the Prince and his Guardian
Right now, ryu was doing just that, kneeling in front of the statue of landon wearing naught but a pair of shorts as he whispered a prayer for all the members of the brood that were lost during the dragon war.
The Scout
This queen was practically immobilized by the full-term brood she was carrying. the claws of her feet were dug heavily into the fore-plate of her throne. suhen raised her hand in concurrence.
Breeding the Queen, Part 2: Taming the Hydralisk
When she finally felt the bifurcated tip pass from her slit, she put her leg down and collapsed against the arched wall of the brooding chambers.
The Dragon's Clutch
"do not worry, my lovely brood queen, you will soon be emptied of your clutch."
Chronicles of a Dragon Lord
“your brood,” orion said, “-and many more will look up to you. remember that.” suddenly, violet light flickered in his eyes, and the soil shifted under his palm.
[COMMISSION] Tentacle Planet
He was, after all, nothing but a brood bitch. and like a good brood bitch, the second he stepped back into the cave, he was all too happy to feel a slimy, supple limb wrap around his leg. "master... your fox has returned~"
Ant Pods 3
They pooled them inside their clothing for lack of a better container, then crept out of the village and into the forest, where they scoured for logs and leaflitter yet to be habited by the brood of the other villagers.
Commission: Rio Rigged
Maybe one day she'd ask him about it and see what explanation he had when she brought up his brooding habits. or maybe she could ask him questions about when she'd seen him doing a bit more than brood with one particularly smooth, egg shaped river rock.
Hunter's Guild Database.
The only exceptions are the brood mothers, who can produce anywhere between two to three hundred eggs per year.
Damnation Without Hesitation
Xhala let out another crooning chitter as she claimed the new host, seemingly exultant that she had found a new outlet for her brood.
Dungeon Master Toy
You are ruining my brooding look.” “brooding shmooding,” mocks ivy. “be careful though, hollow bones.” “you don’t have hallow bones.” “rave does,” he remarks, motioning to the raven. “hi!”
Hell Forged: Chapter 8
They bounced on mathias' tongue as he felt them seeding his daughter, her necklace glowing as her tits bounced, forcing more eggs to drop for her master's brood.