It's hard not to get pregnant by a man-beast that ejaculates in literal gallons. Fueled by Cheetos and Pepsi, the egg matured quickly. You thought it was just indigestion from eating at the Taco Bucket, but when you looked into the toilet, a giant feces smeared egg sat quivering in the septic mess.
You cared for it, kept it warm. You knew it either contained your child or some other delicious animal. Now it has hatched and your dark motherhood has begun! It must be strange nursing a baby with a mouth full of grasping tentacles. You could switch to formula, or you could try feeding him neighborhood children. They all look so plump and tasty.
One day the elder beast will return and claim his child. With the powers of the star-born, he will depose the current celestials and usher in an age of fire and rot. Until that day, good luck enrolling him in day care.
|Awww, he has his father's tentacles.|