We have been telling stories since our kind first learned how to speak. Huddled around each other in the warmth of our homes, we spin tales of love and heroism, inspiring fables, and historical embellishments. Many are the narratives we craft, and for many different reasons, but tonight, you will hear an account that fits among the darkest types of these sagas. The ghost story, the tragedy, the cautionary tale; these are the legends we tell our children to instill caution and wisdom, and to remind ourselves that while the world holds great wonders, it also holds great terrors...
On a sodden, wind-swept hillside, three travelers huddled together. The storm pelted they and their wagon's horses with torrents of raindrops, soaking them to the bone. More than once, the wooden wheels of their transport had nearly become mired in the washed out road. To stop would be to risk being washed away by a flash flood or freeze in the cold; all they could do was press onward, though the road signs had been uprooted by the wind.
"We can't go on like this!" Miriam shouted, holding her hood down protectively over her face. "We've got to get out of this weather, girls!"
"Where are we supposed to go?! The next town is ten miles away!" shouted Marinah, her firm grip on the reins keeping the horses calm.
Gabriel did her best to keep the lantern lit. Though its light was miniscule, it was all that prevented them from steering off the road itself and plummeting into any of several deep ravines. "There has to be a lumberjack or someone in these woods!" she cried, her optimism unquenchable by even the drenching tempest.
A lit window appeared off the road up ahead, and Miriam pointed. "There!" As the exhausted horses pulled them closer, they saw it was cast from the top floor of the turret in what appeared to be a castle-like mansion. Its gray stone towers loomed high above them, melding into the black sky as they stretched away from the light they carried.
"Who'd be living in a castle in the middle of nowhere?" Gabriel asked.
"Who cares?! We can finally get out of this rain!" Marinah snapped.
Without waiting for permission, they drove their wagon, carriage and all, into the nearby stable, hurrying into the castle through an adjoining side door that had been left unlocked. They stood on a bare tiled floor, catching their breath and wringing out their soggy cloaks.
"This doesn't feel right," said Gabriel, feeling like an intruder in the magnificent, if empty, home.
Miriam chuckled. "Well, you can stand outside if you insist on being so proper," she chided. She took off her cloak and sweater, hanging them to dry on a hook. "Myself, I'd like to stay where it's warm, though we should probably introduce ourselves to the master of the house."
"Anyone here?" Marinah shouted, the entire room echoed and bats flew around the room. Gabriel shook her head and stayed close to the other ladies.
A tall, gaunt man with heavy gloves and a white coat appeared at the top of the stairs in the next room. "Who in blazes is in here?" he roared, wrenching the goggles off his face to see in the dim light. "Can't you see I'm trying to work!?"
"He's busy, we should-" Gabriel pulled on her friend's arm, but Marinah interrupted her.
"We just need a place to stay for the night!" she shouted. "It's too stormy for our horses to carry on!"
The man's angry voice softened upon seeing his visitors. "Ah...!" He bowed grandly, his long white coat sweeping the ground. "Forgive my rudeness. Please, come in! Make yourselves at home... I thought you were someone else."
"Come on..." Marinah grabs Gabriel's hand and pulls her along. "I'm Marinah" She lifted up Gabriel's hand "This is Gabriel, and over there is Miriam."
Miriam curtsied. "Pleased to meet you!"
"The pleasure is all mine, good ladies," the man smiled. "I am Doctor Lucius Ingham, and this is my home and workshop. I am a student of many sciences that outsiders deem... impractical."
"We won't need to stick around that long. Just for tonight - we'll leave first thing in the morning," said Marinah
"I would only be too pleased to accommodate you... right this way." He gestured toward the second floor. The three ladies followed the scientist, but Gabriel remained unsure about their host. There was something odd about him, a hint of insincerity or even sarcasm in his unerringly polite tone of voice.
He led them to a doorway off the upper hallway, ushering them inside. "This will be your room for the night. I apologize for the darkness; if you'll just step inside, I'll fetch a fresh lantern for you."
"Thank you," said Marinah, pulling Gabriel into the room while Miriam went in with no worries.
"See? He's not so bad. And this is certainly better than being outside," said Miriam.
The door swiftly shut behind them, casting them into utter blackness. The click of a lock was clearly heard. "Oh god!" shouted Gabriel. Her friends knew she was terrified of the dark, but even they were shocked when she immediately panicked and started to slam her fists on the door. "Let us out! Let us out!"
