Seventeen: Huge!

“You shouldn't be fussing me like that… I'm so huge I must be rather ugly and look like I'm going to pop!" Spike rumbled one afternoon, relaxing their giant, swollen belly upon the cool tiles of the room floor whilst Deathwing had strolled to his side and brought his muzzle to Spike's neck. He'd been licking and nibbling at Spike's neck and couldn't help but let his phallus slid out and rub at Spike's rump. He was rumbling lovingly; the youngsters were all out on training sessions because Comet Chaser had thought to teach them a few things each day to try and keep Cheetah out of the way of a certain someone. Spike did not know what had happened but he found Cheetah and Slash were not talking to him at all and well, he expected it. Wildfang was the only one that was still acting like usual and always came in for a cuddle, showing excitement about the new baby and Jackal wanted to be excited but at the same time, he was worried about upsetting Cheetah.

Scorch was divided on his opinion, he loved his mummy and he loved babies and he liked Deathwing a lot, but he still felt confused because he thought their father would return. He tried to just do what he was told and often that meant following Slash around and using his muscles. He was getting friendly with a few of the other dragons too and Spike had not hard feeling son his babies making friends of others and hanging out more… as long as they were careful! But to hear some of the rumours, apparently since Boulder had passed Slash was starting to mix with the wrong sort of dragons and there was a reputation of his… stamina… that made Spike worried.

“You're beautiful… attractive whatever state you're in and right now I happen to think you're incredibly arousing. Sorry I'm out already… can't help myself." Deathwing rumbled softly, he was so huge that he only needed to put his forelegs either side of Spike's belly and he completely covered him. They'd perfected an art of pairing now that involved him squatting about Spike and then pushing up into him… they'd been enjoying the desires wanted in pregnancy and well, even bloated and looking about to pop, the fact Spike was still probably wanting attention kept Deathwing aroused nearly every moment they were alone together. “I don't know what it's going to be like once you've laid the eggs but I'm almost worried we're going to be having more straightaway…"

“Oh no… you're not turning me into a breeder, uh-uh." Spike teased, rolling suddenly onto his back, which was a bit of an awkward feat and certainly made him puff uncomfortably. Deathwing then lay down, his cock rubbing on the cool floor and then retracting whilst his tongue glazed over Spike's rotund yellow belly. It was certainly different form every other pregnancy he'd had thus far, closest to Slash and Scorch's and well, Spike was of the thought that he perhaps had a set of triplets inside with how huge he had become. Deathwing didn't mind, he'd come up with a selection of gloomy, dark names that made Spike snort every time he heard them as Spike rumbled. “What was the last name you were deciding upon."

“Doomwing… maybe instead just Doom but the Wing thing is very common amongst us fliers. Maybe Doomspike though… start something new?" Deathwing rumbled and Spike found his face rippling into a ridiculous grin as he tried very hard not to laugh on that one. Of course that was what Deathwing would come up with, some silly but he seemed intent on Doom for the time being. Doomwing or Doomspike was ridiculous though and Spike's tail clapped gently at Deathwing's side as he continued to lick the yellow belly and then rubbed his nose against it. “How many do you think? Can you feel how many? I mean… can you guess?"

“I've produced twins most regularly so my assumption is that there is at least two in there. But who can tell… I wouldn't be surprised if there's more but if there are then they're exceptionally tightly packed. At times it feels like there's just one monster in there." Spike stated with a soft grunt of frustration, stroking at his big belly and then rubbing his paw against Deathwing's nose. He gave a soft vent of pleasure as he lounged back and then gave a soft groan of frustration. He had never been this huge before, he could see the edge of his belly scales stretching and looking like he might get popped open. He'd never been so pregnant he looked like he had seams about to burst! He gave a groan as he stroked at the edges and then Deathwing noticed and licked at them softly as Spike whined. “How am I going to get my good looks back after this one? I'm going to have wounds on my sides… stretchmarks! Urgh! I couldn't stand having stretchmarks!"

“Heh… well who knows, once you get them one time you're unlikely to get them a second time…" Deathwing teased, only to have his throat gently kicked as Spike gave a soft snort and then rolled onto his side. He stretched a paw out, looking for some oils that had anti-inflammatory additives to make himself more comfortable. DW noticed and smirked as he hooked it up for him and then gently began to pour int onto Spike's side and then his back. He then thought to gently massage the oil into the scales as Spike gave a soft groan of pleasure as he was being fussed and then gently, Deathwing began to kiss around Spike's ears and cheeks. “I love you… I love the baby… I love your other babies… I'm going to keep loving you forever…"

“Urgh… I always arrive in time for your sickening displays…" Comet Chaser had come to the room, stepping through the doors with the youngsters in tow from their recent lessons and he gave a groan of disbelief. His sudden groan of dismay was enough for the other kids to laugh before he then strolled right over. He might fuss about everything going on around these two and he might constantly make a point of how much he hated their affections; Comet couldn't help but stick around when he thought he had a chance with Spike… he would always think that. Until he got rid of Deathwing though he'd have to hold back all the time and just remain sulky that he couldn't get what he wanted… Spike's total attention. He hated to think he cared but this dragon so much but… he really did prefer him above every other dragon he knew. “Right… they've been doing well with their behaviour although I have a few complaints. Slash I caught in a certain someone's room and you need to have a talk with him about it… and maybe give him a proper health check because I'm concerned."

