[michime]

The vines formed a canopy over the breeder's head shading the walking womb from the harsh sun.  "I bet you can't even move if you tried," the voice teased while continuing to play with the massive belly, "but you're so much fun to play with and impregnate.  You're so beautiful like you are right now."  The bark of the tree pulled away to reveal the soft flesh underneath then the vines gently pulled Cassian back to make a somewhat comfortable bed.