Date: Wed, 18 Jan 2012 21:34:29 -0600
From: Silent One <silent_one__@hotmail.com>
Subject: Demon Surrogates - Transgender/Transexual - Magic & Science Fiction

Disclaimer:

This story is a work of fiction. Any names referenced in its writing that
bear resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. I only hope that
more is written about male pregnancy/transgender pregnancy. Thank You and
Enjoy.



Demon Surrogates



	It's a clear spring night outside the bedroom of Mr. and
Mrs. Wallace's windows. The warm spring air has just come in for the
season, pushing out the frigid air brought about by winter. With their
apartment almost ten stories above the city below, the bedroom window is
wide open letting the nice air in. Mrs. Wallace is lying on their bed, lost
in a deep sleep. Her blonde hair covers her pillow, while the covers are
down enough to show the outline of the nipples, sitting on B-Cup breasts
under her nightie. Even after 3 children, she still enjoys how her husband
gives her tits a good licking/biting during their love making. Mr. Wallace
is, of course, lying next to her in his own sleep. He's roughly 6 ft, and
stands taller than his wife's 5 ft-3 in frame. He's got brown hair, and
just a hint of a stubble beard, per his wife's liking.

	Mrs. Wallace, in her dreamy state, feels a pair of hands running up
her body. Feeling the pair of hands, she fidgets ever so slightly, but
keeps her eyes closed. She recognizes the rough hands feeling her up right
now, as she thinks to herself that her husband had a frisky dream. It
wasn't at all uncommon for Mr. Wallace to want a good fucking after a sexy
dream, and the same to Mrs. Wallace as well.

	She keeps her eyes shut as she feels her husband's hands slowly
move up to her nightie-covered breasts, and starts to tease the nipples a
bit. In only a few moments, she lets out a moan, unable to resist the
urge. Almost instantly, her husband flips her from her side to her back,
and clamps his mouth over hers in a deeply passionate kiss. Mrs. Wallace
returns the kiss, with fervor, and opens her mouth to let in his
tongue. Eagerly, he sticks his tongue in her mouth, and makes contact with
her tongue. The contact alone is enough to sent electricity through both
lovers. Mr. Wallace breaks their kiss, kisses her cheek, then takes her ear
into his mouth, tonguing it in the process. One of the advantages to being
married for so long is you always know what gets your husband's/wife's
juices flowing, and for Mrs. Wallace, this was a big one. She grabs the
back of his head, and urges him to continue. Enjoying the slow torture
going on with her ear, she reaches for his rock hard dick, and starts to
stoke it through his boxers.

	"Hmmm, aren't you two just a pair," a distinctly female voice
calls. The two of them stop immediately, and look over to see a hooded
figure sitting in the chair directly across the bed. "Ohh, I'm sorry, I was
just enjoying the scene, please continue," the figure insists, with its
legs crossed. It's Mrs. Wallace who starts up again, stroking her husband's
still hard dick through his boxers, and Mr. Wallace moves to the other ear,
and starts to work on it. As he bites at the earlobe, then sticks his
tongue in her ear, her moans egg him on. At the same time, the little voice
in his head that's saying, "Wait, there's somebody weird in your house, and
watching you make love to your wife," is shrinking quickly until it plays
no part in the decision making process.

	Mrs. Wallace, letting go of her husband's tool, brings her hands up
to his face, and brings him in for another deep, passionate kiss. As they
tongue wrestle, spit dribbling out the side of their mouths, the hooded
figure starts stroking itself, a large red cock pointing out from the black
robe. The robe is hiked up, to allow better access by the figure, and has
it's muscular female legs on display. As Mrs. Wallace breaks the kiss,
"Come on hon, let me suck the cum out of you." Needing no other further
encouragement, Mr. Wallace lets his wife have her way. She rolls him onto
his back, and practically tears off his boxers to get at his 6in dick, hard
and ready. She starts by licking the head, almost like a lollipop, savoring
its taste. She uses her free hand to play with his balls, eliciting a groan
of approval from her husband. She runs her tongue up and down his prick,
making it shine with her spit. She slowly makes her way back to the tip of
his dick, savoring every pulsing vein in his weapon. She takes him into her
mouth, and deep throats her lover's dick, enjoying every sensation it gives
her. She keeps bobbing her head on his tool, having ever intention to taste
his cum on her tongue. His face scrunches up, and she can feel his dick get
bigger in her mouth as it gets ready to shoot its treat into her belly.

