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This story features a lot of firsts for me: my first dragon TF, male-to-female TF and egg-laying scene! I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing it. I have a bunch more stories cooking that will be released as soon as I can finish them!

If you like this story or have any thoughts please leave a comment, I always appreciate them!
", "writing": "\nNo Work Day\n\n————————---\nBy Corvis\nFor Jade Moontail\n————————---\n\nReaching for the alarm clock William yawned, not wanting to acquiesce that it was morning already. The sun wasn’t even up yet, in the distance he could hear a garbage truck making its loud routine shaking a dumpster like it was a drum. Hitting the snooze button he moaned grumpily tossing in bed, but in the back of his mind, he knew his shift was starting soon at the big box store that had swallowed up most of the decent-paying jobs in town.\n\nGroggily getting out of bed, he went about his morning routine as quickly as the previous day’s non-stop stocking and cashiering would allow. Buttoning up his company-mandated polo shirt while he reached for the front door a sudden spasm coursed through his fingers. Pulling his hand back he gasped like he had been shocked by some unseen electricity, clutching his newly aching digits. \n\n“N-no, not now. I have to get to work,” he moaned, massaging his hand. The ache coursed up his arm and into his neck, making him groan and grit his teeth. Running upstairs, his hand bunched up into a fist he rummaged through his medicine cabinet for the pills, madly rummaging through the name-brand headache medicines that spilled out into the sink below. He didn’t care about the mess he was making out of his haphazardly organized cupboard, he needed his pills. \n\nGlancing at the calendar on the wall, its dates urgently circled with red pen he knew he wasn’t due to take his next dosage for at least a week. For whatever reason, maybe it was his fatigue or maybe some unseen confluence of the planets, it was happening again. He was conflicted. He felt more like himself once he changed. But the world wasn’t ready for that yet. The pills made him feel like garbage, trapping him, but he knew their value and necessity.\n\nThe pills were all that kept him “normal” when she started to emerge. He had to keep this job. His finances were hanging on by a thread. Not to mention he couldn’t let anybody know what he became without his medicine. That fear of what others would think was seated deep inside of him no matter how much he changed. With a sigh of relief, he found the bottle, its cap already loose from the dozens of times he had opened it. Hurriedly he flipped it over onto his palm to find nothing, save for the cotton ball they put in it as a cushion. There was still hope, desperately digging the cotton ball out he groaned in frustration, only the faintest dust of the pill contents remained. How could he have run out? Was his prescription up? Another pang of pain coursed through his chest. William felt a great wave of dizziness wash over him, the vertigo threatening to pull him to his knees. Coughing violently he sprayed a fine mist of saliva across the bathroom cabinet mirror. \n\nTrying to control his lungs spasming in his chest he realized that maybe there were some near his bed. He had some expired ones there he had been meaning to throw away. Staggering down the small hallway to his bedroom he hoped that his procrastination would pay off. \n\n“Huurghh!” A sudden punch in the gut made him lurch forward, almost falling on his face before catching himself at the last moment. The sensations were getting stronger, his skin prickling and his insides twisting. Groaning, he made it to his bedside table. The distinctive orange bottle of medicine was there, covered in dust behind his lamp and a box of tissues. Fumbling with the cap he managed to pop it off so violently that the contents spilled all over the floor and bed. \n\n“No- no, no, no!” he moaned desperately, but it was too late. His whole body refused to move or cooperate even one more inch. Moaning, collapsing onto his bed his face was mere inches from a pill, if he could only reach it… Tongue sticking out from his mouth he tried desperately to coax it towards his face but his back began to crack and convulse, vertebrate thickening and lengthening. He cried out as his tailbone began to press outward, pushed by his elongating spine, the quickly forming tail pushing his slacks downward until they had wiggled off of his rear cheeks, leaving them exposed. Regaining some control of his hands he pawed at the pills on the bed but his hands wouldn’t function correctly. His face was burning hot, his skin was on fire, hot blood pumping through his veins. Fingers shaking the bones thickening and reshaping he managed to grasp a single delicate pill before thick white claws ruptured through his fingertips, making him howl in agony, blood pooling around his fingertips. The claws decimated the pill’s casing, causing its powdery insides to spill all over his fingers. He was beyond desperate, licking his fingers he tried to extricate the bitter powder but there just wasn't enough, he wasn’t even sure if it was still effective it was so old.\n\nDesperately trying to gather the remaining pills his face began to ache, the all-too-familiar pressure building behind his eyes. His nose and mouth pressed outward in front of his eyes. Jaw cracking and reforming, it dislodged and cracked back into place over and over again, his teeth being pushed out from his gums, replaced by a set of viciously sharp reptilian incisors. Somehow his delicate glasses hadn’t fallen off his nose as his nostrils grew larger, taking more and more of the needed air in with huge ragged breaths. \n\nTongue swelling and filling his mouth it yearned for freedom even from its increasingly voluminous home. Gasping he could feel his tongue sharpening, becoming inhuman as the rest of him, the taste buds changing, tasting the sweet acrid saliva his mouth was producing as much as the air around him. His ears migrated upward, leaving him deaf for a few seconds while their internal workings rearranged, the tips sharpening into points as they became animalistic and scooped. Back cracking again his tail swelled and lengthened, the bony appendage growing thicker by the moment, the weight increasing along with its dexterity as it curled upward, the weight of it forcing it to wiggle back and forth behind him\n\n“Nooahhh!!!” he screamed, his pale skin cracking all over his body, making him jackknife atop the bed, his whole body spasming as the burning sensation of his nerves all firing at once overwhelmed him. Grasping his still-lengthening face he moaned, the sensations overwhelming him. Heart beating loudly in his ears, his skin darkened and grew coarse, thickening all over his body, wrapping his developing muscles far too tightly. Just as it felt like he could take no more his rough skin began to relieve the pressure with large patches of soft green scales. The scales grew larger and more abundant as they coated his body, delving into every nook and cranny as they relentlessly pushed out of him. The skin below still thickened further, supporting the new outgrowths as they worked their way up his neck and down his torso. The uniform grew uncomfortably tight around his changing body. Ribs cracking and bones swelling they pushed his ribcage outward, stretching his newly scaled skin to its limits. New scales filled in the uncovered gaps his growing body produced between the scales already coating his torso.