A girl's own account

I'm a teenage girl who loves masturbation. Ever since my boyfriend took my virginity in my second year of high school, I've been deeply in love with
the pleasure of masturbation. The feeling of stimulating my clitoris with a vibrator is indescribable, and inserting something into my vagina is even more pleasurable. I bought a dildo/masturbator

online and played with it every day. Later, I got tired of the vibrator and started looking for more stimulating masturbation tools. I tried inserting cucumbers, eggplants, bitter melons, and other fruits and vegetables, and it felt amazing. When I wrapped the fruits and vegetables in plastic wrap and slowly inserted them into my vagina, reaching the very bottom, the endless pleasure made me feel like I was ascending to heaven. I thank God for creating these fruits and vegetables; they are natural masturbation tools. That day, my boyfriend and I went to eat hot pot, and when I saw the king oyster mushrooms on the plate, I couldn't resist the urge to masturbate. I stood in front of the king oyster mushrooms, fantasizing about inserting them into my vagina, and I couldn't help but have several orgasms, my genitals becoming very wet. After eating, I immediately went to the supermarket and bought a box of king oyster mushrooms. I rushed home and masturbated. I picked up a king oyster mushroom and examined it closely. It was about three fingers thick, pure white , with a slightly curved stem and a small, light brown cap. I gently licked it, then rubbed the stem against my vaginal opening, coating it with vaginal fluid, and slowly inserted it . Oh! That felt so damn good! The slightly rough outer skin roughly rubbed against my vaginal walls. The soft, bouncy stem was even softer than a silicone vibrator, gently filling my body. I felt countless slight vibrations in my lower body, my thighs trembled, and I experienced waves of orgasm. My vagina gripped the king oyster mushroom tightly, as if trying to swallow it whole, greedily absorbing it. Because it felt so good, after masturbating, I was too lazy to take the king oyster mushroom out. I lay down and fell asleep naked from the waist down. ***** The next day, I forgot to take the king oyster mushroom out and went straight to school. My vagina was probably so full and comfortable that I didn't realize it was there and completely forgot about it. The king oyster mushroom stayed in my vagina all day. It wasn't until I got home from school that I remembered. "Oh no, the king oyster mushroom is still in there! I didn't take it out!" I quickly took off my skirt and underwear and spread my legs to check. "Strange? Where did it go?" The king oyster mushroom that was inside my vagina had vanished into thin air. I desperately tried to probe deeper into my vagina with my fingers, but I couldn't find anything. "Where did the king oyster mushroom go?" I thought. Could it have gotten into my uterus? That would be terrible. I spread my legs wide and dug deep into my vagina with my fingers, gently touching and probing my cervix , but it felt empty. Maybe it fell out while I was sleeping? Thinking this, I searched the entire bed carefully, but I still couldn't find the king oyster mushroom. I tilted my head, thought for a moment, shrugged, and decided to put it out of my mind. After all, I'm a cute girl, a little bit of idiocy is normal. ***** Two weeks later, I had completely forgotten about the king oyster mushroom, but my body began to show subtle changes. My period, which was expected, was late, and even though my boyfriend and I hadn't had sex for a month , I still felt a little nervous. Another change was that I became very hungry. I, who had previously controlled my diet and maintained my figure, started craving late-night snacks every day, eating at least five meals a day, and drinking significantly more beverages. "It might be diabetes," my boyfriend said. "Diabetes has three 'mores': more eating, more drinking, and more urination." My boyfriend took me to the hospital for a checkup, and the results showed that my insulin levels were completely normal, not symptoms of diabetes. As I walked out of the hospital, I suddenly felt dizzy and vomited all over the floor. "Are you alright?" my boyfriend asked worriedly. "Are you feeling unwell?" "No, I'm fine," I said, touching my forehead. "It's probably just too much academic pressure." ***** A month later, my period still hadn't come. Deep down, I was secretly relieved that my usual monthly cramps hadn't arrived, but more often than not , I was increasingly worried about what was wrong with my body. Although it had been a long time since I'd had sex, could something unexpected have happened? Could I have some strange gynecological disease? Or, was it a hormonal imbalance? Or, even more terrifyingly, had I been raped without my knowledge? I went to school like a normal high school student, going to and from school every day, occasionally masturbating with cucumbers or eggplants. However, the changes in my body were like a wriggling dark cloud, gradually spreading in my mind. ***** Three months later, I finally realized what had happened to me. I was pregnant. My lower abdomen was slightly protruding, but it didn't feel like fat or flab, and my period was late, so I knew I was pregnant. But how could I be pregnant? I pondered this carefully, and suddenly it dawned on me! "It's an king oyster mushroom!" Three months ago, I inserted an king oyster mushroom into my vagina and forgot to take it out. Then, it disappeared from my body like magic. The question is, what if it didn't actually disappear? Could it have stayed inside me, burrowed into my uterus, and sprouted and took root there? Does such a thing exist? I gently touched my lower abdomen, wondering what the hell was developing in my uterus? Was it the offspring of that king oyster mushroom? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill. "You slut!" my boyfriend roared. My boyfriend was the angrier the most when he found out I was pregnant, because I hadn't had sex with him for four months, and now I was pregnant. "I'm fucking cuckolded! Damn it!" my boyfriend insisted that I had cheated on him and that another man had gotten me pregnant. He grabbed my hair and slapped my cheeks hard, again and again, then shoved my head against the wall with a loud thud, and blood flowed.

