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This was supposed to be a 2-parter but part 1 was like 50% exposition that was just self-indulgent and this one I just ended up writing 2x as much for each scene as I had planned. I still have to reach the second campfire and do like 2-3 scenes there! So it looks like this is gonna be a 3-parter. \n\nThis one gets extra kinky. Some weird shit. Vore. Prolapse. Well mostly just that but you'll see.\n\n=====--=--=====\n\n\tI had the most wonderful dream. One of those dreams that was spliced with reality since I ended up waking up a handful of times throughout the night and confusing reality with hallucinogenic fantasy. Because of that I wasn't entirely sure what parts of what happened were real and what parts were just fantasy but I ended up waking up the following morning with a womb full of snake. \n\n\tOver the course of that night I remained next to the bonfire. Afearnia and Ezra headed over to their cabin's front porch without going in while Rex and Fidget retreated to their cabin to sleep. I could have gone to mine as well, but Leera really seemed to like the fire so I just laid on my back looking at the stars and moons while the flame crackled next to us. \n\n\tIt was shockingly comfortable. I assumed laying on my back in the dirt would make me feel stiff pretty quickly but that never happened. I think at least part of it was that Leera was draped over my chest like a blanket in tight coils with part of her nestled up under each of my arms. She seemed to specifically end up with her cloaca near my face so I got a never-ending sample of her aroma as I slept, ensuring my dreams were as filled with serpent pussy as my waking life.\n\n\tMy first dream was pretty weird but in a good way. I remained laying on my back next to the fire, with the details of the campsite remaining similar to how they were in reality. She got extra heavy on my chest, making me heave a bit, beak agape. In the dream, she got a nearly panicked look on her face as she thought I needed mouth to beak resuscitation. And since I had a beak that lacked lips she had to wrap a coil around my face to hold me in place and create a seal between her lips and body.\n\n\tThose scaled lips of hers felt nice, and as she was trying to blow into me her tongue kept flicking and slapping against mine. I didn't move, since I seemed to be trapped somewhere between lucidity and the dream world. I didn't know if she was actually helping me or if that was just my neurons triggering a new kink in me. \n\n\tIt was a new kink because in spite of everything she and I explored I'd never had this happen to me before and she almost entirely refused to do it. While she was giving me mouth-to-beak in the dream, she 'slipped' so that her head ended up in my beak. I'm not sure what her motivation was, but when she tried to pull out the hook of my beak caught on a scale so I guess she thought the best course of action was to just nuzzle the back of my throat until I gagged.\n\n\tWhich I did for real, I think. Again, it's sort of a blur.\n\n\tHer rather large snake head pressed tight to the back of my throat and she used the leverage she gained by resting on my chest to arch her neck and push down. She slithered with tight coils, clenching her muscles to make her slightly thinner as every scale on her body forced its way down my throat, head first. She inched in as best she could until I felt her head filling my belly. There, she twisted her neck to the side to form a sort of anchor as she pulled more of herself into me, bulging my throat wide and gradually expanding my abdominal wall. \n\n\tI continued to lay back, eyes agape as I felt every tension and release of her muscles coursing down her body in waves starting at her head and going up my esophagus. It felt like a reverse gulp on my part. Not retching or gagging, a reverse swallow. Different situation, less like my belly expelling material and more like a hearty gulp played in reverse. It was weird, but her scales seemed to catch on my throat flesh so she had nowhere else to go. She just kept slithering and undulating in waves to go a bit deeper every time. \n\n\tMore and more of her disappeared into me until I felt her seem to reverse, waking me in the process and leaving me half-alert. When I opened my eyes and had a temporary moment of lucidity I noticed Leera was still curled up on my chest, her condensed and heavy body weighing me down. She was still there, but my throat seemed to be tender and her scales appeared to be glistening with the reflection of the bonfire for about a third of her length. \n\n\tUnsure of what was going on, I gave her head a gentle stroke and massaged the thick, meaty bulbs of jaw muscles that some affectionately called head boobs. She seemed to like that; the more I did it the more she nuzzled into the crook of my neck and shoulder. She even pressed her snout to me and gave me a bit of a bite, her needlepoint teeth catching on my flesh beneath my plumage. \n\n\tPotentially dangerous but she knew how not to hurt me. And even if she was lost in some sort of slumber I knew how to get out of her maw's grip. Those backwards-curved teeth were not meant to let prey go until she was ready to let it go. I got lucky to end up with a partner that cared but also was willing to get a little rough with me. I liked a good love bite, just like how she'd used her head to strike my womb while also plunging in and out of me with the aggression of a predator. \n\n\tBy the time I slipped back into slumber I found myself once again with her forcing herself down my throat with only her head bulging my neck plumage. Like she had started again or in dream terms I'd rewound a bit to reestablish where I was in the scene. \n\n\tUnlike the first time, this time she was not wasting a second of time. She was forcing herself down my throat, slithering with efficiency even as I regained my composure and tried to wrap my hands around her body to maybe stop her. As a snake she was able to wiggle out of my grasp and ignore my grip, continuing to slither up into me until only her tail and a few belly scales were still squirming outside of me. \n\n\tI was able to grab the base of her tail to keep her from going deeper but her entire body was curled up in my guts with her scale texture pressing out against my flesh to ensure she wasn't going anywhere. My kinky side took over for a second and I let her slither just a bit deeper so that when I extended my tongue under her belly scales it found its way into her vent, getting one taste of her depths before she escaped my grip and her tail wildly slapped around and disappeared down my gullet. \n\n\tHer tail was thinner than her body so this left my throat gaped. When I finally tried gulping to release the tension I captured some air that rumbled down into my belly, churned between her coils, and came back out my beak with a belch that echoed back from the cliffside of the Cradle of Dalon. A belch so intense that every tree shook in the wake of the shockwave and birds emerged en masse.\n\n\tAll in dream, of course. I don't think I could possibly have actually belched that loud or hard.\n\n\tThis dream was the longest one, as once she had completely coiled up in my belly, distending my abdomen to be easily three times its usual diameter, I was able to roll over onto my side and so that the misshapen mass of snake bulges almost hit the edge of the fire pit. \n\n\tThis was when I noticed she was still writing and twisting inside me, her coils rolling over each other to grind against my belly walls and the inside of my abdomen. It wasn't just enough that she was shifting inside me, she seemed to be hitting a few of my buttons from the other end as my guts started pressing out against the inside of my lower pelvic area, grinding a dozen layers of gut flesh against my interior vaginal wall. You know, the g-spot. \n\n\tSuch a strange but pleasant sensation was amplified when I felt a bit of pressure alleviate from my belly followed by the lurching shifting sensation of her starting to work her way through my guts. Her entire body descended headfirst through the winding labyrinth of my digestive tract, eventually coming to the final lap around my insides that I could feel intimately. All my years of anal ensured that the final passage of my digestive tract were all sensitive to texture and friction and pressure. \n\n\tBoth of those sensations – the anal friction and g-spot pressure – double-teamed my pleasure centers to the point I couldn't help but get onto all fours and arch my back like I was giving birth. My clit winked, my tail flagged high, my booty practically fell out as her mass pressed out against the inside of my pucker, and I felt everything shift one final time as her tongue poked out from my rump and slapped the underside of my tail as well as my pussy lips. \n\n\tA few subtle shifts later and my hole dilated while she passed through. Every scale on her body slid across my pucker after getting soaked in my gut's natural fluids and slimes, making me roll my eyes and twitch alongside every single belly scale that popped out of me with a splash of juices. \n\n\tThe more of her that slithered out of me the less pressure I felt inside and the faster she went. With less friction slowing her down, she went from gradually lurching out a bit at a time with measured motions to her entire length practically sliding out of me in a single, heavy eruption. This left my bowels gaped in her absence, the red of my insides threatening to roll out. \n\n\tI collapsed and rolled onto my back again to once again retain that position and angle before I woke once more with Leera coiled in my lap. Not on my chest like before, but on my lap. Peculiar but not unreasonable. She was soaked, though. At least that's what I thought. Transferal of dream scenes was possible. I've had plenty of instances of waking up in the middle of a dream and actually feeling the sensations of the dream persist until said dream faded and I regained my lucidity. She might have been soaked in my juices or it might have just been my brain's hallucinations lingering.\n\n\tRegardless it wasn't long before I was once again returning to my slumber. I noticed the fire had nearly died by now and neither of the other pairs were still outside. Leera must have been eager for my body heat and I was well aware my groin was the warmest place on my body. Maybe that's why she shifted down onto my lap between dreams. I was rather aroused, it was fair that I would be especially hot around this time.\n\n\tMy third dream was a bit more surreal as the night was deep and I was in need of proper sleep. With Leera on my lap, she started making out with my tail maw. The secondary access to my womb. That tail maw had no facial features but it did have three jaws that all resembled a snake's upper jaw with four rows of 'teeth' that could grip prey. The main difference being that my tail maw's teeth were more like the barbs on a cat's tongue or penis. Firm, fleshy, and almost cartilaginous, they were firm enough to grip fur and scales and flesh but not enough to puncture or tear. \n\n\tThey were also a major factor in the pleasure I felt from my tail maw. Given that its passage linked to my womb the sensations I felt when my tail maw's gums and jaws were caressed was similar to the pleasure felt when my pussy was stuffed. Same or similar sensations, only it was amplified along each of those rows of fleshy barbs. \n\n\tSo when In the dream Leera started kissing and nuzzling into my tail maw it felt akin to her doing the same in my meaty pussy except every time one of the barbs caught a scale of hers I twitched. This was fun enough in and of itself but things got more surreal when they started talking to each other.\n\n\tThough my tail was incapable of speech, and was a limb of mine instead of a separate entity, I witnessed it in an arch so that it was lips to lips with Leera. The two were talking about me but I couldn't make out what they were saying because they both seemed to be talking in an exclusive snake language made up of hisses and spits. \n\n\tFor some reason this got them both soaked in saliva so Leera used her tail to wipe my tail maw clean. When my tail maw nibbled her tail, she got sexy bedroom eyes and started tail fucking my tail maw. Tail in tail action that left me with my toes curling as I tried my best to not interrupt their fun.\n\n\tMuch like any snake's teeth, the fleshy barbs of my tail's maw didn't let go. So the more Leera swished her tail inside mine to please it, the deeper she got and the tighter a grip my tail had on her. She didn't seem to mind and eagerly pushed in harder, ensuring that she buried more than half of her body down my tail, bulging it out to double its normal girth and eventually three times the size. It reminded me of what Leera's cloaca looked like when I was buried elbows deep in her. \n\n\tMy tail kept swallowing her and Leera pretended to resist all while assuring my tail it was fine and not to be upset. It was almost like my tail was remorseful that she couldn't release her grip on Leera's scales due to the backwards-curved barbs and the sheer girth of Leera's body. \n\n\tEventually Leera's tail came to breach my secondary cervix. Since both my tail and my vaginal canal led to my womb, I had to passages into the same place. Something about my tail also being a maw and also being an ovipositor some days meant that it seemed to tease open my cervix with ease, ensuring the usually tight ring gave no resistance as Leera was swallowed down. \n\n\tFrom there this could have gone two ways but it was the simpler way. At least for now. The more Leera got gulped down by my ravenous vaginal tail maw, the more of her curled up comfortably in my womb. Her coils doubled up and folded over each other, forming a sort of knot that shifted and actually seemed to tug more of her body in through my tail. This left my tail bulged so wide my fur and feathers were rendered so thin that I could see the distended flesh through them as well as the faint colours and shapes of Leera's scales as they passed through. \n\n\tThis stopped once only Leera's head was resting in between the tail maw's three jaws and the rest of her was either curled up in my womb or heaving in my tail's length, creating a swelling bulge. \n\n\tShe made a joke about squared snake while she opened up her maw and wrenched her body around to wrap around my beak. The last thing I saw before I woke up this time was the image of Leera's open maw with her top and bottom jaws as well as my tail maw with the equivalent of three open upper jaws blocking out my vision. Five snake jaws in a circle clamping down on me.