I'm sure you don't want to hear the boring life story of how I've had the basic sketch for this for 10+ months, or how I never could find the time to color it... or how never being able to find the time to color killed my motivation to work on it... But you don't want to read a bunch of excuses...

INSTEAD! I'll give you a short to accompany this piece!
(BTW, yes, that blue tendril between her legs is called a prehensile-scrotal-vagina, and it does work somewhat like how it sounds, hence the cock vore \ unbirth tags.)

Anyway, TAGS FOR STORY!
Breast Vore, Cock Vore, Unbirth, Macro/Micro, Multiple Prey, Herm pred, various forms of implied digestion (milk, cum, etc) masturbation, lactation, AND! A surprise... Later... (it's clearly marked.)

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The peace of dawn was broken by the droning buzz of an alarm clock. Rolling over in the bed, groaning as she pulled the blankets higher, Jessica reached for the nightstand and switched the alarm off. Breathing a sigh, she rolled back over and reached for the warm embrace of her roommate, only to find the other half of the bed was empty. Shaking her head to clear the fog of slumber, Jessica remembered that Zoey always woke up a half hour earlier for exercise. With a muttered, incoherent profanity, Jessica threw the blanket off herself and sat up, her scales clamping down to preserve the warmth she was leaving. Throwing her arms above her head in a stretch, she stood up, her tail twitching as several muscles popped into place. She let out a soft, refreshed breath as she used her right arm to sweep her hair back, her left hand wiping the thin crust of dust from her eyelids. Drawing a deep breath to help puff up her chest, she stretched her prehensiles-
"Ow." She hissed, looking down. "Damn it." She muttered, bringing her hands to her breasts to better untangle the knots in the breast tendrils. "I wonder if Cthulhu ever had this problem waking up." She 'tsk'd at herself. "Thanks for that image Zoey, Cthul-boobs..." She rolled her eyes and stepped toward the door to the rest of the small apartment. With her hands still working to undo a stubborn knot, she spared a glance down at the prehensile-scrotal-vagina between her legs. It was in the dormant state, folded and tucked closely underneath her thick shaft like a regular sack. With another painful, incorrect tug on her breast tendrils, she tsk'd again and flexed the diamond of fingers on the prehensile tendril between her legs, extended it the full length, gripped the doorknob and twisted. Frustrated by the knot, she gave up and stepped through the now open door. Drawn by the scent of fresh hot coffee, she moved toward the kitchen area of the apartment, making sure there was nothing underfoot at each step.
Sitting next to the sink was the morning newspaper, and in the corner of the counter, the pink coffee machine was already brewing a pot. Standing beside the machine were a dozen six inch tall naked micros. Some of them were watching her, mostly the men with their somewhat cute, semi-erect cocks. A couple of them waved while a pair of women worked together to reach the power button. Jessica smiled back as the light filtering through the stained glass windows shifted slightly, temporarily dimming at the passing of a cloud.
"Veronica? Could you help me with this knot?" Jessica inquired as she stepped up to the counter, placed her hands on the edge and positioned her breasts above the group of micros.
"I'll do it!" One of the men spoke up, taking a hold on Jessica's knotted tendrils.
"I asked Veronica." Jessica stated, sweeping the man from his feet by using the prehensile nature of her tendrils. "Not you, Marty. But thank you anyway, my boob is decidedly empty." She spoke in a friendly tone as her tendril lifted him to the vertical slit on the underside of her right breast and pushed his feet in. His semi-floppy cock rapidly grew as his knees slipped into the ravenous confines of her breast. He grunted and twisted against her, but it was of no use.
"Jessie! I can't reach my dick!" Marty groaned, struggling to bring a hand from his pinned sides, to stroke his full erection. "Come on! I can't unload when I'm a puddle of milk!" He whined, writhing in her grip as his hips started to slip away. Jessica smiled sadly, and moved a tendril to sensually rub Marty's cock as his body slipped up into her breast. She was rewarded by the micro yelping his pleasure as he orgasmed along the inner folds of her breast, the rest of him vanishing with a tiny schrk. A couple of the other men chuckled amongst themselves as Veronica stepped forward, got picked up, and started to unknot the errant tendrils.