\n\n“F-Fuck! P-Puh please no!” he moaned, his hands grasping his chest. The pressure was immense like he was being filled and it had nowhere to go but out. The already strained buttons of his polo began to snap off, revealing a growing bosom. William gasped, his flat chest began to pile on fatty tissue at an alarming rate, faster than it had ever happened before. In moments he was sporting a moderate pair of very feminine breasts, but the pressure only got worse. The shirt began to worm its way up his torso as its fabric bunched up around the swelling mammaries. His newly formed breasts still swelling behind his grasping hands. Desperately trying to push the growing boobs back into himself he moaned, his thighs twisting as they pressed together over his crotch. He could feel his manhood painfully erect and throbbing between his legs, soaking his tented underwear with precum. The company-mandated slacks weren’t long for this work as they strained over his erection. \n\n“Uhhhnnn! Uhhh!!” he groaned, it didn’t hurt as much as it felt…wrong. The organs in his groin were rearranging themselves, changing inside of him. His erection, so painfully proud, began to push back into him, cum spurting from its tip, drenching his public hair and soaking the underwear, his body expelling the semen through an increasingly small urethra. His small wrinkled balls churning, below pulled up towards his crotch as he came hard, a last watery burst of semen making its way out of his throbbing cock tip. Stuck aloft, his balls refused to descend again. \n\n“FUCK! URHHNN! NO PUh-Please!” he screamed, the changes were too much to take, his voice modulating with every pulse of his nuts. The straining orbs pulled tightly against his groin swelled larger and larger, inflating to the size of clementine oranges, stretching the skin around them. William could barely see straight the sensations were so strong, he could feel despite their increasing size that they were pulsing, changing inside. Like a bungee jumper being pulled inextricably to the earth they forcefully pulled into him making an audible “pop” one at a time, still growing, making their transition inside him all the more excruciating. His former nuts traveled inside his groin, moving upward to settle deep inside of him. He could feel them pulsing, becoming two massive ovaries. His balls had left a featureless inversion of his scrotum skin in its place, a sunken place between his legs.\n\nDespite the transformation of his balls below it, his penis wasn’t losing any of its rigidity as it nestled deeper and deeper into his crotch. Rubbing between his legs madly, urging the changes to finish, he bucked and groaned, his head and changing sex on fire. Blood was rushing around his crotch, being rerouted in every direction, filling his hips with heat. His modest penis compressed like a piece of coal being turned into a diamond, forcing more and more of the boiling blood back into his body as it shrunk. \n\n“AAIIIIEEE!” William cried out, his voice shifting several octaves higher, his throat contracting around his pleas for relief. His groin was on fire. Nerves were blooming and compressing, shifting and sparking. Eyes rolling in his head his newly formed muzzle’s teeth ground against each other as his penis shrunk into a super-erect clit. The pants hung loosely around his smooth groin, the remains of his erection leaving them soaked with cum. His hair extended longer down his back like somebody was pulling it out of him. It should have hurt but it was nothing compared to what was happening between his legs.\n\nTeeth clenching so hard that his new tongue began to taste blood, the divet in his crotch split in two, its entrance curling in on itself. A pair of thick vaginal lips formed at the entrance to the cavity that had swallowed his family jewels. The labia pulsed and swelled, new nerves connecting them to the pleasure centers of his mind. Behind his new entrance, an emptiness burrowed into him, deeper and deeper, making his abdomen suck in. Eyes wincing closed they grew larger in his head, when she reopened them they were reptilian and could see things human eyes couldn’t, painting the small bedroom in a rainbow of unfocused colors. The shifting of her sex overwhelmed her new senses even worse than her old human ones. \n\nShe was becoming Jade, there was no stopping it now, the pulsing of her newly formed vagina was confirmation of that. \n\n“Oh god..oh gawdddd,” she moaned, her voice coming out sultry and full of desire without meaning to. The heat in the pit of her stomach was getting worse by the second. Pressing her thighs against the rise of her thick labia her newly-formed vagina became wet and slippery, muscles thickening and contracting along its depths, eager to be filled. The delicate scales guarding her entrance quickly soaked with steaming-hot fluid that dripped into the cum-stained slacks that still clung to her lower half. \n\nPressing her hips forward her pussy pulsed, growing hotter and hotter, becoming a sexual oven between her legs. Hands gravitating between her legs, pressing the sex fluid-soaked pants against her entrance she rubbed her sensitive clit. Neck muscles and back tensing her body stretched out longer in every direction by a few inches. Muzzle gaping, her hot fast breaths steamed in the air as it exited her nostrils. Scaly palms pressing against her groin she bucked violently atop the bed. \n\nThe first female orgasm was usually the weakest but this one was so powerful it almost made her black out. The pleasure of it made her whole body shudder and convulse. Long tongue hanging out of her muzzle her hands detached from her pulsing pussy to squeeze her growing breasts. Pinching and teasing the thickening nipples that stood at attention beneath the ripping shirt the pleasure crashed over her. The pants clinging to her thighs began to tear in long streaks, revealing the green scales underneath. Hips cracking again and again her body became more and more fertile and voluptuous, capable of bearing a great number of eggs. \n\n“Hhhrnn! M-my ass!” she moaned, feeling the piling of muscle and tissue in her posterior stretching her ever outward. Ass cheeks swelling beneath her tail, its base began to rest atop their jiggling expanse, pushing them apart with its weight, driving her wild. Her hands reluctantly detached from her sensitive breasts to massage the bubble butt pushing out of her. Her draconic tail whipped back and forth uncontrollably, the throws of orgasm making any effort to direct it futile. Pulling her ass cheeks apart she ground her hips against the bed, her muzzle buried in a pile of blankets and sheets, drinking in the smell of her old human body embedded in them. Her sex was still pulsing, aching to be filled even as the orgasm flooded her body with endorphins. The heat wouldn’t let her stop, she didn’t want to.\n\nGrowing longer and fuller her tail pushed on her ass, its dexterous weight extending her sturdy spine. Thickening with her tail her thighs piled on fatty tissue atop cracking bones, their supple appearance belying the steel-like tendons tensing just below the surface. Sweeping across the bedroom wall behind her, knocking pictures off the wall, the great dragon tail began to obey her mind’s commands as she came down from her sudden and body-consuming orgasm. \n\nNow more than six feet in length, the verdant green tail wrapped around her bedpost, squeezing the cold metal while her feet elongated, pushing painfully into her work shoes. With nowhere else to go her toes ripped through the black reinforced toebox of her shoes. Each toe grew broader and longer as they wormed their way out of their confinement. Bursting from the tip of each toe was a razor-sharp talon much like her hands now sported but several times larger, they barely hurt, the heat pulsing inside of her overwhelming almost any other sensation. The muscles in her calves strengthened and swelled, lifting her heels out of the back of her ruined loafers. Her ballooning muscles prepared to lift her increasing weight off the ground. \n\nThe confinement of her pussy had become excruciating, a substantial cameltoe forming along the front of her work pants while the backside slipped between her swollen ass cheeks, the waistband pushed down by her tail. Soaked in sexual fluids, the once professional slacks had turned into a makeshift thong bikini that left nothing to the imagination. The soaked and stretched fabric contoured her thick labia, rubbing her sensitive clit with every movement. \n\nGasping she frantically rubbed her pussy through the pants with the palm of her large hand, the sensations overwhelming her. Cracking wider again her waist shrunk inwards giving her an hourglass figure, her changing body stretched the pants too far. As they came apart at the seams the khakis released their pressure on her nethers. Despite not being tethered to her any longer her paws kept the ruined scraps of her underwear and slacks pressed hard against her vagina, rubbing her sensitive pussy vigorously through them. The fabric made it feel like she was pressing against her sensitive entrance from everywhere at once. The fact that she didn’t need to worry about her sharp claws nicking herself only fleetingly crossed her pleasure-flooded mind in the throes of her gradually building next orgasm.