The other two girls tried to calm her, as her fear was somewhat contagious. They knew they needed to keep their heads if they wanted to make it through this. After a few minutes of pounding on the door, a harsh panel of light flicked on in the ceiling, revealing a bare wooden room. The doctor grinned at them behind a thick pane of glass set above head-height in the far wall.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Miriam shouted.
"You three lovelies are going to help me in an exciting experiment," he explained, all warmth vanished from his voice. "An experiment concerning some rather exotic fauna I've come across. The samples are rather easy to store, but I've had no luck in developing them through artificial means..."
"What do you mean?" Marinah asked, while Gabriel sagged onto the ground and started to cry in fear.
"Showing is so much easier than telling," he grinned, opening a small port by him and throwing a jar into the room, which shattered on the ground in a spray of opaque gray slime.
Marinah and Miriam moved out of the way as the gray slime splattered on the floor and started to move. Slowly, it flowed toward them, leaving the pile of broken glass behind. It extended curious pseudopods as if to smell the air, and the two backed away. It oozed closer to Gabriel, still curled up in the fetal position, paralyzed from the fear of her kidnapper.
Miriam and Marinah shouted the girl's name, prompting her to look up and scream when she saw the slime. She tried to weakly crawl away, but the slime latched onto her legs and began to make its way up her leg. She swatted at it, but her fingers slid through the insubstantial goo without even budging it. Backing into the wall, she and the others watched in horror as it disappeared up her skirt.
"Oh, god... oh god!" she screamed out. "It's going in me!"
Miriam looked to the scientist, powerless to stop the creature from violating Gabriel. "What are you doing to her?!" she demanded.
"Making her into an incubator!" he declared. "That slime seems to have trouble surviving even when I give it all the water it wants... but I suspect that an organic host should prove far more effective than a simple glass jar." He threw his head back and laughed as Gabriel clutched her stomach. It started to swell up like a balloon, agony written on her face. "Yes! How did I never think of it before, it's brilliant!"
"Stop this! We didn't do anything to you!" shouted Marinah.
Lucius huffed indignantly, looking down his nose at them. "You think this some sort of punishment? Some petty revenge for invading my home unannounced? I am beyond such trifles as those - this is a gift, my dear. You will be the first to help me prove that such creatures can exist in our world!"
Miriam ran over to the window, clawing at the wall beneath the glass. "Stop this, you monster! I'll kill you for this, I swear!" She screamed and cursed as she jumped and grasped, but there were no handholds for her to use to get closer to him, or even to touch the glass that protected him.
"Tsk, tsk - so impudent! I'll give you something to occupy yourself, as well - I never let this little guy out much, I'm interested to see how he'll react to you..." He pressed a button, a small door opening near the floor. Out scuttled what looked to be a flat-bodied spider with a long, segmented tail.
Marinah saw the tiny horror, and backed herself against a wall. "What is that thing?!"
"I'm not entirely sure myself," Ingham admitted. "Do let me know what you discover, won't you?" The critter paced around confusedly before setting its sights on Marinah. It bent its legs, curled the long tail beneath itself. With a snapping sound, it shot toward her, its spindly legs clinging to the front of her torso. Marinah squealed loudly and tried to pull the creature off her. Her struggles irritated it, and it stuck her in the stomach with a slender stinger on the end of its tail.
"Marinah!" Miriam shouted, running to her aid. She grabbed onto the creature and tried to pull it off. Catching it off guard, Miriam managed to rip the creature off her friend, only to stumble backward with the flailing bug-like creature's limbs dancing in the air. Its tail wrapped around her waist, using the leverage to pull itself free and wrap its legs around the back of Miriam's head.
Marinah slipped onto the floor, arms around her stomach as Miriam started to bang the back of her head against the floor violently in a desperate attempt to crush the creature's legs. Her efforts only convinced the hideous thing to grip harder. While muffled, she could still breathe through her nose, even when she felt a fleshy tube extending into her mouth. Miriam bit down on the fleshy tube as hard as she could, but it seemed to be ribbed with thick cartilage, her teeth doing little more than squeezing the organ for a moment. It pulsed against her tongue as it probed outward more toward the back of her throat. It swelled with a rigid mass her throat bulging grotesquely as she choked and collapsed onto the floor, the spider tensing and untensing as it delivered its payload into her body.
