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🕑 Added 2017-11-01 12:51:59 +0000 UTC Note: This is a story-prompt for Ani.-
Since the age of twelve, James had started to produce eggs. Anally. The first had come as a surprise, with a good deal of discomfort. But as the months went by, it became almost, a routine. Jamess stomach would progressively bloat throughout the month, until it was bulging somewhat visibly beneath his shirts. In the final days of each month was when James produced an ostrich-sized egg. It would be warm, but only briefly, and it was clearly unoccupied.
At the age of fourteen, James had begun to produce two eggs some months, though soon enough it became a regularity. His stomach bulged out even more towards the ends of each month, and James was just grateful that most people were too polite to inquire about it. The births were uncomfortable as ever, and took somewhat longer, but as usual, James managed to adapt.
As James was an orphan with no health insurance, he had simply come to accept his abnormality. It didnt seem to be causing his body any harmmainly just discomfort.
But as the years went by, James soon realized that with time, his problem was only exacerbating.
By the age of nineteen, James was producing five or six eggs, monthly. He would bloat up rapidly from the first week of each month, and soon come to look as though he was overdue with child. People marveled at his monthly bellies, his college classmates often thinking it was some kind of gag. James would waddle around and deal with it to the best of his ability, ignoring the whispers and stares, and forcing himself to remain focused on his classwork.
The births were the worst part, by far. James would be flushed, sweaty, and struggling to push out the eggs over the course of several hours, usually at night. He would squat down, his belly contracting violently, then groggily awake the next morning to be surrounded by newly-birthed eggs. If he had class, it was an arduous struggle to compel his body to get up. If it was the weekend, James would simply tuck himself into bed and sleep the day away.
Because of the strangeness of his affliction, James had simply presumed that his adult life would be as solitary as his youth. But by some miracle, he met another student at a club not far from campus. It was in the beginning of the month, and James had only just started to bloat up. The other student hardly noticed, and after several drinks each, both stumbled back to James dorm. They spent their night together enraptured in indulgent pleasures. When James awoke the next morning, he could hardly recall the young mans face, just a chaste kiss goodbye on his head and a whispered apology.
Things proceeded normally after that. James belly bloated up, as usual, with his monthly litter of eggs, though James was surprised, as he waited impatiently in the final hours of the 31st, that his body didnt go into its strange sort of labor. Truly stunned, James waited until the early hours of the following day, only to doze off, and not be roused by contractions.
Bigger James grew, to his unease. In only a matter of days, he looked due with a twin pregnancy. He waddled about, attempting to keep up with his school work, but as his belly surged with growth, he found himself getting increasingly concerned.
Over the days Jamess belly swelled and surged, until he felt like a whale, his belly fully bulging out of all his largest shirts. He impatiently tugged at the hem as he waited on the last day of the second month. His back was aching, his belly throbbing, and he was beginning to look as though he had swallowed a beach ball. He also noticed that he had developed strange, dark patches on the sides of his face, sprinkled over the rest of his body. James had dismissed it as a dermatological issue, and it was presently the least of his problems.
Heaving his heavy body into bed, James ran his hands over his belly as he waited. But again, midnight hit, and his body failed to labor. He breathed heavily, now consumed with uncertainty.
Within another week, James could no longer get out of bed. The dark patches on his skin continued to increase in number, now resembling glittering scales. His belly was continuing to surge with growth, now resembling a bolder, his body shifting and legs spreading wide in his struggles to accommodate it. Though James could not see his reflection, he now had what felt like pointed horns protruding from his head, and one day, a scaly tail had suddenly popped out from his tailbone, to his utter shock. When James woke up with a week later scaly wings painfully ripping out of the back of his shirt, he knew that he had become something that was not completely human.
It was at the end of the third month, the half-dragons belly finally started to contract, his clawed fingers gently running over the expanse of bloated flesh nearly towering over him. He released a snarl as it heaved violently, when suddenly the door flung open. James stared in shock at the stunning eyes of his one night stand.
James, the young man breathed out as he approached. Its okay. Im here.
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Big bun
not bad ^.^
Thank you! (Ending was perfect. :D )