	"That's enough of that now. I'll be the first on to cum tonight
love birds," the hooded figure calls out again. Almost on cue, Mrs. Wallace
backs off her husband's dick, leaving him frustrated at the lack of
cumming. The hooded figure no longer has a hood, actually, it no longer has
any clothes at all. It's quite obviously a woman, just a red one, almost
demonic. The horns atop her head prove the point. Atop the chest of the
creature sit a pair of impressive D-cup breasts, but that's not the
surprising thing. Where there should be a cunt on this demon, there is in
fact an 8 in cock, hard and ready to go. As the demon walks over to the
couple, Mrs. Wallace speaks, "Have something particular in mind dear?"
Smiling at the obvious invitation, the demon responds, "Ohh, you have no
idea. On your back slut, I'm going to stretch you farther than you've ever
been before." Pushing her husband out of the way, Mrs. Wallace spreads her
legs wide, "Cum and get me you hung stud!!" The demon takes it's cock in
hand, and slowly sinks it's girth into the tight cunt of
Mrs. Wallace. Mr. Wallace idly jacks himself, trying to get off on his wife
fucking another man...or whatever it is. "Come on you stud, bottom out in
me. I want to feel your head at me womb." The demon leans down to kiss
Mrs. Wallace, and the creatures tongue snakes out, and massages he tongue,
making her body shudder from the feeling.

	At last, the demon bottoms out in her cunt, "Hehe, I think you'll
do nicely my dear." Being so stuffed full of cock, more than she ever had
before, she was unable to respond, her mouth gaping from the shear feeling
alone. "Now, you'll get a treat. Hubby, get up here and treat my breasts."
Almost in a trance, he does as he's told, and moves on top of his wife, and
starts to lick and bite the demon's breasts. Surprisingly, as soon as he
does this, Mrs. Wallace starts to lick, and tongue her husband's
asshole. Mr. Wallace moans into the demon's breasts at the new
feeling. Feeling satisfied, the demon starts to fuck the cunt it's buried
in. It starts slowly at first, enjoying the vice its dick was in. Soon
enough however, nature takes over, and it starts to ram it into her, like
an engine piston. Mrs. Wallace breaks off eating her husband's ass, "FUCK
ME YOU STUD!!!! OHH GOODDD!!!!!" Her cries ring out as her entire body
tenses up, and her back arches as her orgasm ripples through her entire
being. Simultaneously, a high pitched wail rings out, more animal than
human, as the demon lets loose it's pent up load into her willing, and
eager cunt. Hr. Wallace feels the creatures breasts tense up, and the
muscles contract as its own orgasm ripples through its body.

	After both come down from their high, the demon's prick is still
rock hard. "Okay, one down, one to go." Pointing to Mr. Wallace, she
instructs him, "Eat her out, and it better be good." Pulling back from its
sex partner, the demon pulls it's dick from the cunt, leaving a small trail
of cum along the way. Eagerly, Mr. Wallace dives into his wife's
well-fucked cunt, savoring the flavor. Unknown to him, there's now a tattoo
on his wife's belly, a sign of things to come, but he's not coherent enough
to notice. As the husband starts eating out her husband, the demon slaps
the globes of his ass, "Hmmm, it'll be a tight fit, but it'll do," the
demon remarks. The creature takes its hands, and spreads his cheeks,
exposing his asshole, shiny from his wife's attention. The creature takes
its dick, well lubed from all the juices, and pushes into Mr. Wallace's
asshole. Through gritted teeth, the creature slowly pushes past through all
his internal resistance. Mr. Wallace keeps eating out his wife, his hands
twisting and turning the sheets in agony as his once normal asshole is
stretched beyond capacity. When the demon finally bottoms out, even
Mr. Wallace is surprised at how good it feels to be so full of dick. Seeing
Mr. Wallace settle down, the demon gives his ass a good slap, "I knew you'd
love it slut. You'll love what comes later too." The demon pulls out of
Mr. Wallace's ass-cunt, and pumps it back in, getting a groan from the
person the ass-cunt is attached to. The demon slowly gets a rhythm going
fucking the hell out of Mr. Wallace.

	Meanwhile, Mrs. Wallace can't get enough of her cunt getting
eaten. It's already one of her weaknesses as it is. Her mouth is hanging
open, drool dripping down her mouth, unable to scream for the feeling
coming from her well-used cunt. She's gripping her breasts, and tweaking
her nipples, but that's all she can do right now it seems. The creature
picks up its pace, trying to pump its load into its next vessel
tonight. Mr. Wallace's dick is steel, and has a trail of pre-cum dripping
onto the bedspread, begging to be touched. In an instant, Mr. Wallace feels
the weapon in his ass get larger, and he knows what's coming. The animal
like creams of the creature can be heard as it pumps it's cum deep into his
ass. At the same time, his own dick starts it's spewing and every muscle in
his body contracts as his own orgasm hits, like a freight train. During his
orgasm, his asshole tightens, creating a tighter vice around the creatures
cock, encouraging it to cum more.