"What's funny guys?" Jessica inquired as she stepped away from the counter to grab her white mug from the nearby table.
"Marty." One of the males, Jimmy, answered. "He's been milked three times and he still can't get a perpetual orgasm going." He laughed, stroking his dick and coaxing a tiny dribble of pre.
"Probably because when I'm milked, my balls suck him up as my perpetual orgasm." Another male, George, replied, laughing.
"That sounds like fun! Why don't you spurt him into my balls so I can have a go?" Jimmy inquired as he pulled one of the women to his chest and started rubbing against her. "I know exactly where I'd put all that cream..."
"Boys." Veronica muttered as she finished unknotting the tendril. "They either only talk about what they do as one of your fluids, or they're trying to climb in my bed after sticking every other girl!"
"They're not all bad." Jessica returned with an amused grin as she placed the mug on the kitchen counter and stopped next to the group of micros. "I kind of like it when they get their hands on me."
"Ha!" Veronica barked a loud, fake laugh. "Says the giant with three boyfriends, whom she invites over and teases with her prehensile dick-sucker. An organ which I'm very jealous of! Why can't I have a dick-sucker that comes with an 'I don't want to get pregnant' valve, which happens to be a fully functioning dick in itself?" She finished, throwing her arms in the air. The micros on the counter quieted instantly and took an awkward step back. A moment passed. "I'm sorry." Veronica spoke in a meek voice.
"No, you're right." Jessica answered. "Teasing my boyfriends by holding each one's load as a separate lump in my 'dick-sucker'..." She brought a finger to her chin and smiled. "I do get carried away. Makes me a bad influence on these guys, since they like to watch."
"Do not!" Jimmy objected. Jessica turned her smile on him, leaned over the counter, and picked him up with the spare tendrils under her right breast. "Really! I don-hmhmpp!" He mumbled as he was pushed deeper. Jessica blew a soft breath as he jerked and writhed, his every movement a delicately sensual tickle. With a tiny schrk, he slipped inside, his hands forming little dimples in Jessica's breast as he pushed against her. She could feel him thrashing around, throwing himself against the flesh around him, causing her breast to subtly twinge sideways. It tickled pleasantly, but a short moment later, his slowing movements stopped altogether.
"Hmm..." Jessica hummed. "I wish you'd all squirm for longer." She spoke, using her right hand to sensually rub and fondle her right breast. It made a very quiet swishing sound. With a shrug, Jessica turned her attention back to the coffee pot, picked it up, and started to pour. A light tug on one of the fingers of her sexual prehensile drew her attention, and she looked down to see eight micros standing in a disordered group, looking up at her.
"Dick me! Dick me!" One of the hermaphrodites in the group called out. Jessica rolled her eyes at the small chant that arose, but still plunged her prehensile down on the closest micro. A delightful shiver raced up her spine as the micro squirmed inside the appendage, the bulge slowly undulating upwards. A few short seconds later, Jessica engulfed another micro, and experienced the same shiver in her spine. She felt the scales around her collarbone flex open in response to the heat of arousal. A tickling wave accompanied the ascent of the first micro, until the lump settled in the nook beneath Jessica's shaft, where it writhed. Jessica's mouth started to water as she felt her little prey succumb, and swept her hand at the micros on the counter, grabbing as many as she could, her breast tendrils snatching up the rest. Hurriedly, she streamlined them, and forced three at a time into her right breast, a moan escaping her lips as they writhed against her and each other. A moment later, her hands were empty, and her right breast was engorged and twitching as the contents writhed. Only four micros were left in sight, two being held by her tendrils, and two standing between her feet. A delighted purr left her throat as she pick up the newspaper and took a hold on the coffee mug as her tendrils pressed another micro into her breast.
"Do I want Milk, or Cream, with today's coffee?" She inquired.
"You had milk yesterday, use cream." Veronica answered.
"Me next! Me next!" One of the micros on the floor practically shouted.