\n\n\tI actually jerked away as my own tail and loving mate struck me in my dream. This was when I noticed that my belly was notably distended and my tail's maw end was drooling into the dirt and sand around the bonfire. The bulge in my belly was shifting a bit and felt heavy but I wasn't convinced that was real so I curled up onto my side in a fetal or eggbound position and went back to bed. It hadn't occurred to me that there was no Leera on my lap or chest or anywhere nearby. \n\n\tFinally, my last dream of the night started with me in a birthing position on my back with both knees up and Leera coiled up in a ball between them. Her head was resting on my pelvic bone so that every time she flicked her tongue her throat bulged and caressed my clit. I don't know what she was saying if anything but she was assuring me somehow. Dreams are weird. I knew that she was talking but it was almost as though it was subtitled. A silent film. \n\n\tI gave her a pat between the head boobs and gently forced her down so that her snout was once again pressed tight to my plump pussy lips. The pressure had her muzzle pass through between them, getting soaked in the process. She even flicked her tongue again, slapping my rump pucker and slipping between my lips to tease me a bit. I winked my clit, which parted my lips ever so gently and that was enough of an opening for her to take action. \n\n\tShe twisted her head to the side and forced her head into me. I watched with delight as her bulging, thick body parted my lips and her every scale lurched through my distended flesh. She was as big around as my thigh at least but still had enough muscle to overpower me, even my strong pelvic muscles. This meant that she kept going deeper and deeper inside me until her snout started nuzzling my cervix, tongue plapping against the rim of that ring of tight flesh. \n\n\tI don't know if in the dream my womb was still open for visitors or something but I felt no pain or discomfort as she anchored herself to my ankles and extended her lengthy noodle body deeper inside me. I felt the sensation of her scales grinding along my womb and cervix, as it was extra sensitive and had a different feel than just passing through my unbirth canal or coiling in my womb, but it wasn't the usual mix of pressure, discomfort, and pleasure it usually was. Almost like I was numbed. \n\n\tWith horny, reckless abandon I actually reached down to slide my hand down her spine, feeling her every muscle contraction and relaxation as she continued to slither inside me. Despite meters of her body passing through my plump equine flesh, my belly never quite seemed to expand. This gave me a false sense of infinite holding space, encouraging me to curl my fingers into myself to add pressure as her scales slid deeper into my canal. Her body alone was thick enough, so the deeper she went the more pressure she put on my knuckles, eventually forcing my hand to become trapped between her spine and the anterior wall of my pussy. \n\n\tThe pressure was intense but she was able to shift and rotate so that her belly scales were facing up and her spine was grinding down my posterior wall. This mixed with her rhythmic, wavelike muscle contractions down her length to force my finger tips to basically jab my own g-spot, forcing a wash of pleasure that gushed my creamy arousal down the length of her that was still outside of me. \n\n\tSuch fluid didn't just cascade over her scales and splash in the dirt, it seemed to roll over her body like a wave, coating her all the way to the tail. This ensured she was lubed up literally from head to tail as the majority of her body knotted up inside me like an anchor as the rest was pulled inside. \n\n\tInspired by one of my previous dreams I managed to stop her just as her tail was about to slip inside. There I grabbed a hold of her with one hand while I collected the concoction of fluids with the other and forced my fingers between her ventral scales to bulge out her cloaca and force both of her twin clits to throb on either side of my wrist. She seemed to enjoy this, as her tail wrapped around my forearm to show solidarity but then she pulled the rest of herself into me. \n\n\tFor a brief moment my hand was inside her as she slipped inside me, her coiled tail amplifying the bulge of my forearm just inside myself. She released her hold on my arm and her cloaca slid off my hand, the last of her escaping to my womb as my cervix sealed around her tip. \n\n\tI tickled my own G-spot a few times but the lingering delight from my muted climax made my passage clench shut, forcing my hand out of my depths. \n\n\tGiven my dream logic I thought nothing of admitting defeat and simply laying my hand on my chest while staring at the stars. The scent of her fluids mixed with mine on my fingers kept me aroused but that sleep logic I didn't think to do anything other than idly tug my lips and tap a finger tip on my clit. Enough to feel sensations but not enough to come to a proper climax. \n\n\tI was finally woken by the sound of birds singing in the distance and a steady but increasingly intense drone of insects buzzing all around us. This was when I laid my moist hand on my belly and found that I had an egg the size of a blitzball resting heavily within me, its weight pressing down against both cervixes while also grinding the bulge of its shell against the top of my g-spot. \n\n\tMy dream-addled mind barely had time to comprehend that Leera was nowhere to be found before Rex and Fidget opened up the door to their cabin while stretching and yawning. Fidget had a noticeable bloat, similar to what I had. She seemed so burdened by it that she walked around the side of the cabin and squatted down, letting a torrent of creamy seed and silken fluids splash over a bush.\n\n\tRex had a smug, content look on his face. “Oh hey. Good morning. Sleep well?” He glanced down at me and narrowed his gaze. He had to notice my egg-shaped bulge as he asked, “And where's Leera? Did Afearnia not feed you enough last night?”\n\n\t“The food was great.” I said as I patted my belly. “But I think she's in my womb.”\n\n\t“You think? That's the sort of thing you kinda have to know. People disappearing into others isn't something that happens by accident.”\n\n\tI was about to respond when Fidget came back from around the side of the house. “Oh, you must not know Leera that well. She seeks warmth. The fire didn't last forever and it got kinda chilly out last night. She probably found her way to a warm, cozy place while we were sleeping.”\n\n\tI nodded and pointed at her, confirming the story. “That's the best guess I have.” I then rolled to my knees and was about to get to my feet when I noticed just how heavy this egg was inside me. It didn't feel like an egg but a pure metal ball. Its weight alone was almost enough to crest my cervix and breach my womb had I not caught it in time and clenched my loins. The blank look of partial panic gave away that something was wrong. \n\n\t“Everything alright?” Fidget asked as she leaned into Rex. She knew that if something was wrong I'd be able to handle it but that didn't stop her from asking. Showing she cares. \n\n\tI doubled over on myself so I was on both knees and one hand, other arm cradling my swollen belly. “It should be but man she does not like to make it easy, does she?” I gulped and had to make an effort to clench my pelvic muscles again. Years of training ensured I could counter anything her weight did to me. “She could have shed the mass but no, I have a full thousand kilos of snake mass compressed into a single egg. I swear she's even heavier now than she was last night.” I half-heartedly slapped my belly as if to punish her for playing a prank on me. \n\n\tRex couldn't help but laugh. “I mean you could just lay the egg here. Put it in the bonfire and see what happens. Teach her for doin' this to you.”\n\n\tWith a wink of my clit alongside another pelvic contraction, I stood up tall and puffed out my chest. “What are you talking about? This is great!”\n\n\t“Sounds exhausting.” Fidget countered. \n\n\t“It is, but that much weight grinding down on my cunt from the inside with every step? That sounds like a heck of a good time, if you ask me. An exhausting time, for sure, but what good sex isn't exhausting?” I felt the egg shift inside and come to rest so that the narrower end of it was pressed against my birth canal and the blunt end was resting against my tail-maw's cervix. I felt the pressure building immediately, threatening me with a good time. “So what's the plan?”\n\n\tFidget hopped up so that she was sitting on the hand rail of the cabin. Even that high she was still head and shoulders shorted than the much taller tiger. “Well, we were gonna head off up the trail but with you weighed down like this I'm not sure we can.”\n\n\tI shrugged. “This will only slow me down. It won't stop me.” I cradled the underside of my belly and made a point to gently tease my lips. “If you wanna go ahead I can meet you at the next camp site. Up to you. Honestly, I could use some alone time. I know you got long legs and you're pretty swift in the woods. I'd hate to slow you down.” \n\n\t“What about the other two?” Rex asked, motioning towards the other cabin where I assumed Ezra and Afearnia were enjoying a morning snuggle. \n\n\tI clicked my beak and paused before saying anything. “I think they might need some alone time too. I got the distinct impression something great happened between them last night.”\n\n\tFidget threw her arms up, mockingly. “So after all that work planning out our meals and stuff we're just breaking up?” \n\n\t“We're not breaking up, dear. We're just taking different routes to the same location. At worst the next camp site is a half day's hike away. You two can get there first, I can catch up some time just after noon, and they can catch up before nightfall.” I started stretching my legs, bending over to check my flexibility, and testing my range of motion. I did notice that any time my legs moved the egg shifted inside me, grinding against my walls and most sensitive buttons. “Like I said, we all know where we're going. We all know the paths. And we all came here together and will certainly spend most of the week together. No harm in branching out.”\n\n\tRex nodded. “Alright then. I guess we'll be off?” \n\n\t“I guess so!” Fidget hopped down and grabbed both her pack and Rex's. She gave his to him and motioned that it was time to trek forward. “I'm young and full of tiger cum, and there's a whole adventure ahead of us!” She did a cute animated pose before pointing in the direction of the pathway leading farther north. As she did so, a visible splatter of seed seeped through her plump lips to splash on the dirt in front of the cabin, making her stop dead in her tracks with wide eyes.\n\n\tI cocked my head a bit and raised an ear while I glanced between her and Rex. “So you two have fun last night?”\n\n\t“Yeah.” Rex confirmed. “She, uh, is insatiable?” He said it with an upwards inflection.\n\n\tThat's when Fidget pitched in to clarify, stubby little bunny-doe tail wagging in rapid, short swishes. “I'm not insatiable, but he purrs. Cey. Purrs. Do you have any idea how stimulating that is? Sit on his face and that tongue of his gives me wings.” She paused to note that she had wings, they were just short and stubby and not really good for anything beyond looking pretty. “But once his entire body starts purring he can keep revving me up. Getting me off. Then doing it again. All freakin' night!” \n\n\tRex and I exchanged a knowing glance as I gave him the slightest of approving nods. \n\n\t“And I brought some potions. One of which basically turns him into a fountain. Hence why, uh, one second.” She once again hopped around the side of the cabin to squat down next to a bush and relieve herself of her cum-inflated womb. She didn't just relax and let it out, she reached around her haunches to spread her lips wide, gaping her pussy as deep as it would go while baring down and grunting, eager to expel as much of it as she could. Once she was convinced she was as empty as she was going to get, she cupped her palm between her legs, scooped as much of the remaining mess as she could, and licked it up. Once she came back she continued like she hadn't stopped. “And I gave him one of the production potions. So, uh, yeah, he kinda never stopped. The cycle of me needing more from him, then him using that purr of his to get me going again was quite a delicious cycle.”\n\n\tI could only blink. Fidget was quite the character. “Well I'm glad you two were having some fun. I saw you sorta playing around before I made it to sleep.”\n\n\t“Always having fun one way or another. Luckily the potion concoction we took meant that we still have the energy needed to get to our next destination despite barely sleeping.” \n\n\tI winced a bit. “Uh, you sure that's a good thing?” \n\n\tRex huffed and widened his eyes followed by a subtle roll. “Okay, well, according to her, since we both took the potion and we were having intimate contact, her hypersensitivity would literally rub off on me. Its effects transferring from her, uh, insides to my dick. Not complaining of course. It sounded a little strange but she seemed pretty confident so I guess we're going with it.” \n\n\t“I worked in a potions lab for the better part of a decade.” Fidget explained while jumping over the rail to once again display her seemingly limitless energy. Plus she bad springs in her hooves, as the railing was at face height for it and she leapt it without any problems. This made sense. Her job as a potion deliverer had her traversing plenty of dangerous terrain, mobility and endurance were her strengths. “They studied me specifically for most of that time. Trust me, if we were connected at the hips you got at least some residual potion effect from me. Come on, I wanna head out!”\n\n\tWe shared a glance, then Rex came over to give me a fist bump. “I guess we'll meet you at the next site? You sure you're gonna be okay? That egg looks like it's doing a number on ya.”