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I am definitely busy as a bird. Say what you will about me, call me rude or ignorant or just a little too aggressive or meek - depending on your relationship to me - just don't ever call me lazy. I'm regularly travelling all of Dalon's continents and nations doing what I can to keep the world in check, meeting with leaders and negotiating peace or war, depending on how things go and who's purchasing my services. It's not just me, either. My closest friends and colleagues also participate in these global negotiations, and have been for years now. We call ourselves the Dalonian Peace corps.

Between travel time and the actual diplomatic affairs, none of us are often at our homes, and we rarely see each other despite being a tightly knit group of friends who have spent most of our collective lives together as members of the Peace Corps. We all have our own homes as well as a 'home base' for our operations, but that doesn't mean much given our constant travel. Even when we set up team meetings, we're lucky to have half the team show up.

Leera and I were the only exceptions. We had a home, but our home was synonymous with the Dalonian Peace Corps home base. Mount Saff'Rald. Located directly adjacent to Lake Saff'Rald, with Saff'Rald falls flowing off the side of the mountain that is right in the middle of the Saff'Rald nation. I don't know who named this place, but my friends and I are campaigning to have it changed. So Leera and I both lived inside the mountain, and the Dalonian Peace corps headquarters is high on a plateau, so we were kind of the home base's official greeters. Keranno lived in Koluma, Ilorek in Arrenthen, Yelena and Sanfrit in Endra, Venosa just southeast of The mountains in Saff'Rald in a small town called Klyneth, and I have no idea where the others live. Vaulix visits often, but not as often as I'd like. Other than Leera, he's probably my closest companion in the world.

Well, one of the major deals with being a peace corps officer is that the best agents wear disguises, and my set of talents ensured that I could shift shape, size, color, and gender at will. I may not have had a gender at birth, but my magics allowed me to mimic male or female features, so I regularly flipped between the two depending on what was appropriate for the mission at hand or my own fantastical whims. This mission I was female, which often led to its own complications with attempted suitors and my own established reproductive system. Being female was more eloquent and was much, much easier to trick kings and prime ministers into doing your bidding, but no matter how much I planned for it, I couldn't overcome some of the drawbacks of the gender. Most notably the body's propensity for producing eggs.

Don't get me wrong, I love eggs, but they can certainly be a complication. When I transform into female, the body's default mode seems to be one of fertility, so if I end up being more intimate with my marks, then that leads to unwanted egg production, which I then have to dispose of. Don't worry, it's not cruel. The eggs can only be fertilized if mated by another gryphon, otherwise they're just massive omelettes waiting to happen.

To be entirely honest, I don't really consider this much of a drawback. Sure, having a gravid belly can be less than appealing when attempting to flirt with men in power, and the sensation of them shifting about inside me when flying tends to be a little cumbersome, but the laying process makes it all worth it. The sensations of having an oblong, textured orb slipping through my birth canal to leave me panting and gaping was something I looked forward to at the end of every mission; the thought was making my cross my legs in midair, nearly driving me off course.

I was flying home at the end of a particularly stressful mission, and I had what I was sure was three eggs knocking around inside me; I was lucky enough to be flying the skies of Saff'Rald, almost home to share my lay with my mate Leera. She was usually quick and effective on her missions, so she should definitely be home by now. She also didn't fly and wasn't fond of being on boats, so that left her to worry about the western Continent on her own. I was banking on her being home because, let's be honest, a laying session with a loved one is considerably more pleasant than one on your own.

I wasn't worried, though. I could feel her presence nearby, so I was reasonably sure she was home. When you live with someone as long as she and I have been together, you just know when they're close by. A psychic link can form between lovers over extended lifetimes together; it wasn't common, but it happened with us, thankfully. Of course much of that was linked to the magic research she and I were doing together; our abilities amplified one another in the presence of the other. I could feel when my energy surged, it was like her mind was invigorating mine without being able to see her.

A smile spread across my beak as I flew over the country skies. I could see Mount Saff'Rald up ahead, with the waterfall crashing over the cliffs into my lake next to the side of the cliff that housed the opening to our cave-home. It was a beautiful sight, especially at this angle. Only the Oaira and Saurossins would ever see the mountain by looking down at it like this. Gryphons, too, but we weren't exactly common beasts, and those were the only pure species that could fly.