Jessica smiled down at her, and added the micro to the chain of lumps ascending her sexual tendril. The last micro on the floor was added to the chain less than a second later, and with a moan, Jessica started toward the table. Her right breast unexpectedly lurched sideways, stealing a pleased gasp from her. The sensual feeling always intrigued her, as did the tickling sensation of dozens of limbs poking outward against her flesh. The second to last micro in her prehensile sex tendril finished ascending, joining the mass of limbs and slush writhing beneath her dick. Humming appreciatively as more of her scales opened with the flushing heat of arousal, she unconsciously licked her lips in anticipation. Setting the newspaper down on the table, she brought the mug to her nostrils and inhaled the aroma, humming as her now free hand kneaded the wriggling mass below her dick. 'A pinch of milk? Or a dollop of cream?' She wondered, feeling her pulse thrum with excitement. A pleasant tickle ascended her modestly engorged cock, culminating in a small droplet of pre leaking from the tip. 'Oh, I haven't done both in a while.' She smiled, feeling her warmed blood rush between her breasts and dick. She pulled a chair out, set her coffee on the chair, and using both hands, began to stroke herself as the last lump joined the writhing bulge between her legs.
"Aaahhh, yeeessss." She purred as her sheath slid back and her dick emerged. Panting slightly, she moved a hand away and picked up the coffee, rushing down the entire mug. With a moderate belch, she placed the mug on the table, turned around, and started toward the coffee pot. A lusty grin on her face, she took the pot, and sat down on the floor with it between her knees. "Grope me!" She commanded, placing Veronica next to the sloshing bulge below her fourteen inch long, fully erect, three inch diameter dick. The feeling of tiny hands pressing, squeezing her, Jessica let out a loud moan, a hand flying to her right breast, massaging the sodden flesh. "Unngggh.." She breathed, tail repeatedly thudding against the floor, her whole body shaking. A large gobbet of pre slipped from her dick, and she rubbed her hand through it, slickening her shaft. "Nnnrregggh..." She moaned, her dick-sucker drooling pre on her ankle as she thrust her cock against air. Leaning back, she shoved two fingers up the cleft on the underside of her right breast, and smiled. Nothing but milk. Leaning forward, tongue hanging out the side of her mouth, she grinned. Picking up her dick-sucker, she introduced it to her cock, and lustfully pulled the flesh over her shaft, the undulations coaxing more and more pre from both. She moaned loudly as she pulled the coffee pot closer, aimed her right breast at it, and pinched the nipple of her sodden breast. A luxurious creamy white jet gushed forth, and with the pleasurable shakes coursing through her, she had trouble keeping the stream straight. The tiny groping hands, the pleasurable release of milk, the constant throbbing stimulation of her cock and dick-sucker, it was finally too much.
With a cry, she lurched backwards over her tail, her breast streaming milk, as her cock throbbed once. Twice. Her sack pulsed, clenching. A thick jet surged up and burst from her dick, right back into her. The sensation was overwhelming. She piped another gout up her shaft, feeding herself. A third flood erupted a few seconds later as the first rejoined the bulge from whence it came. With a shuddering moan, a fourth torrent issued from her, and she slowly sat straight. Each creamy salvo still had solid body parts writhing around as the bulges resettled with sloshing sounds beneath her dick. She voiced a pleased sigh as she looked around at the milk she'd sprayed around in her delight. Most of it had fallen on her, and was already getting under her scales where it was being absorbed. A thin crescent line had fallen on the floor, and she shrugged, the majority of milk was still in her breast. She leaned forward again, shifted the coffee pot closer, and began emptying her breast into it. More than three minutes later, the stream finally gave out. She gently picked up Veronica, and used the micro's legs as a stirring spoon, generously mixing the fluids before licking the micro's legs clean. Smacking her lips in anticipation, Jessica slowly removed her cock from her prehensile-scrotal-vagina, and was delighted to see her dick was still mostly erect. With an eager grin, she maneuvered her shaft into the coffee pot, closed her eyes, and started humping the mixture. Twenty seconds later, her dick flared and her creamy contents were issued forth, thickening and threatening to overfill the coffee pot. One final pleased sigh escaped her lips as her dick vented the last fluids, and she withdrew from the coffee pot, grinning. Veronica stepped forward with a slice of bread and held it up. Jessica eagerly took it and began wiping her dick, soaking the bread with various juices before she tossed it down her throat. Greedily, Jessica picked up the coffee pot, and unceremoniously chugged it dry.