\n\nThe back of the pants fell wetly to the floor, save a garter of torn fabric where the double-stitching for a pocket had been still clung around her right thigh. She enjoyed its tightness, pressing against her muscles, and decided to leave it for as long as it had the strength to contain her. The only thing left of her work uniform was the top which still clung to her swelling chest. The underside of her ponderous breasts pushing out from beneath the torn and shredded polo shirt she managed to get off of the bed, not wanting to destroy her limited furniture as she changed. \n\nStanding on her feet she felt uneasy at first, too tall, but her tail helped balance her. It took a moment to get used to her new stature, her height had increased at least a foot or more. The shirt stretched and distended around her chest revealing the deep, cavernous cleavage of her still-growing breasts, pressing them together. The shirt dragging along her large nipples caused a distinct wetness to form at their tips from the stimulation. The polo shirt had become a makeshift tube-top but it wasn’t long for this world as her chest kept growing along with her hips. Fabric creaked, the dark-colored top becoming see-through, the fabric stretching beyond anything it was designed to withstand, the twin jiggling mountains of her chest barely confined by the shirt. It made it hard to breathe but the tightness was also so stimulating.\n\nShe could only spare one hand to massage her nipples through the fabric of the shirt while the other continued to pleasure herself between her legs. Breasts still growing, although more slowly now, they were beginning to ache. A great fullness bloomed deep inside of them, contrasted by the emptiness of her love canal, her body becoming one of deep extremes. Areola puckering and growing larger around her nipples, her breasts were so full it was driving her crazy. Thick new fingers pinched and prodded her confined nipples, teasing out more hot milk from her enormous breasts. It wasn’t nearly enough!\n\nGrowing to the size of watermelons the soft breasts pushed out in every direction they could, the scales adorning their expanse shimmering green. The shirt was forcing more and more milk out of her as it squeezed her painfully confined chest which strained itself through the fabric to drip all over her stomach. Another wave of growth caused her breasts to finally bounce free, the polo shirt splitting in half to join the pile of ruined clothes around her feet. The enormous globes defying gravity slapped together, jiggling and jostling with every movement of her voluptuous draconic body. \n\nStill madly masturbating her lower lips with her right hand, her left couldn’t stop pinching her thick green nipples, their circumference wider than her digits. Moaning deeply, the sound reverberated in her chest, her mouth leaking saliva from its corners as it finally finished growing, clicking into place to form a long draconic muzzle. Licking her sharp teeth with her powerful and dexterous pointed tongue Jade felt another powerful orgasm cresting in her, about to crash down on her hard. \n\n“Grrrhhhnn! Uhhhnn!! Uhhhn!” she groaned, louder and louder. It felt too good to stop. Hips gyrating, the heat drove her to higher and higher levels of desire. Shocks of pleasure erupted from her sensitive opening. Nipples painfully erect, they buzzed with electric euphoria. Sensitive flesh prickling all over her body, like it was one big erogenous zone, her heavy full breasts overflowing with ecstasy atop her chest. \n\n“UHHNN!! RRRGHHH!!!!” she roared animalistically so loudly that the dishware in the kitchen shook in its cabinets. Every muscle in her body tensed up tightly like a wound spring. The heat filled her up, saturating every nerve and fiber of her being. Fire and lights consumed her vision. Back arching, her right hand sinking deep into her pussy, pushing the dish-rag remnants of her pants into her, she came hard. Milk and pussy juice gushed out of her. The carpet below became squishy and saturated under her wide reptilian feet. Twin bony protrusions erupted from the top of her head, pushing out of her skull. The pressure in her head was immense, the protrusions forming a pair of vicious horns that curved backward. The horns pushing out from her flesh extended her orgasm, the pleasure was overwhelming. Whole body shaking, she stood on her tip-toes while hot juices streamed down her legs. Jade couldn’t stop cumming. \n\nInner walls sucking and slobbering all over her delving hand the force of her vaginal muscles pushed out the remnants of her ruined pants onto the floor with a wet slop of steaming-hot pussy juice-saturated fabric. The mound of her pussy swelled larger and more pronounced between her legs, her vagina slavering twin rivers down her plump scaled thighs. Twisting atop her breasts, her nipples grew thicker and issued more milk with every powerful pulse of her heart. The sensation of the creamy fluid traveling so fast and in such volume through her milk ducts was driving her insane. Alternating hands pleasuring herself she sunk her left hand into her wet folds while the right, now soaked in her juices, tried its best to service her breasts. \n\nThe pungent smell of her sex juices filling her nose, her long tail, uncurled from around the bedpost, her body no longer needing the support. Without thinking her strong tail wrapped around her meaty thigh, its tip slapping her delving hand, pushing it deeper between her legs. Before long she had managed to position her tail just so that it could join her hand in pleasuring her opening, its bony but dexterous tip spreading her lower lips wider than her hand could alone, the smooth scales rubbing her clit as it entered her over and over.\n\nBreasts jiggling and slapping each other with her rhythmic gyrations, the sprays of milk they expressed was insufficient to relieve the aching fullness that pressed outward on their buoyant flesh. Despite being stuffed fully by her delving digits and tail her pussy was still so deeply needful. Nothing was enough! Hips thrusting, pushing her tail and paw into and out herself faster and faster her whole body went rigid. Pussy clamping down hard enough that it pushed the invasive fingers and tail out of its slick folds, her teeth clenched. Whipping from her pussy her tail shed a wet line of pussy juice in a line across the room. Her tail went rigid, its length extending straight out from behind her. \n\nExpansive ass cheeks clenching, head craning backward in a silent roar she came again, even more powerfully than before. Engorged labia gaping open, gushes of pussy juice squirted from between her legs, making a fan that soaked the bed and sheets in front of her while her nipples both released hot steaming jets of white milk far enough that the ropes of milk almost missed the bed entirely. Her tail began knocking down lamps and pictures off the dresser on the wall behind her that had somehow escaped destruction as she kept orgasming. Her hands madly pleasured herself, drawing the nearly painful pleasure out. The thickened digits of her hands sank deeper and deeper into her prying depths as her breasts jiggled and swayed. \n\nIn a sexual haze, she was unsatisfied. A thought that made her tongue lick her teeth crept into her orgasm-addled mind. Hefting one of her huge breasts to her mouth, its weight resisting her efforts with its sheer size. It was hard to get her hand to properly support it, the substantial boob hard to handle even with her newly increased strength. Flexible neck craning downward, positioning her nipple in range of her muzzle it sprayed another gush of milk from the pressure her hand was putting on its underside, coating her wide flat nose in the sweet substance. \n\nManaging to get the thick nipple into her mouth, her lips locked around her salty-tasting green areola. She began to suck on her milk, it issued into her mouth easily, her breast eager to issue the sweet white fluid in whatever quantity she desired. But she needed more, her tongue swirling around her nipple, squeezing out the sweet nectar that squirted powerfully into the back of her welcoming throat. The sensitive nipple tweaking between her sharp teeth drove her to another orgasm overlapping with the afterglow of the last. She had lost count of what number she was up