\n\n\t“Honestly, the hardest part is going to be getting there without having to stop every few clicks to take care of myself. I've carried worse.” I wasn't lying but I wasn't being fully honest either. \n\n\t“Alright, if you say so.” He patted me on the shoulder, then pressed his palm to my gravid belly bulge before heading off towards the trail with Fidget. \n\n\t“Baiiiii!” Fidget called with a wave as she took off beyond the tree line and Rex followed at a slightly less intense pace. She had even more energy than normal, which was nice. Sex really did put her in the most boisterous of moods. \n\n\tI would be the same way if not for the metal ball inside me. Well, it was still just an egg but it was an egg that housed the mass of my full-sized serpent mate. She was lucky I loved her. And that I was more than capable of handling it. \n\n\tI stood alone in the clearing of the campsite for a bit as I pondered what to do next. I was going to approach Ezra and Afearnia at one point but I felt that might ruin the mood so I didn't bother. They had cell phones if I wanted or needed to get a hold of them. Knowing that, I grabbed my phone out of my satchel and sent everyone in the group an instant message with a general understanding of the plan going forward. All of us were gonna head out the various paths to meet at the next camp site. I was sure to explain which route I was going to take so they could catch up if need be. \n\n\tMy bag was on the ground in front of Rex's cabin next to both Ezra's and Afearnia's. With a happy spring in my step – as best I could spring with the heavy weight in my womb – I headed away from the camp site as well, taking a slightly different route than Rex and Fidget. \n\n\tThis day was my day. Just me and Leera. \n\n\tIn truth we could still telepathically communicate this way. She was in an egg inside me, not consumed. Just in a sort of half-hibernation mode she sometimes got into when she was done being social for a bit. Very introverted. I respected that. When she was ready to talk she'd let me know. \n\n\tBut for now, it was just me, my eggy snake mate, and the vast, never-ending sheen of the Vast emerald Wood stretched out before me. It was going to be another great day. \n\n\t=====--=--=====\n\n\tI had to take it slow, of course. I could keep a reasonably consistent pace once I found the exact way to walk without making the egg grind too much, but I couldn't run or go too fast. Don't get me wrong, I did in fact quite enjoy the sensation of the egg shifting inside me with every step but I needed to find a proper balance between pleasure and progress. If I moved too much or tried to go too fast or struggled to get over debris it would make me pause to let the pleasure fade before I could continue. \n\n\tHonestly, the last thing I wanted was some sort of orgasmic explosion that forced me to lay the egg. I couldn't guarantee I'd be able to get it back inside me once it was out and actively carrying it instead of having it inside me would be a pain in the tail. I could handle it in my womb even if it was definitely a trial. Trying to cradle something that heavy would ruin my day. So I needed to enjoy it without reaching climax. \n\n\tFortunately I was in a closer to female form. Still no defined gender but the genitals made a world of difference when it came to edging. Teetering on the edge of an orgasm without coming. If I had possessed cock and balls, the build up of fluid from the arousal would actually hurt and make it nearly impossible to keep trekking up the trail. Blue balls are a real thing. But with a vagina it was just a constant sensation of pleasure. I still needed that release but it didn't hurt to resist it. \n\n\tIt was distracting, though. From The Ranch to the first camp site I got to really take in the environment and admire the view. Sure, there were some distractions in the form of the others and Leera draped over my neck but those were not persistent. Leera's egg was persistent. \n\n\tAnd not only was it a constant distraction but any time I tried to ignore it and just focus on the beautiful emerald glow of the forest around me, I got distracted from managing the egg and I'd make the sort of mistake that led to it shifting extra hard inside me. This made things worse as I had to pause and bend over or squat down to fine a position that didn't apply constant pressure and subtle friction along my pussy's length through my womb's walls. \n\n\tFinding that balance was not easy. I needed to keep a decent pace to not lose time but I couldn't go too fast or the pressure would build too much and make me stop to alleviate it. I couldn't bring myself to climax but I couldn't ignore it. Sadly this meant I really didn't get to appreciate the glory of the Vast Emerald Wood. Which was a shame because its glow was intoxicating.\n\n\tI still had to go up and down hills, around rocky outcroppings, and in one case climb under and through a tree that had fallen upon the trail and hadn't been fixed by the spirits of the forest yet. They usually were pretty quick about that so it must have either been very recent or this was just not a very popular path. Either way navigating the tree on its side with a heavy egg in me was quite the task.\n\n\tAfter a couple hours of measured hiking through the trails I ended up in an open field with flowers of every colour and a light ademane mist blanketing them all. Only a meter or so off the ground. Enough to give the meadow an ethereal feel without being dangerous. \n\n\tWord of advice. Don't trigger any sort of elemental magic while in an ademane fog or cloud. You'll activate it with whatever spell you cast and in some cases that could be quite dangerous. \n\n\tInstead, bask in the glow. Ademane mist has a peculiar scent but it also has subtly helpful healing properties. Eveyone's body is constantly using magic to adapt to daily wear and tear so that sort of spell triggering the mist would amplify the healing process. \n\n\tThis meant that once I was done brushing my fingertips over the tips of the grass and flowers in the field I felt quite rejuvenated. My exhaustion from the prior night's activities and the exhaustion of carrying a hyper dense egg inside me almost entirely went away. With that renewed vigour I held my head high and made my way back to the trail ahead of me, passing through an arch of tree trunks and vines that had clearly been mystically grown by the spirits in the same manner as the cabins.\n\n\tA lot of the structures and landmarks of the trails were grown or managed in a similar way. Vines and tree trunks and plants were very specifically placed or managed to look like entrances or exits, storage boxes, cabins, etc. At one point I noticed that a sharp cliff face had vines jutting out the side in a perfectly aligned arrangement to act like a ladder. \n\n\tSpiritually manufactured flora. Very lovely. There was a reason I loved the Vast Emerald Wood as much as I did. There was no place on Dalon quite like it. \n\n\tAt the same rate, me trying to absorb the magic and majesty of the forest's natural beauty I noticed that my added pace was starting to get the better of me. That rejuvenation from the ademane mist had given me false confidence, resulting in the egg shifting inside me enough to bring me dangerously close to climax. I had to stop and take a few breaths along a dip in the trail, eyes closed and body leaning over a nearby mossy rock that had ademane crystals growing out the side.\n\n\tAdemane Crystals could form when mist collects on particularly lively flora.\n\n\tUp to this point I mostly just heard the steady drone of insects and the occasional songs of birds, but as I leaned over to try and alleviate the pressure on my cervix I heard a rustling and snap of a nearby branch. When I looked up I saw a familiar face.\n\n\tA purple bat hybrid was hanging upside down high in a nearby tree. Her wings were wrapped around her body and I could only see one glaring eye staring down at me between her wing hands. She didn't seem happy to see me waking her so early in the morning. It also appeared she didn't recognize me. I recognized her. To be fair, I was in my biped form and she knew me as a quadruped. \n\n\tI looked up to her and waved meekly. “Sorry, I'll be gone soon enough.”\n\n\tShe just huffed at me and wrapped her wings around her body, blocking out all light and cutting off our respective eye lines. Clearly she wasn't a fan of me today. Or maybe it was the sun. she was a bat, after all. \n\n\t“Really? You're gonna be like that?” I teased as I stood tall, one hand on my back to correct my egg-laden posture. “I know you're kinda prickly, but you're not gonna say hi to an old friend?”\n\n\tSlowly, she pulled a wing aside to get a better look at me. With just her snout sticking out from between her wing membranes she squeaked at me. Echolocation. Her eyes narrowed when she got her signal back but still didn't seem to recognize me. “What makes you a friend?”\n\n\tI took a few steps down the path to get close to the base of the tree she was hanging upside down on. “You don't recognize me? Kind of strange, to be honest. I know you mostly see me on all fours but the rest of the world sees me like this.” \n\n\tShe narrowed her eyes, not seeing the connection. She and I had met many times and we were reasonably good friends but she was clearly trying to sleep and this was not likely to be her proper state of mind. Plus the trail I was taking was clearly not the most common one; she must have come here specifically to get away from people and I was ruining that for her. She just glared at me. Maybe she was trying to figure out who I was. Maybe she was just hoping if she was rude enough I'd go away.\n\n\t“Oh Habu, why do you have to be that way?” I used her name, hoping to loosen her up a bit and let her know I did in fact know who she was.\n\n\tThis seemed to work. She slowly opened her wings to fold upon her sides and back instead of keeping them wrapped around herself. “Okay. You do know me. You're not bluffing, but I don't-”\n\n\t“Ceylon. Dear.” I interjected, then widened my stance. “Come give me a hug.”\n\n\tHer eyes lit up as she put the pieces together. Same colours, same patterns, same personality as she was used to only I was on two legs instead of four. She detached from the branch, flipped in midair by flaring her wings, and did a few parkour leaps from tree to tree until she was squatting down at face height, upright. “So it is you! I wasn't sure!” She then leapt down and leaned in for a hug around my thighs; she was so much shorter than me. \n\n\tI gave her head a bit of a stroke and gently caressed the back of her neck. “There ya go!”\n\n\tWith her wing arms wrapped around my legs, her head was pressed right up against my gravid belly. She chirped and buzzed at me, clearly taking notes and reading my form. “Oh, what's that?” She could clearly sense the egg inside me due to her echolocation. \n\n\tI laughed a bit and offered her an arm for her to leap up and perch upon my back. She obliged, ending up squatting on my hips with her head right on my shoulder, wings covering most of my back. “Oh Leera just playing pranks on me again. She knew we would be on a long trek so she decided to give me a very special burden.” \n\n\t“Egg?” Habu asked. “I don't suppose she's-” She trailed off. I knew what she was going to ask.\n\n\t“Womb, dear. Sorry. I think she took a pass out back before ending up there but no, this is all vag today.” I was sure to give her snout a little scritch.\n\n\tShe was a little bit disappointed. She was quite anally fixated. Which I totally understood. Something special about the fleshy folds of a anal rosebud. “It's okay. I understand.”\n\n\t“Yeah, I woke up with her inside me in this extra heavy egg. If I'd have known I'd be catching up with you so randomly I'd have guided her somehow. Why are you out here, anyway?”\n\n\tHabu huffed a bit right in my ear. “Just done with people for a bit. Flew my way out here last night to get away from everyone. Thought if I disappeared into the woods for a few days I could recharge. Then some clumsy bird had to go trekking by my path, waking me up.”\n\n\tI cringed a bit. “Sorry about that. It wasn't my intention, of course. I want nothing but the best for you. I could leave you be if you wish. You don't have to stay with me but I am heading to the next set of cabins down the trail for the evening if you wanted to join us once night falls.”\n\n\tShe paused for a moment like she was contemplating the options. “I can stay with you a bit. I likely won't go all the way to the camp site, though. Too many people. I like you. I don't like them. Probably.” \n\n\t“You probably would, but I get it.” I gave her another gentle pat between her long ears. “My friends are good people. I don't tend to befriend people who aren't good. I'm sure if you met them you'd warm that cold heart of yours and come to love them all.”\n\n\t“Hey, I am not cold hearted. I'm selective.” She protested, the chirp of her voice actually hurting my ears a bit. She noticed my wince and apologized, lowering her voice and speaking in a softer tone. “I just, you know. I don't do people well. Most of the time.” \n\n\tI half-cocked a grin as I stepped over a log that had fallen over the path. “Well, scary snake bats are scary. You actually remind me a lot of Valencia, but she's a bat wolf. And everyone loves wolves. They're all cute and cuddly and they howl and wag their tails and all that. What do you do? Hiss and squeak. Do you even wag your tails?” \n\n\tThough I was only lightly teasing her I could tell I'd struck a nerve. She seemed to deflate on my back, so I reached back and hoisted her over my shoulder to give her a hug with her feet resting on my gravid belly. She resisted a bit at first but melted into my embrace. “Sorry, I forget not everyone has my sense of humour. All my friends are scary to normal peeps. Honestly, Leera's probably the scariest I know and she's currently curled up on my womb.” \n\n\t“Leera is scary?” Habu asked while leaning back against my chest, still balancing on my rounded egg-laden belly. “I thought she was a sweetheart. Everyone at The Vore House loves her!”\n\n\t“Yeah she's sweet now. When I met her she was frightening. Her tribe was lost deep in the Arrenthen Basin. They had this psychological adaptation where they fed off the fear of their prey. Their bodies had that digestive cycle we reverse engineered for Vore House so they could keep their prey struggling and terrified for days or weeks in their bellies. Alive, waiting for the torture to end. She was also very large even by her tribe's standards. So she was frightening!”\n\n\t“Leera? You have to be kidding me. She's so sweet!” Habu chirped at me. The many eyes on her chest opened, parting the fluff around her neck.\n\n\tI nodded and cradled her rump so that she could rest in my arms for storytime. “Absolutely. She almost killed me the first time we met. I approached her, thinking I could reason with her since I sensed sentience in her but she struck and coiled me! Enough to keep me alive but unable to do much of anything. Broke my wing, even.” \n\n\t“Right! Wings! That's why I didn't notice you! You don't have wings!” Habu exclaimed.\n\n\t“I rarely do when bipedal. They don't really work properly for me. Anyway, I had to talk her down and I even went so far as to telepathically speak with her even while my head felt like it was going to explode. Turns out she hated that part of her and wanted to change but since it was in her nature she would mentally and emotionally regress if she didn't satisfy this psychological need, making her even more dangerous. I agreed to help her out. That's why The Vore House exists now. To satisfy her need to be a predator without any of that pesky circle of life stuff.”\n\n\tHabu nodded, absorbing what I was saying. “Yeah that makes sense I suppose. I hadn't thought of it like that. I guess if she can have such a drastic change, I can get people to like me.”