DNA Valkyrie - Chapter 39: Mutation

CHAPTER 39: MUTATION

She accepted to make his fantasy a reality. Richard quickly undressed himself and dove in bed with her. The room was dimly lit, only the lamp next to the bed partially illuminated the area. This caused the two to roughly have half of the body lit. A lot of shadows were cast all over Cynthia’s voluptuous and generous shapes as she removed all of her clothes.

With her now fully naked, she knelt at the center of the soft bed as she allowed Richard to come closer and closer to her... Eventually, he embraced her as he started caressing her large breasts. It didn’t take much longer for him to start licking both of her big nipples. The next step was to swallow them with his beast-like mouth, sucking on them for at least ten minutes straight before Cynthia finally reached a point during when her body produced natural milk once more. It was the first time she did since earlier at the old office with Titan.

Despite having recently made aware of her new pregnancy, Richard still found himself a little surprised when he first felt her squirting, warm, and fresh milk coming out of her nipple, filling the interior of his mouth. The organic liquid remained in limbo inside of her mouth for a few seconds as he realized and fully understood what was going on. Cynthia was already able to produce milk. For him, this meant that her pregnancy was a little more advanced than he originally thought it was.

“What’s wrong?” Cynthia asked, unsure why Richard jumped a little upon discovering the milk filling up his mouth and why he didn’t swallow it right away.

Oh, right! Perhaps he’s a little more used to have sex with women of his species... Mammals tend to make a lot more milk than reptiles... He might have been a little surprised, she thought.

“It’s fine…” She barely heard him muttered as he, of course, still had one of her thick nipples deep inside of his mouth as he passionately sucked on it.

“Okay, then…” Cynthia simply responded.

In the end, he didn’t mind at all...

Not one bit...

The twister of milk in limbo ended inside of his mouth as he ultimately swallowed everything. He kept sucking on her nipples and drinking her sweet milk for several more minutes until his Saurius belly was full.

Not because her breasts were running out of stock. Her nipples were both oozing with fresh milk. She was still going without ever showing a sign of slowing down, naturally producing more and more milk. Richard stopped because he couldn’t drink anymore...

With his belly now full, he suddenly lied down on the right side of his body, on his right hip and shoulder. He brought Cynthia with him during the swift change of positions. She also lied down on the side of her body, on her right hip and shoulder. Being the good girl Cynthia was, she immediately opened her legs extremely wide, as wide as possible. Richard then quickly slid his tank-like hard cock down her wet pussy.

He started fucking her.

Meanwhile, he kept his bestial hands all over her big breasts as she accidentally kept oozing warm milk out of the tip of her nipples. The heat and the excitement of the current situation caused her to actively produce milk non-stop. It was the very first time she had Richard inside of her. She had never felt a Saurius dick like this one before. The unique Ankylosaurus species of Saurius all had heavily armoured members that could get a little softer for reproductive acts while keeping their hard, armoured rigidity. Cynthia moaned very loud and accidentally kept her mouth wide opened in ecstasy during most of this sexual activity.

Richard couldn’t see her face during their mutated reproduction. First of all, her back was facing him and he in the end, mostly kept his eyes fully shut during the act. However, Cynthia couldn’t bring herself to have them shut. She was wide awake and focused as she was getting her pussy drilled with his big cock.

There was no other way around it. The intensity of his blows in her vagina were much too strong for her not to be swept away by all of this. A polar opposite to her current partner, Cynthia stared at the window in the room if front of her as she was getting fucked. This window was half-closed and she could easily see her own reflection in the glass. Sadly for her, she couldn’t see much of Richard excerpt for his large hands groping her jiggling, jutted breasts and his fierce member coming in and out of her at a rapid pace.

It turn her on even more to see what was cooking. To see how dependant of his lustful dick she was.

Oh gosh, I can see myself... I can see him banging me... This reminds me that I always wanted to record myself fucking with someone... Maybe it’ll happen sometime in the near future... All of this triggered her to think about that kind of stuff.

But then, she quickly turned her head around, close to her partner’s face and proceeded to kiss him. Just like the slut she obviously was, she heavily stuck her long tongue out of her mouth and forced it inside of his. He, of course, immediately accepted this and licked her tongue in return. It was completely messy but this exactly was what Cynthia found exciting out of it.

