profit came from it.”
Ann watched the screen and the writhing form of the snake as it pulled against its restraints. The muscles rippled and even as she watched a clear viscous wetness
started to leak from the tender vent and trickle down along the pale belly scales. The sight of her cheating ex bound and ready to forcibly birth eggs made her lick
her lips and her heart beat faster. Would other people react like this? Would they want to see animals as they mated? She already recorded most of what was going on in
the lab would it be that much of a stretch to put them on the internet? She pulled her lower lip in and bit lightly on it as she watched the screen.
“I think we can come to an understanding.” She said finally, she couldn’t stop her voice from taking on a husky edge.
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Greg twisted on the table against the restraints. She started to thrash so hard that she felt Terry’s hands hold down against her and the soft murmuring noises as if
wanting to sooth her. Instead it was nothing more than an added humiliation to her ordeal. Her stomach started to cramp down as muscles she had never possessed before
tightened and flexed. Her tail started to lash back and forth and she became aware of the added weight to her midsection. Over the last few moments she’d felt herself
growing more and more swollen. Even if she had been free of the restraints, she didn’t think she could actually get away.
Greg’s body twisted as another spasm ran through her and what thoughts she had formed against Terry were washed away with the feel of things shifting inside of her.
Things that had no right to belong inside of her body! This couldn’t be happening! So achingly full. Her body felt swollen and pressure built deep inside of her, as if
a flood gate waited to be cast open to allow her relief. She was so close to her own vent that she could see the wetness starting to escape her. Her scales parted and
started to bare soft pink flesh they protected, the slick trail ran down towards the edge of the table. She could feel something shoving right up against a barrier
inside of her and she hissed out in discomfort. Her eyes ached to cry, she’d been turned into a voiceless creature of the wild.
Terry at least remained quiet while she struggled with the pressure that built up inside of her. She lowered her head and tried to move it enough to one side so she
didn’t have to watch, but the restraints gave her no such relief from her punishment. She watched as her swollen scaled body started to shift when the muscles closed
down hard enough to let her feel each and every egg that was held inside of her. The contractions rippled down her passage so that her outer folds flexed and she
started to clench down tighter instinctively. The muscle spasms moved and shifted her burden until they started to push forward against the ring of muscle that held
them inside of her. She wanted to deny it, to stop it! She wasn’t going to lay eggs, not like some common animal!
Her jaws gaped open and she felt one hard edged orb push itself against her cervix and her own body clenched down until the pressure reached a crescendo. It pushed and
wedged open the ring of muscle, puckering it outwards so that there was a moment of splitting pain that ran through her. Panic! Nothing but panic attacked her mind!
She was never meant to be spread like this! She clenched her walls down and pulled around the orb as it inched its way into the softer and more pliable channel of her
body. A ripple ran down her spine as she imagined she could hear the popping sound of it being pushed free and felt it gripped in her passage. It was rough edged, but
it wasn’t completely hard, it was almost leathery as she could feel her own spasms making it thin down.
The changed former man struggled and forgot even that the camera watched her as the contractions pulled and stroked around the egg. Drawing it down from her body as
she intimately felt each curve and roughened texture of its shell inside of her. As it pushed along her passage she saw her passage start to strain open wider and she
saw her passage start to gape lewdly open. It was like nothing she’d ever seen or experienced. The stretched walls clenched and forced the orb further, inch by slow
inch was being shoved closer to her opening. Jerked her head back in terror as burning pain ran through her body, it made her want to sob out and scream for it to
stop. It was nothing like she’d experienced before and she saw the pale white egg crown from between her folds.
The sight of the egg was like a slap in the face for Greg. It made what had happened somehow real, somehow she realized that this was actually happening. Clear spills
of viscous wetness leaked out around the edges of the egg as she gave a final shove and it spilled free over her tail. Her passage still gaped open wide from its
passage and she saw the egg drop down with one side slightly flattened under its own weight. It was nothing like a chicken egg; it almost looked leathery instead of
firm. Before Greg could do more than wonder at the sight of it before it was removed. The intern’s hand came into view, wrapped up in a white glove as he carefully
picked the orb up and took it away.