“I haven't got 'the Itch', I'm just having an awkward shedding moment and Scorch is the one who flops on me to sleep at night so if anyone's got something then he'd picked something up not me!" Slash growled angrily, only to uncontrollably itch at his belly scales. Spike could see that his eldest had a red groin that screamed he needed to get it checked out; to be fair Spike was quite sure it was the so-called 'Itch' that dragons got when they got a little too frisky in all the parts and didn't get regular parasite control. It could happen to anyone as it did pass in bedding and watching it, Spike shook his head gently as Scorch then gave a grunt.

“I got real itchy Ma… can I have some cream? Shard said its easy to fix with cream!" Scorch stated with a miserable expression upon his face as he shuffled over to his mother's side. He nuzzled at Spike who grasped his cheeks, licked his nose and then beckoned him to show the itchy looking scales on his back legs and belly. Scorch rolled around the floor to look at and then gave a grunt as Spike hummed over and over before the turning towards Wildfang who was grinning in amusement as she was watching it all unfold.

“Be useful and not wicked Wildfang… fetch the creams from my office, you know what ones and where they are… you delivered them to enough of your friends. Also Scorch don't scratch it only gets worse… so, the lot of us are going to be having a load of cream smothering us and our bedding completely boiled and scrubbed. Jackal go and fetch the cleaning squad to sterilise the room for us." Spike called out, wagging a paw in disbelief whilst Slash remained with his head up in the air and scowling. He clearly did not want to be told anything by his mother, he didn't want to think that the pink dragoness he was hanging around might be hanging around with more dragons than him. Spike didn't mind Scorch having relationship but he gave a warning growl all the same. “Scorch you need to be more careful with yourself and take good care of your health. I agree you are old enough like the rest of you are to have relationships… Wildfang aside because she ISN'T old enough… but it doesn't mean you should skip on personal care or the care of your partners. You also should be very careful… pregnancy is a risk for all of you!"

“Mum…" Cheetah sneered, but she was sitting back with her shoulders hunched and looking uncomfortable. Comet was quite aware she was thinking about Smog and certainly didn't want to tell her mother what she'd been caught doing or rather… what Smog had been doing. Comet wished he could open his mouth right now and let Spike know but, it would only hurt Cheetah more. All the same he turned to Scorch and tapped his shoulder with a grunt.

“Fine, to make things easier for all of you… I'll make a note with Tyrant that there could be a mite infestation on the ship so we need to do a full scrub down of the ship and everyone needs to be coated. That's how this will work and then everyone gets covered and no one is singled out." Comet stated and the youngsters were all nodding their heads in appreciation and delight, they were very thankful for it and Spike turned towards Comet with a knowing smile. Comet tried to look proud until he noticed the way that Deathwing was also looking thankfully towards him… he hated it. “Look… if you weren't so busy fussing about another baby, you should have spotted this and talked to them all before things got out of hand. Anyway… I'm leaving now."

“Thank you, sir." Deathwing almost laughed, quite sure now that the reason Comet Chaser got so sulky and got so interested was because he wanted Spike. All the same he really did appreciate the things the dragon did for the rest of them, but he was curious all the same about it why he put so much effort into it. However, Comet left and then Deathwing gave a snort as he turned to look towards them all just as Wildfang came in with the cream and was told they were all going to wear it. Deathwing though assumed he needed the chance to assert his authority around the youngsters and discuss relationships as he straightened up. “Now you lot… you need to know straight up that Spike and I want to know about your relationships, who you're with and the kind of trouble you could be in. Not all the dragons in this group are quite as trustworthy as you think and being younger than all the others around here, you're still much more naïve about the world and might not know when you're being taken advantage of."

“Dad used to let us hang out with whomever he wanted… especially Smog… he was daddy's best friend so he's probably safer to hang around than you!" Cheetah sneered, curling her lips and then turning as if she were about to walk off and leave. Deathwing though was not afraid of such a thing and so he stepped across to block the door and Cheetah growled, tensing her muscles and looking as if she might be about to launch up and attack him. Deathwing though was not scared and just swung his huge wing out to make a point that none of them were going to be leaving right now. It was enough to make Cheetah sneer and then Wildfang suddenly coated her in the cream as if it were to cool her down and Cheetah gave a shriek. “OH MY GOD!"

“You looked like you might need it, I hear Smog gets a lot of tiches!" Wildfang stuck her tongue out wickedly and yet Cheetah spun around as if to leap on her and fight. However, Wildfang covered her body rather liberally in the cream, just to make the point she was as willing as everyone else to cover themselves in the cream. Jackal the followed suit, knowing if he did something it would soothe Cheetah down and she sat herself down with a sneer whilst Wildfang turned towards her mother and Deathwing with a soft snort. “I dunno… I kinda want to roll around with anyone up for it but if we're talking committed relationships… I don't think I want that."