When she was done a minute later, she licked her lips and stood up. Coming to her feet, Jessica released a belch she was sure her roommate would've complimented. "I love morning coffee." Jessica voiced as she moved to the newspaper on the table.
"And we micros enjoy helping you make it." Veronica agreed.
"A veritable deluge of orgasms, voluntary and otherwise, while your little bodies get churned, processed, and eventually expelled... I think your opinion is a tad biased." Jessica replied, smiling, as she shifted her tail aside to sit down.
"So?" Veronica inquired. "Whatever works. By the way, can I get the funnies?"
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Stop. Scat \ Urine Warning.

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"Sure hun." Came the answer. "Just lemme find... Hold that thought..." Jessica trailed off, halfway into the chair. She grimaced, lifted her tail, and a moment later, squeezed out a soft pfffffffft. "Damn." She muttered. "Well, the body has to make room." She pushed away from the chair and marched to the bathroom. Rounding the door, she opened the toilet wide, turned around, and raised her tail. Her puckered anus flexing as she spread her legs with hands on knees, and bent over. Taking a deep breath, she grit her teeth and pushed, her sphincter going wide. Taking another deep breath, she grimaced and pushed harder, her rectum straining against its' contents. She could feel her anus stretching wider to try to expel the solid mass. Grinding her teeth, she spread her legs a little further, lifted her tail a little higher, and groaned as she pushed. It moved! She felt it slip outward a little, the tip of it slipping out of her anus. With a grunt, she squeezed her bowels, and felt it slip into the anal muscle ring, where it became lodged. Aggravated, she drew a breath. "Hey! Veronica! Come here a minute!"
"What for?" Veronica inquired.
"The door's open, and you know I don't make this much noise if I can avoid it." Jessica answered. "I need you to tell me what it is I'm trying to dump." A long minute later the micro stepped around the door and waved. Jessica grimaced as she turned around, her anus protesting as she involuntarily clenched down on the object. After what felt like a very long few seconds, she heard Veronica sigh. "Well?" Jessica snapped, her anus clenching uncomfortably again.
"It's round, and bleached white." Came the answer.
"Really? Fucking Really?! Again!?!" Jessica howled as she dropped to her knees and elbows. A growl resonated from her throat as she propped her chin with a hand, letting her gaze settle on the micro. "I don't find this fair." She finished in a low, but very heated tone. Shifting to squat on the floor, she squeezed her bowels again, pushing against her abdomen with her hands. The object inched outward again, eliciting a groan as Jessica reached back and hoisted her tail as high as she could get it. With a grinding growl, she widened her squat and leaned backward, straining. Several short grunts later, the bleached white skull of a human clacked against the floor, followed by the wet blerrorp of horridly smelling waste. Sighing, Jessica fought the urge to continue emptying her heavy bowels, finding relief in finally being able to close her stretched anus. She picked her still mostly erect cock and her loose dick-sucker off the floor, crawled a few feet away, turned around, and scowled with a raised eyebrow.
"What? Don't look at me like that." The skull, Zoey, spoke. "I'm the victim here, you ate me!"
"No. You crawled down my throat, against my wishes, while I was sleeping." Jessica retorted, pointing an accusing index finger at the skull. "I'm getting sick of it happening."
"You were sleeping! How could you know it was against 'your' wishes, and not mine?!" Zoey inquired. "I try to roll over, and suddenly your mouth is around my head!"
"I've got witnesses!" Jessica raged. "I don't care that you're one-eighth slime and can regenerate from bone... This isn't fair for me! My body's acids can't even soften your hard head!" She paused, tilting her head, still scowling. "I have every right to crap the rest of you in the toilet and flush!" She paused again, looked away for a moment, and with some effort, managed to calm her voice. "This is what, the fifth time? Why are you doing this to me?" There was a long pause.
