Billie in Room 317 (Oviposition)

Almost without thinking I found myself standing in front of the door to room 317. I heard my goddess again. “His door is unlocked. Why don’t you go in and introduce yourself.”

I looked down at my still naked body. I was rock hard, my pussy was leaking down my thigh and I was still covered in my (and Maggie’s) cum. I thought about running back to my dorm to clean up but at that moment I heard a soft noise, somewhere between a moan and a sob coming from room 317. Worried about getting caught and curious about the noise I’d just heard I quickly stepped inside, locking the door behind myself.

The room was a single dorm (Billie must have lucked out when it came to registering for rooms), but otherwise looked exactly like all the rest, though nowhere near as messy as Maggie’s. The bed was made but had several large wet spots on the sheets. Someone (presumably Billie) sat in a chair facing away from the door towards the computer, which appeared to be displaying pornography. Specifically a video of a pregnant woman masturbating. Judging by his arm movements the person I assumed to be Billie was masturbating furiously to the image. I found myself getting aroused at the sight (it doesn’t take much to get my new body going, does it?), and decided to make myself known before things got out of hand.

I cleared my throat to get Billie’s attention, and he (in a move I think every guy has attempted at some point) tried to close out of his porn while spinning around to see who was there. He seemed to get stuck halfway through the motions when his view focused on the naked guy with an erection standing in his room, and apparently failed to realize that his boxers were still around his ankles and his shirt was pulled up under his chin.

As he took in my appearance (again my body refused to let me cover myself), I took the opportunity to look him over as well. He had dark hair, with pale skin and a thin frame that made him look cute but nerdy. His otherwise very thin frame bulged out at the stomach (a bit like he had a beer belly), and his chest likewise puffed out with the appearance of small breasts. Looking further down I noticed his right hand apparently unconsciously stroking his cock, which seemed roughly normal (though the opening for his urethra looked wider than normal) until I looked below it.

Where on most men a scrotum would be found, Billie seemed to have an empty patch of skin. Around his cock were folds of skin that looked exactly like labia, as though his penis had erupted from a vagina.

Billie seemed to recognize where I was looking and closed his legs, though I noticed his hand continued stroking. “Um, who are you? How did you get in here? Why are you naked?”

“Billie, my name is John. I was asked to come here by someone who said you needed help.”

“I don’t need any help. I can control this myself.”

“Control what, Billie?”

He blushed, seeming to realize he’s said more than he intended. Before he could say anything he grunted as his lower body seemed to spasm. His masturbation sped up and his left hand shot up to begin pulling and twisting one of his nipples.

I walked over towards his chair as he apparently tried to get his body back under control. “Billie, tell me what happened to you and I can try to help you.”

I could almost see the exact moment where his verbal filter disengaged. “I can’t cum. I’ve been trying and trying but it’s been weeks since I dreamed about her and I haven’t been able to cum once since I saw her.”

“You had a dream about a woman? Billie, what happened to you in that dream?”

“I was just having a regular dream and then this woman appeared and said she could help me accept myself if I’d let her. She said…” He paused as though trying desperately to stop his mouth, but it seemed to win out and he continued. “She said she could help me stop being embarrassed by my breeding kink. I don’t know why but I believed her and said yes. Next thing I know I wake up and I’ve got a p…pussy down there.”

He whimpered slightly and switched to rubbing his other nipple and he continued stroking himself. “I started feeling something weird inside it, and suddenly my cock came pushing back out. Now every time my boner goes away my whole cock sucks back up inside. And if that wasn’t enough, I grew these” he gestured at his small breasts “and then my guts started feeling full. I think…” he blushed even darker red “I think I’m growing eggs. Somehow I know I need to cum to lay them, but no matter what I do I can’t!”

