Zav Taylor, a Shy Human

Zzah'lia sits on her comfortable recliner chair, smoking a cigarette, while waiting for her first client of the night. The smoke makes her voice deeper and lower, which she has been told makes her sound more sultry. Luckily for her, that is the aesthetic she's aiming for.

She's wearing nothing but a pair of grey panties, perfect underwear to show off the thick bulge of her ovipositor.

When the door opens, she silently observe her new quarry. A young Human, maybe around nineteen or twenty. They look quite androgynous, wearing nondescript traveling clothes and sporting short brown hair.

They anxiously looks back at her, rubbing their hands together as if they don't quite know what to do with them.

She stares them down with her big inquisitive starry eyes, then blows out puff of smoke through her gills. "First time?"

The Human stammers. "Y-Yes- No, well, yes, but no, but huh... I've had sex before... but only, huh, with a Human, and, huh, not-not paid."

There's something so adorable about nervous Humans. Their kind is usually so prideful and brash, seeing one tripping over their own words is a uniquely delectable pleasure.

"What do you want, Zav?"

They stare back, eyes and mouth agape, as if they hadn't realized that their name would be displayed on the reservation. They probably don't know just how much information she actually got on them; Every client's CEC file is forwarded to the whore they schedule a visit with, so she knows their full name, age, weight, height, emergency contacts, known associates and family, but also their entire transaction history with the corporation. Thanks to their file, she knows that they bought an antique pinball machine two years ago at a CEC-owned playstore (a useless piece of information, but she has it nonetheless).

"I, huh..." They turn an adorable shade of red. "I was wondering... I mean... I'd like to try... I would like to know what it feels like to be... egged."

Zzah'lia smiles at them, delighted by the sight of beads of sweat forming across their forehead. "Would you like a gentle breeder, or a mean breeder?"

They stare back for a moment, their lips moving slowly while they evidently ponder over the choice they weren't expecting to be given. "What... what's the difference?"

"Gentle, I'll be soft and whisper nice things to you while filling you to the brim with my spawns. Mean, I'll pull your hair and make you beg for it while degrading you."

They clasp their hand as they consider their options. Zzah'lia gives them some time to think, as she takes a long drag of her cigarette.

"I'd like to try mean, I think..." Just as they say this, they hastily add, "but I can change back to nice if I want, right? If-If I don't like mean, I mean."

"Sure," she says. "If you can't take it anymore, just say so and I'll turn nice." She extinguish her cigarette and then stands up.

They are taller than her by almost a full feet, but she still manages to stare them down.

"Get down on your knees, mammal."

It takes Zav a few seconds to realize that they've just been given an order, and then they hastily obey. She roughly grabs their hair and pull it back, forcing them into eye contact. The look in their eyes is unmistakable; They're enjoying this. Zzah'lia decides to see how far she can go.

"Open your mouth."

As soon as they do as they're told, she bends down over them and spits in the open mouth. They flinch in surprise, but then the look of pleasure fills their eyes again.

She pushes their face against her crotch, rubbing their nose and lips against the bulge in her panties. "Can you feel it pulsing? It's like it knows that there's a warm human host ready to be bred."

The Human moans against her ovipositor, obviously fantasizing about the feeling of getting stretched out by alien eggs.

"Tell me what you want, slut."

"I want..." They take a long sniff, taking in as much of the Martian's scent as they can. "I want your eggs... I want them in my butt."

She pulls her underwear down, revealing her egg-shaft. The client's eyes are firmly glued to it, full of desire and admiration. "Suck it," she orders. "Prove to me that you truly want it."

Zav does their very best to try and prove their desire, licking, sucking and slobbering all over the alien prick. Feeling a warm sloppy mouth around it fills Zzah'lia with a strong feeling of bliss, and she can't help but think of what it'll feel like inside the Human's butt.

She pulls them away by the hair, her ovipositor throbbing with the innate desire to breed. She pushes them down on their hands and knees, and promptly pull down their pants and undergarment. Zav tremble with anticipation, and then lets out an involuntary moan when the tip of Zzah'lia's egg-rod touches their asshole. She squeezes out gelatinous egg-juice all over their crack.

"What is it you want?" She asks, while rubbing the tip up and down against their quivering hole.

"Y-Your eggs..."

"Louder!"

"Your eggs!"

"Tell me what you want!"

"I want to be filled full of your Martian eggs!"

"Are you ready to be my slutty breeding vessel?"

"Yes!"

And with that, she thrusts forward, entering her client's rectum. She could start pumping out eggs right away, but she wants to give them the full experience of getting sodomized by an alien.

"Do you like being my good little brood mare?"

"Yes! Ah, please use me! Make me your good little toy!"

She moves inside them quickly and deeply, her egg-jelly keeping their tight asshole well-lubricated. The warmth of their insides is exhilarating, and she finds herself enjoying the act thoroughly.

"Oh! I'm close! I'm getting close!" They scream as they're nearing an anal orgasm.

"Good little brood slut. Cum for me while I impregnate you."

She starts pushing her eggs out, and she feels the Human tensing up beneath her as the thick orbs travel through her ovipositor, further stretching out their sphincter. Zav's shaky moans announce their climax, and they drool all over the floor while half a dozen eggs are pumped into their guts.

Zzah'lia pulls out and then takes a moment to observe her satisfied client's gaping butthole. Sights like these remind her of just how much she loves her job.