I angled my wings and dove down to skim over the tops of the trees of the forest that surrounded the lake, not quite letting my wingtips touch the tallest branches as I shot overhead. The Mountain was over two dozen kilometers away still, but when you're dealing with the biggest mountain range of all of Dalon, it looks closer than it really is. Luckily, I fly quickly so it only took me a matter of minutes to close the gap before the forest gave way to the lake adjacent to my home.

Finally. After a month of being away, I was home.

The opening to our cave was a small archway nestled in the side of the inner crescent of a mountainside where the cliffs met the lake. It was a stone opening right at the water level, which became somewhat of an issue when the tide came in, partially obstructing the entrance. Atop the cliffs, the mountains that surrounded this area of the lake immediately began their ascent into the skies, which was perfect for the waterfall. A river ran down the side of the mountain and splashed off the cliff into the water just a few hundred meters west of our door, and that was always a beautiful sight.

I was fortunate enough to not have any issues gliding into the rocky arch way and into our home. Had the tide been in and the water level higher, I'd have had to lay on the water and float in or even dive in if the tide was high enough.

Once inside, I tucked my wings up and landed on the slope that led upwards into our home. Had to go up few dozen meters to ensure that, even when the water was at its highest, it wouldn't flood. Smart architecture, I feel.

Inside, at the top of the slope, our home opened up into one massive, dome shaped cavern with a dozen doors to different parts of the house. There were ever-lit candles all around powered by magic that kept the room bright and cheery despite there being no access to sunlight, at least not in the main hall. The middle of the room had a set of tables, chairs, and cushions for guests to sit on, but they were barely ever touched. Nobody other than the members of the global peace corps ever came to visit. It was usually she and I that went out to see others.

"Leeeeeeeraaaaaa!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the walls of the cave. I could feel her presence nearby, but I couldn't quite tell where she was. She wasn't answering. "Hello?" I hopped through the open room to one of the doors around its perimeter and poked my head through. She wasn't in our cellar. Disappointed, I went from room to room, not finding her in any of them. Wasn't in the kitchen, wasn't in the potions dispensary, she wasn't in storage or the play room. I finally checked our bedroom - in retrospect I should have gone there first - but she wasn't there either. What a shame.

Well, she was nearby, so maybe she was on her way home. Perhaps swimming in lake Saff'Rald, or maybe she was climbing the mountain for exercise? Regardless, I could wait.

Or at least I thought.

I'd hobbled over to one of the cushions in the middle of the room and laid down when I felt a sudden lurch in my belly followed by a leaking sensation out my backside.

"Aw, come on, can't wait like an hour or two?" I complained to myself as I hopped off the cushion and onto the carpet. I could see a gooey wet spot on the fabric where my rump was laying. Yep, these eggs were coming out now and there was precisely nothing I could do about it!

I clenched my hind legs together and hopped out of the common area over to our bedroom, which was the only room in our house with a window to the outside world and sunlight, before finally relaxing. As soon as I parted my legs and raised my tail, I felt a powerful lurch inside followed by a gentle, silent grinding. "Uuunh...." I groaned, squinting my eyes closed. My toes curled and my wings splayed out a bit as I spread my hind legs a bit farther, arching my back and squatting down. A steady stream of my fluids dripped out between my lips to splash in a puddle on the ground in a patch of moss and grass, followed by another lurch and groan.

One of the eggs shifted inside and pressed its thin, pointed end against the inside of my cervix, poking through into my birth canal, effectively plugging the flow of my fluids. I jerked my hips downward as though I was mounting a prone stallion, wiggling back and forth with tail raised to loosen my muscles and allow the egg to pass through. I gave a push and a heave, clenching my inner muscles down on the deep side of the egg, pushing on it as my cervix slowly splayed over its crest.

The sensation of that firm, usually-tight ring of flesh stretching like that was always a little unpleasant at first, but the sensation of being stretched like that, with a gorgeously textured orb pushing through me, testing my limits every inch of the way, was always a sensation worth the discomfort.

