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Light was scarce in the forest as the sun began to set. In their nest, Natasha the Tarbosaurus and her mate, Hiro, were sleeping after a successful hunt earlier that day and a long laying of their eggs shortly after. Worn out and comfortable at each other's side, the two might as well have been dead to the world; a rather unfortunate fact for their eggs.

With only the sound of light footsteps marking his arrival, a curious and rather fat Citipati neared the Tarbosaurus nest. Bobbing his head lightly like a bird, he watched the resting parents for some time, hidden by trees and darkness. The smell of freshly laid eggs drew him to the nest from his nearby home, and though predators rarely sought him out, he kept alert in the event one decided to change its mind or a parent decided to wake up.

After a time of watching the sleeping parents, he slipped out from behind a tree into the clearing, moving slowly to the eggs they slumbered beside. Drawing close, he smelled the tasty eggs as drool filled his mouth. The scent of their mother's womb and cloaca was still fresh on them, and he could just make out the dried fluids from their birth still stuck to their shells. He felt rather warm at the naughty thought of where the eggs had been, but shook it away; lunch was the only thing he wanted on his mind. Licking his beak, he lightly stepped into the nest.

Being a smaller dinosaur, his steps were relatively silent, but Tarbosaurus were notorious for their acute hearing, as well as smell. The scent of fear alone could wake them up if he wasn't careful. Reaching out, he nearly fainted as the massive mother dinosaur adjusted herself, yawning with eyes just barely open, but calmed as he watched her sink back to the ground. He remained still until he heard her snore softly. With a soft sigh, he placed his clawed hands onto one of the large eggs. He felt the egg's smooth yet textured shell with a coy smile before frowning as he attempted to lift it up. The egg was heavier than he accounted for. Looking the eggs over one more time, he realized these eggs were quite a bit larger than any he had eaten before, and Tarbosaurus eggs weren't exactly new to his diet. With a shrug, he gave it his all and lifted one of the eggs up, holding it close to his fat belly before quietly walking out of the nest and making his way back to the forest. The parents still asleep, he couldn't help but revel in what he had just accomplished.

After carrying the egg for nearly ten minutes, the weight of it began to take its toll on him and he was forced to stop. Catching his breath, he couldn't help but marvel at the eggs size and smell. Leaning in, he placed his hands once more upon its surface to touch it, almost intimately. Sliding his hands over the surface, he used his claws to lightly tap and scratch at it, listening to the rather comforting clicks and scrapes. Dropping his head to it, he inhaled deeply before sticking out his tongue and dragging it across the surface, savoring the salty, musky flavor of the dried fluids. He imagined what it would be like to taste the same fluids from their source, but once again shook the thought free.

After pulling his beak away from the ivory shell, he considered picking the egg back up and walking back to the safety of his den, but gluttony and laziness were already starting to take grip of his mind. Looking around and smelling only the egg in the air, he nervously shrugged. "I suppose if I'm quick about it, I could eat the egg here and just head home after." Using his tongue to lick the bony protrusions on the roof of his mouth, he dropped his head once more. Opening his beak wide, he set the bony bits right onto the shell and clamped down, cracking its surface rather easily and lapping at the now leaking fluid from within.

At the nest, Natasha rolled over once more before stretching her neck out. Yawning, she opened her eyes to look at her nest before going back to sleep. With a soft nod, everything seemed fine. Four eggs safe in their nest. She set her head back down on the ground and was fully set on going back to sleep, when she suddenly remembered she had laid five eggs. Jerking her head from the ground and looking back at the nest, she counted the eggs once more. Four eggs. Panicking, she jumped to her feet and shook her mate awake. "Hiro, we're missing an egg!"

Jerking awake at the statement, he too counted the eggs before getting up. "What the hell?! Where is it?"

The two parents looked around the nest, hoping it had just rolled out or something, before smelling something nearby. Natasha dropped her snout to the ground beside the nest, sniffing what appeared to be a tiny footprint in the dirt. Someone had stolen her egg. Growling deep in her throat, she lifted her head. "Stay here. I'm going to look for the egg."

Hiro seemed ready to rebel, offering to go in her place, but a snap of her jaws and a hearty growl changed his mind.

Without another word, Natasha tracked the scent of the thief.

After several minutes of tracking, Natasha began to regret her decision of not letting Hiro do so. Her mind was in a daze and her body weak. Though a few hours had passed since laying her eggs, both the shock of the situation and earlier birth were affecting her body negatively. With a tired mind, she practically stumbled through the forest, but dared not give up. Any delay could mean death for her baby.

Growing more and more tired with each step; she was relieved to smell the thief nearby. Turning her head to hear the area better, she listened. The sound of eating made her heart sink to her feet. Following it, she saw a small Citipati, standing next to a large egg and slurping out its contents, taking a bite of shell with his beak every now and again.

The sight made Natasha's belly turn in disgust and her eyes spill over with quiet tears. Sneering softly, she considered jumping out and murdering him right on the spot, but her jumbled brain had other plans. In a moment, she felt cruelty begin to grip her aching heart, and her angry sneer became a twisted grin. Lost to rage and emotion, her normally relaxed personality and new motherly urges took a back seat for the moment. Slowly, she stepped towards him.

Lifting his head from the inside of the shell and swallowing down a beakful of egg, his heart sank as he saw a massive female predator standing in front of him, looking down at him with glazed over eyes and a sick grin, her jaws dripping with saliva.