"Mwahahaha! Fascinating, absolutely fascinating!" the scientist cackled. "I'd never have guessed it could deliver a xenomorphic embryo in such a unique way!"
All the while, Gabriel had continued changing. Softly sobbing, she'd been forced to watch as her womb swelled out before her, hands grasping uselessly under her dress as more and more of the syrupy gunk passed through her fingers and into her body's temple. Her fragile corset had sundered under the strain, relinquishing the vast orb of her pale fecundity, drenched in a cold sweat and quivering from the movement of its gelatinous occupant.
Mustering some small piece of courage, Gabriel began to crawl across the floor toward Miriam, who lay still on the floor as her body fought the small dose of paralyzing venom she'd been dosed with from the sting. Gabriel's belly, noticeably larger than a full-term pregnancy, dragged on the ground as she went, her unwanted progeny squirming in protest. Marinah groaned in agony as her belly, too, started to swell up.
Lucius eyed the small sting on Marinah's side where the tail of the creature had stuck her. "Interesting... looks like it can inject its DNA directly. But then, what did it put into Miriam?"
Miriam gasped and coughed as the spider-thing finally released her, a thick fluid drooling from the corner of her mouth. The creature rolled over, its life force spent. She sat up dazedly, hearing her stomach groan oddly. She felt fuller, as if the thing she'd been force-fed was somehow expanding.
"What did you do to us?!" Gabriel screamed out.
"Isn't it obvious!?" he cried, watching as Marinah continued to round out. "You've become carriers for some of the rarest creatures in the world, things that shouldn't exist! You're testament to my genius!" He cackled maniacally.
"You bastard!" Miriam growled.
"Ingrate! Why don't you still your tongue and get back to growing my creations?"
"Never!" Gabriel picked up a long shard of glass, heart hammering in her chest as she followed what she saw as the only course left to her. She made a small but painful cut near her navel, the slime seeping out of the fast-bleeding wound.
"No!! You stupid wench, where am I going to find another host for that thing!?"
Gabriel panted and sweated, crying out deliriously as she made the cut longer and deeper. She started to feel dizzy as she lost blood, eventually passing out. The blood-soaked ooze pooled around her, bubbling in confusion as its host's heart began to slow.
Marinah breathed heavily as lumps and bumps form on her belly. The adrenaline released from her panic fought off the last of the drug in her system, and she pulled open her dress, watching mutely as a long, snakelike body writhed under her skin. "Ahhh, it's hurting! Please, make it stop!" she cried out.
"Too late for that, my little pet," Lucius chuckled. He watched with sudden interest as the slime leaked out of Gabriel, gliding across the floor in a thin trail to the struggling Marinah.
Miriam crawled slowly to her friends, seeing the slime's interest in entering Marinah. "You bastard..." she whispered over and over, chanting it like a mantra as her body erupted in pain. A feeling of severe heartburn accompanied an unwelcome wriggling behind her ribcage. "My chest.... Oh god, what's in my chest?!"
"This should prove quite enlightening," the doctor mused, taking notes from behind the safety of the glass chamber.
As Marinah clasped her hands around her swelling stomach, trying in vain to calm the rambunctious, rapidly-developing life inside her, she suddenly felt something slimy go between her legs. Powerless to stop it, she could only watch as it joined the monster within her, stretching out her belly to an unbelievable size. The alien creature already inside her squirmed as it began to unexpectedly float inside an orb of gray goop. The slime creature contorted reflexively as it did so, turning her belly into a jiggling ball of mayhem.
Miriam coughed and gasped as she stood, feeling the thing within her rib cage pressing worryingly against her heart. It suddenly dropped down and started to expand her stomach, now scratching the linings of her abdomen. She cried her eyes out as the monster growled in annoyance, its small host having little room to accommodate it. It surged upwards, causing her to double over and fall across her friend. Their lips locked unexpectedly as Miriam's throat bulged, her monstrosity climbing up to her mouth with its sharp claws.
Marinah felt the thing slide down her throat and slapped Miriam away. Blood spilled from her friend's lips as she slumped over, making Marinah terrified for her life; but now, she couldn't do a thing. As the third life made her stomach expand even more, she looked due with a half dozen children, her creaking flesh a horrifying reflection of natural motherhood.
