Miss Fallow looked up hesitantly, trying to get a look at the thing that was about to eat her., desperately hoping that it wasn’t what she thought it was. One look at the thing’s proboscis made her heart sink. The thing riding on top of her was a Grey Stalker, one of her worst nightmares.

“But I wanted to fuck a boy before I died…” she whimpered. Fitting last words for a woman who had never done anything worthwhile with her life.

The sharp spike rammed down into her useless head, cracking her skull, and giving the suckertube access to her frontal cortex. Grey Stalkers were infamous for eating the brains of their prey. But they were feared for one of their unique biological facts, they used the mindless bodies as other species as living eggsacs to incubate their young. The process was considered to be extremely traumatic for the individual who underwent it. Jennifer Fallow made an undignified, whorish face of surprise as the Stalker began to feast itself on her below average IQ brain. Her massive jugs bounced around, making smear trails on the glass, as the creature began to deposit its large round eggs up inside her overstretched, wet, pink babymaker. Her womb filled to a painful bursting, but still the eggs continued to slide into her unabated.
Uuuuuuuuuuggghhhh… nnooooooo… stop it… I’m too fullll!!! I’m gonna burst.” The cute teacher whimpered.