to, was it four? Or was this five? It didn't matter. \n\nPleasure whited out her senses, her mouth sucking ravenously on her teat. Along with the orgasm a great pressure built along the top of her spine. Two lumps formed along her shoulder blades, growing larger and larger. Bones were moving, stretching as a pair of small wings pressed out of her back. It was all too much, collapsing forward onto the bed her breasts pressed beneath her weight she stretched the still-developing proto-wings outward, making them go as far as they could. Thick skin webbed between the growing appendages, growing larger and larger. Her paws ripped into the bed, shearing through the sheets and bed pad into the mattress below, making a gale of foam padding form around her. \n\nAss thrust into the air she could feel her stomach swelling below her, growing heavier and heavier by the moment, pushing her higher off the bed. As if not to be left behind, her already massive breasts filled with an almost painful amount of milk, stretching the scales coating them to their limit. \n\n“Grrarghhhh!! My boobs! It’s too much!” she roared, trying to find purchase on the bed while her body betrayed her. The aftershocks of her last two orgasms still ripping through her she sprayed another fan of wetness from her pussy, its walls clamping and shuddering despite its vast emptiness, begging to be filled. Her hands now preoccupied with kneading her massive breasts unable to satisfy her pussy. Stomach bloating outward more and more underneath her, the bed groaned, its frame and slats beginning to break underneath her growing weight. \n\n“Ff–fuck! So..so many-” Jade moaned, managing to extricate herself from the bed. Her digitigrade legs were shaky below her with the increasingly added weight of her belly. Her body was becoming increasingly front-heavy, her stomach still swelling beneath her breasts. Escaping the ruined bedroom she staggered down the hallway, wings scraping the narrow passageway unwittingly flicking light switches as she went. The clack of her foot claws against the fake wood floor was painfully sharp on her sensitive hearing. Jade was unsure where she was going, but she just had to get out of the bedroom, a deep instinctual urge driving her forward. Arriving in her small living room, adorned with a small loveseat and a modest flat-screen TV William had gotten from the returns section at the store he worked at. She tried to get to the front door but a jolt of pain in her pussy brought her to her knees halfway through the den.\n\nCollapsing forward onto her hands, her huge breasts dangling below her, nipples barely touching the floor, dripping milk into an increasingly large puddle, she could feel her pussy growing thicker between her legs. She couldn't stop her tail from raising itself towards the ceiling, preparing itself. Crawling slowly, agonizingly to the couch she left a trail of milk and dripping pussy juice behind her. Barely making it onto the couch’s soft cushions, they wheezed under her draconic size and weight, she propped herself up as best she could manage.\n\n“URHHH!!! HHNNHHH!” she groaned, her hands rubbing her great belly. A great and undeniable urge to push overtook her, milk pouring from her breasts, wetting the faux leather couch below her, beginning to fill the deep crevices her body made in the cushions. Stomach sucking in she couldn’t stop the contractions of her groin, her instincts knew what to do. She couldn’t stop it. Wings flapping behind her, making the Venetian blinds on the living room’s windows flutter violently from the wind she produced, her muzzle parted in an expression of both pain and pleasure. \n\nWith a great push, she could feel the first egg dropping out of her, spreading her cervix wide. The smooth oblong object traveled slowly down her birth canal, her vaginal muscles stretching even as they pressed and kneaded against the smooth surface. The egg burrowed through her pussy, making a path for the ones that would soon come after. Reaching her entrance it made her already large vagina yawn wide, stretching her thick scaly lower lips to their limit. Her hands immediately went to her crotch, trying to push it back into herself. Despite not being fertilized she couldn’t do this here, not in her apartment. \n\n“F-Fuck, please! Ohhh! Please! Please no! Go back in, just- don’t-” she moaned as she pressed the egg successfully back into her a few inches. Its surface burning hot and covered with her sex juices, the smooth surface of the shell rubbed against every nerve, her clit dragging itself across its oval expanse as it almost completely resubmerged into her now overly full pussy. Her victory was short-lived as the next egg began its journey downward and pressed against her first. Labia pulsing and spreading the eggs pushed out of her with the help of her forceful vaginal muscles, their shells rubbed her overtaxed clit. Falling a short distance to the floor below they rolled under the coffee table, each the size of an ostrich egg, maybe even larger, she was in no state to measure them.\n\n“No I won’t- I won’t I-Oh! HHNNNGHH! OHHHH!!!” she roared, eyes rolling in their sockets, she snorted in a deep breath of hot sex-musk-filled air. Another orgasm ripped through her, causing her to squirt all over the next egg as it pushed out of her, hitting the mattress and then rolling onto the floor behind her. A great relief mixed in with a need to keep laying washed over her, the orgasm already waning, its afterglow insufficient pleasure for her new body. She needed another, the emptiness between her legs was already too great. Her toes dug deep into the laminate wood floors, bracing her body for the next one, she wouldn’t try to stop them anymore.\n\nHolding onto her thick nipples with her hands she birthed her next egg and the next, orgasming over each one like a baptism, welcoming it to this world despite the lack of life growing in each one. Jade’s wings flapped behind her, making papers fly and mixing the sweet sex musk with the smell of her freshly laid eggs, driving her to greater and greater heights of pleasure. Breathing hard she climaxed again and again, the eggs felt like they were growing in size, her stomach slowly deflating and flattening below her massive beach-ball-sized breasts.\n\nMilking herself she roared as the last egg passed her entrance, leaving it gaping and empty. Stomach now flat again her tail wormed its way between her sex juice-soaked thighs and filled the cavity between her legs, the tip pressing against her still-dialated cervix, entering her uterus. Squirming atop the now ruined couch, Jade gasped as the last of the electric pleasure surged through her draconic body before passing out in a pool of her still steaming-hot juices and milk, a pile of at least a dozen eggs at her feet.\n\n—-\n\nReaching for the alarm clock Jade yawned, not wanting to acquiesce that it was morning already. The sun wasn’t even up yet, in the distance she could hear a garbage truck making its loud routine shaking a dumpster like it was a drum along with all the humans walking around being noisy. She could even hear who was sick or breathing through their mouth a couple blocks away. Hitting the snooze button she moaned grumpily tossing in the foam nest she had created out of the ruined mattress that used to be William’s bed. \n\nFeeling for William’s phone on the nightstand, the large phone small in her draconic hands, she was forced to unlock it with a pin code, it naturally didn't recognize her face or fingerprint. Scrolling through new notifications with her thick finger claw she saw that the boss wasn’t too pleased she had missed a whole day’s shifts. Her coworkers had texted too, begging her to pick up or come in. How could she explain what she was to them? They wouldn’t understand. But it was fine, finding a new job was a problem for William whenever she got her next delivery of pills, whenever that was, she was in no rush to speed things along. \n\nHer large eyes began to close again, not ready to wake up yet while her hands idly drifted to her enormous breasts, kneading them, making fresh hot milk spill across her supple chest scales. Tail caressing the floor under the bed, her thighs pressed against the pronounced mound of her pussy, a growing wetness between her legs told her she would be skipping work for the foreseeable future.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
No Work Day

