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Febii cried out in pleasure as she felt the king's cock slide into her, her hands idly grasping at the pillows and bed sheets. Her flesh stretched and distended to accommodate him and she didn't feel the slightest hint of pain, but as she looked down she worried that something had to have been broken or torn. His cock was literally as big around as her lower leg at its thickest part, and it filled her with ease! His throbbing, twitching member pressed out against her taut flesh, each ridge and bump caressing her walls and tugging ever so gently against her folds from within.

She was lucky that he paused a moment upon entering her. Had he decided to start thrusting like most males would, she felt like he would literally ruin her for everyone else. She'd never seen a male so thick, relative to their size; sure, she had fooled around with dragons that were gifted with cocks the size of her torso, but this was different.

Amidst her swirling memories and lust-addled desires, she unconsciously pulled her ankles from his hands to wrap her legs around his waist, pulling him in tighter, closer, and deeper. "Hhhnnnnngph!" She moaned into her pillow as more of his length disappeared into her, the relative tightness of her lips closing around the slightly thinner base, practically sucking him in.

The king leaned down over her with his hand on the pillow next to her head; his amber eyes stared into hers as he gape-grinned. "Someone's a little needy, isn't she?" Upon ending his inquiry, he bucked gently into her with enough force to shuffle her a few centimeters across the bed.

All she could do was bite her lip and nod as she pressed a single hand to her belly. Inside and through her abdominal wall she could feel his member pushing up against her palm just above her pelvic region. Her toes curled in delight as she slipped two fingers down to lightly play with herself, amplifying her external pleasure as his immense member massaged her and pleasured her internally.

He shifted back in, waggling his hips to genltly inch his member as deep into her as it would go, before tensing up and pulling out. The accentuated under-cock scales seemed to tug on her flesh a bit as the nubs and scales on the top of his member glided over her G-spot, each ridge and bump bursting from her distended lips with a juicy pop. After a brisk moment of this slow but gradual withdrawal, a lurch left him with only his head still inside her.

Just as he was about to push back in, Febii stopped him.

"Everything alright?" He asked with a look of concern on his face. His ears drooped, worried.

She gently nodded her head. "Y-yeah, it feels wonderful but...give me a moment, will you?" She pushed against his belly with one hand as she tugged on her inner thigh flesh with the other. When he pulled out, he did so with a guttural pop as he left her cavernous pussy gaping from lips to cervix, the warm air of the King's chambers tickling her heaving walls. Curious, she slid her entire hand in herself to the wrist, only to have her flesh collapse and squeeze her tight, holding her appendage in place. It was like she'd fully tightened back up again in the absence of his cock!

Within seconds she'd found the causal link between her unnaturally malleable and stretchy flesh and King Vaulix's cock. She noticed, upon his first rubbing against her, that the teal mist of ademane could be seen and felt in her loins, a telltale sign that he was using a form of magic on her. This magic must have been what aided her body in so easily taking all he had to offer. This excited her, because now she wanted to see what else he could do.

Upon having this revelation, she pulled her fist from her pussy, giving one messy rub to her clit before looking back up at Vaulix. "Please fill me, my king!" She winked at him and bit her lip, arching her back to lean into him.

He grabbed his member and aimed the tip at her now-swollen lips as another wisp of magic slithered out of his flesh and into hers. Then, just like before, he leaned into her with one powerful hip thrust to plunge his member into her pussy, the girth of it plowing through her until that bulbous tip was pressed tight to her cervix. "There we go. Comfortable?"

She nodded and kept her lip curled under her teeth. "Mmmhmm." She grunted as she bucked her hips up into him, grinding and gyrating as she tried her best to squeeze and force him in deeper, her muscles clenching down around the base while tugging on the bulge in the middle. "If you're certain that you won't hurt me, I'd love to see how rough you can get."

With a nod, he lowered his body until his fluffy chest touched hers, the feathers tickling her breasts. He leaned in and nuzzled into her neck before biting down and using that as leverage to gently wave and undulate his spine, each motion ending with a deep and sensual thrust. His girth tugged and pushed into her, the nubs on the top growing firm to slide up and down her flesh while the scutes along the bottom lightly caught at her skin and pulled gently.

Febii shuddered in delight, loins quivering as she matched and opposed his motions. She curled her lip a bit as she closed her eye and focused on the sensations of his member shifting in and out of her, the gentle tug of his bulge sliding through and past her tight opening to expand in her depths. She could feel his warmth pressing against her as he kept at her pelvic clenches. She wanted to feel his seed burst into her, filling her depths with its messy concoction. A clutch in the name of the king.

Little did she know that she was going to be getting so much more than that. His beak was still clamped down hard on her shoulder as he picked up his pace, the in and out thrusting of his tapered member sliding with just the right friction against her pussy walls to make her lose a sense of self. The pleasure of his girth was incomparable, a perfect girth for a size queen without any of the pesky complications like 'incompatible genital sizes' or 'potential tearing'. As long as he had the magic of his member coursing into her, she could take it all.

And take it all she did. After he offered another push into her, he bit down even harder and jerked his hips, bulging cock tip bursting into her womb through her cervix with one deeply-felt pop.

She gasped aloud, maw open on the verge of crying in pain, only to have the sharp feeling subside and leave her with that deep pleasure felt when depositing seed directly in a womb. The slight discomfort remained, but it was overwhelmed by the glorious sensation of being as deeply and thoroughly penetrated as she ever had.

Even better, his belly scales rubbed gently on her clit as he grinded against her. Their hips touched, so he offered a gyrating series of shallow thrusts to lightly poke and prod at her cervix, ensuring his cock tip didn't withdraw from her womb.

