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Relieving the Pressure.

Melodion Pangol was enjoying her peace and quiet. She lived alone in a small cabin in the woods that had a small clearing that housed her crops, so she was using her freedom to prune the berry bushes and till some soul to plant cucumbers. Well, she didn't plan on eating cucumbers.

Normally she was a more social creature, happily cavorting about with her friends and family, but the last week has kept her alone and reclusive. She didn't go out, she didn't invite people to visit, she barely did anything beyond the borders of her own property, other than getting food from the closest town's market. Even then, she'd put on a hood and cowl that would make it so people wouldn't know it was her.

Why? She was pregnant and hated people seeing her bloated with a belly. She's the athletic type, the silly happy fun type. The last thing her friends needed to see was her with egg in womb, cautious and hesitant all the time. A gravid hippogryph mare was not a fun type to be around, and she certainly didn't want to impose her grumpiness on her friends, and certainly didn't want to let them see her more vulnerable side.

This is why she was more than a little annoyed when she saw a short, green friend of hers trekking up her long, dirt pathway. Her eyes were keen, she could tell it was Vinn Greenwing, one of her closest friends. Knowing him, he was probably worried about her absence and was coming to check on her. No worries, she'd just send him on his way till she laid the egg and was done with it.

Brushing the dirt off her legs and talons, she stood up and met him at the end of her pathway, right where her front porch, garden, and path met.

"Hey, what's up?" She asked, reaching out to ruffle her talons in Vinn's head frill.

Vinn looked a little nervous, fidgeting with his hands a bit. "Look, Melodi, I hate to cut to the point, but seriously, where have you been? We're all kinda worried about you."

She clacked her beak shut and took in a deep breath, smiling a warm smile at Vinn. "I promise, it's nothing you need to be worried about."

"But we are." He stated.

"Don't be."

"I can't do that. Not until I know what's wrong." He leaned in for a compassionate hug, but Melodi stopped him, placing a hand on his chest.

"No, no hugs."

He stepped back and snorted a bit. "See? This is why we're worried about you. In the years I've known you, you've never once said no to a hug, or a scritch, or a nuzzle, from anyone!"

Melodi was taken aback. Vinn seemed genuinely upset or even angry! He was never angry, especially not at her. "Um, I'm sorry?"

"No, don't be sorry, make with the explanations. Come on, we have a discussion ahead of us." he grabbed her talon and pulled her along with him right up to the front porch of her unassuming cabin. She was much larger than him, almost three heads taller, and if she really didn't want to go she wouldn't, but this time she knew Vinn was right; it was time to let him know what had happened.

"I'm gravid." She blurted. Vinn stopped in his tracks, dropping her hand from his.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm gravid, I'm carrying an egg."

He took a moment to really absorb what was said; once it clicked, a smile burst across his face and he jumped up to give her a hug, snuggling warmly into her feathers and fur. "That's so wonderful for you! Who's the father?" He continued to hold close, and noticed that he could actually feel the faint outline of it rubbing against his belly from deep within.

She shook her head and wrapped her hands around his waist, picking him up and placing him a half meter away from her, looking intently into his eyes. He was brimming with excitement. "It's not that kind of egg."

The smile disappeared from his face. "What?"

"There's no father, it's just an egg. Seriously, it's not a big deal. I lay it, crack it open, and it's an omelette for all I care. There's no embryo, just yolk and stuff."

Vinn squinted as he went to speak, then stopped himself. "Uh...what? Why keep it a secret then? What's the big deal if you're not gonna have a kid? And wait, how did you produce an egg without a stud?" His eyes were darting around as he tried to piece together what few puzzle pieces he had.

She rubbed her head a bit, wondering how to really explain it to him without sounding too gross. "Well, you know what, let's just go sit for a bit, mmkay? Got a lot to explain." without letting him respond, she grabbed his hand and dragged him out to the side of the house, where there were a few oversized chairs, a table, and even some folded fabric that she'd just folded; it was her blanket that lined her nest at night.