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By Corvis
For Jade Moontail
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Reaching for the alarm clock William yawned, not wanting to acquiesce that it was morning already. The sun wasn’t even up yet, in the distance he could hear a garbage truck making its loud routine shaking a dumpster like it was a drum. Hitting the snooze button he moaned grumpily tossing in bed, but in the back of his mind, he knew his shift was starting soon at the big box store that had swallowed up most of the decent-paying jobs in town.

Groggily getting out of bed, he went about his morning routine as quickly as the previous day’s non-stop stocking and cashiering would allow. Buttoning up his company-mandated polo shirt while he reached for the front door a sudden spasm coursed through his fingers. Pulling his hand back he gasped like he had been shocked by some unseen electricity, clutching his newly aching digits.

“N-no, not now. I have to get to work,” he moaned, massaging his hand. The ache coursed up his arm and into his neck, making him groan and grit his teeth. Running upstairs, his hand bunched up into a fist he rummaged through his medicine cabinet for the pills, madly rummaging through the name-brand headache medicines that spilled out into the sink below. He didn’t care about the mess he was making out of his haphazardly organized cupboard, he needed his pills.

Glancing at the calendar on the wall, its dates urgently circled with red pen he knew he wasn’t due to take his next dosage for at least a week. For whatever reason, maybe it was his fatigue or maybe some unseen confluence of the planets, it was happening again. He was conflicted. He felt more like himself once he changed. But the world wasn’t ready for that yet. The pills made him feel like garbage, trapping him, but he knew their value and necessity.

The pills were all that kept him “normal” when she started to emerge. He had to keep this job. His finances were hanging on by a thread. Not to mention he couldn’t let anybody know what he became without his medicine. That fear of what others would think was seated deep inside of him no matter how much he changed. With a sigh of relief, he found the bottle, its cap already loose from the dozens of times he had opened it. Hurriedly he flipped it over onto his palm to find nothing, save for the cotton ball they put in it as a cushion. There was still hope, desperately digging the cotton ball out he groaned in frustration, only the faintest dust of the pill contents remained. How could he have run out? Was his prescription up? Another pang of pain coursed through his chest. William felt a great wave of dizziness wash over him, the vertigo threatening to pull him to his knees. Coughing violently he sprayed a fine mist of saliva across the bathroom cabinet mirror.  

Trying to control his lungs spasming in his chest he realized that maybe there were some near his bed. He had some expired ones there he had been meaning to throw away. Staggering down the small hallway to his bedroom he hoped that his procrastination would pay off.

“Huurghh!” A sudden punch in the gut made him lurch forward, almost falling on his face before catching himself at the last moment. The sensations were getting stronger, his skin prickling and his insides twisting. Groaning, he made it to his bedside table. The distinctive orange bottle of medicine was there, covered in dust behind his lamp and a box of tissues. Fumbling with the cap he managed to pop it off so violently that the contents spilled all over the floor and bed.

“No- no, no, no!” he moaned desperately, but it was too late. His whole body refused to move or cooperate even one more inch. Moaning, collapsing onto his bed his face was mere inches from a pill, if he could only reach it… Tongue sticking out from his mouth he tried desperately to coax it towards his face but his back began to crack and convulse, vertebrate thickening and lengthening. He cried out as his tailbone began to press outward, pushed by his elongating spine, the quickly forming tail pushing his slacks downward until they had wiggled off of his rear cheeks, leaving them exposed. Regaining some control of his hands he pawed at the pills on the bed but his hands wouldn’t function correctly. His face was burning hot, his skin was on fire, hot blood pumping through his veins. Fingers shaking the bones thickening and reshaping he managed to grasp a single delicate pill before thick white claws ruptured through his fingertips, making him howl in agony, blood pooling around his fingertips. The claws decimated the pill’s casing, causing its powdery insides to spill all over his fingers. He was beyond desperate, licking his fingers he tried to extricate the bitter powder but there just wasn't enough, he wasn’t even sure if it was still effective it was so old.

Desperately trying to gather the remaining pills his face began to ache, the all-too-familiar pressure building behind his eyes. His nose and mouth pressed outward in front of his eyes. Jaw cracking and reforming, it dislodged and cracked back into place over and over again, his teeth being pushed out from his gums, replaced by a set of viciously sharp reptilian incisors. Somehow his delicate glasses hadn’t fallen off his nose as his nostrils grew larger, taking more and more of the needed air in with huge ragged breaths.

Tongue swelling and filling his mouth it yearned for freedom even from its increasingly voluminous home. Gasping he could feel his tongue sharpening, becoming inhuman as the rest of him, the taste buds changing, tasting the sweet acrid saliva his mouth was producing as much as the air around him. His ears migrated upward, leaving him deaf for a few seconds while their internal workings rearranged, the tips sharpening into points as they became animalistic and scooped. Back cracking again his tail swelled and lengthened, the bony appendage growing thicker by the moment, the weight increasing along with its dexterity as it curled upward, the weight of it forcing it to wiggle back and forth behind him

“Nooahhh!!!” he screamed, his pale skin cracking all over his body, making him jackknife atop the bed, his whole body spasming as the burning sensation of his nerves all firing at once overwhelmed him. Grasping his still-lengthening face he moaned, the sensations overwhelming him. Heart beating loudly in his ears, his skin darkened and grew coarse, thickening all over his body, wrapping his developing muscles far too tightly. Just as it felt like he could take no more his rough skin began to relieve the pressure with large patches of soft green scales. The scales grew larger and more abundant as they coated his body, delving into every nook and cranny as they relentlessly pushed out of him. The skin below still thickened further, supporting the new outgrowths as they worked their way up his neck and down his torso. The uniform grew uncomfortably tight around his changing body. Ribs cracking and bones swelling they pushed his ribcage outward, stretching his newly scaled skin to its limits. New scales filled in the uncovered gaps his growing body produced between the scales already coating his torso.

“F-Fuck! P-Puh please no!” he moaned, his hands grasping his chest. The pressure was immense like he was being filled and it had nowhere to go but out. The already strained buttons of his polo began to snap off, revealing a growing bosom. William gasped, his flat chest began to pile on fatty tissue at an alarming rate, faster than it had ever happened before. In moments he was sporting a moderate pair of very feminine breasts, but the pressure only got worse. The shirt began to worm its way up his torso as its fabric bunched up around the swelling mammaries. His newly formed breasts still swelling behind his grasping hands. Desperately trying to push the growing boobs back into himself he moaned, his thighs twisting as they pressed together over his crotch. He could feel his manhood painfully erect and throbbing between his legs, soaking his tented underwear with precum. The company-mandated slacks weren’t long for this work as they strained over his erection.