Before she could say or do anything, she felt an awkward bulge in the underside of his cock, travelling through his member towards her womb. She was about to inquire, only to have a powerful stretching pain expanding her cervix for a lurch before having the entire mass burst into her and the pain subside instantly.

"W-what is th-" She started, only to have the king press his finger to her lips.

"You said you wanted a clutch, my dear." He assured her, bucking his hips again so that the girth of his member prodded at her cervix, further loosening her up. "Well we're both hybrids, my seed would never fertilize you."

Febii had to take a moment to process what he was saying, only to have him roughly buck into her, another shifting mass passing through his cock to be deposited in her womb. It was then that she realized he was simply depositing eggs directly for her to incubate, he wasn't impregnating her! Again and again, more of the eggs slid into here accompanied by every one of his thrusts, and every time his motions grew increasingly shallow as her womb was full up. Before long, she saw her belly had distended, filled with his clutch.

The pressure in her depths continued to grow as her abdomen stretched to accommodate his eggs. After the last one - presumably the dozenth by her count - he slowly started to pull out, leaving that final egg resting in her cervix, the pressure threatening to force it out. She tentatively laid her fingers on her belly, scared of what would happen if she applied too much pressure.

"Here." Vaulix said, gently withdrawing his member from her depths to leave her gaping. He then slid his hand up between her inner thighs to fist her, a single finger rubbing around the rim of her cervix. As he massaged the tight rim of flesh, it closed up and plugged, leaving Febii feeling content and comfortable. "Is that better?" He asked, catching her eye.

She nodded gently. "Y-yes my king. But....what now? You wouldn't want to leave me here like this, needy and horny still, would you?" She whimpered as she folded her arms up over her chest like a pup, ears flattened and eyes pouting.

Vaulix purred at her and smiled, slowly pulling his hand from her well-stretched pussy. Her cervix had completely closed up and he was soaked in their combined fluids, which he licked up. "Skies above and depths below, I'd never do such a thing, my dear." He walked on all fours over her again until his member touched at her lips. The warmth and weight of his flesh pressed down on her belly before she spread her legs and bit her lip, urging him in. He obliged, lifting tail and arching back to plunge himself into her.

This time she felt a light grinding coming from her womb, a distinct pleasure unlike what she was used to. The eggs were shifting about inside her, the shells rubbing together to create the subtle vibrations that pleasured her depths. Her lower jaw quivered in delight, even as Vaulix started thrusting into her in a more traditional manner, each of his powerful hip thrusts rocking her body against the soft sheets.

She could feel the added pressure and depth of his motions knocking at the entrance to her womb, squeezing her uterus against his girth and the rest of her abdomen; it was a nice feeling, a constant reminder of the clutch inside her, but she couldn't help it when she worried about them cracking and breaking within her.

Again, it Vaulix responded to her thoughts as though he was reading her mind. "Don't worry, Febii; Inside your womb the eggs are malleable and will not break." He leaned in and nibbled where her cheek met her neck, and continued thrusting until he shifted position by grabbing her under the base of her tail to roll onto his back. Vaulix stopped thrusting into her, and instead left his hands on her hips to urge her to take control.

With her on top of him, she shifted her position so that she was resting with hands on his feathered chest, her own tail down and snaking back and forth over his. She knew what would feel best to her, and given the immense difference in size between them and the belly full of eggs she now possessed, she knew that she would need to dictate the pace. Slowly, she bobbed up and down, rocking her body back and forth to feel the girth of his member lurch into and tug out in rhythmic motions; it was a wholly different feeling than the submissive force of him thrusting into her like a feral drake.

Though Febii often preferred the release of control offered by being on the bottom and the carnal pleasures that came from being used, she found this to be quite a bit more pleasant. She could clench and release at will, easing back to swallow him up and pull off whenever and however she so desired, back arching and hips gyrating in perfect motion with her every squeeze. She looked down at him and whimpered a bit, eager for more.

In response, he squeezed at her hips and bucked up, tensing his cock just once to make her feel every bump, ridge, and scale on his member. As he pulled out, he could feel his flesh tugging on hers, yet he pulled anyway to leave her lips swollen and sloppy.

"No don't pull out..." She urged as she reached back and guided him back towards her slit under the tail. With a shift and an arch of her back, she forced her lips to slide over his length, lurching past the thickest point to once again squeeze tight around the base. Once comfortable, she started bouncing on him, careful that her knees didn't drive too heavily into his sides.

Up and down she went, an audible squish and squelch emanating form between her legs as his flesh slammed against hers. She started slow, rocking back and forth on him until she felt comfortable; once she got accustomed to the girth sliding in and out of her, she picked up the pace and increased her vigor until she was slapping her hips down against his with his cock tip slamming violently against her cervix.

Her body rocked and her spine shuddered in delight the more aggressive she became, an orgasm slowly building in her loins to instinctively constrict her pelvic muscles around his cock. Despite the clenching around him, she kept her pace and got even more aggressive, slamming down with increased vigor as her pleasure hit its climax and she felt her loins shudder and quiver against his aggressive thrusts.

She expected him to hold back in the wake of her whimpering explosion of pleasure, but he did the opposite by digging his claws into her hips and forcing her down on him. He twitched and clenched his rump muscles to squeeze out a series of hot ejaculations into her, the silken fluid inflating her pussy walls around his girth, only to be forced out between her lips in a burst of exploding seed.