A big amount of their saliva leaked all over her left shoulder.

Roughly four minutes after the first penetration, Richard dramatically ejaculated inside of her. He cummed inside of her vagina.

“The second injection of semen days after the inception of the pregnancy…” Richard said.

“What about it?”

“This is going to be causing a mutation…”

“A mutation?” She asked just before moaning extremely loud one more time as her partner of the moment rammed his pleasing, armoured dick deep down into her one more time just before finally pulling out following his ejaculation.

Two days later, Cynthia was hired. One evening, she started working as a strip dancer again but this time under Richard’s supervision in his newly renovated and rebrand club. Viewers discovered going up on stage and sensually walking in front of them for the very first time since her return. Just like before, she wore her Blue Heart outfit, but this time, there was something strictly different regarding her overall appearance. Two additional days into the pregnancy, after the mutation had all caused her to physically change a little. The Blue Heart now had a huge pregnant belly. She couldn’t hide it anymore. It was now pretty obvious that she was at the end of her road, she was soon about to give birth. Not only to some DNA mixed children with The Counter and other male individuals from his castle. But now, the DNA of her upcoming children had all been seriously and drastically altered by Richard’s seeds. Mutated. The chances were pretty high for the children to mainly be from him. But no one knew really. It was a mutation. Anything could happen really. During those last two days, Cynthia kept going back to her old office in order to feed, treat, and take care of Titan no matter what. She never forgot about him. And he was slowly but surely getting better too. Cynthia also made sure to keep calling the manor every day but no one picked up again... So she mostly stayed to her safe spot here at the strip club, where no one could really hurt her. With her advanced pregnancy, she couldn’t run around too much. But she could still make a little money dancing.

“Holy shit! I’m so into pregnant girls!” One of the many viewers sitting on a chair near the stage shouted. The Blue Heart slowly walked up to him and showed him a pretty nice view at her wet vagina. She then kept strip dancing as best as she possibly could with her advanced pregnancy. She still managed to spin around one of the poles and to offer some decent performances for the clients.

As it was the case with most modern strip clubs, viewers simply sat there around the stage and casually masturbates themselves while watching her. Slipping back into this world and to dance again for plenty of perverts triggered her to go into heat once more. Similar to two days ago with Richard in bed, she quickly accidentally began producing milk again. Her chest suddenly turned a lot heavier again and milk started oozing out of her thick nipples. This caused her to quickly lose the pair of blue pasties that were covering her nipples up until now.

The two pasties dropped at her feet on top of the stage. Almost as soon as they left her nipples, rivers of fresh milk started flowing out of her heavy breasts. People in the room went nuts when they saw this happen before their eyes. A lot of them started clapping and hoping that the start of the evening would let them drink some of her precious milk. They loudly and vocally voiced their opinions.

With this sudden lustful heat taking over her, The Blue Heart felt this new request was something she totally had to do. She looked around, picked a random Saurius man that was surrounding the stage and stepped closer to him. She held and carried her big, pregnant-looking breasts in her hair as she leaned forward. The Saurius man happily stood up and fully accepted her offer. He picked and grabbed one of her tits. He went for the left one in his case. He placed his lips all around her nipple, started to suck it and drank the milk directly from the source.

“Yummy…” The Blue Heart was able to hear coming it of his mouth as he had her big nipples stuck deep down his throat.

The Blue Heart did this to five other lucky viewers that evening before calling it a night, eventually getting a little too tired with her advanced pregnancy and everything. When she was done with her shift basically, Richard and two of his men came to help her get off the stage. She was then escorted back to her luxurious bedroom.

“Congratulations, Heart. You did fantastic,” Richard told her.

“Thank you…”

Cynthia collapsed and fell asleep not too long after getting off the stage, just before reaching her bedroom. With Richard being incredibly busy that night, he didn’t spend any time with her after the show. She stayed alone and slept for three hours, resting and recovering.

She slept for three hours but would have slept for much more if she didn’t receive a call in the middle of the night. The phone in her bedroom suddenly rang and woke her up. The phone for a very long time. It took her a while to grab it on the bedside table but she eventually did after a few dozens of seconds.

