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I am Dr Claude Lyons II, a 27 year old intersex Lion. 6'4", 226 pounds of Golden Tan furred, Red Blond maned, Sapphire Blue eyed cuntman. I am a millionaire having inherited $400 Million from my beloved Paternal Grandfather who raised me when my parents abandoned their newborn freak of a cub. Grandpa raised me as his own son and he loved me a lot. I also inherited the big house I grew up in and our English born Red Fox Butler, Edward Featherstone.

I had a pregnancy scare after I lost my virginity to the big Black furred Wolf Soccer Coach at Sacramento State University, when I was 21. Coach was incredibly sexy and well hung, and was friendly to those of us on the team. I threw myself at him after a winning season's last game. And we fucked for a weekend. He was Great fuck with a huge 21" Red Rocket and a 4" diameter knot when fully erect. Our first time was me sprawled across his office desk being plowed from behind. It hurt like Hell when his tapered tip popped my cherry. But it didn't hurt for long and then it felt great, causing me to rush from orgasm to orgasm all the while squirting cunt juices onto his office floor. Coach was making a lot of noise, growling, cussing, and telling me we weren't going to stop until his fat knot was up me while my pussy clenched it tightly, squeezing his cum out of it. He was really ramming me, his knot punching my cunt lips and clit, slipping further and further between my pussy lips that wouldn't spread enough to let it in. Coach bit the scruff of my neck and pulled back until just that tapered tip was between my lips.

All of my submissive instincts kicked in when he bit my scruff and my orgasming cunt relaxed as Coach shoved his hips against mine. With a wet sounding Schlorp his knot sunk in past my cunt lips inside me only to swell to it's full girth and tie us together. Coach howled as his warm Wolf sperm shot up my womb in sticky, thick ropes. I roared as his knotting forced the mother of all orgasms to rocket through me taking my breath away. Coach panted as his stuck knot pulsed and continued to spray warm, and dangerously virile Wolf swimmers up into my distending womb. Immediately racing off to locate any of my eggs present in my womb or Fallopian tubes.

To my eventual horror they found at least one. Coach and I continued to fuck frequently for several weeks, until I started having morning sickness. And took a Feline pregnancy test that was positive. I told Coach and he was upset as was I as I found out he was married. We fought about my having an abortion as he wasn't about to help me raise his bastard Wolf puppy. I couldn't bring myself to abort it though and was resigned to raise it as a single birth father, when at 13 weeks I miscarried it. Some kind of Blood type incompatibility. I was upset though but got over it eventually.

After that I stuck to letting Reptiles or Avians fuck me as their egg producing sperm was said to be incapable of impregnating a mammal like me.

I met an amazing Eagle while in Med School, Glenn was a fellow Med Student with White and Dark Brown plumage. Golden eyes, and big wings on his back. I quickly got used to beak kisses and my Glenn Masters was an amazing lover. His talons though were hard on my bed sheets. And the way his wings would flail and flap as he came inside me took some getting used to. But things between us were going so well I wondered if we'd end up getting married one day. Glenn had a 16" cock that would pop out of his cloaca when it got hard. And he was very good with it. But we broke up when he accepted a Residency slot at UCLA. Glenn also wanted chicks one day which I couldn't give him.

So I start using dating apps where I could closely screen any potential dates. I didn't list myself as intersex at first. After several frustrating screening dates I changed my profile to intersex and things went better. I still had to explain to a few guys what it meant and had a few good dates where I used contraceptive foam even though it was a pain.

I met a big Grizzly Bear trucker who was great sex when he was in the area. Adam Walters was 7' tall and 375 pounds of Chocolate furred Tan muzzled Ursine stud, with a huge 21" Bear cock. He was a kinky fucker who taught me a lot about sex. Oral, anal, vaginal, rimming, smoke sex, and some Dom/Sub stuff. But it was just sex, great sex, mind you but he didn't want to get serious, but he kept me happy in bed until he just stopped calling me. He took his profile down too. I'll find out later he got a Black Bear intersex male pregnant and married him.