\n\n\t“Do you really want that though? Most people suck. Honestly, why do you think I'm out here this far from Klyneth? I actually came out with two other couples – well, four friends – and we sort of went our separate paths. I really needed some alone time.” \n\n\t“I can relate.” \n\n\tI cupped her rump and tossed her over my shoulder so she rode on my back again as I continued to trek up the trail. “So yeah, find your comfort zone. Pick your friends. You don't need to be friendly with everyone. Honestly, most of them don't deserve it. But balance. Finding balance is key in nearly every aspect of life.”\n\n\tShe chirped happily in my ear. Not the painful high pitched type, just an excited, playful chirp. “You're a good friend, Cey.”\n\n\t“Quality over quantity, I say.” I said while pausing a moment to curl my toes into the dirt. The entire time we were walking I had not been heeding my advice about balance and was going too fast. The egg inside me had been grinding and shifting against my walls just a bit harder than I could handle and I felt like I was on the verge of orgasm. Ironically, ignoring it and talking to Habu had delayed the climax a bit but now I was having a hard time upholding the barrier. I could feel my cervix dilating as my abdominal walls clenched around the egg, nearly forcing it out. \n\n\tHabu noticed as I slowed to a stop and bent over a nearby rock. “Are you okay?”\n\n\tI nodded, then pounded the rock to maybe distract my loins. “Should be. Egg's just threatening to come out.”\n\n\tShe got extra excited. “I don't suppose I could help you, could I?” \n\n\t“Sorry, I want to keep it inside for now. At least until I get to the campsite.”\n\n\t“Are you sure?” She cocked her head to the side and chirped in confusion. \n\n\tTo be fair it wasn't like I'd explained the complicated logic behind my decision yet. To anyone that wasn't me with my laundry list of criteria it would make more sense to have this heavy egg outside of me instead of constantly weighing me down. So I explained as best I could in between guttural grunts and pauses. “If I let it out, then I have to carry it. If I leave it in, it's easier to carry, even if, uh, distracting.” I gulped a bit as my abdominal wall constricted around the egg, making it descend.\n\n\tMy vulva distended even though the egg was in my womb, held back only by my pelvic muscles and the tightness of my cervix. I fell to my knees and got on all fours, tail up behind me so it wasn't in the way. \n\n\tHabu saw an opportunity to help and leapt off me, ending up standing between my ankles with her head right at rump height. “Oh wow! Been a while since I saw this part of you!” she chirped, her tail swishing behind her. “So what can I do to help?”\n\n\tAfter another body-rocking abdominal contraction I took in a deep breath and tried my best to clench my loins, swallowing the egg deep again. “Whatever you can to keep it from coming out.” In reality I probably didn't need her help, my muscle control would be enough when paired with my willpower. Still, she could help and make things easier for me and I'm sure I'd enjoy her aid.\n\n\tI could feel my pussy descending so that the entire length of it was compressed right beyond my vulva, threatening to emerge, cervix first, and deposit the egg. At the same time I could feel my rump stretched wide in a crescent moon shape as my lips were stretched taut. Naturally, that's where Habu gravitated towards. She immediately leaned in and pressed her hand to my tail hole, the wing membrane connected to her digits wrapping around my rump cheek. \n\n\tAnother grunt came from me as my whole body tried to reject the egg and force it out. The crest of the shell dilated the cervix and parted my lips, giving Habu a perfect view. \n\n\tShe did the only thing she could think of by pressing her other hand against the egg, trying to bluntly force it back in. This was well and good enough except my body had produced so much natural lubrication for the passing of the shelled ob that her hand slipped upward. In an attempt to help me with my egg-bound loins she ended up smothered by my donut ring. \n\n\tThis seemed to help, though. The pressure in my anal passage seemed to make the egg shift a bit deeper so I was sure to tell her this. “Yes! Do that!” I encouraged her, tail flagging and clit winking to show my appreciation. \n\n\t“Oh, like this?” She said as she leaned into me, her folded wing sinking deep into my rump. I could feel her fingers splaying inside me as she laid her palm against the bulge of the egg through the layers of flesh between them. She audibly gasped and chirped as she felt this unique sensation. My rippled anal walls caressed her hand, wrist, and forearm as my abdominal wall twitched with contractions and squeezed her between the egg and the base of my spine. \n\n\tThe pressure of her hand inside me did seem to be keeping the egg from descending farther so she pushed in deeper and brought her other hand up to aid in applying pressure. Much like the first hand, the second one was deflected by the rounded bulge of the egg and the copious lubrication, guiding her second hand between my distended vulva and the base of my tail. “Oops.” She crooned, clearly having done it on purpose. \n\n\tI didn't mind. The sensation of having her hands in me was not only pleasant but helping to make the egg shift deeper again. \n\n\tShe leaned into me, her arms both slipping deeper into me until she was past the elbows. This could have been bad, since her arms were also her wings and the long digits connected to the membrane could have been fragile. I made sure to counter it by pooling some of my restorative magic to my loins, the direct bowel contact ensuring she remained able to play without concern.\n\n\tWith this boost in confidence she started kneading and thrusting each hand in deeper one at a time, reveling in the sensation of my guts being extra wide and stretched around the bulge of the egg. She seemed to really enjoy kneading my flesh like dough, digging the heel of her palm into me to help ease the egg in deeper and deeper. Before long, my lips were able to seal shut, the gape closing with a squelchy splatter of fluids. But she still had a lot of work to do. \n\n\tHabu kept both her hands deep in me, angling them down to really massage the egg. In truth I was pretty sure she was enjoying it more than I was, and the sensation of the egg grinding against my walls accompanied by nimble bat fingers caressing my bowels was quite the pleasant experience. \n\n\tSuch a pleasant experience that a combination of contraction and orgasmic clench rocked my body in unison, descending the egg once again and forcing her hands out of me. Not only did her arms get expelled, but the pressure of the egg forced my bowels to invert and unfold outside of me as well, growing by blossoming right against her fist, the bulge of it hanging over my pussy so far it nearly touched my clit. \n\n\tThis seemed to reboot Habu's brain, as she froze in her tracks, unsure what to do next. Part of her looked like she wanted to stuff it back into me and I knew what the rest wanted. \n\n\tOnce the contraction ended I grinned back at her, glancing over my shoulder to catch her gaze. She was staring, gape-mawed with her long forked tongue hanging out over her bottom lip. “You can have a taste if you want, dear. I don't mind.” \n\n\tI'd barely finished my thought when she leaned in with her palms on both of my rump cheeks, spreading my booty wide as she lunged at my overflowing guts. She gaped her maw wider and stuck her tongue out as far as it would go to attack my rosebud, eagerly searching for the entrance to my bowels. Once she found it after a fervent series of licks that traced each of my meaty folds, she wrapped her lips around the end of my blossom. \n\n\tShe didn't just probe my depths with her tongue but she actively tugged on my anal prolapse while also sucking my folds of rump meat. At one point I felt her sharp teeth and fangs catch on my deep red guts but the magic I'd concentrated on there prior ensured that I got only that intense sensation without being punctured. She seemed to pick up on this rather quickly and actually started chewing on my meat. Well, mostly sucking with a few jaw movements that let her almost tug on my bowels with the aid of some neck thrusts and tugs. \n\n\tI grunted as another contraction rocked my body, the pressure in my abdomen nearly forcing the egg out again only to have that pressure redirected through my bowels. \n\n\tMy rosebud unfolded right down her throat, forcing her tongue out of me as the meaty folds unfurled half way down to her belly, giving her neck a visible bulge. She tried to gulp and swallow, hoping the pressure would suck more of me out into her but unfortunately for her my insides were about as far out as they'd go. Still, she enjoyed the moment as my flesh filled her throat, giving her a taste as full as possible.\n\n\tI was able to relax and adjust my pelvic muscles enough that I sucked my guts back up into me, having it fold back in upon itself in her throat, the shifting mass of it nearly catching on her fangs once more before escaping her lips. She probed with her tongue again, eager to not let go but found herself at a loss when all but a few folds remained outside in a perfectly round rosebud. She gave me a peck of a kiss, tongue going as deep as she could get it while caressing my meat with her hands like she was making out with a lover. \n\n\tOne thing that shocked me was how soft I could tell I felt. I didn't prolapse often, my guts usually stayed inside, but the handful of times they did emerge they were so incredibly silky smooth. The only time they were sort of firm was when they were fully out as far as they'd go and the bloom seemed to inflate much like a snake's cock would. \n\n\tSomething Habu likely knew a thing or two about, as she possessed a cock most like a serpent's.\n\n\tOut of curiosity I glanced down beneath my chest and through my hind legs to see if she was hard. She was. Her cock was at full mast and oozing her own concoction into the dirt between my legs. I knew I had to give permission. She wasn't subby but she was very respectful and given that I was treating this like medical aid she may have been doing her best to not over-step boundaries. “Go ahead, dear. Mount up.” \n\n\tShe froze in place and chirped before making a move. The chirp was actually felt in my rose, the reverberating sounds tickling my flesh enough that I almost clenched and sucked the last of it up. I was deliberately trying to keep some of it outside for her to play with. \n\n\tOnce she had gotten the time to process my invitation she gave my flesh another kiss on the lips before leaping up with her hind paws gripping my haunches and both of her hands tight around the base of my tail. I was at an angle that my chest was low and my rump was high so she had little problems with balance as she shifted in place, her cock tip bouncing and probing my external folds until she once again found my entrance. \n\n\tThe moment her tip came to rest in the cook that was the center of my rose, she plunged in with all hear heart, slapping the scales of her pelvic region against my exposed bowels. I could hear it over the singing of nearby birds. I loved it. \n\n\tTrying to find that balance again I did my best to clench my guts enough to keep the egg as deep as it could go and clench tight around her shaft while not sucking my bowels back inside me. I want to say she had at me for hours or that we enjoyed the passion until the sun set or something poetic like that but the reality was that she seemed to have been pent up and was already on the verge of climax before her flesh got buried in mine. \n\n\tBefore long her cock started twitching inside me and her thrusts became erratic as she started pumping her creamy seed into me. I curled my toes into the dirt and my clit winked beneath her, allowing her to focus on my rump. Her favourite. \n\n\tI know it's strange to say that feeling her unload into me was quite fulfilling and satisfying given our size discrepancies and how clearly roomy I was but it was true. I was still plenty sensitive and the folded over flesh actually made me feel kinda tight, even with her length inside me. Plus, she was quite well endowed for a bat her size. \n\n\tEagerly I took it all and asked for more as my depths clenched and my bowels did their best to suck up all they could, nearly folding back neatly inside before she was fully done. I could actually feel the flood of her seed seeping out between her flesh and mine, filling the rivulets and ridges between my folds and eventually dripping down beyond my rose to trickle over my pussy lips. \n\n\tShe huffed, I grunted, and before long she finally lost her balance enough to flop down on my lower back, the angle making her cock flick out of me and release a torrent of seed down between my knees. She chirped in my ear while spreading her wings over my shoulders making it look like I had bat wings. “I needed that.” She got out between ragged breaths. \n\n\tI relaxed a bit, feeling my depths gulp down the egg once more, cervix closing to seal it in my womb. I could feel my body returning to normal in the post orgasmic bliss, rosebud folding up and being neatly tucked back away inside me as my tail hole and pussy lips returned to normal. “Me too.” I assured her with a soft pat between her ears. \n\n\tMoments passed before I tiredly stumbled to my feet. I brushed myself off from the dirt and other forest debris before taking my first steps on the path. “Well! Time to keep on trekking!” I said with more energy than I actually had at the time. It was clear by the imperfections in my voice that I was masking my exhaustion. The egg was still heavy in me and now I'd not only spent the energy on a full-body orgasm but I also had to contest with the egg itself. \n\n\tI needed to make it to the camp site. \n\n\t“I guess I'll come with you.” She practically purred into my ear. “If you say your friends are so good maybe we'll have some more fun together. But, uh, you mind if I get some shut-eye on the way? I Can rest on your back if you let me.”\n\n\tWith a grinning gape of my beak I nodded and purred at her. “Absolutely. You're always welcome in or on me.” She nuzzled my neck from behind and almost instantly lost herself to slumber. Her day was just ending but mine was just beginning. \n\n\tDistracted or not I had a place to be and people to meet. So I set off once more with a snake-bat on my back and a snake-filled-egg resting heavy in my womb. We were a veritable party of adventurers on our way to the next quest. \n\n\tI had no idea if I was going to make it without another threat of aggressive climax but I was certainly not going to give up. Onward and upward. Northbound in the Vast emerald Wood.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Artist - Nib-Roc
Writer/Ceylon - Runa216
Ezra - TrashyPanda
Rex - TigerXtreme
Leera/Fidget/Afearnia - Runa216
HAbu - :Duskguard