The heat of his essence soaked her loins and trickled down her inner thighs to pool on his belly, sliding down over his bellyscales to soak his tail, so she leaned back and collected some to lick up. "Delicious." She complimented, gulping it down. It was actually pretty bitter and musky, but she liked that. Inside, his member was slowly deflating, shrinking and growing soft in the wake of his brisk yet powerful climax. Her desire was to keep him inside as long as she could, so she bent her legs and relaxed her pelvic muscles, ensuring she didn't squeeze him or any of the mess out.

"Was it?" He asked. "I've not often tasted my own, wonder what it's like today." As he said it, he slid one finger up around his girth, lightly caressing her pussy lip as he collected some of his gooey mess; after rolling it between two fingers, he licked it up and immediately spat it out, regretting his decision. "Well, no thanks." He gagged, tongue out as he hacked a bit. "My dear, I'd normally help you clean yourself, but I've been eating a lot of meat so it tastes pretty bad to me."

She lowered her ears and wings, a little disappointed. It tasted good to her! "That's alright. So, what do I do with the mess? As soon as we part, there will be quite a problem between us." She slid her fingers around his shaft, squishing in between his flesh and hers to catch more of his thick cum. It was clear that his flaccid member would soon be worming its way out of her regardless of her desires to keep it inside. The soft yet thick flesh of his member felt incredibly comfortable, squished up inside her and gently caressing her womb, so she waggled a bit to feel it shifting and bunching up inside.

Vaulix purred gently, the rumble in his chest pleasuring her even as it seemed to pull his cock out of her. "Well, there's a rather large private bathroom beyond the armoire if you were interested you could go and enjoy yourself there. I'd love to help, but I can't stomach the taste and I won't dare presume over you; I feel it would offend if I offered to clean you."

"Hah, if you say so!" She giggled a bit and shifted until she felt his now-soft cock slip out of her, lurching with the aid of a gooey mess of slimy cum all over his lower belly. She instantly clenched up to hold it in before hopping off the side of the bed. "Honestly, I'd be honored to be cleaned by a king, but that's not how it's supposed to work. Do you mind if I enjoy a bit of a shower or a bath?" She winced lightly as she felt the eggs grinding inside her, acting like clanger-balls that would vibrate and pleasure her.

"I insist. I mean, I won't stop you from walking around filled with my essence, but I imagine it would be pretty silly, especially in the presence of the others. In the end, it is up to you. I am going to have a shower, so you can either join me or enjoy a bath. I know Talba usually bathes." He lightly poked at his cock tip, easing it back into its slit between his legs.

The cumbersome feeling of a womb full of eggs made Febii walk with an outward gait, knees angled in even as trickling strands of cum dribbled down her inner thighs. "Then a bath I will take! But I admit getting there might be difficult; everything in this room is so massive!" She commented aloud, in reference to the fact that the furniture - as well as the room itself - was crafted to fit and accommodate creatures that were both around three meters tall. She was half that!

Vaulix swung his feet around the side of the bed and reached down to cradle her, picking her up in his arms as he walked over to the door between the twin armoires. "I am happy to help, my dear." On the other side, she came to see a gorgeous, beautiful room lined with sleek black stones along the floor and wall and ornate golden sinks on either side; in the back corners, there was both a massive golden tub and an open shower. Behind each of the cleaning areas, a door labeled 'his' and 'hers', presumably as a loo. On 'her' side above the sink, a wonderfully gorgeous gold-lined mirror surrounded by a red-wood cabinet; on 'his' side, an equally nice mirror with a different blue colored cabinet.

"Cute." She commented as Vaulix put her down.

"You like that, do you?" He chuckled, then walked past to make it to the shower. "His and hers. Funny because I'm not actually male."

Febii went to respond but ended up choking on her words. What did he mean by that? "So....are you female? That cock just an ovipositor or something?" She had other theories, but didn't want to plague him with a dozen questions. Instead, she hopped over to the tub and turned on the hot water. This proved difficult since the tub's upper lip was up to her chest and easily four meters long.

He stood under the showerhead and turned on the hot, letting the water run over him. "Well, Males don't have eggs, my dear. Female would make sense, but females don't secrete semen. No, I'm actually both. Intersexed. I have both female and male parts, and in a rare turn of events, both are fully functional! Thought I was female when still a hatchling since my male-bits didn't work, but with some medicinal miracle work, I've got the control of both! Military benefits are something special in the region."

"An awful lot to take in." Febii admitted as she looked over the side of the tub, finding that the plug wasn't in. She had to hop up and lift a leg to straddle the side, a pose that seemed to open her up to a gushing torrent of seed that splattered all over the golden porcelain and the black stone beneath. She silently told herself to clean that up later, but focused a bit more on the tub by plugging it up and standing tall with her tail under the hot water. Felt wonderful. She quickly untied the pink ribbon and tossed it over the taps, leaving it out of the way so it didn't get soaked.

A thought crossed her mind that urged her to get down to her knees, but she felt that doing so would completely obstruct Vaulix from her view in the shower next to her. Instead, she leaned over the side of the tub and swayed her hips, enjoying the warm water slowly filling the tub, already up around her ankles.

Vaulix was lightly rubbing his slit to clean it up as the water ran over his form. "Indeed. Lots to take in, but I figure it's a nice story. I love telling stories. My life is full of them! If you ever have questions about myself, Talba, or the kingdom of Arrenthen, I'd love to share with you. I know you won't be here long, and I like to think our culture is quite worth sharing abroad." He grabbed a bottle of feather shampoo and lathered up, covering himself from head to hips, mostly ignoring his wings since the seemed to be water repellent.

