Izzy rubs her egg-filled belly and looks at the lifeguard still painfully stroking his cock. She swims to a shallow bench in the soaking pool and catches her breath. She looks down self-consciously at the cum slowly leaking out of her and looks up at him. She smiles a tired but warm and inviting smile and motions him to come over. “If you don’t tell the other lifeguards, I will help you with that.” She says, pointing at his thin cock.

  The lifeguard shrugs and steps into the pool; he moves close enough she can reach his cock; his skin is warm; it feels nice in her hand; she starts pumping it slowly. She smiles up at him, warm and floaty feeling still from the alien cum. The grin turns slightly evil, and she reaches into the water and gathers a little of the pre-cum coating her sex. She switches hands and uses it as lube on the lifeguard's penis.

  “Hey, what are you?” He starts to say before his eyes go wide. His cock tingles, and a warmth slowly spreads. “Oh, that's wonderful.”

  “Uhuh,” Izzy says as she strokes faster. “And now you’re going to make a mess for me, aren’t you?”

  “If you keep doing that, I will,” he says, wobbling, so he sits down; she moves between his legs and pumps him just a little faster, the cock now pointed at her chest. He is breathing hard. ‘Ugh, what a way to lose my virginity with a woman,’ he thinks.

  “And what are you going to do after you cum?” She whispers, looking up at him and moving her mouth closer to his cock.

  “Keep my mouth shut?” he asks, his back arching thinking about those warm lips.

  Izzy smiles. “Good boy,” she whispers. Then louder she says, “Did you like watching, you pervert?” She runs a hand across her full belly. “Tell me it was hot. Watching me get impregnated.”

  The lifeguard shakes; he struggles to not cum. ‘Be cool, man, be cool,’ he repeats over and over in his head.

  Izzy opens her mouth, teasing him with the very tip of her tongue, then she presses her lips to it in a kiss. He feels his cock thicken slightly, and she opens her mouth in surprise as he shoots one long continuous cum, filling Izzy’s mouth with the saltiest cum she has ever tasted; she swallows reflexively and has a moment of self-reflection: ‘I am losing control,’ her mind whispers.

  “I uhh should go,” the lifeguard mutters. “If you need anything, just yell.” He puts his cock back in his pants and climbs back up his lifeguard tower. He sits up high watching her as she floats on the water, her belly bobbing to the surface.

  A few minutes pass; the lifeguard is falling asleep, and Izzy is just floating in the pool. She hears Jacob's voice. “Izzy, where did you go? I made a complete p, and I can't find you,” Jacob calls out.

  “Over here, Jacob, in the soaking pool,” she yells back.

  “Where? What is a soaking pool?” he yells back at her from the zy river.

  “In the soaking pool behind the hedgerow,” Izzy yells back again.

  He climbs out of the zy river and finds a way through the hedgerow to see Izzy floating with her bikini bottom missing, the water hiding the pregnant belly. She looks half asleep. He climbs into the water and gives her a kiss. She kisses back. Her cheeks burning, ‘How do I expin this?’ she thinks as the aftereffects of the precum are getting harder to fight, making her more and more tired.

  Jacob notices the salty taste. “Is there cum in your mouth?” He asks, and she nods, confused as to why he hasn't asked about her belly. Her hand slowly rubbed it, a soothing feeling.

  “Maybe,” she finally says, and he moans softly, so she kisses him again, and he blushes.

  ‘Why is this so hot?’ He thinks and pulls her close, but her belly gets in the way. “Izzy, why is your belly so big?” He asks, holding her as close as he can.

  “I am pregnant.” She mutters sleepily, pulling his hand onto her belly.

  “Your what?” He says as his heart races. He feels the world going a little gray.

  “Pregnant,” she mutters again. She shivers with an aftershock.

  “With whom? What? I was gone for a half hour,” Jacob asks the half-asleep Izzy, his mind racing.

  “Tentacle beast,” she mutters and shakes her head to wake up some before She carefully climbs up and ys back on the concrete, her vagina inches from the edge of the water, and says, “And I want you to lick me. My clit aches and needs your attention.”

  Jacob stares at the cum slowly coming out of her still. And then at the bump, the panic was still flooding his body, ready to fight or run. But the longer he looks, maybe he should stay. He notices he is growing erect.

  “Show me you love me, Jacob,” she whispers. He moves forward and licks her clit. The taste makes his mouth tingle and his dick solidly hard; he licks and sucks her clit, afraid to lick her vagina, not understanding what is happening.

  For Izzy's part, she lies there watching the clouds and pys with her breasts, finally the buildup of tension in them flowing to her clit, and she grabs his hair painfully.

  “You should have seen it, Jacob; the creature is all tentacles, and it used me,” she groans as he persuades her tired, sore, and tingly body to try to cum.

  He reaches down and strokes himself in the water. “That's right, take care of yourself, Jacob, while you make me cum,” she says, repying the st half hour of her life over and over.

  He tries to talk, but she has a tight hold on his head. The vibrations from his voice make her clit buzz. “I love you, Izzy,” he was trying to say.

  She doesn't st long and soon orgasms and falls asleep, leaving Jacob still pumping himself and licking her for 20 seconds before he shoots into the water. It leaves him feeling unfulfilled.