Impregnation

The King began to moan loudly, I felt his hard balls against me ripple, then his cock pulsed, my womb full of his cum. He had released something else inside me, his eggs. I could feel them, they felt about the size of a grape and he was pumping me full of them! I struggled to get away but he held me and laughed.

‘My eggs are yours’ he rasped ‘I’m going to fill you with them, make that belly nice and fat’ he cried. He pulled his cock back to the entrance of my cervix to make more room for the eggs he was still pumping into me. They felt heavy in my womb, my belly extending down only not as much as before. He let out one last cry and a jet of hot cum flooded me again, this was to probably push the last of his eggs into me. He pulled out of my womb and rested his cock against my sore and bruised cervix, I whimpered as he rubbed the softening head against me. The fluid he had pumped me full of began to pour out of my tightening cervix, the gap to small for any eggs to fall though.

‘To the humans this looks like cum or sperm if you prefer, but its really a lubricant to pave the way for the releasing off eggs, inside you it makes the womb sticky so the eggs bind together. When you fuck a human, if your eggs are not matured enough for release you will still cum, but it will just be this lubricant fluid, you poured it all over yourself on my chair, remember?’ he said, his voice sultry like before. He took hold of his member and pulled it out, moaning as he did. I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted from the ordeal, my belly felt sore, my organs felt bruised and my womb full of hundreds of my King’s eggs.

‘hmmmm, I can see all way up your cunt to your red raw cervix, my cum is pooling in the creases of your stretched canal’. I tried to look up to him but could only hum. He picked me up and I whined in protest, all of my body feeling sore, he put pressure on my belly and I felt my pussy contract as excess cum poured out of me, my belly shrinking, leaving only his eggs inside. He lay on his back and lay me on his muscular chest, pulling the sheets over us he whispered,

‘Rest now, tomorrow we hunt a human’ and with that I fell asleep on his chest, with one hand holding my slightly swollen belly, full of my King’s precious eggs.