She noted that he liked to talk, and she was okay with that because everything about this peculiar situation interested her. She had been bedded by a king, filled with his eggs, and was now sharing a bath with him. Odd, sure, but intriguing to be certain. "I'm sure I'll have questions, King Vaulix. For now I just want to get clean. I'm sure that I'll have plenty to ask in time." The water was almost up to her calves, and was rising quickly.

"Oh. Okay." He seemed dejected, so he turned and continued applying the feather shampoo all over his fluffy areas.

Febii felt bad immediately, so she corrected herself. "I just mean, I don't have a lot of questions at the time. At least not about Arrenthen. Tell me, though, why are you and Queen Talba so lax about your sexuality? The other tenured servants told me about your unusual approach to it, and I guess I just don't hear about people in power like you doing such things without immediate and aggressive media backlash." It was an odd question, but the water wasn't even up to her knees yet and figured that would keep him talking for a bit.

"Well, the explanation is pretty simple, to be honest." He started before stepping back into the running water, the suds sliding off him quickly. His beak end was out and free of the stream so he was able to speak without being impeded. "She and I have lived very long lives, we're a lot older than we look, and when you've been together with someone as long as we have, we know where our hearts and souls belong. As for the media, forget them. When we were young they were a problem, but once we overwhelmed them with stories, they just got bored; now they just don't care. Everyone knows we're promiscuous, and few truly care except visitors from out of the country."

"The moniker of 'the whore queen' doesn't bother her?" Febii asked, nestling up with her head in her elbow as she watched him continue to clean.

He shook his head and rinsed up the last of the suds, with all of the lather falling off his body with ease thanks to his apparently hydrophobic feathers. "I don't see why it would be, to be honest. The only ones who use that moniker are the ones who are trying to disparage her, and she isn't too worried about the thoughts of the minority. She has a country to run, and she's doing it well. I feel the same way, our people come first. Or, in some cases, cum first." He winked and rubbed his eyes of the water before shutting the shower off.

By now, the water had finally come up above her knees, so she felt that was likely high enough once she laid down in it. She turned and shut the water off as well, then returned to the side of the massive tub to keep chatting with Vaulix as he dried off. "Well it's encouraging to see that you have your priorities straight. I mean, you must be doing something right to be able to pay your servants so well; I'm a part-timer, and I am making more money here in a week than I did in a semester at school!"

"Glad to hear it, just make sure you do a good job. We will be hosting guests at the end of the week." He walked over to rub at her chin, a gentle form of affection that made her wings flutter a bit. "I'm going to go get something to eat. I trust you will see yourself out when you're done cleaning up."

She nodded and slid down the sloped edges of the tub, smiling contentedly as she heard Vaulix's heavy steps leaving the bathroom and eventually the bedroom. She was alone, in the king's private chambers as hot water sloshed around her, a mikly trail of semen emerging from between her legs into the tub around her. Had she felt so inclined, she could have happily called it a day, but she knew she had other things to do, such as sharing her experience with the others, especially Chiryn.

But not yet. This bathtub was entirely too comfortable and massive. Inside it, she could completely disregard the outside world. In it, she could forget about the week of hard work that was on the horizon. For now, it was just her and the soothing warmth of the water.

Febii felt like she should have cleaned up and left that bath quickly, as part of her was certain that she didn't belong in the king's quarters, but she couldn't just give up an opportunity like that. Once she found the shampoo - the same stuff that Queen Talba used on her mane and feathers - she lathered up and spent an extended period of time rubbing it in before rinsing it off.

By the time she was done, she could see the wrinkles in her fingertips; that didn't matter, as her fur was soft as could be and just a little bit fluffy. Her loins were completely cleaned out, leaving only the light bulge in her belly from the clutch of eggs in her womb. After the bath, she'd already gotten used to the feeling of the extra weight inside her, so she was able to walk around with ease.

She dried up, brushed her coat, and gathered her things before cautiously leaving the King's quarters, intending to go ahead and meet up with the others back in the lounge. Problem was, many hours had passed and it was nearing dinnertime already. A growl rumbled in her belly, further proving it was in fact time for a meal.

"Well, I guess that's that." She said to herself before opening the door to the hall. Outside there were guardsmen gently walking up and down the corridor, the metal clanking of their armor lurching with every step. She pulled in behind a couple of them and made her way back to the throne room, which had a huge table set up in the middle with dozens of plates. She had no idea what that was for, so she quickly adjusted course and made her way to the ordering station in the kitchen through the swinging twin doors.

Unlike last time, there were dozens of people in there. Some were prepping, some were cooking, some were doing dishes. Febii could clearly see Mikhail and Arnika both at a dish washing station, next to each other and working together. She had no idea where the other applicants had went or where Chiryn was, so she politely rang the bell and waited for someone to come over and take her order.

Minutes passed without anyone acknowledging her, so she rang again. This time, the same armored lizard from before - Ankylon, she seemed to remember his name being - came to stand behind the counter with a look of exasperation on his face.

"Yes m'lady?" He didn't seem to be angry, but his tone was curt and brisk.

"I'd like to place an order for some chicken alfredo, if that's okay." She licked her lips, imagining just how good it would be to have some fresh pasta. A small bit of her brain was thinking it would 'be good for the hatchlings'.

Ankylon smirked, then looked back at the busy kitchen crew, then looked back at her. "Sure, we can do that but you're lookin' at a full hour, maybe more. We've got a huge order for a banquet that should be ready within the next hour, and that comes first. After that, I'm sure we can do a custom order for you."

Febii lowered her tail and wings in disappointment, then perked them back up. "Oh. Well then, I must ask! What's the banquet for? What's on the menu? Can I join?"

