush. "So good...so stimulating! I never knew
this feeling was so wonderful." Yoko was somewhat intoxicated.

"Isn't this Mrs. Iguchi? Where are you going on such a nice day?" A beautiful woman approached
. "

Oh, it's Mrs. Haruta. I'm going to N City to take care of some business. What about you?" Yoko suddenly stopped,
smiling broadly as the vibrator inside her vagina suddenly throbbed, giving Yoko a small orgasm.

"Me? I just bought some groceries. My husband is coming home today and wants my ramen." Mrs. Haruta
replied with a smile, a subtle smile playing on her lips. "Mrs. Iguchi, who came to your house yesterday
? I thought they were quite loud." Hearing this, Yoko blushed even more and whispered, "No, no, you
know, the sound was a bit loud yesterday. I'm sorry you had to see that." She quickly said goodbye to Mrs. Haruta
and hurried towards the station. Mrs. Haruta, watching Yoko's voluptuous, swaying hips from behind, vaguely
sensed that Yoko was hiding something. She'd slept fitfully the night before; her husband, a high-ranking executive at an oil drilling platform,
rarely came home. Haruta Yuriko, just 30, also felt empty. While she
wasn't as her beautiful face and soft skin certainly surpassed Yoko's. Since becoming neighbors,
the two had become close friends, often drinking tea and playing mahjong together. A woman's intuition told her
that the changes her gait, and that unusual fragrance—she was definitely having an affair.

[I'll ask her what perfume she's wearing and who she's cheating on with some young heartthrob someday] Yuriko chuckled
and went home.

Yoko arrived at the station, preparing to take the Shinkansen to N City. Hesitating in front of the women's carriage,
she turned and went to the ordinary carriage, which was crowded. Today's train was more than half an hour late, and it was rush hour.
Yoko was forced to squeeze onto the train by the crowd. The journey to N City would take an hour, and Yoko could only barely stand, gripping
the handrail . The train started moving, and Yoko took out her phone to text her daughter on LINE. After chatting
for a while, the train arrived at the next station, and another group of people squeezed on, pushing her to the other side of the door. Yoko had no choice
but to say goodbye to her daughter and stand facing the door. After the train started moving again, a hand
reached up from behind Yoko, touching her buttocks through her skirt.

"Ah..." The sudden attack made Yoko let out a rapid cry, but her voice was completely
drowned out by the surrounding noise. Before she could react, the hand had already lifted her skirt and began stroking her buttocks
through her pantyhose.

Yoko reached out to remove it, and at that moment, the vibrator inserted into her vagina suddenly vibrated, the stimulating
pleasure causing Yoko's hand to fall limply. "Remote control...where's the remote control?" Yoko snapped out of her
daze and tried to find the remote to turn off the wretched vibrator. Little did she know, this seemingly ordinary
vibrator was a disguised piece of the tentacle from the previous night. It was incredibly deceptive.

The stranger's hand caressed her for a while, and seeing that Yoko didn't resist, her tense body gradually softened,
her pantyhose slowly becoming soaked with her juices. He knew he'd encountered a beautiful, slutty young woman. Looking around at the crowd, almost everyone
had their backs to them, either dozing or engrossed in their own worlds with headphones on, so he grew bolder.
One hand rested on Yoko's waist, the other continued to caress her buttocks, his entire body pressed against Yoko's back.

"Madam, you're a slut, aren't you? You dress so properly, but you're soaking wet down there," the stranger whispered
in Yoko's ear, his hand pulling down her pantyhose and separating her
panties , reaching inside. "Oh, what's this, ma'am? I didn't know you secretly put a vibrator in there. What
a slut." The hand on her waist unbuttoned Yoko's shirt and touched her E-cup
breasts, which weren't bra-bound. "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't know you were such an exhibitionist, ma'am. You don't even wear a bra. Do you want to be
fucked by men?" "No, don't..." Yoko whispered. She didn't dare to cry out for help. Just like
the stranger said, she dressed like this to seduce people, not some respectable lady. "Ah... ah
..." A wave of pleasure surged through her lower body. The stranger was already playing with the vibrator inside her vagina,
thrusting out.

"No... don't..." "Don't what, ma'am?" "No... don't stop..."
Yoko moaned softly as an orgasm washed over her, her pantyhose soaked with her juices.

Her flesh-colored stockings were soaked, and her juices seeped through, dripping into the car.