But as I am now a practicing Internist I am trying to be more discreet. And not dating as much. But George will change my life totally. On an August Friday night I get a message on Furmatch from one George Swampmarsh. I look at his profile. He's an Alligator. 6'7", about 250 pounds of well built Green scaled musclegut reptile, with a long thick tail, Golden eyes and sharp hand and foot claws. When I look at his unlocked private pictures, he's got an 18" tapered wedge shaped cock with irregular ridges on it's underside, the tip is pointed. He has no external testicles, they are internal. He's a big, sexy Reptile and his age is listed as 32. He has a long, sharp toothed muzzle with a furry goatee on the underside, the same Black color as his short hair.

I message him back and he seems promising as a serious date, judging by his quick positive reply. We make a dinner date, at a fancy Seafood place I like and he said he'd like to go to. I get showered and groomed prepared to make a good impression on George, and dress nicely but in some of my best casual clothes, not wanting to seem to be trying too hard. I get into my Mercedes EQS 580 electric sedan and go to Whitley's Inn where I made our reservations. I get shown to my table and wait for George. After 20 minutes, George gets shown to my table. I am impressed, he walks with confidence and an easy gait. And his pictures don't do him justice. He is one sexy Reptile. He has the same type of impressive masculine presence Grandpa Lyons had, and he'll draw attention just walking into the room. I am not the only one watching him walk to our table. Guys at several tables are watching him as intently as I am. I stand up and shake his hand and invite him to sit, I am mildly surprised that his hand feels cool until I remember that most Reptiles are cold blooded, George sits as I sit back down and we formally introduce each other. His voice is deep and resonant and sexy as Hell. We talk a bit and George is being warm. funny and downright charming. George tells me he's Bisexual and has never been with an intersex male but is looking forwards to it, and I blush. He's an auto mechanic working at the local Mercedes dealership and he saw me there once and thought I was very sexy and when he saw my profile on Furmatch today, responded instantly. Especially when he saw me listed as an intersex male. Yet he asks me if I was really born with a cunt. I'm not upset but tell him that I was and am not a virgin by anymeans and tell him about Coach and losing his pup. George laughs and tells me it's not a worry for us since as an egg laying Reptile that he can't impregnate me. We order and eat when the food comes and it is as good as it usually is. And George seems to really like it. It's a good meal and puts us both in a good mood. During dessert, I invite George home to fuck and he joyfully says yes. He tells me he didn't drive and we get into my car after I pay the check.

George seems impressed by my car and relaxes in the passenger's seat. It's a quick drive home but I see George is already hard and leaking pre into his khaki pants. He seems surprised at my big house but doesn't say anything about it. I pull into my garage stall and get out and plug my car into the wall mounted charger. George moves around behind me are his big hands are roaming my body under my clothes, and his left hand is gently stroking my cunt lips and I am dampening as he strokes me, and he uses the side of a finger claw to rub my clit. I moan and he grins.

George takes off his clothes off and starts pulling mine off. He puts my butt up on the hood of my car and starts thoroughly licking my pussy with his long thick tongue and I explode in a wet orgasm squirting my cunt juices on his muzzle. George is doing a great job eating out my cunt making me cum a lot.

George pulls his muzzle away from my wet pussy and pushes his thick Gator dick between my cunt lips up to the hilt. It slides easily in me, wet with my cunt juices and his slit slime, and he starts thrusting hard in me. We're making a lot of noise as we rut wetly. Lots of squelching and slurping noises as we both work towards are mutual orgasms. I am thrusting my hips forward into his aggressive ones forward and I keep cumming on his big Gator cock as those ridges keep stimulating me. George's big tail keeps thrashing behind him as we fuck. I roar as a huge orgasm rockets thru me as George keeps pumping his cock in and out of me, We've been fucking for 30 minutes straight when George's body tenses up and he bellows out a low moaning roar as his cool Gator sperm gushes up me. I yowl as I cum again. But am surprised at his barely room temperature semen. Just something I'll have to get used to I guess. George is worth putting up with cool semen. He made me cum at least two dozen times.

