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50Martha started applying the leeches, keeping to a pattern where she skilfully placed them, ensuring they intersected the existing circles. She finished.%u201cThere%u2019s four left over and no space left on you.%u201d Martha told her.%u201cPush them into my anus, Martha.%u201d%u201cWhy?%u201d%u201cSo they know they are in me, that they are back in the swamp.%u201d Carla replied, and so Martha did.Afterwards, Carla used her mouth and her hands to fuck Martha, licking her vagina, her clitoris, and cleaning her anus with her tongue. She enjoyed hearing her come, her moans of pleasure.Inside her own body, Carla felt the tiny creatures growing and wondered if it was time to let them out. She thought about it as she fell asleep. Swamp Tramp? Yes I am and will be, and fuck them all%u2014the cruel people outside of my world.Several days passed with Carla checking the toilet bucket, looking at the developing patterns on her body, fishing with Martha, and making an excellent bow and many arrows. It was the most contented period in her entire life and the first time she%u2019d known happiness day after day.The babies in the bucket were now more than visibly identifiable and were small green octopus-like creatures. They were growing rapidly now and most were about the size of the top segment her little finger, still too small to survive long in the swamp. One or two had actually pushed their way out through her anus, a moment which gave Carla a great thrill and pleasurable moment. To feel life emerging from her body and to know it was her lovers children made her feel special and chosen. After a week had passed, she removed the sponge and bag from her vagina and squatted over the bucket. She had two orgasms as tens of the Swamp Tramp