Chapter
1: Whetstone
All
at once, Serro became aware. Aware of the rash of burning all over
the front of her body. Aware of the ferric undertones in the puddle
of drool her head lay in. Aware of the raindrop jackhammers beating
on her back.
She
couldn’t help but wonder if she was out of the loop.
The
lionfish pushed herself out of the slurry of her own blood and drool
mixed with rainwater, her sore arms stinging like hell every step of
the way. A narrow string of saliva bridged the gap betw

Chapter
2: Pheromones
For
someone who’d been knocked unconscious no less than three times in
the past forty-eight hours, going to sleep and staying that way was a
hell of a labor for Serro. Between the club-tipped tendrils that
bound her arms and legs like bolas in such awkward, uncomfortable
positions; the constant smothering of her face, courtesy of the
belly-pudge behind Lharsine’s slick, damp, cephalopod-smooth skin,
restricting Serro to just her gills for breathing with; and the fact
t

Chapter
3: Courteous Host
Serro
had to do most of the legwork on the way back to Lharsine’s place.
A little bit of residual hypersensitivity lingered in Yuzu’s skin
and she could barely walk ten yards without needing to stop and take
a break to ride out the pain. Eventually, Serro just gave up on the
constant pausing and waiting and lifted the heavier woman onto her
back.
Though
the trip wasn’t very arduous or long at all on the way to the
fountain, Serro had to sorta relearn how to walk

Chapter
4: Restless
Mercifully,
Lharsine decided to wait until afterwards to expel Yuzu. It was a
hell of a fight, but Serro managed to successfully purge the
amazonian-sized alien from her womb. Her snatch throbbed and gaped
for a couple hours thereafter and she was practically bed-bound, but
at least she was victorious.
The
following days were considerably more peaceful than those prior.
Storing everything in her hyperspace belly, Lharsine brought back
enough assorted jungle fruits to stuff a