the next morning comes and another ceremony. the pack is present and ready to leave, the naked and still collared oracle kneels next to her current owner and praises the goddess, her gifts and fertility. the way she holds her belly let's everyone know that the fuckfest was indeed successful for her. she is bearing the cub and eventual successor of the leader. while she gives him another blowjob he removes the chain and collar, symbolically relieving her from his services before the pack howls and takes off. ambriel is informed that for the remainder of the day the elves will rest (and clean up). in the evening they expect others to return or come to their sanctuary, looking to fulfill their carnal desires
Ambriel helps as she can with the clean up, and check on thoses who needed care.
she also checks upon her previous altered elves if they are happy with their alterations.
it seems everyone is happy with the situation as it is. overall its a very relaxed day for everyone and it flies by fast
Ambriel takes that rest as welcome as she could, she knows she has stil some tasks and trials in the next few days. WWho knows when she would have opportunity to relax again.
It was very pleasant to sit on cushion and not having anything to do for a moment, and it also help with that big belly in formation. Having some snacks and drink sure bring calmness.
in the evening ambriel's body feels bloated, from the feeling of it its a large egg she is carrying and about to deliver in a few hours
Ambriel decides to not wait until morning to go to the meeting with the dragon. Walking during the last stage of pregnancy could be hazardous. So, even if it's night she get Cherub and her stuff, she explains to the oracle where she'll go, and slowly walk out of the elvish settlement.
"well, I think it would be there. let's make it more confortable for waiting. Cherub could you make a fire, please?"
the golem walks around collecting wood before he stacks it and makes a small fire
Ambriel eats a small biscuit and drink some water, so she won't be hungry but not overloaded; tehn she waits.
Ambriel was hoping to hold until the dragon, but when the birth happen, he wasn't there yet.
"Damned! Well, if it's time... let's get this thing out of me!"
Ambriel tried to get ready for it and brace herself for the pushing needed
the birth itself is rather uncomplicated. the big object is smooth and ambriel is getting in heat as the contractions set it. as she pushes out the lubed up and warm egg she climaxes, moaning loudly until the egg is out in its wholeness, bigger than imagined
its soft leathery shell has a pulse of its own, it will still grow a lot before hatching but for now it has left the warmth and protectiveness of its mothers womb
"well, my first egg. I hope it'll be somewhat enough. Let wait for your father, shall we"
Ambriel tries to keep the egg warm.
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