"You're such a slut, look what you've done." "Good brother, give it to me... I want it
..." "What do you want, little beauty?" "I want... I want your cock, I want your cock
to fuck me hard..." Yoko uttered words that even she felt ashamed of, words that she found unbelievable, yet she felt a sense of
relief after saying them.

"Little beauty, turn your back to me, lean against the door, and reach out your hand." With that, the man took
out and casually tossed it into Yoko's handbag. He unzipped his pants and released his penis. Yoko couldn't see the man's
face behind her, but he guided her small hand to grasp the thick, long penis. "So big... so thick, looks like I'll
have a good meal," Yoko's thoughts flashed through her mind, but she was instantly pressed against the car door. The man
aimed already wet and sticky opening and thrust it in.

"Ah..." Yoko almost cried out. Her vagina was actually clenching tightly around the large glans of a complete
stranger . "It's so tight, ma'am... Is this your first time having sex with a man in front of so many people
?" The man said with a lewd grin as his penis slowly entered her. "It's so big on top,
but your little mouth is biting me so tightly..." "Yes, I'm a slut. I deliberately dressed so provocatively. I crave to
be fucked by a man," Yoko moaned. "Pervert... Husband... teach me a lesson with your big cock." Hearing
this, the man began to thrust vigorously, violently pounding against Yoko's cervix. "Ah... So good... So happy...
Husband, harder!" Her body was completely possessed. Yoko unconsciously reached back with her left hand and hugged the stranger's
waist. The person controlling her body was a complete stranger, a pervert who was
violating her. While thrusting, the stranger cupped her breasts with his hands, removed the bra tape, and
began to play with her large breasts. Unbeknownst to her, her breasts swelled as if about to burst,
milk beginning to seep out.

[I never expected my wife to have breast milk, she's a real gem.] The man noticed this, his lust
intensifying. [My cock...how does it compare to your husband's, my wife?] [Don't...don't mention him...he's
long ...] Yoko continued moaning, [Perverted husband, cocky husband, fuck me hard...I'm going to
die...] The man gripped Yoko's buttocks with both hands, thrusting into her relentlessly. Yoko's body went numb from his penetration, her hands
pressed against the train door, her open chest leaving large nipple covers on the door. Just then, the train pulled into the station,
slowing down . A little boy saw Yoko being fucked against the train door and pulled his father beside him, saying, [Dad,
look, that woman isn't wearing clothes!] [Don't look, little boy, that's not good, don't imitate her.] The father covered his child
's eyes, but he himself glanced a few more times. [She's a real gem, those big breasts, the guy behind her
must be having a blast.] Yoko noticed the stares on the platform. The men, their genitals pointed, were all
staring at the train door where Yoko was. The women beside her covered their faces, some even yelling and twisting the men's
ears. Under everyone's gaze, Yoko shuddered and climaxed.

"Big dick husband, it's so good, I'm flying..." Yoko suddenly cried out,
the sound drowning out her moans.

"But I haven't ejaculated yet, ma'am, you have to take responsibility for me." The man leered, squeezing Yoko's large breasts and
pulling out his penis. "How about we get off and continue? Ma'am, you're not done yet, are you?" Yoko then turned around
and saw the stranger's face. He wasn't bad-looking, and his erect, red penis seemed to be saluting her. She was surprised
by his sexual prowess and knew she couldn't do it on the train. Ignoring the mess of her fluids, she quickly
straightened her clothes and was pulled off the train by the man.

The two got off the car and entered a men's restroom. The man casually put up a sign that said it was being cleaned.
They went into a stall and quickly took off their clothes. Yoko leaned
against the wall, gently swaying her hips, and turned to the man, saying, "Perverted brother, big dick brother...
come on... I can't take it anymore..." The man didn't waste any words, raised his penis, and inserted it into Yoko's pussy.

"Mmm... good husband... fuck me, my little pussy feels so good, oh my god... what should I do...
I feel so good... husband is fucking me so deep... husband, fuck my pussy harder!" "Husband's... what's
so big?" "Mmm... husband is so bad... ah, it feels so good... husband's big dick feels so good
... Yoko wants husband's big dick and big meat stick to fuck me to death!" In the deserted men's restroom,
Yoko cried out loudly, her words becoming increasingly lewd.