Miriam collapsed, fainting away almost instantly and leaving her friend alone in the room with her unnatural brood. The trio of horrors scrambled and shifted against each other, but their movements were less violent than before. It was as if they realized that she was the only host left to them, and they would be forced to share if they wished to avoid the harsh world outside.
Marinah cried. Her friends were gone, and now she was heavily pregnant with the monsters that had killed them. "Oh, please help me!" She wept, shutting her eyes to the carnage wreaked on the corpses of her friends.
Her stomach grumbled mightily. "I think you should help yourself," the Doctor said grimly. "Those things look like they have an appetite..."
Marinah opened her eyelids hesitantly and looked over to her friends. Lifeless. Empty shells taking up space. She grabbed Miriam's hand and pulled her over. "You want me to... eat my friends?"
Ingham's expression twisted in sadistic glee. "Listen to your body, how it screams for sustenance. Would you rather starve?"
Marinah hugged Miriam's body. Her friend deserved better than this a burial at home, a respectful sendoff not some grisly fate nourishing the very evils that had destroyed her. "I'm so sorry..." She whispered, and put Miriam's hands in her mouth. The slime quivered as Miriam was dragged over the vast belly, the larva-like creature poking curiously at the weight on top of it. The third creature twitched in anticipation, feeling a large meal come to share Marinah's stomach with it.
Marinah gulped up Miriam's arms and head next. Tears ran down her face as she feels her belly stretching and moving, as if the creatures were anxious for their supper. She feels her jaw stretch over her dead friend's torso, swallowing more and more of her to feed the things that had taken root within her. The beast in her gut made a small chirping noise, it seemed to recognize the face of its original mother.
Soon, all of Miriam was devoured, and Marinah moaned in equal parts relief from her hunger and agony from her body's continued expansion. "There... Is that better?!"
The awful trio gave her soft nudges of approval, though their greedy appetites still nagged at her. She could feel their hunger as if it were her own, and the smell of Gabriel's blood filled her nostrils like the scent of an irresistible feast. However, the weight of the young ones kept Marinah pinned in place. Gabriel was too far away for her to reach by herself.
"You're vast... a paragon of motherhood!" Lucius praised. "I never suspected those three species would be able to coexist, much less fit inside the same host. You're very special, it seems... how are you feeling?"
"Hungry... for one more," she answered, the tears drying as she began to accept her brood's needs as her own responsibility.
"Is that so?" he stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I suppose you are eating for four now." She saw him leave through the back door of his chamber.
Alone in the chamber, silent but for the crawling of her flesh, she placed a hand on her swollen stomach and started to talk to it. "Are you... going to kill me, like the others?"
She felt something rubbing almost affectionately against her insides, but she was too packed to be able to pick out which one was doing so. She hoped they would try to be more careful with her than they did with her friends.
"None of you want to be out of there... right?"
She felt herself slowly shrink, the meal's essence divvied up to feed her passengers. The two more substantial creatures seemed content to partake of her food and bask in her body's inner warmth, but the slime wriggled in slight agitation.
"What's the matter? Are you still hungry or thirsty?" It twitched as the last word of the question left her lips. She frowned, replying, "I... I don't think there's anything to drink in this room."
The door clicked again as a key turned in the lock. The mad Doctor strode through, a look of fascination on him. "You look even more vibrant and ripe up close," he realized.
She tugged on her dress, angrily looking at him as she felt suddenly exposed. "I think one of these monsters is thirsty..."
"Thirsty as well? I think I can fix that." He stepped into the hallway, pulling an old-fashioned fire extinguisher off the wall, several gallons in size. "Forgive the presentation," he said, setting it next to her and handing her the short hose. "But I assure you, it's clean water."
Marinah lifted the hose over her mouth and patted her belly maternally, an odd calmness on her face. "Here you go: some clean water for you all."
Dr. Ingham squeezed the handle, watching his test subject's cheeks puff out as she struggled with the intense stream. She gulped the fast-flowing water as best she could, her eyes squeezing shut by the pressure, her belly slowly growing once more. She drank as though she'd been dying of thirst, but the enormous water pressure caused the liquid to leak from her lips and down her breasts.
She felt the xeno paddling around in the rising water, enjoying the sudden chance to swim around. The slime convulsed slowly, using osmosis to draw the moisture across her various bodily tissues and into itself.