“Hello?” She was barely able to whisper as she was still half-asleep.

“Cynthia…”

“Yes?”

“It’s me…”

“Who?”

“It’s Quentin…”

“Quentin!?” There she was! Finally fully awoken.

“Yeah, it’s me…”

“Where were you? What happened? You were gone for so long!” She almost started panicking, desperately trying to figure out what happened.

“I will tell you, but not over the phone. Come meet me in an hour at your old apartment. I’ll tell you everything,” Quentin explained.

“But first tell me a little about what happened last time we saw each other, you took Joss with you, what did you do to him? Why did you disappear just like that?” She bombarded him with different questions.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

Quentin had abruptly hanged up. It was over.

A little later, Richard opened the door of her bedroom and came inside. Since she was not feeling so great following the show and due to her mutated pregnancy, he was hoping to come to see how she was doing after a little bit of rest. But when he walked into the room, she was already long gone. Her trench coat was nowhere to be seen and the windows in the room were wide opened. A faint, cold wind pierced through them and flew inside the room.

When Cynthia arrived at the point of rendezvous, she was about forty minutes in advance. She had to wait for Quentin to show up. Her old apartment was still uninhabited as she thought it would be the case. All the stuff she left behind were here. The place looked even worse than ever before. She suspected that homeless people maybe crashed her abandoned apartment for a while. Either that or wild animals came inside and used it as some sort of refuge.

Cynthia stood in a corner of the living room until Quentin finally showed up exactly an hour after the phone call earlier. The Ceratops Saurius came through the main front door of the apartment.

“Hello, Quentin,” Cynthia said not too long after he entered the place, surprising him with her punctuality as she used to always be late for work in the past. She revealed herself to him as she slowly came out of the shadows of the corner of the living room.

“Cynthia! Long-time no see…”

“I’m here, now. Tell me what the hell happened with you since last time,” she immediately told him.

“First of all, Cynthia, I’m glad you’re okay... I’ve been trying to get in touch with you following the incident but only managed to find you as I saw you on stage earlier this evening…” He said while slowly moving toward her, in hope to get her on his side but that quickly revealed itself not to be working as a tactic—because she suddenly grabbed his right arm and strongly twisted it, threatening to break it as he friendly tried to touch her shoulder. She held his arm in hostage, horribly hurting him in the process. She was definitely using her new Urzax strength to help her cause. Quentin screamed in terrible pain.

“What the hell? What are you doing, Cyn? I thought we were friends!”

“We are! But you also left me behind. Left me alone in the club with those guys. You simply disappeared afterward. You took Joss with you. What did you do to him?” Cynthia yelled at him.

“What? Why would even care about that monster, he hurt you. I only wanted to get rid of him for you. He deserved it,” he explained.

“Oh, yes, you’re right. Joss is a monster. But he deserved to judge for his fishy actions. Not to be abducted. Where is he now? I want to face him myself. I have no intention in having you doing this for me any longer. Where is he? I want to talk to him,” she asked him. He soon began to laugh softly following her most recent question.

“What are you laughing for?” Cynthia kept questioning him.

“I’m laughing because it’s gonna be a little complicated to get you to him…”

“What? Why? What did you do to him? Did you kill him?”

“I... After taking him with me, I deeply interrogated him... As one of his employees, I suspected for a while that he was doing fucked up things in the dark outside of the club... But after interrogating him for weeks, I was finally able to learn the truth…” Quentin slowly revealed.

“What truth? What the fuck are you talking about, Quentin?”

“I was right!”

“What were you right about? Tell me. Tell me!”

“He was running an underground black market prostitution ring. When an ‘older’ performer would start losing him money and was crashing down in popularity or workers that were not respecting his rules, he would get them... And bring them to a secret place where they would never see the light of day ever again of their life…” A long, awkward silence followed his last sentence...

“... Is this the truth...?” Cynthia softly asked after an eternal beat as she finally released her hold of his arm, slowly freeing him.

“... It is... And this is exactly what he was soon about to do to you... He told me so…”

“But where is he now? I want to see you,” she asked again.

“Trust me, Cyn, you don’t want to see him…”

“Take me to him now!” She yelled, she insisted as she grabbed and hurt his arm once more.