Part 1 - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56565096/
Part 2 - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56630589/
PArt 3 -

I guess this is what happens when I get to just do whatever the fuck I want with no restrictions. This was supposed to be a 2-parter but part 1 was like 50% exposition that was just self-indulgent and this one I just ended up writing 2x as much for each scene as I had planned. I still have to reach the second campfire and do like 2-3 scenes there! So it looks like this is gonna be a 3-parter.

This one gets extra kinky. Some weird shit. Vore. Prolapse. Well mostly just that but you'll see.

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\tI had the most wonderful dream. One of those dreams that was spliced with reality since I ended up waking up a handful of times throughout the night and confusing reality with hallucinogenic fantasy. Because of that I wasn't entirely sure what parts of what happened were real and what parts were just fantasy but I ended up waking up the following morning with a womb full of snake.

\tOver the course of that night I remained next to the bonfire. Afearnia and Ezra headed over to their cabin's front porch without going in while Rex and Fidget retreated to their cabin to sleep. I could have gone to mine as well, but Leera really seemed to like the fire so I just laid on my back looking at the stars and moons while the flame crackled next to us.

\tIt was shockingly comfortable. I assumed laying on my back in the dirt would make me feel stiff pretty quickly but that never happened. I think at least part of it was that Leera was draped over my chest like a blanket in tight coils with part of her nestled up under each of my arms. She seemed to specifically end up with her cloaca near my face so I got a never-ending sample of her aroma as I slept, ensuring my dreams were as filled with serpent pussy as my waking life.

\tMy first dream was pretty weird but in a good way. I remained laying on my back next to the fire, with the details of the campsite remaining similar to how they were in reality. She got extra heavy on my chest, making me heave a bit, beak agape. In the dream, she got a nearly panicked look on her face as she thought I needed mouth to beak resuscitation. And since I had a beak that lacked lips she had to wrap a coil around my face to hold me in place and create a seal between her lips and body.

\tThose scaled lips of hers felt nice, and as she was trying to blow into me her tongue kept flicking and slapping against mine. I didn't move, since I seemed to be trapped somewhere between lucidity and the dream world. I didn't know if she was actually helping me or if that was just my neurons triggering a new kink in me.

\tIt was a new kink because in spite of everything she and I explored I'd never had this happen to me before and she almost entirely refused to do it. While she was giving me mouth-to-beak in the dream, she 'slipped' so that her head ended up in my beak. I'm not sure what her motivation was, but when she tried to pull out the hook of my beak caught on a scale so I guess she thought the best course of action was to just nuzzle the back of my throat until I gagged.

\tWhich I did for real, I think. Again, it's sort of a blur.

\tHer rather large snake head pressed tight to the back of my throat and she used the leverage she gained by resting on my chest to arch her neck and push down. She slithered with tight coils, clenching her muscles to make her slightly thinner as every scale on her body forced its way down my throat, head first. She inched in as best she could until I felt her head filling my belly. There, she twisted her neck to the side to form a sort of anchor as she pulled more of herself into me, bulging my throat wide and gradually expanding my abdominal wall.

\tI continued to lay back, eyes agape as I felt every tension and release of her muscles coursing down her body in waves starting at her head and going up my esophagus. It felt like a reverse gulp on my part. Not retching or gagging, a reverse swallow. Different situation, less like my belly expelling material and more like a hearty gulp played in reverse. It was weird, but her scales seemed to catch on my throat flesh so she had nowhere else to go. She just kept slithering and undulating in waves to go a bit deeper every time.

\tMore and more of her disappeared into me until I felt her seem to reverse, waking me in the process and leaving me half-alert. When I opened my eyes and had a temporary moment of lucidity I noticed Leera was still curled up on my chest, her condensed and heavy body weighing me down. She was still there, but my throat seemed to be tender and her scales appeared to be glistening with the reflection of the bonfire for about a third of her length.

\tUnsure of what was going on, I gave her head a gentle stroke and massaged the thick, meaty bulbs of jaw muscles that some affectionately called head boobs. She seemed to like that; the more I did it the more she nuzzled into the crook of my neck and shoulder. She even pressed her snout to me and gave me a bit of a bite, her needlepoint teeth catching on my flesh beneath my plumage.

\tPotentially dangerous but she knew how not to hurt me. And even if she was lost in some sort of slumber I knew how to get out of her maw's grip. Those backwards-curved teeth were not meant to let prey go until she was ready to let it go. I got lucky to end up with a partner that cared but also was willing to get a little rough with me. I liked a good love bite, just like how she'd used her head to strike my womb while also plunging in and out of me with the aggression of a predator.

\tBy the time I slipped back into slumber I found myself once again with her forcing herself down my throat with only her head bulging my neck plumage. Like she had started again or in dream terms I'd rewound a bit to reestablish where I was in the scene.

\tUnlike the first time, this time she was not wasting a second of time. She was forcing herself down my throat, slithering with efficiency even as I regained my composure and tried to wrap my hands around her body to maybe stop her. As a snake she was able to wiggle out of my grasp and ignore my grip, continuing to slither up into me until only her tail and a few belly scales were still squirming outside of me.

\tI was able to grab the base of her tail to keep her from going deeper but her entire body was curled up in my guts with her scale texture pressing out against my flesh to ensure she wasn't going anywhere. My kinky side took over for a second and I let her slither just a bit deeper so that when I extended my tongue under her belly scales it found its way into her vent, getting one taste of her depths before she escaped my grip and her tail wildly slapped around and disappeared down my gullet.

\tHer tail was thinner than her body so this left my throat gaped. When I finally tried gulping to release the tension I captured some air that rumbled down into my belly, churned between her coils, and came back out my beak with a belch that echoed back from the cliffside of the Cradle of Dalon. A belch so intense that every tree shook in the wake of the shockwave and birds emerged en masse.

\tAll in dream, of course. I don't think I could possibly have actually belched that loud or hard.

\tThis dream was the longest one, as once she had completely coiled up in my belly, distending my abdomen to be easily three times its usual diameter, I was able to roll over onto my side and so that the misshapen mass of snake bulges almost hit the edge of the fire pit.

\tThis was when I noticed she was still writing and twisting inside me, her coils rolling over each other to grind against my belly walls and the inside of my abdomen. It wasn't just enough that she was shifting inside me, she seemed to be hitting a few of my buttons from the other end as my guts started pressing out against the inside of my lower pelvic area, grinding a dozen layers of gut flesh against my interior vaginal wall. You know, the g-spot.

\tSuch a strange but pleasant sensation was amplified when I felt a bit of pressure alleviate from my belly followed by the lurching shifting sensation of her starting to work her way through my guts. Her entire body descended headfirst through the winding labyrinth of my digestive tract, eventually coming to the final lap around my insides that I could feel intimately. All my years of anal ensured that the final passage of my digestive tract were all sensitive to texture and friction and pressure.

\tBoth of those sensations – the anal friction and g-spot pressure – double-teamed my pleasure centers to the point I couldn't help but get onto all fours and arch my back like I was giving birth. My clit winked, my tail flagged high, my booty practically fell out as her mass pressed out against the inside of my pucker, and I felt everything shift one final time as her tongue poked out from my rump and slapped the underside of my tail as well as my pussy lips.

\tA few subtle shifts later and my hole dilated while she passed through. Every scale on her body slid across my pucker after getting soaked in my gut's natural fluids and slimes, making me roll my eyes and twitch alongside every single belly scale that popped out of me with a splash of juices.

\tThe more of her that slithered out of me the less pressure I felt inside and the faster she went. With less friction slowing her down, she went from gradually lurching out a bit at a time with measured motions to her entire length practically sliding out of me in a single, heavy eruption. This left my bowels gaped in her absence, the red of my insides threatening to roll out.

\tI collapsed and rolled onto my back again to once again retain that position and angle before I woke once more with Leera coiled in my lap. Not on my chest like before, but on my lap. Peculiar but not unreasonable. She was soaked, though. At least that's what I thought. Transferal of dream scenes was possible. I've had plenty of instances of waking up in the middle of a dream and actually feeling the sensations of the dream persist until said dream faded and I regained my lucidity. She might have been soaked in my juices or it might have just been my brain's hallucinations lingering.

\tRegardless it wasn't long before I was once again returning to my slumber. I noticed the fire had nearly died by now and neither of the other pairs were still outside. Leera must have been eager for my body heat and I was well aware my groin was the warmest place on my body. Maybe that's why she shifted down onto my lap between dreams. I was rather aroused, it was fair that I would be especially hot around this time.

\tMy third dream was a bit more surreal as the night was deep and I was in need of proper sleep. With Leera on my lap, she started making out with my tail maw. The secondary access to my womb. That tail maw had no facial features but it did have three jaws that all resembled a snake's upper jaw with four rows of 'teeth' that could grip prey. The main difference being that my tail maw's teeth were more like the barbs on a cat's tongue or penis. Firm, fleshy, and almost cartilaginous, they were firm enough to grip fur and scales and flesh but not enough to puncture or tear.

\tThey were also a major factor in the pleasure I felt from my tail maw. Given that its passage linked to my womb the sensations I felt when my tail maw's gums and jaws were caressed was similar to the pleasure felt when my pussy was stuffed. Same or similar sensations, only it was amplified along each of those rows of fleshy barbs.

\tSo when In the dream Leera started kissing and nuzzling into my tail maw it felt akin to her doing the same in my meaty pussy except every time one of the barbs caught a scale of hers I twitched. This was fun enough in and of itself but things got more surreal when they started talking to each other.

\tThough my tail was incapable of speech, and was a limb of mine instead of a separate entity, I witnessed it in an arch so that it was lips to lips with Leera. The two were talking about me but I couldn't make out what they were saying because they both seemed to be talking in an exclusive snake language made up of hisses and spits.

\tFor some reason this got them both soaked in saliva so Leera used her tail to wipe my tail maw clean. When my tail maw nibbled her tail, she got sexy bedroom eyes and started tail fucking my tail maw. Tail in tail action that left me with my toes curling as I tried my best to not interrupt their fun.

\tMuch like any snake's teeth, the fleshy barbs of my tail's maw didn't let go. So the more Leera swished her tail inside mine to please it, the deeper she got and the tighter a grip my tail had on her. She didn't seem to mind and eagerly pushed in harder, ensuring that she buried more than half of her body down my tail, bulging it out to double its normal girth and eventually three times the size. It reminded me of what Leera's cloaca looked like when I was buried elbows deep in her.

\tMy tail kept swallowing her and Leera pretended to resist all while assuring my tail it was fine and not to be upset. It was almost like my tail was remorseful that she couldn't release her grip on Leera's scales due to the backwards-curved barbs and the sheer girth of Leera's body.

\tEventually Leera's tail came to breach my secondary cervix. Since both my tail and my vaginal canal led to my womb, I had to passages into the same place. Something about my tail also being a maw and also being an ovipositor some days meant that it seemed to tease open my cervix with ease, ensuring the usually tight ring gave no resistance as Leera was swallowed down.

\tFrom there this could have gone two ways but it was the simpler way. At least for now. The more Leera got gulped down by my ravenous vaginal tail maw, the more of her curled up comfortably in my womb. Her coils doubled up and folded over each other, forming a sort of knot that shifted and actually seemed to tug more of her body in through my tail. This left my tail bulged so wide my fur and feathers were rendered so thin that I could see the distended flesh through them as well as the faint colours and shapes of Leera's scales as they passed through.

\tThis stopped once only Leera's head was resting in between the tail maw's three jaws and the rest of her was either curled up in my womb or heaving in my tail's length, creating a swelling bulge.