Marinah threw the hose away and coughed loudly. Her billowy dress stuck to her skin wetly and revealed the motherly figure she'd tried to hide. She rubbed over her belly and asked "Is that good for now?" The slime seemed content, but it felt like the stomach-critter was hogging Miriam all to itself. Her third child needed food, too... and Marinah knew what it was after. She struggled to heave herself up, grunting and moaning as she slowly stood.
"Careful," Lucius cautioned. "Are you sure you should be standing, in your condition?"
Ignoring him, she leaned against the wall, knees bent thanks to the added weight, her dress struggling to keep intact. She slowly shuffled her feet to the body, set herself down next to Gabriel, picked her up by the legs, and started to devour her feet-first.
"Ah...!" Gabriel whispered as her toes entered her friend's mouth. She was deathly pale, but she was conscious. And she'd seen everything. Both Marinah and Ingham believed Gabriel was still dead, her whisper almost completely inaudible over the distressed grunts and moans of the hungry mother. She finished with her legs and started to eat up her cut-up and bloody midsection.
"Oh--OW!!" Gabriel cried, her wounds dragging across Marinah's palate.
Marinah's eyes widened, hearing her friend's scream of pain, but it was too late. Her maw reflexively gulped up the last bit of Gabriel, the weight landing in her stomach enough to knock her onto her back. Gabriel let out a scream of terror once she was fully inside, reverberating through Marinah's bloated body. She was dumped feet-first into the water-filled stomach, coughing and sputtering as she kept her head above the liquid. "Help!" Gabriel sobbed, struggling as she felt the creature in the water burrow into her cut, distending her ruined belly and turning her world into a moment of perfect agony.
"Oh god... She was alive!" Marinah realized, snapping out of her maternal mindset. "Lucius! You've got to get Gabriel out of me!"
"My dear girl, even if I were so inclined, I don't think I have the materials to do so. Besides, she's worth more to you as food now."
"NO!" Marinah latched onto her belly and stared at it, her mind imagining what her body was doing to Gabriel. She felt her stomach bloating again. Her face was drenched in tears, wholeheartedly believing that she would burst from the pain of the growth, stretch marks spider-webbing across her impossible girth.
"Ughhh! Oh god...!" Gabriel wailed, the merciless xeno continuing to grow bigger and stronger in her damaged womb. Gabriel put up a valiant struggle, trying both to claw the thing out of her and muscle her way out of the damp stomach. In the end, though, she passed out, her body growing deathly still.
"Oh no.... Not her!" Marinah whispered. Her children wiggled happily, thanking their mother for the plaything and the bounty of food and drink. She finally felt the urge to feed them fade, and her dress split wide open as her final growth spurt completed.
Her belly and breasts were finally exposed, looking ripe like fruits. She tried her best to cover her large bosoms, but she felt an unusual feeling... The grief of her loss faded quickly, replaced by an overwhelming responsibility. She wanted only to protect the creatures within her, like a mother would.
"Well done," said the doctor, giving a slow, appreciative applause. "I can tell you're going to be a very interesting specimen from now on, as long as I keep you fed."
"I'm not a specimen," she said coldly, without meeting his gaze. "And neither are my children."
"Of course you are! Silly little girl. You're a very exciting, important, and unique specimen, but a specimen nonetheless."
Marinah slowly heaved herself off the ground, grabbing a long shard of glass and hiding it behind her back. "You've done enough, Lucius. I will not be your lab rat!"
"Ha!" he cried with a dismissive flourish. "Well, you're certainly not going to be my assistant, not at your size! Come now - it won't be so bad. You're too unique to cut open and dissect, but I will need to keep you here - measure and probe you and do all manner of necessary tests..."
"You will never touch me!" She pulled out the shard of glass and stabbed the scientist's shoulder before he could react. Lucius fell to the ground in pain while Marinah did her best to waddle out of the room.
He howled in pain as he watched her escape. "You fool! Get back here this instant!" He tentatively pulled the shard from his shoulder, putting a hand over the seeping puncture. He rose to his feet, staggering after her down the hall.
Marinah waddled as fast as she could for a woman due with three completely different species. She managed to get the door to the outside open, going back out into the rain and soaking her entire body as she headed to the stables.