I could feel the thickest part of the egg pushing against my opening, nearly breaching its walls, so I clenched down again and pushed hard, grunting so hard that I felt a trail of saliva dribbling off the end of my quivering lower beak. My lips opened up slightly, the cool air tickling my tender walls and the egg inside before I felt it pop through, out of my womb and into my pussy.

I instantly clenched up and winked my pussy to tighten my lips shut, keeping the egg from slipping out fully. I could feel the crest of it pushing through my opening, and the full egg went from lips to semi-gaping cervix with ease, but I wasn't ready to let it out just yet.

I clenched down as hard as I could with my lips, forcing my clit to wink as my contractions forced the egg back into me. It's thick end was pressed against the opening to my womb, but my lips slowly closed over it, pushing it only a few centimeters back into me before I relaxed again, letting it slide out again until most of it was outside of me, leaving only the thick part of the base inside.

With egg hanging out between my folds, I lowered my tail to press against it and loosened my cunny lips to let it slip back inside, forcing it back in to rest against the opening to my womb, where another egg had already shifted and was ready to slip out.

The sensation of having the egg slip back into me was orgasmic, literally! As its cumbersoem girth slipped through my canal, stretching me back out again, I could feel a shot of pleasure bolt down my pussy to hit right inside my lips, tensing them up to wink my clit out with a burst of fluids that squirted out far enough to miss the puddle between my legs.

I arched my back again and angled my opening downward, clenching down and pushing the egg back out, tail still curled around my pelvis to keep said egg from slipping out, which it almost did. Rested against the underside of my tail, the egg seemed destined to slip out, so I relaxed my prehensile appendage and let it leave me with a wet plop as it landed in the puddle of birthing goo, leaving my canal gaping from lips to womb.

I let out a long, deep sigh as my pussy slowly closed itself. If Leera were here, she'd never have let that egg slip out of me. She'd have pressed her snout against it and pushed it back into me, maybe so deep that it'd force itself back into my womb with the other eggs! I couldn't help but fantasize about how that'd feel. Well, more like reminisce; we'd done it before. But alas, she wasn't here and I couldn't hold these in any longer. My water had broke. They needed to come out.

I shook my head and tried to focus on the remaining eggs inside me; I didn't need to lose my arousal by being depressed that my mate wasn't here to enjoy this with me.

My paw pushed off on the egg that was laying in the moss between my feet, moving it out of the way so that the next egg wouldn't land on it and crack it. Don't worry, they weren't fertile. Mating urged me towards egg production, but unless I was mating with another gryphon, I couldn't produce offspring. Luckily, we gryphs were very rare.

There were two more eggs inside me, and I'd already cum a half dozen times as I shifted the first about in my birth canal. I needed to match that with each of the remaining two, so I took in a deep breath, clenched down my pussy walls as best I could to keep an egg from slipping through my lips; at the same time, I pressed a paw against my belly to shift the eggs inside me until one made it to my cervix, pressing against its inside. A small gush of fluids accompanied it before the egg plugged the canal. These fluids seeped through my opening and dribbled out over my clit despite my attempts to seal the passage.

"Alright, let's do this." I grunted as I released just a small bit of the tension to force the egg out into my pussy. I kept my tail closed over the slit, so it was getting soaked as it effectively sealed my opening. It took only a split second for the egg to push through me and poke its narrow end against my tail, but it was caught and kept inside. I closed my eyes and laid my chest down against the ground and spread my wings, letting gravity help push the egg back into me.

As it slipped past my lips to press against my womb and the last, remaining egg, I clenched my rump cheeks closed and wiggled my hips. The insane amount of lubrication that was slipping from my womb to my egg-laden birth canal was immense. Even the slightest shift in my body moved the egg around inside me, pressing its ridges and surface against every wrinkle and bulge of my G-spot inside.

Gods and skies, I loved being female. Male Gryphon drakes had an air of dominance about them, but nothing compared to the sensation of an egg slipping and sliding across one's most sensitive inner regions. A female orgasm, though harder to obtain, was far deeper, far more powerful, and far more rewarding. It was times like these were I really was glad to be female, with egg sliding in and out of me with the ease of a cock, no not included.