Ankylon chuckled gently. "Well, it's for everyone! The castle's help, like the butlers, servants, guardsmen, and various other roles. We do this every night, and it's for everyone. Just your basic roasts, beef, ulokar, chicken, nothing special or out of the ordinary, something we can make for everyone, something anyone can enjoy, and something we can do a lot of. Some days we do casseroles, some days we do stews, and some days we go all out and have a massive barbecue on the back lot between the spires. Once a month we even set up a meal in the main strip for anyone in town to join!"

"Sounds very nice! I guess I'll just have some roast with everyone else." She seemed content with this, since she was planning on enjoying dinner as soon as she could, anyway.

Just then, the doors swung open behind her, and she saw Chiryn poking his head in. "Febii? There you are! Could we borrow you in the servant's lounge?" Before she could answer, he pulled out and let the doors swing closed behind him.

"I guess you better go to the servant lounge." Ankylon agreed. "Must be something important to have lord Chiryn bolt in and out like that."

She nodded her agreement. "Seems so. Well, as always it's been a pleasure to meet you, darling." After offering a light bow, she turned and walked out, passing by the banquet seating in the main hall to pass by the thrones as well as all the doors to the servant quarters before finally emerging into the open room of the lounge. She was dreading what might be going down, since she often had a wisp of self doubt and fear in her mind.

Arnika and Chiryn both hopped forward with a look of excitement on their faces, with Chiryn grabbing her hand to hold it in his. "So, tell me how it happened!"

Febii blinked. "How what happened?" She knew what he meant, but wanted to play coy.

"The king!" Arnika prodded. "Tell me how that went down! What did he want? Was it as juicy as I hoped? Tell us all the gory details!" She then leaned in and poked at Febii's belly. "Because I can tell it was definitely juicy!"

She held back a blush and a smile. "Oh yeah, it was real rough and fun. But, is that all you wanted me for today, Chiryn?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Yup, just wanted to hear about your adventures with the king! He is a bit pickier and more selective with his partners, so you must have caught his attention quite thoroughly!" The little hybrid took Febii's hand and guided her over to the middle of the room, where the three all met with Mikhail and sat down. "So tell me, was it the heat? Or was it just because you're a pretty gal?"

For some odd reason, Febii felt a little self conscious about that. She was happy about what had happened and certainly wasn't ashamed of her actions, yet she still felt like, maybe she shouldn't mate-and-tell. On the other hand, they really already knew exactly what had happened, so she might as well go ahead and tell them. "Oh, it was great! Said that the main reason he was interested was because h could smell my estrus, and that we were both hybrids so he was particularly sensitive to that. He's such a sweet drake, and he really doesn't need to be! He was so gentle, so kind, and so worried about my welfare." She swayed her gaze to avoid eye contact. "And with a cock that big, he really had to be or he'd split me in half!"

"I can think of worse ways to go." Mikhail joked, gently crossing his legs to cover up the light bulge in his pants. It was like he was remembering a tryst of days past or something, and given the nature of the Arrenthen Parliament Castle's staff and rulers, that wouldn't surprise Febii one bit. "Did he caress your back and massage your tail while he was doing the deed?"

She shook her head. "No, I was on my back for most of it. Just lifted up my legs practically to my knees, used that magic in his cock, and just went at me. Slow at first, as it should be, but he quickly picked up the pace. Filled me with eggs!" She said as she patted her belly, the motions lightly shifting the clutch about inside her. "Can't imagine a better first day of work, but I imagine they will be very cumbersome when it comes time to be sweeping the floors or polishing any of the ornaments on the side."

Chiryn's ears flopped down and he chirped gently at her. "How sweet. You think those eggs will be inside you for a long time? No, dear. They'll probably be laid tonight or tomorrow morning, depending on how compatible your body is with his."

"Hm?" Febii cocked her head to the side, only to have Arnika elaborate.

"Yeah, he's done that to Chiryn and Kezia before. The eggs are real eggs, but they're not fertilized. Much like the eggs you might pick up at the market, they're just the discarded ones that were never turned into a chick. They'll make for a great meal - or you can sell them as a delicacy in the marketplace - but they won't hatch."

A long and saddened sigh escaped Febii, her ears drooping and tail tip going limp off the side of the chair she was sitting in. This was very sad news to her. "But he said that I could have a clutch in the name of the king!" She was on the verge of a whimper, lips curling down in a frown.

Mikhail was the one to step forward and kneel before her, cradling her chin in his finger. "It's alright, he likes to say stuff like that, but I don't want you to feel like you're not wanted because of it. But, be prepared for the birthing of the clutch, Chiryn and I can help you with that if you'd like, and we can decide what we're going to do with the eggs tomorrow morning, if that works for you."

Febii nodded with a meekness that was very unlike her, but then perked up when she got to realize that, if nothing else, she was making friends in the highest of places and seemed to be welcomed here.

All five of them - Febii, Arnika, Mikhail, Chiryn, and Kezia - All left the servant's lounge to join the rest of the staff at the grand hall banquet. The guards were there, the cooks were there, the king was there, and all the servants were there. A faint smell of stable boy could be sampled, but they were at the other end of the table.

Vaulix was there, but he didn't seem to focus any of his attention directly at Febii. They had shared an intimate moment with one another, but it was clear that he had likely done such a thing with most of the people in the room at one point or another, so she didn't dwell on it too much since she had some wonderful food to enjoy as well as the company of others who shared her passions!

The rest of the night was pretty simple, with all of the servants - including the other ones that were only there for a week - returning to the lounge to relax. The day's chores were over once Arnika, Mikhail, Chiryn, and Kezia took care of the dishes from the banquet, which meant the night was free.

