She went to the jungle to collect samples. She came back full of something else.
When a lone explorer discovers a glowing spring deep in the rainforest, she has no idea it's the spawning ground of something ancient—and very much alive. The Frogman rises from the mist, silent and slick, and fills her with more than just wonder. His body is cool and pulsing, his c**k ridged and fertile. She's pinned, bred, and left trembling in the water.
But that's just the beginning.
Back at her lodge, her belly swells, her body heats, and her instincts shift. She needs water. She needs warmth. And when the contractions start, her body opens to release something slippery, sacred… and alive.
A monster erotica short full of breeding, birthing, and the strange bliss of being filled by something utterly inhuman.