My flesh stretched wide and far as I thrust back against the egg, using my tail to keep it in place as my muscles contracted, constantly attempting to push it out. The repeated in-and-out motion was like the biggest cock ever being forced in and out of me. My eyes rolled back in my skull as my hops convulsed, helpign to vibrate the egg inside. As my muscles contracted and my tail held itself down on the ridge of the egg, I felt the orb slide deep into me, clacking against the exposed end of the last remaining egg deep in my womb.

The gentle impact followed by a slight grinding of eggshell on eggshell sent a gentle vibration down my spine, further pleasuring my nethers. My clit was constantly curled out in an orgasmic wink as waves of pleasure coaxed burst after burst of creamy gryph-mare cum to explode out my opening, splashing on the egg that was laying a half meter away from my hind legs.

I let out a long, shrieking howl as I pushed on the egg, tail holding it in place. The muscle pressure on its shell clamped my flesh down on it to make the subtle shifts in its movement intensify by a factor of ten. My beak gaped open and I started contracting and clenching down alternately on the egg, forcing it in and out with intense speed as my belly pulsated in and out like a heart beating.

As I was in the throes of passion, egg slipping in and out of me to force a burst of pleasure out from deep within accompanying every single muscle contraction, I heard the gentle creak of a door behind me.

I lost control for only a split second, and that let the egg slip from me and land with a dull thud beside the other. My cunt was gaped open as wide as though it still had an egg in it with the final egg resting against the inside of my cervix. A thick, gooey trail of egg laying slime was coating every wrinkle inside me, and was still attached in a bridge from my clit to the egg that was laying on the ground.

Over my shoulder, with beak and pussy still gaping, I could see the love my my life smiling at me. Leera, my earthy green serpentine mate, had her torso poking through the door with tongue flicking at me. Luckily I still had a single egg to play with. Now we got to have fun.

"'Ello Cey. Having fun without me?" She cooed at me, then began to slither towards me with her arms over her chest, smile on her face and tongue flicking intermittently. "Wonderful scent you've left."

I whimpered and trembled my lower beak. "I didn't mean to, dear...I wanted to wait, but they were comin' whether I wanted them to or not." My hind legs grew weak and my knees buckled. I spun around to meet her as her massive body pushed its way across the moss and grass covered floor towards me. Her torso remained erect, off the ground.

"No worries, dear, still got some left for me to play with?" She asked, bending over to nudge at the eggs.

I lowered my tail to cover my still-gaping slit as my canal shrunk. I didn't clench down, I wanted to feel the cool air tickling my wrinkles, but that's just what happens when you play; unless you hold yourself open, you will gradually close up again and eventually retain your natural tightness. "Uhm, yep, one more inside me." I swayed my hips back and forth to spread the scent in our home cave.

"Good. I'm glad to hear it." She was being surprisingly cold. Normally she'd cuddle and coil me, maybe even nibble at me or offer noms. But instead, she was just staring at me with arms crossed over her chest, staring down at me. This wasn't Leera. Not the Leera I knew.

"Um, dear. Are you okay?" I asked, shifting my stance until I was standing straight up on all fours, no hint of an inviting pose.

She kept her torso still as her body coiled up underneath her, tail positioning itself right by my eggs. "This won't do at all." She scolded. "You laid without me, I think I need to punish you for that."

My dour look melted into a smile. That wasn't her chastising me, that was key for 'we're about to have a lot of fun'. "Oh? I'm sorry lady Leera, I truly didn't mean to offend." I apologized, lowering my head tot he ground with paws outstretched in front of me, rump in the air and tail raised. My slit was still soaking wet with fluids as well as incredibly tender, so the position peeled the lips to the side, presumably showing a slit of deep pink.

She flicked her tongue and leaned over to pick up an egg. "Turn around." She commanded.

I did as I was told, hobbling about in a circle until my exposed nethers were aimed right up at her. I leg out a gentle whimper as I looked over my shoulder, but she snapped her fingers and pointed with dominance.