Having seen how long their days had gone, Febii was certainly a little apprehensive, knowing that the servants were basically busy from sunrise to sundown before they were able to take a break, only doing so for meals. The pay was great, but Febii was a student, not used to such arduous days even if the rewards were great. The eggs in her womb didn't help, either.

With the help of the others, Febii returned to the inn that she'd been staying at to get the last of her belongings that way she could ignore that place for the rest of her stay. As the night descended upon the castle, guards found their nocturnal posts and Febii retired to her room, spending some time altering it to suit her needs. The plan was only to remain there for a week, but there was no reason she couldn't modify the location to her needs!

A knocking came to her door, pulling her from the sorting minutiae she had been tending to upon the nightstand with the tall mirror on it. "Hey, are ya decent?" Chiryn asked.

"I'm never decent, but come on in!" She called back.

He stepped in and closed the door behind him. "Small room for the part-timers, I see." He looked around, noting that the ceiling was particularly tall for a wolgon so short. "I hope you're comfortable!"

She nodded and stood up from the dresser-sorting task, wiping her skirt off. "Yeah, it's nice. I'd prefer a larger room, but this will do for a week. Got a bed and a dresser, plus a nightstand. Also, the lights are nice and bright and I can see out into the courtyard." She glanced past the bed to look through the open window, the orchard stretching out in the area between the back ends of the castle.

Chiryn shook his head. "I wasn't talking about the room. I'm more curious about your clutch." He said as he leaned in and laid his hand on Febii's distended belly. As he pressed against her abdominal wall, he could feel the individual eggs as well as the grinding vibrations as they shifted about in her womb. "Have you had any contractions yet?"

"None. Nothing yet. Are you sure they're not fertilized? I mean, he did cum in me, made quite a splash and it was a lot of fun, too. Plus I was in heat, soooo..." She trailed off, clutching her fist to her chest, holding onto some hope it was more than just a delicacy he'd pumped into her.

After giving her belly a gentle pat, he hopped back and sat up on the other dresser. "It's cute that you want that, but no. The eggs definitely aren't fertilized, since they can't be."

"Can't be?" She narrowed her eyes. "And what makes you say that?"

"King's sterile. HE can make eggs, but there's no embryos in them. Even if he could, the ones that are in you are already shelled, so no seed can reach their cores. No, the eggs are great for eating, but not for anything else. Maybe good for baking, but that's still eating. Sorry to bust your bubble, but if it was the king who pumped those eggs into you, then they're not fertilized." His tail swayed below him, lightly brushing at the wood of the floor. The guest rooms were the only ones that had wood floors, the halls and throne room were all dark ebon-stone.

As the last shred of hope evaporated from Febii, she shrugged and flopped back on her bed with her arms spread. "Well that's a relief, I guess." She sighed heavily. "Not sure if I was ready for anything like that, anyway; especially not with him being a king. I bet he could send his secret police after me to terminate my gravid self if he was worried about usurpation or something."

Her joke forced a belly laugh from Chiryn. "Oh, Febii, you don't know the king at all, do you?" He hopped down off the dresser and stepped up next to the bed, using his tail to prop himself up against it with one elbow on the mattress. "No, King Vaulix is not that type. I don't think they even have a 'secret police' force, just the royal guard. Seriously, don't worry about it. Besides, if I know my history, the royal blood is in Queen Talba, and she's still fertile for impregnating."

"But it won't be King Vaulix." She reiterated.

"Nope. Even if he was fertile, they're too far apart in species. Not sure if you know, but hybrids aren't really all that capable of breeding except with other hybrids or members of their parent species. Talba could have a hatchling with-" He paused to shake his head. "Nevermind. I'm pretty sure you don't have any interest in a biology lesson. Just know there's really not a whole lot to worry about with you fooling around with the king. If nothing else, I hope you enjoyed it!"

Febii sat up straight and was about to confirm that, yes, she enjoyed it when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She groaned a bit and held her belly, heart racing and adrenaline flowing. "I think an egg might have broken." She theorized, lightly pressing her fingers at her abdominal wall to test and see if she could find anything out of place.

Chiryn sniffed at the air and cocked his head to the side, gently glancing up under her skirt to see a wet spot on the bedsheets. "Nope, I highly doubt anything broke. But I do think your womb has given way to the clutch. Congratulations, you're the proud mother of one of the most delicious meals north of the equator!" He joked, then reconsidered when he saw the twisted look of panic and concern on Febii's face. "Wait, are you okay?"

She gulped heavily and nodded, hunched over and clutching her belly. "Yeah, I'm fine. It just feels weird. I've had eggs in me before, but this feels weirdly different; it's like the discomfort you get when someone who's really well endowed is just slamming themselves up against you, pounding your cervix. It feels nice now that I know what it is, but it's still a little uncomfortable."

"Oh, well that's good, then. I think the difference is that these eggs are already fully formed, not the soft-shelled ones that get hard after being laid that your body may naturally create. He used his magic on you when he did this, right?"

"Yeah." She nodded, gulping back a grunt again as a lurch could be felt deep within her.

"Do you need me to help with that?" He asked as he hopped off his own tail to stand next to the bed, gently pushing her onto her back and lifting her knees up into the birthing position.

She obliged, not resisting his help. "I don't think I need help, but I appreciate it. Kind of comes out of nowhere, doesn't it?" As she attempted a fake smile, a natural contraction clenched and contorted her body, abdominal wall tensing up to put added pressure on her cervix. A grunt escaped her lips as she balled up her hands in fists, the contraction lasting only a few seconds before she felt a pop followed by a glorious sensation of relief, the pressure having completely dissipated.