Vinn hesitantly hopped up onto one of the chairs while she sat in the other, hand on her belly.

"So, tell me more!" his feet were swinging excitedly under the chair, a few centimeters short of touching the ground. Melodi was a big girl, and she made the chairs herself for herself, so most people couldn't touch the ground on them.

"Well, I'm a hippogryph, part bird, part horse. You know that, part of me is bird, so I sometimes, seemingly at random, produce eggs. I can't mate and produce offspring with anyone that isn't my own same race, so the chances of me ever having a child is practically zero, unless I wanted to fuck Ilorek, and he's like the only guy I see more of a friend than a fuckbuddy. Anyway, regardless of all that, sometimes my body still has an insatiable desire to lay an egg, so I produce anywhere between one and three eggs, and I lay them. Problem is, I get grumpy, and I tend to really not be myself, so I didn't want to burden you all. I promise it's nothing."

Vinn kept nodding his head, taking in each of the points, his waving legs getting less and less intense until they stopped moving completely. Once she was done, he nodded and flicked his frill. "So...you're having an egg, but not a hatchling? That's a...relief?" He paused and inquired about his assertion, hoping to not offend her.

"Oh, damn right it's a relief! Fuck chicks. I hate hatchlings. Would totally clash with my lifestyle. No, I'm glad I'm not having a chick." she paused and pondered, "Now that I think about it, maybe that's why I won't fuck Ilorek; I really, really hate young ones!"

Vinn, after holding his breath after potentially offending his friend, finally took in a breath and rubbed his forehead. "Thank Ceylon you hate hatchlings as much as me. Treading thin ice when dealing with eggs. I don't want to offend, but I dunno, you don't strike me as the type to want hatchlings. Glad I guessed right."

Melodi raised an eyebrow and gave a sideways glance to Vinn. "All the people I've fucked, you included, and I've never been gravid around you...you really think I have much thought to having offspring?"

"Well, I suppose not, when you put it like that. So, when is it due?" He leaned over on the arm of the chair, trying to keep his feet from swinging too much, since it made him look small compared to her.

"Due? Whenever I get it out, really. Could probably lay it right now, if I really wanted to."

"So why don't you? I mean, if it's making you miserable and reclusive, why not just squat it out and be done with it?"

She blushed and tried to hide her face. "I, uh...."

"You, uh, what?"

"I like how it feels inside." She meeped, embarassed at her revelation.

Vinn took special note of how she was acting. Not only is she the kind of hippogryph that had absolutely no issues talking about what she enjoys, but just minutes ago she was acting a little offended that Vinn didn't figure out her mentality due to how promiscuous she was. Hormonal? Is this her secret shame? "Why in the world would you be shy, bashful, or embarassed about liking being gravid?"

"You...you don't think it's weird? To get off to pregnancy?" She whispered, still unwilling to show her face to Vinn.

"Well, yes and no. When you put it like that, then yeah it sounds a little weird, but seriously, who doesn't like the sensation of a big, round egg filling them up, sliding back and forth across their sensitive spots. I know I've came from eggplay before!"

She slowly looked up back at Vinn. "Are you sure?"

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I came, yeah. From both cocks at once, no less! And THAT is hard!"

She clicked her beak and nodded. "Well then, I suppose I might as well have some fun with it, right? I mean, if you like it, maybe we could-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Vinn had hopped down off his chair, and hopped up onto her lap, wrapping his hands around her neck, tail down between her legs. Like usual, she wasn't wearing clothes, and Vinn was less than discreet about his intentions, so he could let his tailfin tickle at her inner thighs. "Yes, yes we could! Would it help?"

"Help what?"

"Get the egg out?"

"Would what help?"

Vinn paused, still staring lustfully into her eyes. "You know, an orgasm? Maybe a good orgasm would help push it out, then we can go back to being friendly, like we normally do."