"Where are you going!?" he shrieked, pausing at the threshold to his home, reluctant to leave the lab he'd secluded himself in for so long. "You need me, you rebellious little cretin! The people of this world will never accept you for the thing you've become!"
She climbed into her wagon through the back, reached for the reins connected to her horses and whipped them, shouting "Yah!" The horses neighed loudly and ran as fast as they could out of the stables and back into the forest.
Ingham screamed in impotent rage, watching his captive disappear into the rain. Marinah glanced over her shoulder several times as the horses galloped away, watching the scientist stumble back inside, defeated. She rounded the corner of the road, out of sight of the castle, continuing the journey she'd started with her sisters. Marinah sighed heavily, shivering in the cold. "Don't worry babies," she spoke, placing a hand on her belly, "I'll protect all of you."
Hours later, the rain had finally stopped. The carriage was parked under a copse of trees, while the horses stood in place, resting after the long run. Marinah lit a lamp, dimming the carriage and had put a blanket over her nude body. She breathed deeply a few times, rubbing her giant belly. "I'll see you all in the morning..." She whispered and closed her eyes for some rest.
Miles away from the horror and death, she was starting to enjoy the feeling of pleasant fullness, of the movement from the exotic lives that now relied upon her. Her organs pressing them against each other, they slept as though in a huge dogpile, the simple-minded creatures snuggling up against each other instinctively, feeling safe.
Marinah started to notice something one day. While she was in the river for a bath, she noticed her reflection's eyes had turned yellow, and her hair was changing from black to silver. As she looked on, her nails started to get longer and sharper at a fast pace. "Wh-what's happening to me...?" She asked herself, touching her face to be sure it was all real.
Her skin softened, turning a snowy white and taking on a elastic quality. She accidentally brushed herself with one of her new claws, finding herself quite resilient against the sharp point. She stood up in the water, watching herself change, a pair of tiny horns sprouting from her forehead. A tail sprouted from the end of her spine, wrapping around her large belly twice.
When she got out of the water, she saw that her legs had horns growing on the side and had taken on a more feral appearance. Even without the aid of buoyancy, she still walked with surprising ease, her new, muscular legs and thickened spine making her belly seem at least half as heavy as before.
Her now super-sensitive hearing suddenly heard a bush rustling nearby. She went on the defensive, her long tail curling up like it was ready to strike anything, the spike on the end of it quivering as her muscles flexed. Her mouth opened and hissed in the direction of the sound.
A frightened young maiden spilled out of the brush, looking horrified that she'd been discovered. The creature that had once been Marinah calmed slightly, seeing that there was no threat, but her stomach let out a groan... she'd had nothing substantial since leaving the castle. The young maiden looked delicious... Marina's tail quickly wrapped around the young maiden and lifted her into the air!
"Aaii! What are you?" she screamed, kicking her feet in the air, one of her heeled shoes falling to earth as she struggled to free herself from the boa-constrictor-like grasp.
"My young ones are hungry," Marinah purred. She lifted the maiden over her head as she tilted her neck back, opening her mouth to show a very alien mouth, lined with ridges and folds to help her swallow prey, and dropped the maiden into her maw.
The girl landed on her rear, a quick sucking motion from her captor bending her body at the waist as her feet pointed straight up alongside her head. Her arms braced against the monster girl's shoulders, trying to stop her descent. "Oh god, don't eat me!"
Marinah's long tongue wrapped around the maiden's wrist and started to pull her in. Her throat started to expand like a snake's body as the maiden was pulled deeper and deeper into Marina's mouth. The girl struggled mightily as the prehensile tongue pulled her arms in, stuffing them down the twisted, fleshy folds of the altered gullet. Soon, only her feet remained outside, Marinah's parted lips giving the girl a final view of the blue sky, the last breath of fresh air she'd receive. "Wait! Mercy!" she begged.
Marinah took a large gulp, disposing of the poor maiden. She laid on her side and rubbed her hands over her large belly. "Eat up, babies. Mommy's gonna get you more food soon." The children squirmed in delight, fussing over their panicky new meal. She dimly felt them ask if she enjoyed their gift to her, of a new body.
"I do, my little ones. Thank you." She crawled into her carriage and grabbed the ropes to the horses. She shouted "Yah!" and the horses were off once more. "There's a town not far from here... we'll have all we could ever want to eat there." Her tail rubbed over her belly as she felt them kicking and squirming over the maiden.