“That's not exactly a good way to be either… Wildfang… but I supposed as long as you maintained good friends, consent and make sure they are aware of the situation and your desires, I suppose it doesn't really do any damage." Spike began, but he gave a sudden slow wheeze and began to pant slightly, swatting his paws in front of his face and looking as if he were over-heating. It was rather obvious that he was a bit too warm at the moment and so Jackal rolled the cream over and started to put it on his mother as Spike gave a soft sigh. “Thank you sweetie… but what about you and Scorch, huh?"

“I don't know ma… I like dragons but I don't want to be with anyone just yet. I'm still a baby." Jackal began, although was stroking the cream onto Spike's huge swollen belly and then was grinning. He patted and whispered to the babies inside, insisting they were of course going to be the babies when they turned up. It was as wholesome and cute as Jackal always was and they were all cooing and smiling in utter delight to hear it. Even Cheetah had to give a snort over the fact that her twin brother was always so cute. Wildfang though stuck out her tongue, making the point that she was actually younger than him.

“I think I like someone but… but I dunno if they like me and… and I've gotta grow up more and be stronger! I gotta be good and show I can take on anything, otherwise I couldn't be a good mate." Scorch began and it made Spike coo in delight, startled by the fact that Scorch sounded so much like his father was adorable. Even the others could sense it and it made Spike feel so happy to hear that one of their sons had inherited all the best parts of his father. However it meant all heads turned back towards Slash expectantly, hoping he would have something more to say on the matter, something that would be useful or at least make it obvious he understood what was happening and yet he gave a firm snort and threw his head upwards.

“I'm not telling you anything… I'm an adult now and I can have adult relationships with any dragon I want. If I get hurt that's my prerogative, not yours!" Slash snarled angrily, snapping his teeth loudly and then glowering towards his mother with a face that screamed he was willing to fight if he had to. Even Cheetah grimaced at his attitude but Deathwing gave a soft vent and pulled his wing back, he was not going to try and force Slash to speak when he clearly did not want to. Slash was surprised that they did not want to push him for this, but then he noticed something horrible and he gave a yelp. “MAMA! You're bleeding!"

It was enough that all of them turned to look and Spike was already panting and heaving, Deathwing couldn't believe he hadn't realised it before and seeing the blood he was immediately panicked. His reaction was to leap out of the room and gallop off, hurrying to try and get the other medical dragons to help them out. The youngsters were gripped with fear, hurrying around their mother and whimpering as each of them clasped a paw as Spike began to groan and whine and then bellow. The bellowing was agonising and horrible, the youngsters were crying and none were willing to look at what was happening down below. However, they could see the way that Spike's belly was rising and falling and something was indeed happening.

Comet Chaser had thought he'd been comfortable leaving them, of course he never was truly comfortable because he hated Deathwing and hated more the fact he hadn't been able to claim Spike like he wanted. He'd found himself leaving them but then deciding to take on patrol and checks of the ship and all on the same floor as them. He'd started his third circuit when he'd heard the sound of someone rushing and then as he'd approached, he'd heard the hideous bellowing. Immediately all his senses were on fire, he rushed to the door, assuming Deathwing might be trying to kill Spike and yet as he got to the door, he was greeted by the most stunning sight of his life.

Considering how many times he'd witnessed Spike laying eggs, he'd never thought to see Spike lay an egg that was about the same size as the dragon's belly. Comet had leapt in and been staring right at the blood active end to see the scales and flesh ripping, the way it looked like Spike's pussy was being stretched out to burst and a massive egg about the size of the red dragon was making its way out. Comet was staring for a while in confusion before then bounding to the side cupboards and then yanked one of the shelves open to find some lubricant. He then hurried over and brought it to the edges of Spike's pussy and began to squeeze it in.

He carefully rubbed the edges, slipping the lubricant in as Spike was still bellowing and lost to the motions. Comet continued to add the lubricant as the youngsters just watched in horror as the sharp tip of the egg emerged and then, then it seemed to be going to the widest point. Comet was stuffing in the lubricant, slipping his digits around the split skin and the lips of the pussy and letting them slip just a little more around the giant black egg. It was streaked in blood and Comet had a horrible feeling that this was going to be the very last egg that Spike would ever have and for that… for that he'd find some way of killing Deathwing for sure! But steadily, the egg was coming out and finally the egg's widest point was passing and Comet squirted the very last globs of lubricant onto it.

Spike gave a suddenly sucking of air and the skin and muscles seemed to tighten and pull back. As the red dragon then released his breath and his muscles, Comet was winded as the remainder of the egg popped right out and into him, knocking him right down as he gave a groan and then Spike gave a sigh of utter satisfaction whilst Comet stared at the giant black egg in disbelief.

“It's… HUGE!"