\tShe made a joke about squared snake while she opened up her maw and wrenched her body around to wrap around my beak. The last thing I saw before I woke up this time was the image of Leera's open maw with her top and bottom jaws as well as my tail maw with the equivalent of three open upper jaws blocking out my vision. Five snake jaws in a circle clamping down on me.

\tI actually jerked away as my own tail and loving mate struck me in my dream. This was when I noticed that my belly was notably distended and my tail's maw end was drooling into the dirt and sand around the bonfire. The bulge in my belly was shifting a bit and felt heavy but I wasn't convinced that was real so I curled up onto my side in a fetal or eggbound position and went back to bed. It hadn't occurred to me that there was no Leera on my lap or chest or anywhere nearby.

\tFinally, my last dream of the night started with me in a birthing position on my back with both knees up and Leera coiled up in a ball between them. Her head was resting on my pelvic bone so that every time she flicked her tongue her throat bulged and caressed my clit. I don't know what she was saying if anything but she was assuring me somehow. Dreams are weird. I knew that she was talking but it was almost as though it was subtitled. A silent film.

\tI gave her a pat between the head boobs and gently forced her down so that her snout was once again pressed tight to my plump pussy lips. The pressure had her muzzle pass through between them, getting soaked in the process. She even flicked her tongue again, slapping my rump pucker and slipping between my lips to tease me a bit. I winked my clit, which parted my lips ever so gently and that was enough of an opening for her to take action.

\tShe twisted her head to the side and forced her head into me. I watched with delight as her bulging, thick body parted my lips and her every scale lurched through my distended flesh. She was as big around as my thigh at least but still had enough muscle to overpower me, even my strong pelvic muscles. This meant that she kept going deeper and deeper inside me until her snout started nuzzling my cervix, tongue plapping against the rim of that ring of tight flesh.

\tI don't know if in the dream my womb was still open for visitors or something but I felt no pain or discomfort as she anchored herself to my ankles and extended her lengthy noodle body deeper inside me. I felt the sensation of her scales grinding along my womb and cervix, as it was extra sensitive and had a different feel than just passing through my unbirth canal or coiling in my womb, but it wasn't the usual mix of pressure, discomfort, and pleasure it usually was. Almost like I was numbed.

\tWith horny, reckless abandon I actually reached down to slide my hand down her spine, feeling her every muscle contraction and relaxation as she continued to slither inside me. Despite meters of her body passing through my plump equine flesh, my belly never quite seemed to expand. This gave me a false sense of infinite holding space, encouraging me to curl my fingers into myself to add pressure as her scales slid deeper into my canal. Her body alone was thick enough, so the deeper she went the more pressure she put on my knuckles, eventually forcing my hand to become trapped between her spine and the anterior wall of my pussy.

\tThe pressure was intense but she was able to shift and rotate so that her belly scales were facing up and her spine was grinding down my posterior wall. This mixed with her rhythmic, wavelike muscle contractions down her length to force my finger tips to basically jab my own g-spot, forcing a wash of pleasure that gushed my creamy arousal down the length of her that was still outside of me.

\tSuch fluid didn't just cascade over her scales and splash in the dirt, it seemed to roll over her body like a wave, coating her all the way to the tail. This ensured she was lubed up literally from head to tail as the majority of her body knotted up inside me like an anchor as the rest was pulled inside.

\tInspired by one of my previous dreams I managed to stop her just as her tail was about to slip inside. There I grabbed a hold of her with one hand while I collected the concoction of fluids with the other and forced my fingers between her ventral scales to bulge out her cloaca and force both of her twin clits to throb on either side of my wrist. She seemed to enjoy this, as her tail wrapped around my forearm to show solidarity but then she pulled the rest of herself into me.

\tFor a brief moment my hand was inside her as she slipped inside me, her coiled tail amplifying the bulge of my forearm just inside myself. She released her hold on my arm and her cloaca slid off my hand, the last of her escaping to my womb as my cervix sealed around her tip.

\tI tickled my own G-spot a few times but the lingering delight from my muted climax made my passage clench shut, forcing my hand out of my depths.

\tGiven my dream logic I thought nothing of admitting defeat and simply laying my hand on my chest while staring at the stars. The scent of her fluids mixed with mine on my fingers kept me aroused but that sleep logic I didn't think to do anything other than idly tug my lips and tap a finger tip on my clit. Enough to feel sensations but not enough to come to a proper climax.

\tI was finally woken by the sound of birds singing in the distance and a steady but increasingly intense drone of insects buzzing all around us. This was when I laid my moist hand on my belly and found that I had an egg the size of a blitzball resting heavily within me, its weight pressing down against both cervixes while also grinding the bulge of its shell against the top of my g-spot.

\tMy dream-addled mind barely had time to comprehend that Leera was nowhere to be found before Rex and Fidget opened up the door to their cabin while stretching and yawning. Fidget had a noticeable bloat, similar to what I had. She seemed so burdened by it that she walked around the side of the cabin and squatted down, letting a torrent of creamy seed and silken fluids splash over a bush.

\tRex had a smug, content look on his face. “Oh hey. Good morning. Sleep well?” He glanced down at me and narrowed his gaze. He had to notice my egg-shaped bulge as he asked, “And where's Leera? Did Afearnia not feed you enough last night?”

\t“The food was great.” I said as I patted my belly. “But I think she's in my womb.”

\t“You think? That's the sort of thing you kinda have to know. People disappearing into others isn't something that happens by accident.”

\tI was about to respond when Fidget came back from around the side of the house. “Oh, you must not know Leera that well. She seeks warmth. The fire didn't last forever and it got kinda chilly out last night. She probably found her way to a warm, cozy place while we were sleeping.”

\tI nodded and pointed at her, confirming the story. “That's the best guess I have.” I then rolled to my knees and was about to get to my feet when I noticed just how heavy this egg was inside me. It didn't feel like an egg but a pure metal ball. Its weight alone was almost enough to crest my cervix and breach my womb had I not caught it in time and clenched my loins. The blank look of partial panic gave away that something was wrong.

\t“Everything alright?” Fidget asked as she leaned into Rex. She knew that if something was wrong I'd be able to handle it but that didn't stop her from asking. Showing she cares.

\tI doubled over on myself so I was on both knees and one hand, other arm cradling my swollen belly. “It should be but man she does not like to make it easy, does she?” I gulped and had to make an effort to clench my pelvic muscles again. Years of training ensured I could counter anything her weight did to me. “She could have shed the mass but no, I have a full thousand kilos of snake mass compressed into a single egg. I swear she's even heavier now than she was last night.” I half-heartedly slapped my belly as if to punish her for playing a prank on me.

\tRex couldn't help but laugh. “I mean you could just lay the egg here. Put it in the bonfire and see what happens. Teach her for doin' this to you.”

\tWith a wink of my clit alongside another pelvic contraction, I stood up tall and puffed out my chest. “What are you talking about? This is great!”

\t“Sounds exhausting.” Fidget countered.

\t“It is, but that much weight grinding down on my cunt from the inside with every step? That sounds like a heck of a good time, if you ask me. An exhausting time, for sure, but what good sex isn't exhausting?” I felt the egg shift inside and come to rest so that the narrower end of it was pressed against my birth canal and the blunt end was resting against my tail-maw's cervix. I felt the pressure building immediately, threatening me with a good time. “So what's the plan?”

\tFidget hopped up so that she was sitting on the hand rail of the cabin. Even that high she was still head and shoulders shorted than the much taller tiger. “Well, we were gonna head off up the trail but with you weighed down like this I'm not sure we can.”

\tI shrugged. “This will only slow me down. It won't stop me.” I cradled the underside of my belly and made a point to gently tease my lips. “If you wanna go ahead I can meet you at the next camp site. Up to you. Honestly, I could use some alone time. I know you got long legs and you're pretty swift in the woods. I'd hate to slow you down.”

\t“What about the other two?” Rex asked, motioning towards the other cabin where I assumed Ezra and Afearnia were enjoying a morning snuggle.

\tI clicked my beak and paused before saying anything. “I think they might need some alone time too. I got the distinct impression something great happened between them last night.”

\tFidget threw her arms up, mockingly. “So after all that work planning out our meals and stuff we're just breaking up?”

\t“We're not breaking up, dear. We're just taking different routes to the same location. At worst the next camp site is a half day's hike away. You two can get there first, I can catch up some time just after noon, and they can catch up before nightfall.” I started stretching my legs, bending over to check my flexibility, and testing my range of motion. I did notice that any time my legs moved the egg shifted inside me, grinding against my walls and most sensitive buttons. “Like I said, we all know where we're going. We all know the paths. And we all came here together and will certainly spend most of the week together. No harm in branching out.”

\tRex nodded. “Alright then. I guess we'll be off?”

\t“I guess so!”  Fidget hopped down and grabbed both her pack and Rex's. She gave his to him and motioned that it was time to trek forward. “I'm young and full of tiger cum, and there's a whole adventure ahead of us!” She did a cute animated pose before pointing in the direction of the pathway leading farther north. As she did so, a visible splatter of seed seeped through her plump lips to splash on the dirt in front of the cabin, making her stop dead in her tracks with wide eyes.

\tI cocked my head a bit and raised an ear while I glanced between her and Rex. “So you two have fun last night?”

\t“Yeah.” Rex confirmed. “She, uh, is insatiable?” He said it with an upwards inflection.

\tThat's when Fidget pitched in to clarify, stubby little bunny-doe tail wagging in rapid, short swishes. “I'm not insatiable, but he purrs. Cey. Purrs. Do you have any idea how stimulating that is? Sit on his face and that tongue of his gives me wings.” She paused to note that she had wings, they were just short and stubby and not really good for anything beyond looking pretty. “But once his entire body starts purring he can keep revving me up. Getting me off. Then doing it again. All freakin' night!”

\tRex and I exchanged a knowing glance as I gave him the slightest of approving nods.

\t“And I brought some potions. One of which basically turns him into a fountain. Hence why, uh, one second.” She once again hopped around the side of the cabin to squat down next to a bush and relieve herself of her cum-inflated womb. She didn't just relax and let it out, she reached around her haunches to spread her lips wide, gaping her pussy as deep as it would go while baring down and grunting, eager to expel as much of it as she could. Once she was convinced she was as empty as she was going to get, she cupped her palm between her legs, scooped as much of the remaining mess as she could, and licked it up. Once she came back she continued like she hadn't stopped. “And I gave him one of the production potions. So, uh, yeah, he kinda never stopped. The cycle of me needing more from him, then him using that purr of his to get me going again was quite a delicious cycle.”

\tI could only blink. Fidget was quite the character. “Well I'm glad you two were having some fun. I saw you sorta playing around before I made it to sleep.”

\t“Always having fun one way or another. Luckily the potion concoction we took meant that we still have the energy needed to get to our next destination despite barely sleeping.”

\tI winced a bit. “Uh, you sure that's a good thing?”

\tRex huffed and widened his eyes followed by a subtle roll. “Okay, well, according to her, since we both took the potion and we were having intimate contact, her hypersensitivity would literally rub off on me. Its effects transferring from her, uh, insides to my dick. Not complaining of course. It sounded a little strange but she seemed pretty confident so I guess we're going with it.”

\t“I worked in a potions lab for the better part of a decade.” Fidget explained while jumping over the rail to once again display her seemingly limitless energy. Plus she bad springs in her hooves, as the railing was at face height for it and she leapt it without any problems. This made sense. Her job as a potion deliverer had her traversing plenty of dangerous terrain, mobility and endurance were her strengths. “They studied me specifically for most of that time. Trust me, if we were connected at the hips you got at least some residual potion effect from me. Come on, I wanna head out!”

\tWe shared a glance, then Rex came over to give me a fist bump. “I guess we'll meet you at the next site? You sure you're gonna be okay? That egg looks like it's doing a number on ya.”

\t“Honestly, the hardest part is going to be getting there without having to stop every few clicks to take care of myself. I've carried worse.” I wasn't lying but I wasn't being fully honest either.

\t“Alright, if you say so.” He patted me on the shoulder, then pressed his palm to my gravid belly bulge before heading off towards the trail with Fidget.

\t“Baiiiii!” Fidget called with a wave as she took off beyond the tree line and Rex followed at a slightly less intense pace. She had even more energy than normal, which was nice. Sex really did put her in the most boisterous of moods.

