I like to imagine those fish or frog eggs you’ve written about. I’ve gotten off to just that post probably five times. Can you write more of either?
oh well I'm glad to hear you like it~
I'll gladly write more about those in the near future, but for now, have this:
you look like you're six or seven months pregnant, even though you've only had these eggs in you for about three days. whatever impregnated you, whatever creature it was that jumped on you and poured an aphrodisiac down your throat to stuff you, it left you to fend for yourself and deal with whatever baby was inside you.
that lake was cursed but you didn't know that. you went skinny dipping at night, you didn't see the thing approaching you until it was too late. the fingers, if they could be called that, gripped your hips so tight you still had bruises. vaguely frog hand shaped bruises.
now you were hobbling around your house, rubbing your belly, feeling things inside shifting and growing. you were sweeping your house when you felt a twinge in your stomach and suddenly felt something 'pop', slick gel pooling in your underwear. yeah that had you racing to your bathroom so fast, filling the tub halfway with warm water and stripping, getting in.
translucent, green-tinted goo was coating your thighs. you felt another twinge and the urge to push as more slime poured from your cervix. you pushed as hard as you could, breath being taken away as multiple,.gelatinous eggs slipped out of you one after the other until you paused to breath, more eggs trying to force their way out of your birth canal.
they were all connected by some gel, they looked like tadpole eggs, and you weren't even a little deflated yet. you had many more resting in your womb, begging to come out. you could literally feel the eggs slipping lower and lower, seeing the bump more crowd your lower stomach.
you pushed again, groaning and pulling your thighs back. more eggs pushed out of your cervix. two pressed out at the same time, side by side, it stung and had you throwing your head back as you grunted and pushed harder. more eggs flooded out of you. every time you took a break to breathe, you couldn't wait long as the gel connecting your eggs together was simultaneously pulling them from your cervix and pushing them back in.
you pushed and pushed until the water was full of the eggs, until finally you strained and cried and whimpered out the last one, feeling it slip out. you breathed heavily, head resting on the wall.
you looked down at your stomach, definitely more flat now, but still a small bump from the left over gel that was still slowly pooling out of you, making you squirm and give little pushes.