Chiryn leaned in and used his fingers to part her labia, spreading her open in order to get a better look at her birth canal and the egg that was comfortably resting inside. "Do you need me to help you with this?" He offered, sliding his hand against her posterior vaginal wall to give a gentle massage; he knew that proper attention to that region would help limit any potential tearing or blood.

"I don't need the help, but I do want it." She repeated with a sly wink, reaching down between her legs to grab at his wrist and guide it into her. A shudder rocked her body as her walls relaxed against his touch, the caress of his knuckles pleasuring the sensitive flesh on her anterior wall - the G-spot. "And now that I know what it feels like to have the egg emerge from my womb, I'd love if you could....have a go with me?" She bit at her claw and blushed gently, waggling her hips with his hand in her to feel the shift of his fingers against her vaginal canal.

He blinked gently as he waved his fingers from side to side, the tender and moist flesh of her vaginal canal sliding over his digits. "You want me to do what?" The look in his eyes and the smirk pulling at his lips said that he knew exactly what she wanted, but he needed to hear it from her.

Febii blushed a little deeper, just a little bashful about the scenario due to how lewd it truly was, but then adjusted on the bed to ensure that her hips were aimed up at Chiryn. "I want you to mate me, Chiryn, ya little cutie." Every time she moved, she could feel the copious and gooey fluid from her womb up under her skirt, soaking her inner thighs and pooling in a gelatinous puddle on the bed; it was clear that the gravid nature of her womb was the source of her sudden, onset arousal, but she didn't care. Eggs were her thing and she likely would have been eager to share her pleasure with Chiryn regardless of the circumstances surrounding her clutch.

"Well why didn't you say so?" He chirped, hopping up onto the bed next to her. His hand was still inside her, but the shift in his position allowed him to slide it in deeper, fingers pressed tight between its shell and her soft flesh. Then, when she squeezed down on his wrist, he cupped the other end of the egg and slowly pulled it out, her flesh distending as the oblong sphere slipped out of her with a pop. He caught her gaze as he licked the shell clean of her fluids, sure to make sure she watched his tongue work.

"Oh....oh how nice!" Febii commented, impressed with how Chiryn's long, forked tongue wrapped around the egg and cleaned it of any mess. She could feel an ache in her loins again as another twinge of pleasure clenched at her depths, shifting the clutch of eggs to force another one to nestle uncomfortably in her cervix. "I think I'm ready for another one." She cooed at him, shifting in place and pulling her skirt up to fully expose her loins to him.

In response, Chiryn quickly disrobed and tossed both his shirt and pants to the floor, exposing his endowment. He had the shape like a horse cock with a blunt rounded tip and a median ring, only the entire thing was glistening and veiny like a canine's knot exposed from the sheath. Nice little blend of features.

"Nice package you got there." Febii complimented as she shifted into a position leaning on her elbows. She couldn't help but reach forward and give him a bit of a tug, squeezing his length to get a feel of it; to her surprise his flesh was bordering on hot to the touch, a similar temperature to the baked rocks used to ease pain in one's back. She melted at the thought of having something that warm inside her, so she pulled him inward to urge him to enter her. That was, until another lurch forced the egg to pop out of her womb and into her pussy, where it came to rest.

She didn't care that it was filling her, she still wanted to feel Chiryn in her. "Come on, stud. Don't be shy."

He leaned over her and balanced himself on his hands, leaning in to nuzzle at her cheeks in what he must have considered to be a kiss. "I am not shy, just making sure you are okay with my actions before I do them; I know there's an egg in there and I don't wanna break it." He whispered in her ear as he grabbed himself and plunged into her, his member sliding past her lips to prod at the egg only to have the tip slide off to the side and nestle comfortably in between shell and flesh.

Instinctively, Febii grabbed his neck and held him in close as his hot flesh slid into her, the added pressure of the egg pressing his skin to her sensitive spots. Her toes curled and she let out a subtle whimper as her body contracted in pleasure against him. The egg slid and shifted through her canal and past his shaft, popping out onto the bed between his legs; she was shocked that her flesh adjusted so easily, allowing the fist-sized egg to pass through her lips even as his cock stayed inside.

Acting as the gentleman he was, Chiryn grabbed at the egg and gently placed it on the bed with the first one, never breaking from the intimate embrace Febii held him in. Slowly, he started grinding his hips in waves, the surprising length of his member prodding at her cervix to tease it into releasing another egg. He kept himself propped up with one hand, his other slid down her back to cradle her rump as he grew more forceful with his motions.

Febii fell back and pulled him down with her, both of her hands on either of Chiryn's cheeks to give him an impassioned kiss on the lips. Her spine moved in waves, grinding her hips to his until she felt her vulva squeezing against his slit; his cock had been forced to deep into her that it popped into her womb, the tip nudging the nearest egg and suctioning it out as he partially withdrew.

This time she felt no discomfort as it popped out of her womb and into her vaginal canal alongside his member. While her pussy had been stuffed with egg, that didn't stop Chiryn from mating her as he would someone not gravid and mid-lay.

His hips grinded against hers, the length of his hot-fleshed shaft sliding in and out of her to further tenderize her depths. He was powerful for a little guy, sensual with his motions, and the heat of his flesh made him feel even bigger in cock than he looked. Maybe he was growing inside her, maybe it was the eggs; Febii didn't care, he was expertly caressing her depths with his equipment, that's all she could ask of him.