I suddenly realized what my goddess had sent me here to do. As I watched his hand stroking his cock I felt warmth deep in my pussy. I knew at some deep level that my body could offer him what he needed, and apparently it had already begun to prepare. New sensations began deep in my body, and it was like someone turned on a switch. My pussy got *unbelievably* wet. I felt hormones coursing through my body as it began to insist I do what nature intended, images flooding into my mind that made me blush as red as Billie. Images of Billie pumping me full of eggs until I was as pregnant as the woman he’d been masturbating to.

This was more than being horny. Before my change I spent more time than I probably should have jerking off, and my new body had done nothing but expand my sex drive. This wasn’t that. It was like an entirely new level of sexual need had triggered in me. The closest comparison I could think of was a female animal going into heat. Something about Billie had triggered this *need* in me. My body was preparing to accept him, and that process was now snowballing out of my control.

Suddenly I was on a timer. I looked Billie in the eyes and said “Look Billie, I don’t have enough time to explain everything but I was changed by the same woman you saw in your dreams. I think she sent me here because she knew you needed someone to help take care of your body’s needs.” I started to walk over to Billie’s bed but a powerful contraction deep inside my vagina caused me to lose my focus and fall to my hands and knees.

Time seemed to slow as Billie looked down and realized what changes I’d been referring to. His eyes locked on my vagina as it pulsed and released a gush of wetness onto the floor. It was suddenly my turn to have my verbal filter fail me. “Billie I don’t know if you’re into guys or not but if you are at all then I can take care of you. Something’s happening inside me and I think my…my womb is getting ready to accept your eggs.”

I stood up shakily and tried to walk over to Billie’s bed again, but a sudden rush of hormones triggered something in my brain and instead I found myself on my knees in front of Billie’s chair, face inches from his cock. I looked up to Billie’s face and opened my mouth to speak, but instead of forming words I found my tongue sticking out and looking him in the eyes for permission. After a split second of indecision his hand released his cock and he nodded.

I never would have expected his cock to taste so *good*. I had thought he would taste similar to when I’d tasted my own cum but apparently he lacked even internal testicles, as even his precum tasted more like feminine wetness than anything normally produced by a penis. Regardless of taste, the instant the tip touched my tongue I instinctively started sucking it and in seconds his head was filling my throat as my nose rubbed against his pubes. My cock and pussy were both throbbing as I deepthroated him (a skill my heat must have awoken, as it definitely wasn’t in my repertoire before) and they both ached sympathetically as he moaned and writhed in his chair, his hands both playing with his nipples.

I wanted to stay there sucking him off for a while longer, but another rush of hormones had me quickly standing and straddling him on his chair. I maintained enough willpower to look at him again and say “Look, I think we both want this *really* bad but tell me right now if you’re not comfortable, because once we get started I’m pretty sure we won’t be able to stop.”

He paused for a split second, then let go of his breasts and reached up to run his hands over my stomach and up my chest. “This isn’t exactly how I anticipated losing my virginity, but you’re kinda hot and if you’re okay with me putting eggs into you then all lights are green on my end.”

As though my body knew that any barriers were gone I felt a wave of heat and arousal like nothing I’d yet experienced. Suddenly I needed Billie more than I needed air to breathe. I reached down, grabbed Billie’s cock and lined him up with my vagina, and slid myself down onto him.

“Fuck you’re so tight” Billie moaned as my supernaturally aroused pussy took his virginity. He felt *enormous* in me. I don’t think he was really any bigger than Maggie but my body seemed to be responding differently to him. Muscles I hadn’t been fully aware of before were contracting in sequence, pulling him deeper into me and making sure I felt every vein and ridge on his cock in the process.

“Oh fuck you feel so big. I need more. Go deeper. I need you inside me.”

That seemed to trigger something in Billie, because suddenly he was grabbing my hips and pulling me down until I felt our clits mash against each other as he filled me up.

“OH FUCK” I screamed as I felt his cockhead push against my cervix. My goddess had already made that an erogenous zone for my new body, but this time it felt different. Almost…malleable. I knew a woman’s cervix wasn’t designed to be penetrated, but something about the hormones coursing through my body had apparently changed that for me.