“Uhhhnnn! Uhhh!!” he groaned, it didn’t hurt as much as it felt…wrong. The organs in his groin were rearranging themselves, changing inside of him. His erection, so painfully proud, began to push back into him, cum spurting from its tip, drenching his public hair and soaking the underwear, his body expelling the semen through an increasingly small urethra. His small wrinkled balls churning, below pulled up towards his crotch as he came hard, a last watery burst of semen making its way out of his throbbing cock tip. Stuck aloft, his balls refused to descend again.

“FUCK! URHHNN! NO PUh-Please!” he screamed, the changes were too much to take, his voice modulating with every pulse of his nuts. The straining orbs pulled tightly against his groin swelled larger and larger, inflating to the size of clementine oranges, stretching the skin around them. William could barely see straight the sensations were so strong, he could feel despite their increasing size that they were pulsing, changing inside. Like a bungee jumper being pulled inextricably to the earth they forcefully pulled into him making an audible “pop” one at a time, still growing, making their transition inside him all the more excruciating. His former nuts traveled inside his groin, moving upward to settle deep inside of him. He could feel them pulsing, becoming two massive ovaries. His balls had left a featureless inversion of his scrotum skin in its place, a sunken place between his legs.

Despite the transformation of his balls below it, his penis wasn’t losing any of its rigidity as it nestled deeper and deeper into his crotch. Rubbing between his legs madly, urging the changes to finish, he bucked and groaned, his head and changing sex on fire. Blood was rushing around his crotch, being rerouted in every direction, filling his hips with heat. His modest penis compressed like a piece of coal being turned into a diamond, forcing more and more of the boiling blood back into his body as it shrunk.

“AAIIIIEEE!” William cried out, his voice shifting several octaves higher, his throat contracting around his pleas for relief. His groin was on fire. Nerves were blooming and compressing, shifting and sparking. Eyes rolling in his head his newly formed muzzle’s teeth ground against each other as his penis shrunk into a super-erect clit. The pants hung loosely around his smooth groin, the remains of his erection leaving them soaked with cum. His hair extended longer down his back like somebody was pulling it out of him. It should have hurt but it was nothing compared to what was happening between his legs.

Teeth clenching so hard that his new tongue began to taste blood, the divet in his crotch split in two, its entrance curling in on itself. A pair of thick vaginal lips formed at the entrance to the cavity that had swallowed his family jewels. The labia pulsed and swelled, new nerves connecting them to the pleasure centers of his mind. Behind his new entrance, an emptiness burrowed into him, deeper and deeper, making his abdomen suck in. Eyes wincing closed they grew larger in his head, when she reopened them they were reptilian and could see things human eyes couldn’t, painting the small bedroom in a rainbow of unfocused colors. The shifting of her sex overwhelmed her new senses even worse than her old human ones.

She was becoming Jade, there was no stopping it now, the pulsing of her newly formed vagina was confirmation of that.

“Oh god..oh gawdddd,” she moaned, her voice coming out sultry and full of desire without meaning to. The heat in the pit of her stomach was getting worse by the second. Pressing her thighs against the rise of her thick labia her newly-formed vagina became wet and slippery, muscles thickening and contracting along its depths, eager to be filled. The delicate scales guarding her entrance quickly soaked with steaming-hot fluid that dripped into the cum-stained slacks that still clung to her lower half.

Pressing her hips forward her pussy pulsed, growing hotter and hotter, becoming a sexual oven between her legs. Hands gravitating between her legs, pressing the sex fluid-soaked pants against her entrance she rubbed her sensitive clit. Neck muscles and back tensing her body stretched out longer in every direction by a few inches. Muzzle gaping, her hot fast breaths steamed in the air as it exited her nostrils. Scaly palms pressing against her groin she bucked violently atop the bed.

The first female orgasm was usually the weakest but this one was so powerful it almost made her black out. The pleasure of it made her whole body shudder and convulse. Long tongue hanging out of her muzzle her hands detached from her pulsing pussy to squeeze her growing breasts. Pinching and teasing the thickening nipples that stood at attention beneath the ripping shirt the pleasure crashed over her. The pants clinging to her thighs began to tear in long streaks, revealing the green scales underneath. Hips cracking again and again her body became more and more fertile and voluptuous, capable of bearing a great number of eggs.

“Hhhrnn! M-my ass!” she moaned, feeling the piling of muscle and tissue in her posterior stretching her ever outward. Ass cheeks swelling beneath her tail, its base began to rest atop their jiggling expanse, pushing them apart with its weight, driving her wild. Her hands reluctantly detached from her sensitive breasts to massage the bubble butt pushing out of her. Her draconic tail whipped back and forth uncontrollably, the throws of orgasm making any effort to direct it futile. Pulling her ass cheeks apart she ground her hips against the bed, her muzzle buried in a pile of blankets and sheets, drinking in the smell of her old human body embedded in them. Her sex was still pulsing, aching to be filled even as the orgasm flooded her body with endorphins. The heat wouldn’t let her stop, she didn’t want to.

Growing longer and fuller her tail pushed on her ass, its dexterous weight extending her sturdy spine. Thickening with her tail her thighs piled on fatty tissue atop cracking bones, their supple appearance belying the steel-like tendons tensing just below the surface. Sweeping across the bedroom wall behind her, knocking pictures off the wall, the great dragon tail began to obey her mind’s commands as she came down from her sudden and body-consuming orgasm.

Now more than six feet in length, the verdant green tail wrapped around her bedpost, squeezing the cold metal while her feet elongated, pushing painfully into her work shoes. With nowhere else to go her toes ripped through the black reinforced toebox of her shoes. Each toe grew broader and longer as they wormed their way out of their confinement. Bursting from the tip of each toe was a razor-sharp talon much like her hands now sported but several times larger, they barely hurt, the heat pulsing inside of her overwhelming almost any other sensation. The muscles in her calves strengthened and swelled, lifting her heels out of the back of her ruined loafers. Her ballooning muscles prepared to lift her increasing weight off the ground.

The confinement of her pussy had become excruciating, a substantial cameltoe forming along the front of her work pants while the backside slipped between her swollen ass cheeks, the waistband pushed down by her tail. Soaked in sexual fluids, the once professional slacks had turned into a makeshift thong bikini that left nothing to the imagination. The soaked and stretched fabric contoured her thick labia, rubbing her sensitive clit with every movement.

Gasping she frantically rubbed her pussy through the pants with the palm of her large hand, the sensations overwhelming her. Cracking wider again her waist shrunk inwards giving her an hourglass figure, her changing body stretched the pants too far.  As they came apart at the seams the khakis released their pressure on her nethers. Despite not being tethered to her any longer her paws kept the ruined scraps of her underwear and slacks pressed hard against her vagina, rubbing her sensitive pussy vigorously through them. The fabric made it feel like she was pressing against her sensitive entrance from everywhere at once. The fact that she didn’t need to worry about her sharp claws nicking herself only fleetingly crossed her pleasure-flooded mind in the throes of her gradually building next orgasm.