\tI would be the same way if not for the metal ball inside me. Well, it was still just an egg but it was an egg that housed the mass of my full-sized serpent mate. She was lucky I loved her. And that I was more than capable of handling it.

\tI stood alone in the clearing of the campsite for a bit as I pondered what to do next. I was going to approach Ezra and Afearnia at one point but I felt that might ruin the mood so I didn't bother. They had cell phones if I wanted or needed to get a hold of them. Knowing that, I grabbed my phone out of my satchel and sent everyone in the group an instant message with a general understanding of the plan going forward. All of us were gonna head out the various paths to meet at the next camp site. I was sure to explain which route I was going to take so they could catch up if need be.

\tMy bag was on the ground in front of Rex's cabin next to both Ezra's and Afearnia's. With a happy spring in my step – as best I could spring with the heavy weight in my womb – I headed away from the camp site as well, taking a slightly different route than Rex and Fidget.

\tThis day was my day. Just me and Leera.

\tIn truth we could still telepathically communicate this way. She was in an egg inside me, not consumed. Just in a sort of half-hibernation mode she sometimes got into when she was done being social for a bit. Very introverted. I respected that. When she was ready to talk she'd let me know.

\tBut for now, it was just me, my eggy snake mate, and the vast, never-ending sheen of the Vast emerald Wood stretched out before me. It was going to be another great day.

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\tI had to take it slow, of course. I could keep a reasonably consistent pace once I found the exact way to walk without making the egg grind too much, but I couldn't run or go too fast. Don't get me wrong, I did in fact quite enjoy the sensation of the egg shifting inside me with every step but I needed to find a proper balance between pleasure and progress. If I moved too much or tried to go too fast or struggled to get over debris it would make me pause to let the pleasure fade before I could continue.

\tHonestly, the last thing I wanted was some sort of orgasmic explosion that forced me to lay the egg. I couldn't guarantee I'd be able to get it back inside me once it was out and actively carrying it instead of having it inside me would be a pain in the tail. I could handle it in my womb even if it was definitely a trial. Trying to cradle something that heavy would ruin my day. So I needed to enjoy it without reaching climax.

\tFortunately I was in a closer to female form. Still no defined gender but the genitals made a world of difference when it came to edging. Teetering on the edge of an orgasm without coming. If I had possessed cock and balls, the build up of fluid from the arousal would actually hurt and make it nearly impossible to keep trekking up the trail. Blue balls are a real thing. But with a vagina it was just a constant sensation of pleasure. I still needed that release but it didn't hurt to resist it.

\tIt was distracting, though. From The Ranch to the first camp site I got to really take in the environment and admire the view. Sure, there were some distractions in the form of the others and Leera draped over my neck but those were not persistent. Leera's egg was persistent.

\tAnd not only was it a constant distraction but any time I tried to ignore it and just focus on the beautiful emerald glow of the forest around me, I got distracted from managing the egg and I'd make the sort of mistake that led to it shifting extra hard inside me. This made things worse as I had to pause and bend over or squat down to fine a position that didn't apply constant pressure and subtle friction along my pussy's length through my womb's walls.

\tFinding that balance was not easy. I needed to keep a decent pace to not lose time but I couldn't go too fast or the pressure would build too much and make me stop to alleviate it. I couldn't bring myself to climax but I couldn't ignore it. Sadly this meant I really didn't get to appreciate the glory of the Vast Emerald Wood. Which was a shame because its glow was intoxicating.

\tI still had to go up and down hills, around rocky outcroppings, and in one case climb under and through a tree that had fallen upon the trail and hadn't been fixed by the spirits of the forest yet. They usually were pretty quick about that so it must have either been very recent or this was just not a very popular path. Either way navigating the tree on its side with a heavy egg in me was quite the task.

\tAfter a couple hours of measured hiking through the trails I ended up in an open field with flowers of every colour and a light ademane mist blanketing them all. Only a meter or so off the ground. Enough to give the meadow an ethereal feel without being dangerous.

\tWord of advice. Don't trigger any sort of elemental magic while in an ademane fog or cloud. You'll activate it with whatever spell you cast and in some cases that could be quite dangerous.

\tInstead, bask in the glow. Ademane mist has a peculiar scent but it also has subtly helpful healing properties. Eveyone's body is constantly using magic to adapt to daily wear and tear so that sort of spell triggering the mist would amplify the healing process.

\tThis meant that once I was done brushing my fingertips over the tips of the grass and flowers in the field I felt quite rejuvenated. My exhaustion from the prior night's activities and the exhaustion of carrying a hyper dense egg inside me almost entirely went away. With that renewed vigour I held my head high and made my way back to the trail ahead of me, passing through an arch of tree trunks and vines that had clearly been mystically grown by the spirits in the same manner as the cabins.

\tA lot of the structures and landmarks of the trails were grown or managed in a similar way. Vines and tree trunks and plants were very specifically placed or managed to look like entrances or exits, storage boxes, cabins, etc. At one point I noticed that a sharp cliff face had vines jutting out the side in a perfectly aligned arrangement to act like a ladder.

\tSpiritually manufactured flora. Very lovely. There was a reason I loved the Vast Emerald Wood as much as I did. There was no place on Dalon quite like it.

\tAt the same rate, me trying to absorb the magic and majesty of the forest's natural beauty I noticed that my added pace was starting to get the better of me. That rejuvenation from the ademane mist had given me false confidence, resulting in the egg shifting inside me enough to bring me dangerously close to climax. I had to stop and take a few breaths along a dip in the trail, eyes closed and body leaning over a nearby mossy rock that had ademane crystals growing out the side.

\tAdemane Crystals could form when mist collects on particularly lively flora.

\tUp to this point I mostly just heard the steady drone of insects and the occasional songs of birds, but as I leaned over to try and alleviate the pressure on my cervix I heard a rustling and snap of a nearby branch. When I looked up I saw a familiar face.

\tA purple bat hybrid was hanging upside down high in a nearby tree. Her wings were wrapped around her body and I could only see one glaring eye staring down at me between her wing hands. She didn't seem happy to see me waking her so early in the morning. It also appeared she didn't recognize me. I recognized her. To be fair, I was in my biped form and she knew me as a quadruped.

\tI looked up to her and waved meekly. “Sorry, I'll be gone soon enough.”

\tShe just huffed at me and wrapped her wings around her body, blocking out all light and cutting off our respective eye lines. Clearly she wasn't a fan of me today. Or maybe it was the sun. she was a bat, after all.

\t“Really? You're gonna be like that?” I teased as I stood tall, one hand on my back to correct my egg-laden posture. “I know you're kinda prickly, but you're not gonna say hi to an old friend?”

\tSlowly, she pulled a wing aside to get a better look at me. With just her snout sticking out from between her wing membranes she squeaked at me. Echolocation. Her eyes narrowed when she got her signal back but still didn't seem to recognize me. “What makes you a friend?”

\tI took a few steps down the path to get close to the base of the tree she was hanging upside down on. “You don't recognize me? Kind of strange, to be honest. I know you mostly see me on all fours but the rest of the world sees me like this.”

\tShe narrowed her eyes, not seeing the connection. She and I had met many times and we were reasonably good friends but she was clearly trying to sleep and this was not likely to be her proper state of mind. Plus the trail I was taking was clearly not the most common one; she must have come here specifically to get away from people and I was ruining that for her. She just glared at me. Maybe she was trying to figure out who I was. Maybe she was just hoping if she was rude enough I'd go away.

\t“Oh Habu, why do you have to be that way?” I used her name, hoping to loosen her up a bit and let her know I did in fact know who she was.

\tThis seemed to work. She slowly opened her wings to fold upon her sides and back instead of keeping them wrapped around herself. “Okay. You do know me. You're not bluffing, but I don't-”

\t“Ceylon. Dear.” I interjected, then widened my stance. “Come give me a hug.”

\tHer eyes lit up as she put the pieces together. Same colours, same patterns, same personality as she was used to only I was on two legs instead of four. She detached from the branch, flipped in midair by flaring her wings, and did a few parkour leaps from tree to tree until she was squatting down at face height, upright. “So it is you! I wasn't sure!” She then leapt down and leaned in for a hug around my thighs; she was so much shorter than me.

\tI gave her head a bit of a stroke and gently caressed the back of her neck. “There ya go!”

\tWith her wing arms wrapped around my legs, her head was pressed right up against my gravid belly. She chirped and buzzed at me, clearly taking notes and reading my form. “Oh, what's that?” She could clearly sense the egg inside me due to her echolocation.

\tI laughed a bit and offered her an arm for her to leap up and perch upon my back. She obliged, ending up squatting on my hips with her head right on my shoulder, wings covering most of my back. “Oh Leera just playing pranks on me again. She knew we would be on a long trek so she decided to give me a very special burden.”

\t“Egg?” Habu asked. “I don't suppose she's-” She trailed off. I knew what she was going to ask.

\t“Womb, dear. Sorry. I think she took a pass out back before ending up there but no, this is all vag today.” I was sure to give her snout a little scritch.

\tShe was a little bit disappointed. She was quite anally fixated. Which I totally understood. Something special about the fleshy folds of a anal rosebud. “It's okay. I understand.”

\t“Yeah, I woke up with her inside me in this extra heavy egg. If I'd have known I'd be catching up with you so randomly I'd have guided her somehow. Why are you out here, anyway?”

\tHabu huffed a bit right in my ear. “Just done with people for a bit. Flew my way out here last night to get away from everyone. Thought if I disappeared into the woods for a few days I could recharge. Then some clumsy bird had to go trekking by my path, waking me up.”

\tI cringed a bit. “Sorry about that. It wasn't my intention, of course. I want nothing but the best for you. I could leave you be if you wish. You don't have to stay with me but I am heading to the next set of cabins down the trail for the evening if you wanted to join us once night falls.”

\tShe paused for a moment like she was contemplating the options. “I can stay with you a bit. I likely won't go all the way to the camp site, though. Too many people. I like you. I don't like them. Probably.”

\t“You probably would, but I get it.” I gave her another gentle pat between her long ears. “My friends are good people. I don't tend to befriend people who aren't good. I'm sure if you met them you'd warm that cold heart of yours and come to love them all.”

\t“Hey, I am not cold hearted. I'm selective.” She protested, the chirp of her voice actually hurting my ears a bit. She noticed my wince and apologized, lowering her voice and speaking in a softer tone. “I just, you know. I don't do people well. Most of the time.”

\tI half-cocked a grin as I stepped over a log that had fallen over the path. “Well, scary snake bats are scary. You actually remind me a lot of Valencia, but she's a bat wolf. And everyone loves wolves. They're all cute and cuddly and they howl and wag their tails and all that. What do you do? Hiss and squeak. Do you even wag your tails?”

\tThough I was only lightly teasing her I could tell I'd struck a nerve. She seemed to deflate on my back, so I reached back and hoisted her over my shoulder to give her a hug with her feet resting on my gravid belly. She resisted a bit at first but melted into my embrace. “Sorry, I forget not everyone has my sense of humour. All my friends are scary to normal peeps. Honestly, Leera's probably the scariest I know and she's currently curled up on my womb.”

\t“Leera is scary?” Habu asked while leaning back against my chest, still balancing on my rounded egg-laden belly. “I thought she was a sweetheart. Everyone at The Vore House loves her!”

\t“Yeah she's sweet now. When I met her she was frightening. Her tribe was lost deep in the Arrenthen Basin. They had this psychological adaptation where they fed off the fear of their prey. Their bodies had that digestive cycle we reverse engineered for Vore House so they could keep their prey struggling and terrified for days or weeks in their bellies. Alive, waiting for the torture to end. She was also very large even by her tribe's standards. So she was frightening!”

\t“Leera? You have to be kidding me. She's so sweet!” Habu chirped at me. The many eyes on her chest opened, parting the fluff around her neck.

\tI nodded and cradled her rump so that she could rest in my arms for storytime. “Absolutely. She almost killed me the first time we met. I approached her, thinking I could reason with her since I sensed sentience in her but she struck and coiled me! Enough to keep me alive but unable to do much of anything. Broke my wing, even.”

\t“Right! Wings! That's why I didn't notice you! You don't have wings!” Habu exclaimed.

\t“I rarely do when bipedal. They don't really work properly for me. Anyway, I had to talk her down and I even went so far as to telepathically speak with her even while my head felt like it was going to explode. Turns out she hated that part of her and wanted to change but since it was in her nature she would mentally and emotionally regress if she didn't satisfy this psychological need, making her even more dangerous. I agreed to help her out. That's why The Vore House exists now. To satisfy her need to be a predator without any of that pesky circle of life stuff.”

