[SimonBrownMpreg]

"If I'm going to serve as a brood mother for everything on this planet, then I think learning all I can about this world would be best," Khell answered. What a twist of fate in which he found himself. The Major came here with the soul mission of reaping Celbion for its natural resources, but now here he was acting as an all-access breeding ground for its inhabitants. It was a punishment and somehow... a privilege. Part of his mind still rejected his new role and thought of it only as cruel fate. Another part of him was slowly accepting his new role, compelled by the will of the planet itself.

As Thundermouth continued petting his round belly, Khell's white markings began glowing a little, revealing his slowly growing arousal. He closed his eyes, imagining himself back on Zeostea with a lover... perhaps the strapping and handsome navigator from the last crew he worked with. Khell imagined himself in the comfort of his own home with his partner who admired his fully belly, waiting for the birth of their child. He imagined violet fingers teasing and circling his fattened navel while sweet whispers tickled his ear.

Again, an ethereal voice moved through the cave and Khell swore he could hear those whispers for real. His long tail curled and uncurled. He panted quietly as his markings glowed brighter. The womb deep in his body tingled and practically ached to be filled again. "Wh-What is this feeling?" Khell gasped.