The back of the pants fell wetly to the floor, save a garter of torn fabric where the double-stitching for a pocket had been still clung around her right thigh. She enjoyed its tightness, pressing against her muscles, and decided to leave it for as long as it had the strength to contain her. The only thing left of her work uniform was the top which still clung to her swelling chest. The underside of her ponderous breasts pushing out from beneath the torn and shredded polo shirt she managed to get off of the bed, not wanting to destroy her limited furniture as she changed.

Standing on her feet she felt uneasy at first, too tall, but her tail helped balance her. It took a moment to get used to her new stature, her height had increased at least a foot or more. The shirt stretched and distended around her chest revealing the deep, cavernous cleavage of her still-growing breasts, pressing them together. The shirt dragging along her large nipples caused a distinct wetness to form at their tips from the stimulation. The polo shirt had become a makeshift tube-top but it wasn’t long for this world as her chest kept growing along with her hips. Fabric creaked, the dark-colored top becoming see-through, the fabric stretching beyond anything it was designed to withstand, the twin jiggling mountains of her chest barely confined by the shirt. It made it hard to breathe but the tightness was also so stimulating.

She could only spare one hand to massage her nipples through the fabric of the shirt while the other continued to pleasure herself between her legs. Breasts still growing, although more slowly now, they were beginning to ache. A great fullness bloomed deep inside of them, contrasted by the emptiness of her love canal, her body becoming one of deep extremes. Areola puckering and growing larger around her nipples, her breasts were so full it was driving her crazy. Thick new fingers pinched and prodded her confined nipples, teasing out more hot milk from her enormous breasts. It wasn’t nearly enough!

Growing to the size of watermelons the soft breasts pushed out in every direction they could, the scales adorning their expanse shimmering green. The shirt was forcing more and more milk out of her as it squeezed her painfully confined chest which strained itself through the fabric to drip all over her stomach. Another wave of growth caused her breasts to finally bounce free, the polo shirt splitting in half to join the pile of ruined clothes around her feet. The enormous globes defying gravity slapped together, jiggling and jostling with every movement of her voluptuous draconic body.

Still madly masturbating her lower lips with her right hand, her left couldn’t stop pinching her thick green nipples, their circumference wider than her digits. Moaning deeply, the sound reverberated in her chest, her mouth leaking saliva from its corners as it finally finished growing, clicking into place to form a long draconic muzzle. Licking her sharp teeth with her powerful and dexterous pointed tongue Jade felt another powerful orgasm cresting in her, about to crash down on her hard.

“Grrrhhhnn! Uhhhnn!! Uhhhn!” she groaned, louder and louder. It felt too good to stop. Hips gyrating, the heat drove her to higher and higher levels of desire. Shocks of pleasure erupted from her sensitive opening. Nipples painfully erect, they buzzed with electric euphoria. Sensitive flesh prickling all over her body, like it was one big erogenous zone, her heavy full breasts overflowing with ecstasy atop her chest.

“UHHNN!! RRRGHHH!!!!” she roared animalistically so loudly that the dishware in the kitchen shook in its cabinets. Every muscle in her body tensed up tightly like a wound spring. The heat filled her up, saturating every nerve and fiber of her being. Fire and lights consumed her vision. Back arching, her right hand sinking deep into her pussy, pushing the dish-rag remnants of her pants into her, she came hard. Milk and pussy juice gushed out of her. The carpet below became squishy and saturated under her wide reptilian feet. Twin bony protrusions erupted from the top of her head, pushing out of her skull. The pressure in her head was immense, the protrusions forming a pair of vicious horns that curved backward. The horns pushing out from her flesh extended her orgasm, the pleasure was overwhelming. Whole body shaking, she stood on her tip-toes while hot juices streamed down her legs. Jade couldn’t stop cumming.

Inner walls sucking and slobbering all over her delving hand the force of her vaginal muscles pushed out the remnants of her ruined pants onto the floor with a wet slop of steaming-hot pussy juice-saturated fabric. The mound of her pussy swelled larger and more pronounced between her legs, her vagina slavering twin rivers down her plump scaled thighs. Twisting atop her breasts, her nipples grew thicker and issued more milk with every powerful pulse of her heart. The sensation of the creamy fluid traveling so fast and in such volume through her milk ducts was driving her insane. Alternating hands pleasuring herself she sunk her left hand into her wet folds while the right, now soaked in her juices, tried its best to service her breasts.

The pungent smell of her sex juices filling her nose, her long tail, uncurled from around the bedpost, her body no longer needing the support. Without thinking her strong tail wrapped around her meaty thigh, its tip slapping her delving hand, pushing it deeper between her legs. Before long she had managed to position her tail just so that it could join her hand in pleasuring her opening, its bony but dexterous tip spreading her lower lips wider than her hand could alone, the smooth scales rubbing her clit as it entered her over and over.

Breasts jiggling and slapping each other with her rhythmic gyrations, the sprays of milk they expressed was insufficient to relieve the aching fullness that pressed outward on their buoyant flesh. Despite being stuffed fully by her delving digits and tail her pussy was still so deeply needful. Nothing was enough! Hips thrusting, pushing her tail and paw into and out herself faster and faster her whole body went rigid. Pussy clamping down hard enough that it pushed the invasive fingers and tail out of its slick folds, her teeth clenched. Whipping from her pussy her tail shed a wet line of pussy juice in a line across the room. Her tail went rigid, its length extending straight out from behind her.

Expansive ass cheeks clenching, head craning backward in a silent roar she came again, even more powerfully than before. Engorged labia gaping open, gushes of pussy juice squirted from between her legs, making a fan that soaked the bed and sheets in front of her while her nipples both released hot steaming jets of white milk far enough that the ropes of milk almost missed the bed entirely. Her tail began knocking down lamps and pictures off the dresser on the wall behind her that had somehow escaped destruction as she kept orgasming. Her hands madly pleasured herself, drawing the nearly painful pleasure out. The thickened digits of her hands sank deeper and deeper into her prying depths as her breasts jiggled and swayed.

In a sexual haze, she was unsatisfied. A thought that made her tongue lick her teeth crept into her orgasm-addled mind. Hefting one of her huge breasts to her mouth, its weight resisting her efforts with its sheer size. It was hard to get her hand to properly support it, the substantial boob hard to handle even with her newly increased strength. Flexible neck craning downward, positioning her nipple in range of her muzzle it sprayed another gush of milk from the pressure her hand was putting on its underside, coating her wide flat nose in the sweet substance.

Managing to get the thick nipple into her mouth, her lips locked around her salty-tasting green areola. She began to suck on her milk, it issued into her mouth easily, her breast eager to issue the sweet white fluid in whatever quantity she desired. But she needed more, her tongue swirling around her nipple, squeezing out the sweet nectar that squirted powerfully into the back of her welcoming throat. The sensitive nipple tweaking between her sharp teeth drove her to another orgasm overlapping with the afterglow of the last. She had lost count of what number she was up to, was it four? Or was this five? It didn't matter.