"No, look away, keep your eyes on that rock."

Again, I did as I was told. God I loved it when she played dominant with me! From my perspective, all I could see was rock, moss, and a small puddle of my fluids that I'd dripped in the aforementioned moss. I couldn't help but lick it up, slurping it back and swallowing it. It was mostly sweet with a hint of bitterness; I wasn't used to my own flavor, usually someone else cleaned me up.

I waited only a few moments with my hindquarters exposed to my serpentine mate before I felt her breath tickle my sensitive lips, which coaxed a gentle gasp from my beak. I was so eager to feel her tongue, or lips, or fingers, or hell, even that egg pressed against the underside of my tail. She knew to not keep me waiting too long or I'd jump on her.

To my delight, a moment later I felt her gentle tongue slapping between my lips, tickling at my clit before retracting into her mouth. I stifled a moan as my nethers tensed up, clit pushing out to expose itself more fully to her forked tongue, but she was done with me already.

"Hey, don't be a tease, dear." I whined, inching backward and pushing my hips over one of her coils.

I felt a powerful slap on my wet lips from clit to rump, an intense stinging shot up my spine, forcing a squeak out of me. "What did I tell you? This is punishment for your insolence!"

I was a poor submissive. I tried to play the role with her since she loved making me her gryph-bitch, but I was not exactly known for my demure demeanour. It was hard to submit to her unless she was hungry. Only then did I really want her to dominate me, wrap a coil around me, and force me into her from the other end.

Still, I tried to appease her by lowering my ears and pressing my chest against the groun. "I-I'm sorry m'lady. It won't happen again."

She nodded and gave my pussy another slap. "You're damn right it won't. Now, relax or this will hurt."

I did as I was told, tail raised and lips exposed. I was so tender that my nether lips were literally shaking in anticipation, the pulverized flesh jiggling with every motion. I felt more than a little exposed, with my most sensitive areas all juicy and aroused. Leera was okay though. Most others I wouldn't let see me like this.

There was a notable wait where nothing happened beyond the gentle exhalation of her breath on me broken up by intermittent tongue flicks before I felt the end of an egg part my lips, coaxing a gasp from my beak. I reared down on it and clamped my mouth shut as I tried my best to relax. Passing an egg from womb to birth canal in order to lay it was easy if a bit straining. Push down and the lube and endorphins do the rest. But having an egg that size pushed into you backwards, after having time to dry and solidify? That was harder.

I grunted as my body shook, quivering lips and all. I could feel my flesh spreading wide over the brim of the egg as it was pushed into me. She didn't pull back or give me time to adjust, she just kept pushing, a coil of her body pulling around to wrap around my upper thighs to keep me in place. My lower beak quivered and I began to whimper as the dry egg pushed into me; the dry surface practically absorbed what lube was clinging to my walls to make it a nearly dry insertion.

"H-hey, come on!" I protested. "Just...so dry!" I grimaced and pressed my beak to the ground, nibbling on the grass as my talons did the same. It actually kind of hurt, the stretched flesh of my pussy felt like it was burning as it was stretched, the friction intensifying as my lips opened up to swallow the thickest part of my egg.

"Be silent, burd. No more complaints." the tip of her tail pushed its way towards my face and wrapped around my beak, sealing it shut. Okay, no more complaints or speaking, apparently.

I did whimper a bit, however, as I felt her push the final bit of the thickest area of the egg into me. My flesh was stretched thin around it, pushed into my body as the dry egg tried to go deeper. Fortunately, as soon as the thickest part breached my opening, what fluids I was secreting managed to catch it around the crest and it slipped in with ease, ebon pussy lips closing around the blunt end of it. Even with her tail around my beak, I managed to let out a deep, long-winded moan as it slid through my canal to press against my cervix to clack gently against the other egg that was resting there. I clenched my legs together to apply pressure to the egg, forcing it in deeper, but it wouldn't pass through to my womb.