The Citipati let go of the egg and took a step back, but Natasha only took a step forward. "Oh, don't leave." She said with a bitter sweet tone. "I insist." Just as he turned to run, she rushed forward and blocked his path with her thick tail. Trapped by her body and curved tail, he turned to face the angry mother. He seemed to try and mouth something, but no words came out. "That's a nice egg you have there. I bet an egg that size would make quiet the meal for a pudgy runt like you."

The Citipati watched as she craned her neck over the egg to look down into it. He thought he saw her gag a moment at the sight of the mangled fetus and half empty shell.

She looked back up at him and gave a toothy grin. "I bet you're still hungry, aren't you?"

The Citipati shook his head. "N-no, I'm fine."

"Please." She used a foot to push the egg towards him. "I insist." She stared at the cowering Oviraptorid for a long moment before growling in her throat. "Eat the fucking egg."

Her sudden change in tone made him jump. After recovering, he nodded. He was ready to lean down and start eating from the egg once more, but she stopped him.

"No no, not like that." She lifted her foot over the egg and used a toe to knock him onto his rump. "Look up at me and open wide." The Citipati seemed very confused, but obeyed. Lifting his long neck to look up at her, he opened his beak wide. "Very good. Now, hold still."

Dropping her head, she opened her mouth and gently took the egg in her jaws, making sure not to crush it. Lifting her head back up, she set the bottom of the egg into the Citipati's mouth. The feathered dinosaur seemed very confused at first, for the egg wouldn't just fit unless his mouth could open wider, but in a moment that very thing became reality. Pushing down on the egg, Natasha forced his mouth open to fit around it, watching him struggle and attempt to scream, only to have it muffled by his full mouth. Once his jaw was knocked out of place by the weight of her pushing and it reached his stretchy throat, the egg began to slide down rather easily. She watched as his throat bulged around it, tight around the fragile shell yet not shattering it, and then smiled a little as it began to drop into his fat belly, making him swell up and tighten.

After a couple minutes, the egg was fully in his belly and out of sight. The Citipati cried as he used his hands to force his jaw back into place as best as possible before placing them on his swollen belly, feeling the fragile egg within. He gagged a moment, feeling as if he needed to throw up, but the egg made it impossible. He felt he could probably digest it, given enough time, but he feared time was something he didn't have at all.

"There." The mother mocked a comforting tone. "I bet you're nice and full now, aren't you?" The Citipati nodded through tears. "How about I check, just to make sure." The Citipati's eyes widened in confusion and horror as he wondered what that possibly meant. Lifting her foot from the ground, she knocked him over once more, rolling him onto his side. He watched as she flexed her muscled toes before she placed the soft pads of her feet on his belly. Gently, she began to rub his feathered tummy, something that made him sigh, both from relief and the pleasant feeling. "Yes, you feel very full. That's good." She watched as he closed his eyes, seemingly from the feeling of her soft foot on his side, before she gripped him with her sharp claws and pushed down on his belly. The Citipati screeched and a sickening pop could be heard as the egg burst inside him, tearing his stomach. Once again the tears fell from his eyes as he coughed up blood and bile.

Lifting her foot from his body, she felt a sense of joy watching him squirm. His fat belly was now partially deformed from what she had done, and she couldn't help but smile. Wanting to continue playing with him, she forced a frown. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm a little clumsy right now. You see, I just laid a clutch of eggs not too long ago." She leaned in and sniffed his face. "Though I'm sure you're aware of that."

The Citipati dropped his head to the ground and groaned. "P-please..."

"Please?" Natasha seemed to enjoy playing dumb. "Oh, you must want me to put you out of your misery, right?" She was honestly rather surprised to see him nod, but she didn't blame him. He was dying, after all. "Well, alright, if you say so." She lifted her foot once more to crush him, but he shook his head. "But you just said..."

He looked up at her with pleading eyes. The look alone made the reality of the situation come back to the front of her mind. Looking at her foot and then back at him, she began to feel sorry for him. He was just doing what nature required of him, and she had always made her prey know that is why she killed them. The hypocrisy of her actions brought tears to her eyes. Though scared and sad, the Citipati didn't seem angry with her, he simply looked at her with a pleading gaze. "E-eat me."

"Eat you?" Natasha found his request strange, but didn't question it. She couldn't help but bite her lip, unsure of what to do. Carnivores normally weren't on her diet, but more than that, she had just forced him to eat her egg, and thus, she would be devouring her own offspring. Looking back at his pleading eyes, she couldn't help but nod. "Yes. I'll eat you." Leaning down, she took his long tail into her mouth and lifted him from the ground. He yelped at first, but with a flick of her head, she tossed him up and let him land in her soft mouth. He rested gently on her soft tongue for a moment, his body limp and dying. Closing his eyes, he seemingly snuggled close to her fleshy muscle. She let him get comfortable for a moment before she lifted her head and let him slide to the back of her throat. Feeling his tail slip on in, she swallowed.

Like all meals, she enjoyed the way he made her throat bulge before sliding downward into her vast belly. With a content sigh, she felt him splash down into the juices of her stomach. She moved her tail to rub her round middle as she felt him move, as if to get comfortable. He seemed to move around inside her for some time before finally going still. She felt his soft breathing for only a moment after that before stopping. Lowering her head, she sighed sadly. That had been a rather taxing ordeal.

Natasha returned to her nest with a heavy heart. Hiro noticed the subtle bulge in her belly right away, and without words, he figured she had eaten the thief, and with no egg, he guessed its fate as well. Silently, the two returned to their nest and snuggled close. As Natasha slipped to sleep, Hiro watched the nest, making sure no other pest came to steal their hard earned clutch.