“Good girl, just a few more. Are you getting this, Ann?” He called out a little louder and a voice she hadn’t expected came. His ex’s voice was crackly from the
speaker phone.
“Yes I did! Fantastic! Keep the camera on her okay? I’m going to go to bed soon, but I want to watch the whole process.”
Greg wanted to bury himself in a hole at hearing that slightly breathy voice commenting about wanting to see everything. Whatever she wanted to say was driven away
from her when her body went back to doing exactly as it wanted to do. She worked her internal muscles in ways she had never thought to experience. The push of painful
pressure when the egg jammed against her cervix before it yawned the dilated ring open to its widest point. Her muscles and body knew what to do even if she was awash
with the very wrongness of the act. She wasn’t supposed to have this happen. She was male! She wasn’t female and most certainly not a real snake!
She could feel herself pulling and squeezing around the ovoid and her tail began to thrash back and forth against the restraints. It slapped against the ground roughly
as she tried to arch herself up away from the table she was bound too. The movements helped coax the egg along her passage as it grew more lubricated to help the
passage of the orb. The wetness spilled out along either side of her tail before it started to push down along her passage. Each clench of her muscles was another
torment as her entire body was racked with pain from trying to expel the foreign object. Some of it ended up splattered right along the edges of her muzzle.
The egg stretched her outer folds and she wanted to let out a cry, the rough shell scraped against places that made her want to writhe with pleasure as well as pain.
Her folds spread obscenely open just in front of her as her jaws spread wide to expel the second egg from her. This time instead of falling to the ground Terry’s hands
came down to catch the egg as it pushed free of her. Her lower body flashed dark red colors of her abused stretched flesh and already she felt her inner barrier being
assaulted with another egg. Her muscles clenched down while her spine bowed and she wanted with all her heart a voice with which to scream out her pain.
“Very good, Terry. I think she has a nice sized clutch in her. She may be in labor most of the night. Do you mind staying up with her? I don’t want to risk the first
eggs.” Ann’s voice came from the speaker phone like a slap to the face.
“I don’t mind, she’ll be in good hands here I promise. I’ll have the eggs in a heater for you to inspect in the morning.”
Greg felt despair boil up inside of her as another egg pushed into her channel and she began to force it outwards. She already felt her body strained and burning with
the very wrongness of the act of birthing eggs. And if what Ann had said was true, she was only just starting. Another slick rush of lubricant from her body hit
against her muzzle and clung against her jaws as she starts to ripple her muscles and edge the third egg from her body. Her eyes even caught the sight of it traveling
along the short passage that lead to her abused and sore sex. How many were in a clutch? Six? A dozen? She didn’t want to know, she didn’t want to know, but she was
going to find out.
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Ann watched the screen with her lips half parted and her body stretched out on the couch. The close up view left nothing to the imagination as the walls spread open
around the first egg. She was at home, no one was there to watch her, no one there to judge her. She had her hands just between her thighs and didn’t think about how
Greg used to make her feel. Didn’t think about what he used to do with her in the bedroom. Her eyes lidded as she watched to torment on the reptilian face as the egg
was expelled from the body. Her fingers found her clit and she started to roll her fingers around in circles until she arched up against the chair.
She bit her lower lip to stifle a soft noise as the screen blurred when her eyes unfocused. Her mind traveled from the sigh of the eggs to the sight of the bound snake
being taken by the pair of males. She thought of the brutal strokes that had implanted the eggs inside of her body. Some part of her she hadn’t even knew existed
blossomed until she knew she’d put Greg through it again. When she’d rested from laying this clutch she’d introduce him perhaps to another change. Or perhaps just more
male snakes so that the eggs could be carefully transported to other parts of the country to increase the population of the species.
Then again perhaps she wouldn’t. How many other people might deserve the same fate? Intelligent breeding animals that could be experimented on without worry that
they’d be damaged or she’d risk the already small population in the world. Her finger slipped between her folds as she let out a low cry of pleasure while her thoughts
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