FSE

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The long-awaited day had come. She was finally ready.

She walked into the storage room of the warehouse. The floor was concrete, though heated and covered with a rubber protector and the walls were stark and industrial, covered only with pipes and electrical. It was filled with shelves holding boxes and a myriad of parts, machines, and mining gear. In the corner was a large machine with multiple chambers and an oxygen tank. It was bitter cold outside, the Alaskan night wind howled, and she questioned again why they were there. Reptiles, surviving in such an inhospitable place even for humans. But she knew why; the gold, the business, the fortune, and the fame. But most of all, their mechanized empire. Her computers, once used for global espionage and cyber attack, were now at the core of their great machines that find and tear the riches from the Earth. Their dream of a world were machines would bring untold prosperity without a living being breaking a sweat was fast becoming a reality.

But would the world ever forgive her? She knew that even there she had every government satellite watching her for what she had done. She was thankful to lead a somewhat normal life, considering she had almost destroyed the world by starting yet another war. She would be forever watched, and barred from many things. The room in a harsh land provided her at least some privacy.

Still, she wanted a family, even if it was an imperfect world. She just hoped her children wouldn't make the same mistakes she did. Now was not the time for idle thoughts though, she could only concentrate on laying her eggs.

Her mate, Fraenir, turned up the steam heat.

"Is that warm enough, sweety?"

"It's just fine, my dear"

The room was lit by the soft glow of warm LEDs which shined off her black scales and lavender chest armor. The humming and chattering of machinery could be heard in nearby rooms. It didn't bother her, in fact she found it soothing.

As she walked towards her makeshift shallow nest of blankets, foam scraps, and other soft bits, she could feel a contraction coming. She clenched and fought it. She then sat with her rear over her nest, making herself comfortable and positioning her tail-hole over the center of it.

"Anything you want to be more comfortable?" Fraenir asked.

"A blanket would be nice"

Fraenir grabbed one and threw it over her, then sat down next to her.

Another contraction came, and again she clenched.

"Ready?"

Abigale simply nodded, and Fraenir held her claw gently. She stared into his hansom yellow eyes with her beautiful green ones and they both knew it was time. When the next contraction came, she didn't resist, but lifted her tail and began to push. She opened her cloaca and her light, grayish pink oviduct everted slowly from it. A bit of cloacal secretions squirted out and dripped from her hole. As she pushed, she could feel the first egg making it's way out. When it reached her vent, she felt it begin to stretch rather painfully. Another big push made the egg crown slightly and more juice dripped from her. She gritted her teeth and grasped her mate's claw tightly.

"It's alright dear," he spoke softly, and draped his large rust-red-orange wing over her.

She kept pushing, with each push making her stretch a little bit further and the egg slid out a bit more. When she felt it was almost out, she lowered her tail slightly to minimize the fall and gave one last push.

The egg came out and fell with a *splort-plop*. It was off-white, with light copper-brown swirls and streaks.

She pushed her ovipositor a few times to shake the juice off her now gaping, everted cloaca before closing it to rest. She felt a sense of relief from burden, and happiness at becoming a mother.

The wind shook the building and Freanir snuggled closer to her. "That wasn't so bad was it?"

Panting, the mother replied, "Not as bad as I thought it would be."

He nuzzled her chin and she smiled.

But with no time to waste, she settled down and prepared to continue. When she caught her breath, she lifted her tail again, opened up, and started pushing again. When the next egg came to her hole, she felt it stretching again, but not nearly as painfully this time. She was curious and decided to take it a lot more slowly. With the next few pushes, the egg began to crown. She could feel the juice dripping from her and the egg beginning to push through her oviduct and spread her cloaca lips.

To her surprise, it actually felt good, and her jaw gaped in pleasure. Her mate made a funny look, but didn't question it. She experimented with how hard she actually had to push, pushing the egg back and forth, making little squishy sounds and excreting fluid. Then she closed her eyes and relished each little push. The egg stretched her further, and she loved the feeling of it's smooth round texture in her ovipositor pressing against her slit lips. When it was almost out, she moved her tail slightly, then let the egg pass with another *splort-plop*. She panted a bit, then with her cloaca still open and dripping, began to work on the third and what felt like final egg. This one felt like it was coming even easier than the last one.

Fraenir got up and she stopped.

"How much longer?"

"Not too long" Though she wasn't planning on hurrying.

"I'll prepare the incubator then."

He switched on the machine in the corner and it started up with a few beeps and some loud whirring of fans and clicking of relays and valves. She covered her nest and tail with the back of her wings and was prepared to continue. He chuckled a bit.

"Oh come now, it's not like I haven't seen your tail-hole before."

"It's just cold," was her weak excuse for hiding her pleasure, but she lifted her wings.

He sat down to watch, so she continued. "It's a beautiful thing," he said, slightly amazed that he was actually a father. "Does it still hurt?"

"No, not really anymore." She debated whether to admit it. "It actually feels kind of good now."

He chuckled again. "Well, I feel sorry for those poor mammals then".

Now she had an audience, she was going to make it count. She pushed extra slowly, enjoying every bit of it, even the little bits of pain when she pushed too hard. When the egg began to come out, Fraenir said, "You're making quite a mess there".

He came to her and began to lick the egg and her soft, everted cloaca, sending waves of ecstasy through her. She moaned softly in pleasure and pushed the egg out further. She didn't know whether he did that just to arouse her or not, but deep down, she hoped he did. The egg was almost out now, but when she turned her head around to see why he had stopped, he was already putting the other eggs in the incubator. She finished the last egg, moaning softly as it passed.

Fraenir wiped it off with a towel and placed it in the incubator with the others. He closed the lid and set the machine. It hissed as it adjusted the oxygen and hummed as it slowly rotated and warmed the eggs. Green lights indicated an ok on all three occupied chambers, and the display showed normal readings.

Now that she was done laying, she was hoping her mate was feeling frisky and would eat-out her gaping cloaca. She cooed gently and lied down on her side, showing off her cream colored underbelly and gaping, dripping slit. Sure enough, he came over and made out with her cloaca, licking all the juice off. When he stuck his tongue down her enlarged oviduct, she had an orgasm, squirting juice into his mouth, before slowly pulling in and closing her cloaca. She looked at him and giggled, he just smiled and shook his head. He then cleaned them both up with a towel, before kissing her and telling her she did great.

"I'm sure they'll grow up to do great things. We're lucky to have your sister's family to guide us." He reassured her.

"I know they will. If anything they'll learn from my mistakes"

"You couldn't help it, seeing as what mutants did to us."

"No I could have. Temptation and idealism is a powerful thing, but as long as we all make the world a better place the right way, there won't have to be that temptation"

"Indeed. Come, lets get some sleep."

They left the storage room and headed to the lounge. Their, they settled down together on a nice warm blanket by the radiator, ready to fall asleep.