Leera raised her torso and pressed it down against my back, her chin on the back of my skull as she flicked her tongue at me. This kept me in place, it was an act of dominance to her, holding her bitch down. A moment later, I felt her soft-scaled fingers pressing at my slit, wiggling back and forth to soak in my fluids before she quickly and roughly forced her fist into me. She was far larger than I, and her fist was as big as my thigh, so it stretched me out very well...or it would have had my canal not just been spread open by a massive egg even bigger than her hand.

Once inside, I felt her fingers splay out to tickle my canal at all angles before she pressed her palm against the egg, pushing it in deeper. That familiar discomfort arose again, forcing a whimper and a groan as I pressed my talons over my head. She was kind enough to pull her tail from my beak so I could express my discomfort by clattering my lower jaw with my whimper.

She was a cruel mistress, though. She didn't care for my discomfort. She pulled coils of her body up around my legs and body, then gave one solid heave to force the egg to pop into my womb alongside the other egg. My legs buckled and I fell to my knees, rump resting on her body, a gentle stream of fluids dotting her deep earthy-green scales. "S-sorry, Dear." I apologized, struggling to get back to my feet.

"It's no worry, dear, but now....I think it's time to finish you off."

I looked over my shoulder with a look of fear. "W-what?" What does that mean?" I asked.

She pressed back down on me, forcing my chest and head to the ground. "You'll see." She responded with a cool whisper. Slowly, she pulled her body back over my spine, flicking her tongue to tickle my feathers and fur all the way. My wings were mostly limp, laying down against the ground as she did so.

For once, I honestly had absolutely no idea what she was planning. We'd played this before, but this is usually where she just lets me lay the eggs again and then she eats them. Simple. But apparently not this time. "Uhm, what are you doing?"

"Shh." She hissed at me, sounding angrier than I was used to hearing her, regardless of her powerful voice. She kept sliding back until her snout was down between my legs, nose pressed at my rump. She pulled her hand from my depths, leaving me feeling empty and needy, before smearing my fluids all over my lips and the inside of my rump cheeks. I could feel her place both hands on my hips with thumbs against the inside of my lips...then she tugged. She pulled me open from side to side with her digits, gaping me open wide. I could feel her warm breaths tickling me from clit to womb; he tongue slipped out and flapped up and down, slapping against roof and floor of my cavernous opening.

"H-hun, okay, this isn't normal, can you please tell me-"

She cut me off mid sentence as she basically struck at my cunt from inside! Her body tensed up and jabbed at me with the power of a snake attacking their prey, only her mouth was closed and her head was slick with fluids so it slipped through me to press her snout right up against the egg that was teasing at the rim of my womb.

I couldn't help but let out a long, wailing shriek as her head (which was about a third the size of my torso) bolted through my gaping snatch for my lips to close around her neck between chin and shoulder.

My belly was bulged out wide, my partner's entire skull lodged deep within me. It was kind of surreal, and I could feel her chin pressing down on my belly in a wide-jawed bulge. I tried to pull away, but she was larger than I was and could move with me, so I gave in and tried my best to relax, my breaths ragged and quavering as I whimpered. I just couldn't stop whimpering. It was such an intense sensation from lips to womb, rocking my body. It was a combination of pleasure and discomfort that came with any eggplay session that went this deep. I couldn't help it, I was losing control!

With her inside, wiggling her head from side to side as she pushed into me, one of her coils wrapped around my neck and body to hold me in place. I could feel her jaws open up inside me, because my flesh got sucked up into the sides of her maw as a vacuum formed. There was a sharp sensation of pain as some of my vaginal flesh caught on her teeth, which she quickly remedied by folding them tight against her gums. I silently thanked her for her consideration, then loosened up again so she could go deeper.

He snout passed through to my womb, and her open mouth wrapped around the blunt end of the egg. By the skies, was she really going to do this?!

"Leera, please...you don't have to..." I whimpered, but I stopped when I realized she couldn't hear me. I grimaced again and took in a deep, long breath as I felt her jaw moving inside me, wiggling from side to side as she gently thrust in and out of me. There was a powerful grinding sensation as her teeth dug into eggshell, a passive vibration sensation that trailed down her spine and through her body. Much as I wasn't sure this was possible, I felt the egg slip from my womb and into her maw, where she continued to suck and swallow it, her mouth closing around it to force it down her throat. As the bulge of the egg was forced down her throat, she curled her neck to the side and tensed her muscles to force the egg deeper, giving me a creeping sensation of a bulge sliding through my canal without the friction of the object slipping through my caverns. It was weird, but it was satisfying.