"Sit on me, climb on top yourself." The man pulled out his penis and sat on the toilet seat with the lid closed
, facing the door. Yoko, panting, composed herself and straddled the man,
aligning penis and actively stroking it, letting out moans, "Ah, good brother... all the way in... big cock
brother, can you feel Yoko's cervix? Ah, I can't take it anymore... I'm coming... ah!" Another
orgasm washed over her. Yoko collapsed into the man's arms. But the man wasn't satisfied. He carried the naked Yoko
to the sink near the door and placed her on it. "Good brother, don't be gentle with me, I've already come
twice, good brother, keep going." Yoko said excitedly. "Touch Yoko's breasts too, good brother...
look, Yoko's breasts are leaking milk again..." The man raised his penis, preparing to continue, when Yoko's
phone, which she had casually tossed on the sink, rang. Yoko picked it up and saw it was her daughter calling. She quickly answered it.

"Hey, Mom, are we in N City yet?" The daughter was probably in PE class; she could vaguely hear slogans and whistles
.

"Daughter, I've already arrived. I'm talking to one of your uncles." Yoko mumbled an answer.
At that moment, the man, seeing this, cupped Yoko's large breasts in his hands and bit down hard.

"Ah...don't panic...don't rush...I'm talking to my daughter!" Yoko cried out, quickly covering
her mouth and whispering to the man. "It's alright, let your daughter see another side of motherhood," the man
chuckled, sucking on her breasts before reluctantly releasing them. He spread Yoko's long, beautiful legs, lifted her
hips, and thrust into her vagina again. His penis pounded against her vagina faster, his lower body hitting her buttocks with
a slapping sound.

"Mom, what's wrong? Is everything alright?" the daughter asked anxiously. "What was that sound just now?"
"It's nothing... Mom just saw a cockroach and was... was scared..." Yoko's
words were broken by the impact on her lower body. "There's a... what kind of party... happening here... it's quite noisy... that
was... clapping... clapping... just now." "Mom, are you really okay?" "It's okay... Mom's...
a bit ... I'll hang up now." "Okay, Mom, goodbye." Although the daughter was a little suspicious, her long-term
understanding of her mother prevented her from overthinking,

and she hung up the phone. "You slutty mother, lying to your daughter!" "Big... big dick brother, hurry... hurry and
fuck me to death, I'm... a slut... a whore..." "I shot outside, you little whore." "No...
good brother, shoot inside, Yoko wants... inside... wants to have your baby." After hearing this, the man could no
longer hold back and shot into Yoko's little cunt, hitting her uterus. Yoko also reached her third
orgasm at the same time. She was limp and unable to speak, and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"What a gem." The man, fondling Yoko's large breasts with obvious delight, was about to
withdraw his still-erect penis when suddenly purple, uterine-like lines appeared on Yoko's abdomen. Her
vagina tightened abruptly, her legs unconsciously binding the man's body. She suddenly rose and kissed
his lips, silencing him. This startled the man; he tried to scream but couldn't, tried to break free but couldn't
escape the beautiful woman's control. His penis, still inside her, was suddenly sucked in by something, and he began
to ejaculate profusely.

"No, this isn't real! Who are you? Are you a monster?" The man stared in horror at the beautiful
woman , slowly collapsing to the ground, gradually losing consciousness. Suddenly, he heard a magnetic voice. "
Thank you, human, for your contribution to my race." Yoko woke up to find herself at home in the evening.
The television was still broadcasting meaningless news. She was still wearing her pajamas, and there were several
paper bags beside her containing the latest sexy lingerie. [These lingerie are so sexy! When did I buy them?
] Yoko blushed as she looked through the new lingerie, recalling, [I went to N city today, visited a fund company, and
bought some lingerie on the way. My daughter even called me.] Just then, a news report interrupted the broadcast:

[This morning, a witness found a naked man unconscious in a men's restroom at X city train station, genitals facing upwards.
The witness immediately notified the police and paramedics. The man was found to be out of danger, but
doctors initially suspected he might be in a vegetative state. The latest police report states that the man is a pervert on the train who
had previously been imprisoned for indecent assault and was later released. No organization or individual has yet claimed responsibility.] [Perverts,
the fewer of them the better.] Yoko commented, but when she saw the face of the person on the TV screen, she suddenly remembered
something , and her head throbbed as if it were about to explode. "I've seen this person before, just today, I think..." Just as Yoko
was carefully recalling the events of the day, the erotic lines on her lower abdomen suddenly appeared. Yoko's forehead suddenly relaxed,
her expression became calm, and she seemed like a completely different person, muttering, "Not enough, not enough... I need
more ... I need more men's semen... for my lord." She unconsciously stroked her
lower abdomen, as if she were pregnant.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/21773.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=21773&aspx=1

Previous Page : Hypnotic Revenge Pregnancy Girls' School

Next Page : Sex Knight

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Alien Invasion 1-4

comment Open a new window to view comments