George is laying on top of me panting and he kisses me as he catches his breath, It's a nice but a kind odd side of his muzzle kiss. There is a lot of thick White Gator sperm running out of my relaxed, post orgasmic cunt onto the garage floor. George gets up off of me and we pick up our clothes and I take him into my bedroom and we spend the night fucking and getting to know each other before we curl up together and sleep.

George and I sleep together 3 or 4 times a week and it's really hot sex. And we continue to get closer to each other. George is a great guy. And he really seems to like me and is neither impressed with my money or covets it. He does enjoy the things we do together, nice restaurants and movies, and an occasional vacation together.

We continue to date and on our 3rd anniversary of going out it happens, I wake up and have to run to the bathroom and puke. And I am nauseated for the next hour or so. Grateful that George didn't sleep over for once and went home after he finished in me. It happens for the next five days til I start taking Zofran before I go to bed.

Worried I go see Dr Jonas White, my own Doctor, a big English born Saint Bernard who's been my Doctor for the last ten years. Jonas has me do a Feline pregnancy test and to my shock it's positive. A quickie Ultrasound shows the presence of a dozen oval shaped objects in my lower abdomen. Turning up the sensitivity of the machine and we can see that they are eggs. I tell Jonas about dating George and not using birth control since Alligators are egg layers. Jonas grins and tells me of 60 cases of egg layers impregnating mammals in the last 5 years and I am stunned. After a few ejaculations inside of us their sperm changes our wombs into egg chambers. Ready to drop many eggs and receive their fertilizing globs of sperm. And to nurture any viable fertilized egss til they're ready to be laid,

How am I gonna tell George about this? I'm sure he'll be pissed as Hell. Jonas looks up something in a reference book and tells me I'll lay them in six months. I'm still stunned though, but George is supposed to come by tonight. So we'll get a chance to talk tonight. Jonas tells me that unlike a mammalian fetus they can't be aborted and that they're still growing. I'll end up with a gut sagging clutch of Gator eggs. The only way this will end is for me to lay them.

When George comes, he's happy and cuddly, and is really glad to see me, hope I'm not gonna ruin his mood. He's come to know me very well and he knows something's on my mind. He takes my paw and looks into my eyes. "What's wrong, babe?" he asks gently. I hug his thick neck and cry and it all comes spilling out of me. George is silent until I am done talking. And I hold my breath awaiting my Gator's reaction. George gets up and walks to the door. "Claude, this is such a shock, and I need time to process it all, I'll call you when I've worked it out in my head" he says and then he leaves.

I weep and go to bed. I go about my normal life for a while but don't hear from George and it's been two weeks. After a month, my belly is swollen and obviously pregnant. At six weeks, George shows up at my door and wants to talk. I invite him in scared of what he'll say and am surprised when he leans down and kisses me. "Baby, I am sorry it took me so long to think this through, you must have been scared that I'd never come back" George says gently. He hugs me tightly. "I talked to your Dr White, and he told me a lot about this happening to others, and that we don't know how many are viable" he says gently. "Viable?" I ask puzzled. "Yeah, some of them might not have developed and are just empty shells, we won't know until you lay them, Claude" he says still holding me tightly,

George lets go of me and gets down on his knees and proposes to me telling me he wants to be with me and raise his Alligator sons at my side. I tell him he doesn't 'have' to marry me just be there for his kids. And he tells me he wants me as his eggs or not, and wants to marry me so he can keep me with him.

George and I do get married and I am now Dr Claude Swampmarsh. My belly gets big by my 4th month. George is right by my side when I am put in the stirrups and a foam cushion lined box to catch the eggs. It is difficult laying them as I have to push to pass them yet I can't push so hard that their shells would break, It takes 7 hours for me to lay all 12 of them. 12 were laid intact but only 2 are viable and hatch into baby boy Alligators. George is so proud of his look alike sons.

Down the road I'll lay 2 more clutches with 2 eggs viable. So we have 6 Gator sons, and we're a happy family.