\tHabu nodded, absorbing what I was saying. “Yeah that makes sense I suppose. I hadn't thought of it like that. I guess if she can have such a drastic change, I can get people to like me.”

\t“Do you really want that though? Most people suck. Honestly, why do you think I'm out here this far from Klyneth? I actually came out with two other couples – well, four friends – and we sort of went our separate paths. I really needed some alone time.”

\t“I can relate.”

\tI cupped her rump and tossed her over my shoulder so she rode on my back again as I continued to trek up the trail. “So yeah, find your comfort zone. Pick your friends. You don't need to be friendly with everyone. Honestly, most of them don't deserve it. But balance. Finding balance is key in nearly every aspect of life.”

\tShe chirped happily in my ear. Not the painful high pitched type, just an excited, playful chirp. “You're a good friend, Cey.”

\t“Quality over quantity, I say.” I said while pausing a moment to curl my toes into the dirt. The entire time we were walking I had not been heeding my advice about balance and was going too fast. The egg inside me had been grinding and shifting against my walls just a bit harder than I could handle and I felt like I was on the verge of orgasm. Ironically, ignoring it and talking to Habu had delayed the climax a bit but now I was having a hard time upholding the barrier. I could feel my cervix dilating as my abdominal walls clenched around the egg, nearly forcing it out.

\tHabu noticed as I slowed to a stop and bent over a nearby rock. “Are you okay?”

\tI nodded, then pounded the rock to maybe distract my loins. “Should be. Egg's just threatening to come out.”

\tShe got extra excited. “I don't suppose I could help you, could I?”

\t“Sorry, I want to keep it inside for now. At least until I get to the campsite.”

\t“Are you sure?” She cocked her head to the side and chirped in confusion.

\tTo be fair it wasn't like I'd explained the complicated logic behind my decision yet. To anyone that wasn't me with my laundry list of criteria it would make more sense to have this heavy egg outside of me instead of constantly weighing me down. So I explained as best I could in between guttural grunts and pauses. “If I let it out, then I have to carry it. If I leave it in, it's easier to carry, even if, uh, distracting.” I gulped a bit as my abdominal wall constricted around the egg, making it descend.

\tMy vulva distended even though the egg was in my womb, held back only by my pelvic muscles and the tightness of my cervix. I fell to my knees and got on all fours, tail up behind me so it wasn't in the way.

\tHabu saw an opportunity to help and leapt off me, ending up standing between my ankles with her head right at rump height. “Oh wow! Been a while since I saw this part of you!” she chirped, her tail swishing behind her. “So what can I do to help?”

\tAfter another body-rocking abdominal contraction I took in a deep breath and tried my best to clench my loins, swallowing the egg deep again. “Whatever you can to keep it from coming out.” In reality I probably didn't need her help, my muscle control would be enough when paired with my willpower. Still, she could help and make things easier for me and I'm sure I'd enjoy her aid.

\tI could feel my pussy descending so that the entire length of it was compressed right beyond my vulva, threatening to emerge, cervix first, and deposit the egg. At the same time I could feel my rump stretched wide in a crescent moon shape as my lips were stretched taut. Naturally, that's where Habu gravitated towards. She immediately leaned in and pressed her hand to my tail hole, the wing membrane connected to her digits wrapping around my rump cheek.

\tAnother grunt came from me as my whole body tried to reject the egg and force it out. The crest of the shell dilated the cervix and parted my lips, giving Habu a perfect view.

\tShe did the only thing she could think of by pressing her other hand against the egg, trying to bluntly force it back in. This was well and good enough except my body had produced so much natural lubrication for the passing of the shelled ob that her hand slipped upward. In an attempt to help me with my egg-bound loins she ended up smothered by my donut ring.

\tThis seemed to help, though. The pressure in my anal passage seemed to make the egg shift a bit deeper so I was sure to tell her this. “Yes! Do that!” I encouraged her, tail flagging and clit winking to show my appreciation.

\t“Oh, like this?” She said as she leaned into me, her folded wing sinking deep into my rump. I could feel her fingers splaying inside me as she laid her palm against the bulge of the egg through the layers of flesh between them. She audibly gasped and chirped as she felt this unique sensation. My rippled anal walls caressed her hand, wrist, and forearm as my abdominal wall twitched with contractions and squeezed her between the egg and the base of my spine.

\tThe pressure of her hand inside me did seem to be keeping the egg from descending farther so she pushed in deeper and brought her other hand up to aid in applying pressure. Much like the first hand, the second one was deflected by the rounded bulge of the egg and the copious lubrication, guiding her second hand between my distended vulva and the base of my tail. “Oops.” She crooned, clearly having done it on purpose.

\tI didn't mind. The sensation of having her hands in me was not only pleasant but helping to make the egg shift deeper again.

\tShe leaned into me, her arms both slipping deeper into me until she was past the elbows. This could have been bad, since her arms were also her wings and the long digits connected to the membrane could have been fragile. I made sure to counter it by pooling some of my restorative magic to my loins, the direct bowel contact ensuring she remained able to play without concern.

\tWith this boost in confidence she started kneading and thrusting each hand in deeper one at a time, reveling in the sensation of my guts being extra wide and stretched around the bulge of the egg. She seemed to really enjoy kneading my flesh like dough, digging the heel of her palm into me to help ease the egg in deeper and deeper. Before long, my lips were able to seal shut, the gape closing with a squelchy splatter of fluids. But she still had a lot of work to do.

\tHabu kept both her hands deep in me, angling them down to really massage the egg. In truth I was pretty sure she was enjoying it more than I was, and the sensation of the egg grinding against my walls accompanied by nimble bat fingers caressing my bowels was quite the pleasant experience.

\tSuch a pleasant experience that a combination of contraction and orgasmic clench rocked my body in unison, descending the egg once again and forcing her hands out of me. Not only did her arms get expelled, but the pressure of the egg forced my bowels to invert and unfold outside of me as well, growing by blossoming right against her fist, the bulge of it hanging over my pussy so far it nearly touched my clit.

\tThis seemed to reboot Habu's brain, as she froze in her tracks, unsure what to do next. Part of her looked like she wanted to stuff it back into me and I knew what the rest wanted.

\tOnce the contraction ended I grinned back at her, glancing over my shoulder to catch her gaze. She was staring, gape-mawed with her long forked tongue hanging out over her bottom lip. “You can have a taste if you want, dear. I don't mind.”

\tI'd barely finished my thought when she leaned in with her palms on both of my rump cheeks, spreading my booty wide as she lunged at my overflowing guts. She gaped her maw wider and stuck her tongue out as far as it would go to attack my rosebud, eagerly searching for the entrance to my bowels. Once she found it after a fervent series of licks that traced each of my meaty folds, she wrapped her lips around the end of my blossom.

\tShe didn't just probe my depths with her tongue but she actively tugged on my anal prolapse while also sucking my folds of rump meat. At one point I felt her sharp teeth and fangs catch on my deep red guts but the magic I'd concentrated on there prior ensured that I got only that intense sensation without being punctured. She seemed to pick up on this rather quickly and actually started chewing on my meat. Well, mostly sucking with a few jaw movements that let her almost tug on my bowels with the aid of some neck thrusts and tugs.

\tI grunted as another contraction rocked my body, the pressure in my abdomen nearly forcing the egg out again only to have that pressure redirected through my bowels.

\tMy rosebud unfolded right down her throat, forcing her tongue out of me as the meaty folds unfurled half way down to her belly, giving her neck a visible bulge. She tried to gulp and swallow, hoping the pressure would suck more of me out into her but unfortunately for her my insides were about as far out as they'd go. Still, she enjoyed the moment as my flesh filled her throat, giving her a taste as full as possible.

\tI was able to relax and adjust my pelvic muscles enough that I sucked my guts back up into me, having it fold back in upon itself in her throat, the shifting mass of it nearly catching on her fangs once more before escaping her lips. She probed with her tongue again, eager to not let go but found herself at a loss when all but a few folds remained outside in a perfectly round rosebud. She gave me a peck of a kiss, tongue going as deep as she could get it while caressing my meat with her hands like she was making out with a lover.

\tOne thing that shocked me was how soft I could tell I felt. I didn't prolapse often, my guts usually stayed inside, but the handful of times they did emerge they were so incredibly silky smooth. The only time they were sort of firm was when they were fully out as far as they'd go and the bloom seemed to inflate much like a snake's cock would.

\tSomething Habu likely knew a thing or two about, as she possessed a cock most like a serpent's.

\tOut of curiosity I glanced down beneath my chest and through my hind legs to see if she was hard. She was. Her cock was at full mast and oozing her own concoction into the dirt between my legs. I knew I had to give permission. She wasn't subby but she was very respectful and given that I was treating this like medical aid she may have been doing her best to not over-step boundaries. “Go ahead, dear. Mount up.”

\tShe froze in place and chirped before making a move. The chirp was actually felt in my rose, the reverberating sounds tickling my flesh enough that I almost clenched and sucked the last of it up. I was deliberately trying to keep some of it outside for her to play with.

\tOnce she had gotten the time to process my invitation she gave my flesh another kiss on the lips before leaping up with her hind paws gripping my haunches and both of her hands tight around the base of my tail. I was at an angle that my chest was low and my rump was high so she had little problems with balance as she shifted in place, her cock tip bouncing and probing my external folds until she once again found my entrance.

\tThe moment her tip came to rest in the cook that was the center of my rose, she plunged in with all hear heart, slapping the scales of her pelvic region against my exposed bowels. I could hear it over the singing of nearby birds. I loved it.

\tTrying to find that balance again I did my best to clench my guts enough to keep the egg as deep as it could go and clench tight around her shaft while not sucking my bowels back inside me. I want to say she had at me for hours or that we enjoyed the passion until the sun set or something poetic like that but the reality was that she seemed to have been pent up and was already on the verge of climax before her flesh got buried in mine.

\tBefore long her cock started twitching inside me and her thrusts became erratic as she started pumping her creamy seed into me. I curled my toes into the dirt and my clit winked beneath her, allowing her to focus on my rump. Her favourite.

\tI know it's strange to say that feeling her unload into me was quite fulfilling and satisfying given our size discrepancies and how clearly roomy I was but it was true. I was still plenty sensitive and the folded over flesh actually made me feel kinda tight, even with her length inside me. Plus, she was quite well endowed for a bat her size.

\tEagerly I took it all and asked for more as my depths clenched and my bowels did their best to suck up all they could, nearly folding back neatly inside before she was fully done. I could actually feel the flood of her seed seeping out between her flesh and mine, filling the rivulets and ridges between my folds and eventually dripping down beyond my rose to trickle over my pussy lips.

\tShe huffed, I grunted, and before long she finally lost her balance enough to flop down on my lower back, the angle making her cock flick out of me and release a torrent of seed down between my knees. She chirped in my ear while spreading her wings over my shoulders making it look like I had bat wings. “I needed that.” She got out between ragged breaths.

\tI relaxed a bit, feeling my depths gulp down the egg once more, cervix closing to seal it in my womb. I could feel my body returning to normal in the post orgasmic bliss, rosebud folding up and being neatly tucked back away inside me as my tail hole and pussy lips returned to normal. “Me too.” I assured her with a soft pat between her ears.

\tMoments passed before I tiredly stumbled to my feet. I brushed myself off from the dirt and other forest debris before taking my first steps on the path. “Well! Time to keep on trekking!” I said with more energy than I actually had at the time. It was clear by the imperfections in my voice that I was masking my exhaustion. The egg was still heavy in me and now I'd not only spent the energy on a full-body orgasm but I also had to contest with the egg itself.

\tI needed to make it to the camp site.

\t“I guess I'll come with you.” She practically purred into my ear. “If you say your friends are so good maybe we'll have some more fun together. But, uh, you mind if I get some shut-eye on the way? I Can rest on your back if you let me.”

\tWith a grinning gape of my beak I nodded and purred at her. “Absolutely. You're always welcome in or on me.” She nuzzled my neck from behind and almost instantly lost herself to slumber. Her day was just ending but mine was just beginning.

\tDistracted or not I had a place to be and people to meet. So I set off once more with a snake-bat on my back and a snake-filled-egg resting heavy in my womb. We were a veritable party of adventurers on our way to the next quest.

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