He came out.

"Go to hell, Lin Bei! Go to hell!"

My boyfriend walked away without looking back.

I knew I was innocent; I hadn't slept with any other men. It was all that mushroom's fault
.

However, I didn't want to argue. No matter how I explained, my boyfriend wouldn't listen.

And deep down, a thought was nagging at me…

that is, as a woman, I had to protect the child in my womb.

*****

Five months pregnant, my belly grew bigger and bigger. I touched my bulging abdomen, my heart torn between conflicting emotions
.

I didn't dare go to the hospital for an ultrasound. I was afraid that the monster inside me would be exposed.

If the doctor found that what was in my uterus wasn't human, they would definitely operate to remove it immediately!

I absolutely wouldn't allow that to happen.

It was my instinct as a woman, as a mother; I wanted to protect the child in my womb, to
prevent it from suffering any harm.

"Should I have an abortion?"

A voice kept urging me from my subconscious.

I struggled against this emotion. No, I didn't want to abort it. It was
a creature born from my body, and as a mother, I couldn't be so cruel to my child.

"Should I abort it?"

I touched my belly, shaking my head violently, tears streaming down my face. No matter what monster was growing in my womb,
I would give birth to it!

I am a strong mother, very brave and determined, protecting my child!

*****

Eight months along, I could already feel the baby move.

I excitedly placed my palm on my lower abdomen, feeling the slight tremors from my uterus.

"A very active baby, moving its limbs..."

What exactly was growing in my womb?

Was it a seedling of an king oyster mushroom? Was it a combination of a king oyster mushroom and a human? Was it a
baby with a human appearance and a king oyster mushroom body? Was it a king oyster mushroom with a mouth?

Would it call me "Mommy"? Would it want to drink my milk?

The monster inside me has taken over everything. I haven't been to school in ages. Every day, I hold my big belly,
imagining all sorts of terrifying, horrifying, bloody scenes.

"The baby's moving again!"

I feel it kicking. I'm so happy! I'm going to be a mother!

*****

Ten months. I'm past my due date, but there's still no sign of labor.

The fetal movements are getting stronger and stronger. This baby is so eager to come out! It must really want to pop its head
out and see the outside world.

My dear child, wait a little longer. When I start having contractions and my water breaks, I'll be able to give birth to you.

It should be almost time!

*****

Twelve months.

Why? It's been so long, why can't I give birth yet?

The fetal movements are getting more and more intense. This baby must be going crazy wanting to come out.

Yes, I'm going crazy too. Every day, I hold my big belly and sob silently. The intense fetal movements were excruciating
, keeping me awake all night. I could only lie in bed, tossing and turning, drenched in cold
sweat.

Oh God, who can save me! Please, someone pull me out of this nightmare!

Then, the terrible thing finally happened.

An unprecedented, massive tremor shot through my lower abdomen. The pain became unbearable, and I groaned loudly.
Then, I felt my consciousness slowly slipping away.

I gradually lost control of my body; my limbs wouldn't obey me, and my mind was failing me.

The moment this feeling appeared, I understood, I finally understood.

The king oyster mushroom inside me didn't want to be born…

it wanted to replace me!

It used my body, growing and thriving, spreading its mycelium throughout, slowly
taking over me, taking over everything, including my soul.

I screamed, pounding my abdomen with all my might, trying to expel the king oyster mushroom
, but it was all in vain.

Am I dying? Am I about to lose consciousness? Is this what death feels like?

I'm about to disappear. I was wrong; I shouldn't have inserted that thing into my vagina.

As a lovely young girl, I'll never enjoy the pleasures of youth again. My life is coming to an end.

*****

Yes, everyone, I'm no longer the girl I once was; now I'm a king oyster mushroom.

Thankfully, she inserted me into her vagina, allowing me to absorb nutrients from her body within her uterus using mycelium
, slowly producing countless offspring.

This is all thanks to humanity's foolish instinct—
the primal desire of a woman to protect her child.

Otherwise, I would have been aborted and discarded like trash long ago.

From my perspective, how foolish are those girls who choose abortion!

At this moment, this girl's nervous system has been completely replaced by my mycelium; I control her brain
, her organs, everything about her.

Is she dead? I don't know, but what I'm sure of is that I've now taken control. I'm no longer a
parasite, but someone who manipulates a human body and coexists with it.

In short, I've successfully taken over this girl's body. Now, what should I do?

Reproduce. Only through reproduction can my species survive.

I made a phone call to the girl's ex-boyfriend—yes, the one who dragged her head against the wall
.

"What?"

"I want to have sex with you," I said.

"What?"

"Let's make love."

What man wouldn't want to have sex?

Sure enough, that idiot human rushed over, intending to have sex with the girl.

We hugged and kissed, slowly taking off each other's clothes. I gently pulled down his pants; at this
moment, his lower body was naked. I'd been waiting for this moment.

I picked up one of my people, a king oyster mushroom, and slowly inserted it into his anus.

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