So many eggs......

Chris barely had time to catch his breath before Airy was squirming against him again, her tiny hands patting at his softening cock with frantic little slaps. "Moremoremoremore~!" she chirped, her voice rising into a whine as her hips gyrated in clumsy circles, the cum already leaking from her swollen pussy making obscene squelching noises. "Pwease Master, more! Airy needs it, needs it, needs it~!"

Her wings buzzed in erratic bursts, sending flecks of glitter cascading down her flushed skin as she rutted against him like an overexcited puppy. The sigil on her stomach pulsed brighter with each **** grind, the magic thrumming through her dumb little body rewriting her insides in real time—her womb convulsing as the first thick, gelatinous egg cluster began forming inside her, stretching her even fuller.

Chris groaned, his fingers digging into her plush waist as he felt her insides shift unnaturally around him. "Fuck—you really are just a set of holes, aren't you?" he muttered, watching her tits jiggle violently as she bounced in place, her hot pink eyes crossed in mindless bliss.

Airy didn’t even register his words. Her entire world had narrowed to the heat between her legs, the way her cunt clenched around nothing now that he’d pulled out, aching to be stuffed again. "Moremoremore!" she babbled, her voice cracking into a squeak as another egg cluster swelled inside her, making her tiny belly distend even more. Drool dripped from her lips, her tongue lolling as she pawed at his thighs. "Airy’s—uhhh—Airy’s empty! Needs Master’s big—hic—big cock!"

With a rough chuckle, Chris grabbed her by the wings, pinning them between his fingers as he lifted her up. Her squeal turned into a giggly moan as he dragged her dripping slit along his shaft, smearing her own mess—and his cum—back over his length. "You’re dripping, you stupid thing," he growled, thumbing her swollen clit just to watch her legs kick.

Airy’s response was a high-pitched keen, her back arching as another egg cluster solidified into place inside her, her insides fluttering around the growing clusters. "Ooooh! Ooooh! Feels funny!" she giggled, her fingers tangling in her own hair as her belly gave a tiny, visible blorp. The sigil flared hot pink, tendrils of magic coiling around her hips, keeping her stretched and ready.

Airy’s belly swelled grotesquely, her tiny frame distorting as the eggs multiplied inside her, pulsing and shifting under the sigil’s glow. Her skin stretched tight, the sheer weight of them dragging her downward until she was slumped against Chris’s thigh, her legs splayed obscenely wide. But her vacant, blissed-out grin never wavered—if anything, it grew dizzier, her pink eyes rolling as another thick blorp echoed from her stuffed womb.

"Ooooh, Masterrr~!" she slurred, her voice a breathy squeak as her fingers prodded at her swollen middle. "Airy’s all—hic—all squishy!" The eggs jostled inside her, pressing against her already overstimulated walls, and she let out a giggly moan, her wings fluttering uselessly.

Then the first egg crowned.

Airy’s back arched violently, her cunt clamping down as the slick, rounded tip breached her. "Eeeee—nyaaaah!" Her squeal pitched into a shriek as the egg popped free, sliding out in a gush of fluids and landing with a wet plop between her thighs. The sensation sent her into a full-body convulsion, her tits bouncing wildly as her tiny hands scrambled at nothing, her mind white-hot with pleasure.

But before she could even catch her breath, another egg **** its way out—then another—each one triggering another brutal orgasm that left her twitching and drooling. "Nnnngh! Hah! M-More! More pop-pop-pop!" she babbled, her thighs trembling as hundreds of rapidly growing eggs spilled from her in rapid succession as if she was an apple snail, her pussy stretched wide around each one.

Chris watched, transfixed, as the eggs hit the air—and moved. The shells pulsed, then cracked, splitting open as long, slender limbs unfolded from within. In seconds, fully grown fairies emerged—each one a perfect, giggling copy of Airy, their pink eyes just as vacant, their bodies just as plush and bimbo-fied.

The first one stretched, her wings shimmering, before immediately latching onto Chris’s leg. "Oooh, big Master~!" she cooed, nuzzling against him.

Airy, still gaping and twitching from the last egg, barely noticed. Her belly had finally deflated, but her cunt was still fluttering, drooling a mix of cum and slick down her thighs. "A-Ahh… more… more…" she whimpered, pawing weakly at the air as another wave of fairies hatched around her, their giggles filling the room.