11-22-2017, 08:35 PM
Hitsugi gave a strangled cry when Lucien questioned him, face scrunched up into something between intense pleasure and excruciating pain. It was like being stuck in the most intense orgasm, each wave pushing him to another.
He whined when Lucien touched his tight belly, the skin so stretched over his womb. The growth seemed to be slowing, leaving the poor bird with a belly that looked 8 months along. All those hard eggs needed somewhere to go, but the first one was blocking the way.
When Lucien pressed on the egg and he jerked, it pushed back into the next egg, and of course his prostate. It was the most intense wave of pleasure yet, making his inner walls convulse and force the egg back out with a loud wet pop. The next egg quickly took its place, and with a twitch of his hips, it popped out as well...followed by the third, and fourth, and so on until he had popped out twelve grapefruit sized eggs...
There was no way of counting how many times he came...he collapsed against the bed, face wet with sweat, drool, and tears...his belly coated in his own cum, still quite round from the second batch of eggs maturing within...his legs remained widely splayed, his slit gaping and swollen, still twitching from the aftershocks of his ordeal...
He whined when Lucien touched his tight belly, the skin so stretched over his womb. The growth seemed to be slowing, leaving the poor bird with a belly that looked 8 months along. All those hard eggs needed somewhere to go, but the first one was blocking the way.
When Lucien pressed on the egg and he jerked, it pushed back into the next egg, and of course his prostate. It was the most intense wave of pleasure yet, making his inner walls convulse and force the egg back out with a loud wet pop. The next egg quickly took its place, and with a twitch of his hips, it popped out as well...followed by the third, and fourth, and so on until he had popped out twelve grapefruit sized eggs...
There was no way of counting how many times he came...he collapsed against the bed, face wet with sweat, drool, and tears...his belly coated in his own cum, still quite round from the second batch of eggs maturing within...his legs remained widely splayed, his slit gaping and swollen, still twitching from the aftershocks of his ordeal...