"Because..." Zoey sighed. "Because I get a fresh body out of it. Because I like feeling your heart thunder around me. Because I enjoy having your stomach and intestines knead me. Because when you're pushing against me, it feels like you're giving birth to me." She paused. "In a sense, you are giving birth to me."
Jessica groaned and shook her head. A moment later, her expression lit up. "You know, my prehensile 'dick-sucker', as Veronica calls it, is very flexible." She spoke in a suggestive voice. "All you'd have to do is be a puddle of slime, I'd suck you up, and then I could-"
"It isn't the same thing." Zoey interrupted. "That'd be you ejaculating me as a brief spluttering instead of the gentle crawl toward life."
"'Gentle', she says..." Jessica muttered, rolling her eyes. "In the dictionary, 'pushing a human skull out your ass' is not listed under 'gentle'." She sighed and shook her head. "I was going to say, I'd suck you up, and let you in. You'd be my little egg, and letting you out wou-"
"It still isn't the same." Zoey interrupted. "I don't want to hatch! I want to feel your body pushing against mine! I want-"
"I give up!" Jessica tossed her arms wide. "You're unbelievable! Just let me..." She trailed off, shuffling back over the dark brown pile. With a sneer, Jessica lifted her tail, used a hand to hold her dick away from the pile, and pushed. Groaning, her bowels glurbbling and with a spread anus, Jessica let a stream of dark brown gooey tar pour from her. She barely felt any of the small bones as they passed through her anus. However, the larger arm and leg bones only shifted around, lodging inside her rectum. Growling, Jessica squeezed harder, forcing her sphincter as wide as it would open, and reached her fingers up her anus to grab at the bones. Jerking on it, she felt her intestines contort and straighten as a leg bone popped out. Grinding her teeth, she reached back in for the other bones, her hand becoming coated in the digested mess. A minute passed before she had finished pulling the obstructions from her bowels, and shook her hand to rid it of the rotten smelling waste that she continued to push out of her ass. When Zoey's pelvic bone reached her rectum, Jessica clenched her anus closed involuntarily, stopping the torrent adding to the pile, which had grown to become ankle deep. Knowing she wouldn't be able to crap Zoey's pelvic bone, Jessica stood up, pressed her clean hand against her abdomen and clenched her rectum muscles as hard as she could. After a minute, she was rewarded with a loud snapping sound. Grinning maliciously, she squatted down again, let her anus open, and squeezed out the broken fragments of Zoey's pelvis. Eight long minutes later, Jessica sighed, her bowels finally empty, and Zoey a skeleton in a four foot diameter, shin deep dark brown pile. Shaking her roommate off her feet, Jessica stepped away, washed her hands, and made to exit.
"Ahem." Zoey spoke. "You're missing something." Sighing in exasperation, Jessica turned around, aimed the tip of her dick with two fingers, and squeezed her bladder. Trickling at first, a yellow stream soon gushed out, landing in the middle of the brown pile. More than a minute later, Jessica shifted her weight to the other leg as she continued urinating. "That's an awful lot of piss..." Zoey commented.
"It isn't all you." Jessica grunted. "The micros from last night have to get filtered out somewhere." She stemmed the tide of urine for a moment, and shook her dick at the pile of crap. "That little blob there is probably Bill, Howard and Mavis... Maybe a few others." She drew a breath, and resumed torrenting into the pile. Three minutes of urinating later, Jessica sighed as the stream slowed and faltered. She tilted her head, and raised an eyebrow.
"You're sure that's everything of mine?" Zoey asked.
"Yes!" Jessica barked, wringing a few last droplets of urine out of her dick and shaking them at the pile. "I swear. Do this to me again, and I -will- crap half of you into the toilet." She warned as she stomped out the door, slamming it. "Those micros I just pissed for her sake had better be fully reformed and tasty when I get back..." She muttered darkly as she checked the clock. With a loud growl,Jessica rushed to pick up the newspaper and stomped to the apartment door. She was probably going to be late for work at the Conveniently Random store... And she wanted to be available in case some customer wanted to recruit her...

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I don't usually do disposal, but I've got to experiment from time to time, right?

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