Melodi pondered that option for a moment, weighing the pros and cons to keeping it in and enjoying it longer vs having an explosive session with her friend now and enjoying company again. It really was no contest, and she was never one to shy away from enjoying herself. "You make a good point, Vinn." She grabbed him and rolled off her chair, planting him on his back in the tall grass, landing on top of him, using her hand to keep her body elevated above him so she didn't squish him or risk breaking the egg inside of her. THAT would be unpleasant.

Her belly was low, rubbing gently against Vinn's upper legs. He couldn't help but bring both hands up to cradle it, letting his fingers press in to feel the egg inside her. Once he'd found it, he shifted it from palm to palm, relishing in the gentle whimpers it coaxed from Melodi's beak.

"Be gentle, hun." She whispered into his ear, leaning down to nibble and preen at his neck.

Vinn was gentle, but he forced himself to be even more delicate with her egg as he pressed, pushed, and tickled at her belly. One of his hands sneakily walked its way down her belly to tickle her mound; his fingers slowly slipped down until he found her meaty lips and moist slit.

"Hmmmph..." Melodi moaned as she felt the digits rubbing at her clit. The sensation stopped her from nibbling at Vinn's neck; instead, she leaned forwards and spread her legs so that her slit was easier to get at for her smaller reptile partner.

Vinn wasted no time wiggling his fingers into her. He rubbed around, using her arousal to soak his digits, then slip them into her, poking and rubbing at her tender, velvety walls. She was especially slick today, much more so than usual; it was probably because of the egg. He didn't care, he did notice that she was also quite malleable, her flesh giving way to his hand with ease.

She leaned forward a bit more, keeping her knees on either side of Vinn's body; the sensation of his fingers prodding at her was heavenly, but she did her best to not let herself climax; a mare's climax would certainly push him out, regardless of how much bigger than him she was. Her walls, once clamped down, will push anything out.

Vinn must have been in adventurous mood, because unlike normal, he actually adjusted himself and slid his hand into her. Normally he'd prefer to use his cocks, mouth or fingers, he rarely enjoyed fisting, but she was just so roomy and his hand slipped in too easy to not take advantage!

In he pushed his arm, hand sliding past her engorged sensitive buttons right up to the end of her pussy. He wiggled his fingers inside, rubbing at the firm flesh that linked her pussy and womb, which in turn got her to whimper and giggle, looking down between her arms to smile at Vinn.

"Keep it up." she urged.

Vinn did as he was asked, pushing his hand in just a little deeper, pointing all his fingers at her cervix. Much to his surprise, his digits slipped through the tight ridge of flesh with ease, and he got a good feel of her egg! Awestruck, he pushed just a little harder, until his entire hand slid into her womb, palm cupping the side of the egg. As far as he could tell, there was only one large egg inside, a fact he didn't bother telling her; he was sure she knew. With palm cupping the egg, he tried rotating it inside, and much to his delight, Melodi loved it as much as he did.

She arched her back and pushed down on his arm, taking it in right to his elbow as the egg rotated inside her, its gently textured surface sliding against her deepest, most intimate flesh with ease. Despite trying to hold herself back, she felt her muscles spasm, clamping tight on his arm, squirting a blast of creamy fluid all over his lower belly, some of it splattering on his crotch.

"Mmmm!" Vinn mused, laughing a bit a she wiggled his hand around inside her. With his free hand, he rubbed her excitement into his own slit. It only took a split second for her scent to reach his nostrils, and like a switch, he felt himself unable to contain his cocks. Out they both came, already slick with her juices.

Melodi lifted herself up so that she was looking down at Vinn, riding his arm cowgirl style. Well, she was a cowgirl, but that's irrlevant. "Fuck me deep, Vinn!" She moaned as she bounced on his fist, letting his entire forearm slip in and out of her like it was a cock. The pressure of his girth easily coaxed a second spurt of fluids all over Vinn's belly, and like that he couldn't take it anymore.