Pleasure whited out her senses, her mouth sucking ravenously on her teat. Along with the orgasm a great pressure built along the top of her spine. Two lumps formed along her shoulder blades, growing larger and larger. Bones were moving, stretching as a pair of small wings pressed out of her back. It was all too much, collapsing forward onto the bed her breasts pressed beneath her weight she stretched the still-developing proto-wings outward, making them go as far as they could. Thick skin webbed between the growing appendages, growing larger and larger. Her paws ripped into the bed, shearing through the sheets and bed pad into the mattress below, making a gale of foam padding form around her.

Ass thrust into the air she could feel her stomach swelling below her, growing heavier and heavier by the moment, pushing her higher off the bed. As if not to be left behind, her already massive breasts filled with an almost painful amount of milk, stretching the scales coating them to their limit.

“Grrarghhhh!! My boobs! It’s too much!” she roared, trying to find purchase on the bed while her body betrayed her. The aftershocks of her last two orgasms still ripping through her she sprayed another fan of wetness from her pussy, its walls clamping and shuddering despite its vast emptiness, begging to be filled. Her hands now preoccupied with kneading her massive breasts unable to satisfy her pussy. Stomach bloating outward more and more underneath her, the bed groaned, its frame and slats beginning to break underneath her growing weight.

“Ff–fuck! So..so many-” Jade moaned, managing to extricate herself from the bed. Her digitigrade legs were shaky below her with the increasingly added weight of her belly. Her body was becoming increasingly front-heavy, her stomach still swelling beneath her breasts. Escaping the ruined bedroom she staggered down the hallway, wings scraping the narrow passageway unwittingly flicking light switches as she went. The clack of her foot claws against the fake wood floor was painfully sharp on her sensitive hearing. Jade was unsure where she was going, but she just had to get out of the bedroom, a deep instinctual urge driving her forward. Arriving in her small living room, adorned with a small loveseat and a modest flat-screen TV William had gotten from the returns section at the store he worked at. She tried to get to the front door but a jolt of pain in her pussy brought her to her knees halfway through the den.

Collapsing forward onto her hands, her huge breasts dangling below her, nipples barely touching the floor, dripping milk into an increasingly large puddle, she could feel her pussy growing thicker between her legs. She couldn't stop her tail from raising itself towards the ceiling, preparing itself. Crawling slowly, agonizingly to the couch she left a trail of milk and dripping pussy juice behind her. Barely making it onto the couch’s soft cushions, they wheezed under her draconic size and weight, she propped herself up as best she could manage.

“URHHH!!! HHNNHHH!” she groaned, her hands rubbing her great belly. A great and undeniable urge to push overtook her, milk pouring from her breasts, wetting the faux leather couch below her, beginning to fill the deep crevices her body made in the cushions. Stomach sucking in she couldn’t stop the contractions of her groin, her instincts knew what to do. She couldn’t stop it. Wings flapping behind her, making the Venetian blinds on the living room’s windows flutter violently from the wind she produced, her muzzle parted in an expression of both pain and pleasure.

With a great push, she could feel the first egg dropping out of her, spreading her cervix wide. The smooth oblong object traveled slowly down her birth canal, her vaginal muscles stretching even as they pressed and kneaded against the smooth surface. The egg burrowed through her pussy, making a path for the ones that would soon come after. Reaching her entrance it made her already large vagina yawn wide, stretching her thick scaly lower lips to their limit. Her hands immediately went to her crotch, trying to push it back into herself. Despite not being fertilized she couldn’t do this here, not in her apartment.

“F-Fuck, please! Ohhh! Please! Please no! Go back in, just- don’t-” she moaned as she pressed the egg successfully back into her a few inches. Its surface burning hot and covered with her sex juices, the smooth surface of the shell rubbed against every nerve, her clit dragging itself across its oval expanse as it almost completely resubmerged into her now overly full pussy. Her victory was short-lived as the next egg began its journey downward and pressed against her first. Labia pulsing and spreading the eggs pushed out of her with the help of her forceful vaginal muscles, their shells rubbed her overtaxed clit. Falling a short distance to the floor below they rolled under the coffee table, each the size of an ostrich egg, maybe even larger, she was in no state to measure them.

“No I won’t- I won’t I-Oh! HHNNNGHH! OHHHH!!!” she roared, eyes rolling in their sockets, she snorted in a deep breath of hot sex-musk-filled air. Another orgasm ripped through her, causing her to squirt all over the next egg as it pushed out of her, hitting the mattress and then rolling onto the floor behind her. A great relief mixed in with a need to keep laying washed over her, the orgasm already waning, its afterglow insufficient pleasure for her new body. She needed another, the emptiness between her legs was already too great. Her toes dug deep into the laminate wood floors, bracing her body for the next one, she wouldn’t try to stop them anymore.

Holding onto her thick nipples with her hands she birthed her next egg and the next, orgasming over each one like a baptism, welcoming it to this world despite the lack of life growing in each one. Jade’s wings flapped behind her, making papers fly and mixing the sweet sex musk with the smell of her freshly laid eggs, driving her to greater and greater heights of pleasure. Breathing hard she climaxed again and again, the eggs felt like they were growing in size, her stomach slowly deflating and flattening below her massive beach-ball-sized breasts.

Milking herself she roared as the last egg passed her entrance, leaving it gaping and empty. Stomach now flat again her tail wormed its way between her sex juice-soaked thighs and filled the cavity between her legs, the tip pressing against her still-dialated cervix, entering her uterus. Squirming atop the now ruined couch, Jade gasped as the last of the electric pleasure surged through her draconic body before passing out in a pool of her still steaming-hot juices and milk, a pile of at least a dozen eggs at her feet.

—-

Reaching for the alarm clock Jade yawned, not wanting to acquiesce that it was morning already. The sun wasn’t even up yet, in the distance she could hear a garbage truck making its loud routine shaking a dumpster like it was a drum along with all the humans walking around being noisy. She could even hear who was sick or breathing through their mouth a couple blocks away. Hitting the snooze button she moaned grumpily tossing in the foam nest she had created out of the ruined mattress that used to be William’s bed.

Feeling for William’s phone on the nightstand, the large phone small in her draconic hands, she was forced to unlock it with a pin code, it naturally didn't recognize her face or fingerprint. Scrolling through new notifications with her thick finger claw she saw that the boss wasn’t too pleased she had missed a whole day’s shifts. Her coworkers had texted too, begging her to pick up or come in. How could she explain what she was to them? They wouldn’t understand. But it was fine, finding a new job was a problem for William whenever she got her next delivery of pills, whenever that was, she was in no rush to speed things along.

Her large eyes began to close again, not ready to wake up yet while her hands idly drifted to her enormous breasts, kneading them, making fresh hot milk spill across her supple chest scales. Tail caressing the floor under the bed, her thighs pressed against the pronounced mound of her pussy, a growing wetness between her legs told her she would be skipping work for the foreseeable future.
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