	After the demon has finished it's cum spray of Mr. Wallace's
inside, it collapses on all fours, unable to move for some
time. Eventually, the demon gets up, and once again sits in the same chair
it had occupied earlier. "Damn, I need to visit all of you more often, that
was one good fuck. Now, next to your wife slut!" Mr. Wallace struggles to
take his place next to his wife. Unknown to him, he now also has a tattoo
on his belly, similar to the one his wife now has. The creature, smiling at
them, "Now, for the fun part." With that, the demon snaps its fingers, and
the marks on each of their belly glow a red color. Immediately after, they
feel it. The telltale stirring of life within their bodies. Mrs. Wallace is
familiar with it having been the mother to three children. Mr. Wallace,
however, is not so familiar with pregnancy, nor one quite like this.

	In an instant, both their bellies swell to sizes reflecting the
children they will soon bear. They both start screaming, not so much in
pain as in surprise, as they both witness each other's growth around their
midsection. Oddly enough, both their eyes are on Mr. Wallace, who has never
swelled to the size he is now. His slightly hairy belly started to look
like he had a beer-belly, but they knew better than that. As it got bigger,
Mr. Wallace could feel it moving, like a woman would a normal child, except
there was nothing normal about this child. He gripped his growing belly as
it expanded to sizes he never thought possible for a man.

	In a matter of minutes, both husband and wife looked to be full
term, and they both knew it when they each felt the urge to push. For
Mrs. Wallace, it was nothing new, having given birth to three children
before, but for Mr. Wallace, it was terrifying to say the least. He felt
the urge to take a shit, and then a searing pain in his asshole. Almost be
instinct, he pulled his knees to his chest, trying to get the thing inside
him out.

	The demon appeared at Mr. Wallace's side, "You know, I never tire
of seeing men giving birth to my bastard children through their asshole. I
guess it's something about men that excite me." The demon child's head
appeared at the man's asshole, just a little red skin visible. The creature
smiling at seeing this, "Come on now, it's just like taking a
shit. Besides, I was kind to you after all, I could have knocked you up
without stretching your ass on my pole." With his wife's cries of pain next
to him, he let his own out as his anal cavity was stretched to accommodate
the body of the brat in his belly.

	"Ohhh, the head's out hubby," the creature said clapping its hands
proudly, "Now for the rest slut." Screaming at the top of his lungs, he
pushed out the rest of the creature's offspring out onto the bed
covers. Clapping loudly, the demon speaks again, "Very well done hubby. And
look at that, your asshole is so big I thing I could fits a few fists up
there. Hehe, it kind of gives a new name to the `Grand Canyon' joke doesn't
it. Ohh, and your wife gave birth perfectly. I'd expect nothing less from a
woman after all." With Mr. Wallaces asshole gaping and bloody with the
child on the sheets wining, and the same for his wife's cunt and her child,
the creature takes both children. "Well, it's been fun, and thanks for the
kids. Who knows, I may want more eventually." As it turns around to leave,
it makes one last remark, "I almost forgot, I come from a big family, and
there are a lot of relatives that might want to start a family. I hope you
don't mind, but I'll give them you address, just in case." With that, the
creature leaves, leaving both Mr. and Mrs. Wallace a mess, covered in cum,
blood, and afterbirth.

	With the rise of the sun, Mr. and Mrs. Wallace wake up to
everything the way it was. "Wow, that was one weird dream," Mrs. Wallace
remarks. Mr. Wallace responds, "Hmm, you mean a demon and getting knocked
up and all." Wide eyed, they look at each other. Mrs. Wallace finally says
something, "That's awesome. I don't think we've ever had the same dream
before." Making light of it, Mr. Wallace agrees. He gets up to go to the
bathroom. In just a few seconds, Mrs. Wallace hears him screaming. "SARAH,
GET IN HERE!!!" Mr. Wallace screams. Mrs. Wallace hurriedly runs into the
bathroom, "Honey, What is ..." she stops mid sentence as she sees the still
obvious tattoo on her husband's belly. Almost instantly, she lifts up her
nightie to see the same on her belly. Both were speechless to say the
least, but they were completely terrified when they discovered the same
tattoo on the bellies of their three children as well.




THE END




Other stories by the same other:

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bestiality/shadow/

bestiality/my-stallion-my-mate/




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