Someone gifts you a tentcale dildo, perhaps a regular sized one, and it has some eggs with it. Now of course you're gonna use it, I mean it's a dildo after all. But something about it just feels... different, real to say the least. You're practically coming your brains out as you use it, feeling as those "fake" eggs go right inside of, it must be some high end one cause it feels like a real load filled you along with the eggs. So much so you sort of pass out, eggs still in ya.
But those weren't fake eggs, oh they were real eggs, and when you wake up their ready for laying, and that dildo tentacle, well, let's just say it wasn't a dildo after all~
Hope you enjoy the start of a happy new tentacle hive, with you at the center of it all~
I’m a big fan of fantasy toys, so I was very excited to be given a toy that must’ve cost a fortune with how detailed it was. It had a pretty blush to it, and after feeling around the unusually large base, I found its controls lightly beneath its squishy surface, like little nubs I could click back and forth
I experimented for a bit, thinking about how it almost felt like I was fingering something as I played with the controls. One made it go hard and turn redder, another made it start leaking lube, and another made it start lightly throbbing. The biggest one seemed to be on a sliding scale and made the base start to bulge, but I quickly turned it off, since my friend had told me that it was an egg laying dildo, and I didn’t want to figure out how to put them back in quite yet.
The amount of thought that went into it was impressive. I wondered if it had some sort of contact based charger, or if different was a hidden cap to where the batteries were kept…
I had nothing to do that evening, so I decided to take it for a spin. I used some of the lube to start to open myself up, teasing the tip like it was actually attached to a person. You can’t blame a man for liking the visuals of a thing like that, after all. As I eased it inside, straddling a bolster pillow, I appreciated how it was perfectly sized for me, fitting snugly and warming me from the inside
I took it easy, casually riding it and grinding down, letting the tip worm its way further in as my muscles relaxed. Despite its fit, it wasn’t uncomfortably long, so by the time I finally bottomed out it felt so comfortable and warm inside me. Of course I wouldn’t be able to feel it, but I fondly rubbed my lower belly as I started to get to a better pace. This toy and I were going to be very good friends indeed
Over the next hour, I blissfully rode my new gift, bracing my hand on the bolster pillow while reaching another down to play with my dick or the controls on the base of the dildo. Anytime it started to feel a little too rough, I simply had to press one of its buttons and I would get a hot spurt of fresh lube. It was downright hypnotic, the more I let it fill me, the more blissed out I became
Finally I decided it was time for the main event, and after edging myself all this time, I clicked the largest button to the left for the eggs to be released. It started slowly as it stretched me open. I felt like surely this was thicker than I was used to taking, but it didn’t hurt and so I didn’t mind. My mouth opened involuntarily as it traveled up, and finally settled heavily in me. I clicked the button to the left again, this time turning it up a notch. I gasped as the next egg worked its way up, while what had to be an internal vibrator excitedly twitched
Really nothing was stopping me from seeing how far I could go, I could just turn it off anytime I wanted. So, I clicked the button again, and a third egg filled me up and came to join the rest of its clutch, and as soon as it did another one started working its way into me
I moaned and rubbed my lower belly. If only I could really feel them pressing taught against my skin, but I was becoming too sleepy to think straight. It was warm and slick and oh so filling as I laid blissed out, half asleep, appreciating the solid, soothing throbs against my walls as I drifted into unconsciousness
Late that night, I woke up incredibly wet. Miraculously my new toy hadn’t completely slipped out, but instead was still pulsing along and quivering occasionally while it tested against my hole, which would explain it. Must’ve forgot to turn it off...
I sleepily opened my eyes as I woke up a little more. I felt.. full. Maybe I needed to use the bathroom. I felt pleasantly sore as I got up in the dark and made my way to the bathroom, but when I absentmindedly reached down to scratch an itch, my fingers met my skin much sooner than expected
I turned on the light and looked down. My belly seemed oddly round compared to its normal sloping curve. I looked in the mirror and grazed my nails along it, tracing it. Then, I realized the toy’s eggs were still in me, and who knows how many more had been snuck in before it slipped out. Surely it couldn’t hold that many, but my figure was saying otherwise
I gulped. This was becoming hotter the more I considered the situation. I wasn’t just full, I was swollen with eggs. It dawned on me that perhaps it wasn’t a toy after all. It was just too good, it was unlike anything I’d ever seen a fantasy dildo shop produce, and I’d seen some fantastic ones
I looked back towards the toy, my cheeks just as flushed as its reddish surface. Going back to my bed, I knelt and started gently pushing to see how easy getting the eggs out would be. They were flexible and squishy, but resistant, and every time I let up they just slid back in and made me moan. Perhaps there was a system where the debatably real cock could take hold of them, as a sort of retrieval system…
I eased it back into myself and started pumping away while I felt around for any other buttons I’d missed. Eventually I found one and coaxed it down, and in response I gasped as the cock thickened. I held one hand to my belly as I felt a heat build and I started to feel even more full, then stuffed, and my stomach rounded out and grew, shifting under my fingers. I was being pumped absolutely full of rich, thick cum
I rolled over slightly to get on my hands and knees, and humped the air as the cock pulsed and throbbed, thicker than ever, making my middle bulge out and grow intoxicatingly heavy. Soon my belly brushed the blankets, and pressed down firmer into the mattress as I was bloated further and further
I felt dizzy with how turned on I was, and hazily stroked the sides of my growing stomach as I moaned without care. I was so big, so full, so hot, so round, and felt so, so incredibly good
When the cock was finally done, it started to shrink and eventually slipped out, leaving me breathlessly balanced on my own stomach and groaning in ecstasy. I didn’t care anymore where my gift had come from or what it really was, I just wanted to feel like this for as long as I could…