“Are you okay?” Billie (apparently maintaining more composure than me) looked up at me with a worried expression.

I tried to keep eye contact with him while my body started pulling up and thrusting down onto his cock, my words punctuated with grunts and groans as I repeatedly impaled myself on him. “Billie, I need your UGH cock in my fuUHuuking womb. I can feeEeel your head puUuUshing against it. PleEease fuck me deeper so I caAan take your eggs in my OHhH.”

Apparently that was enough to break down any remaining reticence Billie felt, because in a heartbeat he’d grabbed me, stood up, and with me still impaled on his cock carried me over to his bed and started pounding the everloving shit out of me.

“Oh FUCK! FUCK BILLIE YES PLEASE MORE.” I felt Billie’s cock start to push harder against my cervix, and I began instinctively pulling him in tighter. The pressure at my cervix increased, and I felt Billie’s head start to press inside. “FUCK YES BILLIE DEEPER. FILL ME UUPPP.” I continued to moan and beg until I felt a sudden pop, and we both froze.

“Wait, what’s hap…?” Billie started to ask, but I was *way* beyond being able to answer.

I was so full I was going insane. My pussy was completely stuffed with Billie’s cock, and now my previously virgin womb had impossibly been penetrated by his cockhead. He moved backwards slightly (presumably still trying to thrust into me unconsciously), but we both realized almost instantly that the base of his head was firmly caught in my cervix. The sensation of him tugging inside me like that seemed to trigger another rush of hormones, and I felt an incredible rush of lust for him.

I could almost feel a deep desire for Billie etching itself onto my psyche. Sure Maggie still drove me wild and whatever my feelings were for Michael were definitely still there, but the act of having my womb penetrated by Billie’s slightly feminine cock had just changed something in me. Even though I was pretty sure intellectually that Billie’s eggs weren’t fertile I knew the feminine part of me now had a hardwired desire to be filled with his babies, and even my masculine side was feeling some romantic desire for this cute nerdy boy. I made eye contact with him, and something in Billie’s eyes told me he too was having some complicated psychosexual changes written into his brain.

I decided deeper consideration of those feelings would have to wait. Looking into Billie’s eyes had also told me that he was about to cum, and my new romantic feelings for him told me to make that climax more intimate. I reached up to his face and guided him down into a kiss. I felt our tongues dance together for a moment, before we both slipped over the edge.

“Baby, yes. Fuck take me egGs!”

I tried to speak but all that came out was a scream of pleasure. Warm spikes of orgasmic pleasure struck me again and again as Billie pumped egg after egg into my womb. I had assumed he would ejaculate them into me all at once like cum, but instead his penis was shooting them into my womb an egg at a time. Judging by the noises Billie was making he was also orgasming with each egg.

“Oh fuck John I can’t stop cuUuMing. I don’t know how mUuCh more I can take.”

I wanted to try to comfort him, but while he was dealing with his first multiple orgasm I was experiencing my own for the second time today. With Maggie I’d at least been able to black out after the first few but something about being filled with eggs was keeping me completely conscious as Billie made me cum again and again and again. I realized at some point that I’d been moaning “more” and “no more” interchangeably as I came my brains out. I started to lose track of how many times I’d climaxed, but the sight of my belly slowly swelling as it was pumped full of eggs served as a visual reminder.

I’m not sure how long it took Billie to finish (it felt like hours), but eventually his orgasms slowed and finally with one last egg he was spent. Quickly his cock started to retreat out of me (my cervix quickly closed as he slipped out of my womb), and rapidly retreated back into his body. Soon the boy that had just pumped me full was laying down next to me, his now flat stomach now matching the flat crotch where his pussy rested. As he lay there casually fondling his boobs (which seemed to have grown at least a cup size or two since I’d first seen them) I rested my hands on the bulge in my stomach that was the new home of Billie’s eggs.

I started to say something to him but realized he’d apparently passed out, and given how many orgasms I’d just endured I quickly decided he had the right idea.