But she wasn't done yet. With the first egg through her throat and into her body, she continued to push until the brow of her skull was resting against my womb, and her maw was pressed against the last remaining egg deep inside me. Her motions, twists, and muscular contractions tickled me pink throughout my entire body, and it was hard not to quiver in pleasure. What was uncomfortable and frankly kind of painful only moments before was now pleasant and comfortable. What was too much was now a perfect stretch. This was nice. I loved this! Because I enjoyed it, I pushed down on her so her face may slip deeper into me, but sadly there was no more room inside me for her to go deeper; my egg was pressed against my back wall and had nowhere to go.

Once agian, I could feel her maw open up inside me, stretching me open and giving me a belly bulge as her lower jaw pushed down on my abdominal wall. I could feel, once again, as her teeth dug into the eggshell, sending shocks and gentle vibrations down her spine. Same as last, only this time I saw it coming so I clamped my pussy walls down tight around her, intensifying the sensations, my lips trembling around her scaled neck.

She tugged backwards a bit, her jawline pressed down against my birth canal, but she wasn't swallowing! I could fee her maw open inside me, wrapped around the egg, but she wasn't swallowing. Was I clamping down too hard on her? Worried, I relaxed and tried to pull off her, but she didn't swallow. Instead, she began to tug on her head and neck, slipping her scales from my confines one at a time, jaw open and filled with an egg.

She was slow at first, but once her head was inside only my pussy, snout having slipped from my womb, she sped up until her entire head popped out with a wet splash. Her skull form distended my lips for only a moment before they gave way and let her massive, gaped open maw slip from me.

Right as she escaped my confines, she reared her head back, gaped her maw open as wide as it would go, and let gravity slide the egg down her throat. I only managed to catch a glimpse of the bulge slipping down her body and my fluids dribbling down her scales before she leaned down into me, rubbing her face on my lower torso, clearing her scales from my fluids. She yawned quickly to realign her jaw that had been partially displaced inside me before rapidly pushing her body around me. Her coils slipped under my body and propped me up, part of her body pinning me against other parts of her body. Before long, I was spun around and splayed out on top of her, and she was purring!

Apparently snakes can purr!

"Well this is new!" I marvelled, nuzzling into her. She'd situated herself so that her head was on the back of my neck, and she was huggimg me. "Not very dominant of you!"

"Oh shush. I just wanted to try it." She cooed. Her coils were tight around me, splaying my wings out in the evening sun that filtered in through our window. She took only a few moments to align her body perfectly before leaning into me. "I've had a rough day, sweetie, just...enjoy this. I'm going to sleep." Just as she said 'enjoy this', I felt her tail prod at the underside of mine, forcing its way into my loose opening.

I was concentrating on the tail play as I felt her maw open to bite at me neck; a gentle nibble at first, but she slowly increased the pressure as she shifted her jaw from side to side.

I laughed and tried to push her off me, "Not today, sweetie." I denied her, but pushing a snake off you that had their teeth puncturing your feathers to snag your flesh was not easy.

Luckily, she knew when no meant no, so she pried her jaws off me and flicked her tongue, a snakey kiss on my beak. "But I'm so hungry!" She complained at me.

"I understand, let's just nap, first."

"You don't want to nap in me?"

I giggled at her and nipped her neck flesh before laying my head down on her coil. "I do, just..give me a bit to relax, your tail is..." I stopped as she flicked her tip inside me, "...distracting. Also, what did you do with my other egg? There were three, you only ate two!"

She smiled and nuzzled into my neck, tail forcing itself deeper into me until its tip curled up in my womb and her vent pushed into my slit. I could feel the gentle bulge of an egg passing through her into me. "I was creative when I was inside you. Art of misdirection, dear...now relax..."