He leaned up and pushed her onto her back, careful to not let her sit on her tail, fist still inside of her, spinning the egg inside her. Once she was laying down fully, he tugged on his fist, breaking it loose from her womb in a burst of lubricating fluids. As he slowly drew his appendage from her slit, a new scent overwhelmed him, and as he looked down at his arm he could see a clear, viscous fluid covering his every inch. IT wasn't her cum, nor was it her lubricant; it must have been the egglaying gel. He yanked his hand from her confines with a wet, juicy pop, and used the slick fluids to soak his cocks, not even bothering to ask permission to plunge both of them into her.

"Aah!" She cried out, body tensing up as she shuddered. His cocks were always a bit of a shock to her. She could take massive eggs, fists, horses, you name it, but barbs and spines were usually too much for her sensitive silky flesh, especially now that she was passing an egg. "G-gentle dear, your equipment isn't meant to go spelunking in mine."

Vinn had to stop himself from laughing at the term 'spelunking', especially in such an intimate moment, but he got over it quickly. Tail raised, legs splayed out for balance, he slowly pushed himself into her, feeling her warmth envelop him with ease. Much to his delight, both cocks slipped between her folds and enjoyed the sensation of her clit winking around him, sucking him in deeper while spurting creamy fluid all over his crotch.

Melodi was usually the kind to have long, passionate sessions with her friends, but today, she just needed to cum, and she needed to cum so badly that the egg shot out of her, so she let Vinn go at her nethers, spined cock in all. Sometimes oversensitivity really made added features pop! She kept her thighs spread, hooves twitching in delight as she wrapped her powerful legs around Vinn, holding him close and even pushing his members in deeper. She wanted every inch of him, even if that meant he couldn't thrust.

He tried to get some motion in, gyrating his hips to rub his cock from side to side inside her, leaning forward to let a single ridge tickle her clit, but she wasn't exactly giving him time to please himself, instead focusing on her as she came to another climax. This is why he loved mares.

Her body tensed up, her hooves pressing hard against Vinn's lower back, pushing him in deep as she felt the massive egg inside her lurch forward, the thinner, pointed end pressing against her cervix, threatening to burst through. Rather than release her tension, letting the egg float back to an idle position, she kept the pressure on, forcing it to press harder against the opening to her birth canal. "Harder, Vinn, don't stop!" She gasped, rocking her body against his.

Vinn had no issues helping her out, so he continued to thrust and gyrate, pushing her against the blanket as her flesh tightened around his members, squeezing them together, her clit folded out and not relaxing; bits of her fluid sputtered and dribbled out her cunny and down his cocks to his tailhole. He almost couldn't handle any more, especially not of such hot, smothering flesh that seemed to mould itself to his form perfectly, her silky interior filling in the space between his cocks and around and each and every one of his spines.

She felt the egg slowly pushing its way through her, stretching her depths wider than she was comfortable with, but the sensation of ovi-positioning inside her was a constant reminder of the glorious sensations of textured shell sliding against her walls, pressing out against her most sensitive spots. It was a little uncomfortable, but as the bard said, it hurt so good! In one massive lurch, her belly contracted, her womb compressed, and the egg shot out from her depths into her canal, bumping into Vinn's twin rods, pressing them even tighter against her walls as it tried to breach her opening, cocks in the way or not!

"Hnnngph!" Vinn groaned. The egg jammed right into his cocktips, and even though he loved being pressed tight against her walls between egg and silky velvet flesh, he had to pull out, the extra room letting the crest of the egg slip out to her lips, stretching them out but not coming out.

Melodi didn't bother with explanations, she released Vinn from her tight leg hold, lifted one of her legs, and rolled over onto her side, exposing her bulging out slit to her friend. "Go on, you know you want to." she urged, panting desperately. She had no idea what he had in mind, she just wanted to say something to encourage him.

