You run your hand along the engorged, pulsing flesh of their ovipositor, tormented whimpers and shallow, short breaths emerging from their gritted teeth as they thrust into your hand in attempt to force the intense pressure through their narrow passage. They couldn't cum until the eggs were through, and it was taking a toll on them - their phallus was painfully sensitive, and on top of the overwhelming lust and need to deposit their eggs came the intense, periodic contractions that rippled through their abdomen and down the length of their already overstimulated xenocock.
It wouldn't be long until you feel something bulging at the base of their member, the first of many eggs. They were small in size as to be deposited without harm, but came in droves, just big enough for each of them to be felt as vividly as the last as they and the fluid surrounding them forced their way through their laboring host. You tighten your grip on their host's swollen member, meanwhile, their small, uncoordinated thrusts evolve into erratic bucking as their eggs began to open them from the inside, whimpers turning to grunts of effort as they're stretched, and finally, the first egg pushes through the base of their birth canal and begins its journey to the tip of their ovipositor.
It doesn't leave immediately, though. In fact, the pressure only builds as more eggs stack up behind it. Finally, the pressure breaks. Alien hands grip you tightly as the ovipositor's owner attempts to ground themself through the torrential release of fluid and eggs, overwhelmed sobs tearing from their mouth as they beg for the painful stimulation to finally be over.
Hi lovely, I hope things pick up for you real soon! Remember that your story is yours and also completely free for people to read, so keep writing those two deliciously messed up individuals however you please!
I wanted to also let you know — remember how TV shows used to more often come out with episodes weekly? How good it was to watch the latest episode, to want to scream when it would leave you with a cliffhanger, and then the excitement and anticipation leading up to the next one? Yeah, that doesn’t happen much these days. I sorely miss it, but your fic? I get the same feeling reading your chapters and then waiting for the next one. It’s a daily thought, that of, “oh boy, I’m so excited for the next part! I can’t wait!”
It gives me something to look forward to and gives me just a bit of joy in these trying times, so thank you for that. Love everything you do ❤️ Please take care!
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That's so incredibly kind. I want to cry about it. Thank you for your support.
ok. since this writing is from a reader perspective and i'm not sure how to conclude:
you find your very pregnant, in labor ex-boyfriend on a tram bus while on your way to a holiday event that your cousin is hosting. some things about the nature of his new "relationship" are revealed, and the state he's in isn't that great (to put it mildly). what now? your options are:
A - it's not safe to deliver here. you don't know what he's got in him, or how many, but if he gives birth here, there's no saying whether you'll be able to get both him and the spawn somewhere safe. thankfully, he also seems set on keeping it in - all you can do is hold onto him and do your best to soothe what pains you can until you get to the cabin you booked for the night.
B - you know that it doesn't matter if you try to keep him from pushing out whatever's in him, regardless of how hard he's trying to keep it in - it's coming out, and it's not waiting. you barely have time to get him off the tram and into a more private spot before shifting him into position, propping him up on your lap despite his fearful protests while you try to reassure both of you that it'll be okay.
C - either of the above but make it horny, he's hurting so much. you just want to relieve his pain, and he's already given permission to touch him - your hand reaches between his legs from behind, and he whimpers and buries his face into your chest as you find the swollen little shaft you're looking for.
D - my inbox is Open... feel free to move away from these options btw i've been writing the perspective character a specific way BUT if you want to disregard the actual story entirely and work off this premise you're welcome to! i will still try and come up with a response in both cases 👀