Vinn nodded before leaning down to stick his tongue out, lapping at the egg and her lips, trying his best to slip his muscle in between the egg and her flesh, but found it was nearly impossible given the pressure of the egg pressing her lips out, stretching them wide. The egg was as big as his head! Naturally, that gave him ideas, but she needed to lay, first. With a thumb on her clit, rubing gently, he kept lapping at the birthing gel until her entire nether region was cleaned off, and the winking clit kept trying to push out more fluids, but the egg trapped them inside. "Well, you still need one more climax..." he observed, mostly to himself, as he crawled up, positioning his cocks at the underside of his tail. Most females, he'd have to ask first, but he knew Melodi was always into anal, and she was always clean.

Again, this is why he loves horses.

He used one hand to prop himself up as Melodi moaned, leaning back into him. She kept her tail propped up and well away from getting in the way, urging him to just thrust. His free hand squeezed both tips together as he gyrated his hips, forcing the cocks to press against her perfect, meaty rump hole. One cock slid in, while the other fell to the side, poking at her flesh. She didn't mind, she just pushed back again, her rump muscle clenching and making the position just a little uncomfortable for the smaller lizard.

"Hey, be careful!" Vinn protested, not wanting his dick bent.

Melodi cooed gently in apology, reaching back to grab his free-standing member with one hand, aiming it just right, then backing her rump up, feeling her flesh stretch wide and swallow his length right up to the base. "oooohhhngph!" She let out an elongated moan, tail flicking as she waggled her hips happily. Vinn thrust in and out happily, relishing the combination of sights, scents, and sensations of his cocks rubbing against each other inside her, fluids oozing aromas out into the midday heat. He wrapped one arm around her torso to hold her tight, another hand around her rump to wedge some fingers in between the egg and her meaty lips, cocks thrusting up into her rump as he held her close.

Another wave of pleasure exploded from under her tail, travelling up her spine and back down her torso, hitting her womb in a shock that clamped all of her sensitive muscles down as hard as they could; the orgasm squeezed out the massive egg with an audible pop and clunk as it landed on the blanket. She let out a loud, lengthy scream of delight as the wave of fluids ran out the side of her pussy like a river, splashing over the side of the egg, her thighs, lips, flesh, and the blanket beneath her. His hand, that was grabbing her cunny lip, kept it gaped open.

Lucky for vinn, her massive contraction sucked up his cocks and massaged them inside, coaxing twin streams of cum from him to paint her insides white before her muscle contractions forced both cocks out of her. They were still releasing thin streams of lizard cum, now all over her gaped open walls and the side of the egg.

Once his pleasure had subsided, he was panting heavily, reluctantly letting go of Melodi's fluffy chest and massive, gaped cunny lip. He crawled backwards, letting her rump close up as it squeezed out his seed, and he leaned down to give a lick between her rump cheeks, cleaning up the mess he and the egg had made. Her cunny slowly closed up over his tongue as she collapsed in a heap of moaning, twitching, and pleasure.

He was sure to clean up every last bit of fluid, both his and hers, from every inch his tongue could reach. He swallowed every bit, then licked his lips, crawling back up over her, nibbling at her feathered shoulders and neck, ignoring the egg that was laying behind her on the blanket.

"So, do you feel better now? Feel a pressure relieved?"

She clacked her beak shut and nodded slowly, eye-smiling at him. She rolled onto her back and grabbed Vinn, forcing his head down against her chest so he could hear - no, feel - her rapidfire heartbeat.

Content, he nuzzled into her and gave the much larger hippogryph a big, warm hug.

She squeezed her cunny lips as best she could, rubbing one wall against another as she tried to regain composure; a powerful pleasure tingled inside her from lips to womb that just wouldn't go away. "You know," she whispered, "I would totally love to be stuffed back up, if you'd be so kind" She suggested, letting the idea percolate in his mind.