Mid thrust, he twisted his head and nibbled lightly at her neck below her cheek, his motions growing a bit more intense and aggressive. The steady in-and-out of his rhythmic gyrations seemed to bypass the egg inside her as his member kept prodding at her cervix. Again, she was shocked to not feel any pain or discomfort as a second egg burst from her womb to join the first one. The lineup of eggs stretched her vaginal canal in two places, one deep and nested comfortably against her cervix and the other just inside her lips, threatening to pop out at any second.

Chiryn bucked into her, the length of his cock pressed tight against her flesh and squeezed in against the egg; his motion made the shells grind together in such a way that a gentle vibration burst out from her loins, causing pleasure that made her entire pussy clench in orgasmic bliss. Toes curled and eyes rolled as she whimpered, two eggs bursting out of her in quick succession to land in a gooey pile on the bed.

Once again, Chiryn consciously grabbed them while still focusing his body's attention on her, gently laying them down one by one in the pile even as he pumped his hips against hers.

"Four, I see." She commented in between huffs and shuddering whimpers. She had glanced over to see the pile, shocked at their size. After only a few passing out of her, she had already adjusted to the size and any hints of discomfort were either negligible or somehow converted into pleasure. "I wonder how many are in there."

"I guess we'll find out, won't we?" He joked, still whispering in her ear and moving his body to get the most full thrusts he could manage, pulling out to leave only the tip resting between her lips before slamming every inch into her. His motions were gentle, yet rough thanks to the temperature of his flesh; his thrusts were full yet fluid in such a way that it felt as if he never stopped, no jerkiness at all.

Febii wasn't sure if maybe she was focusing too much on the skill of Chiryn's mating or if maybe his temperature numbed her, but another egg burst out of her without her even realizing it had breached her womb to pass through her pussy. A blush warmed her cheeks as she felt just the slightest bit shamed that such a large egg was able to pass through her with such ease.

That's when Chiryn pulled back and slowed down a bit. "Someone's getting excited there, darlin'." He cooed at her, responding to her thoughts and concerns as if he was reading her mind, once again grabbing the egg to put it in the pile with the others.

'Does everyone here have mind reading abilities?' She thought to herself as she tried her best to clench her pelvic muscles tight; she was trying to counteract the looseness that birthing had wrought upon her. When Chiryn didn't immediately respond to her telepathic inquiry, she smiled at him and pecked a kiss on his nose. "Here, let's try something slightly different." She said, slipping her hand in between their hips to urge him to pull out.

"What have you got in mind?" He asked, licking his lips. His member throbbed in her hand, twitching as tiny strands of slimy clear fluid pumped out the end, forming spiderwebs between his flesh and hers.

"Just follow my lead." She insisted, pulling him back up to her pussy. As he leaned into her, she slipped her fingers into her vaginal canal and rubbed her thumb against her clit, squeezing his girth between her digits to guide him towards her swollen and eager urethra. He paused for only a moment to look her in the eyes as his cock tip touched her flesh, an attempt to make sure this was what she wanted. "Yes, go on. Probably a lot tighter for you, sweetie." She lifted her hips into him, gasping lightly as she felt his tip pop into her. Upon once again pulling him in tight with her spare hand, she whispered into his ear, "I bet you've never mated with that part of a woman, and it'll probably leave more room for the eggs to come out, don't you think?"

He nodded in her grip and slowly pushed himself into her urethra, grunting a bit at how much effort it took to overcome the tightness of it. "Never done this before." He opined; still, her flesh stretched and opened up to accept him, the gaping maw between clit and pussy swallowing him up well past his median ring and almost to his base.

The pleasure of having that hole stuffed made Febii fall back again, arms splayed out on the bed, her fingers almost touching the stack of five eggs over to the side. "Just...go wild my friend. I want you to be violent with me, abuse my hole!" She growled at him, then whimpered as she curled up with arms folded on her chest. Her legs were still wide apart with knees up as her tail swayed and swished over the side of the bed, content and eager for more. Then, as she felt the hotness of his flesh completely submerged in her urethra, she grunted and felt another pair of eggs burst from her womb to explode onto the bed, one on either side of the base of her tail.

Chiryn didn't notice this time, as he was up too high on her with his member deep inside her other hole. His gyrations and motions kept shallow and brisk, yet slow and sensual as he'd not mated such a hole before. His reservation and gradual feeling out of her body was inspiring to Febii, who adored that he was so considerate.

"You're such a cutie." She said, wrapping her legs around his waist. "But you really have to be a bit rougher. I won't break, this part of me is much tougher than most." She winked and forced herself to grind back against him, the length of his hot-fleshed member radiating out from urethra, the tip of it somewhere near the entrance to her bladder.

He slowly pulled out, leaving himself just barely inside before once again burying his length into her, slamming his hips to hers as his girth pleasured her G-spot from the other side. The angle of his member slammed the tip against her most sensitive areas, only to have the added pressure curve and shift his member's penetration, ensuring the most aggressive slamming of her G-spot.

The angle and vigor of his thrusts made her convulse in pleasure, toes curling and tail twitching beneath her. The added heat and pressure made her entire abdomen clench in a powerful contraction, squeezing three more eggs out of her womb to pass through her pussy and pop out over her tail, undeterred. Her orgasmic bliss clenched her walls up in their wake, quivering pussy flesh matched by the twitching mess that was the rest of her body.

Yet Chiryn wasn't done. With him growing in vigor, he used this full-bodied clench to squeeze his cock within her urethra, accented by his sped-up thrusts. His aggression and constant slamming of cock tip against her depths kept Febii in a state of pleasure, each thrust sending another shock wave of orgasmic bliss through her body starting with her loins and trailing out to both tail and claw tips. Every muscle twitched and shivered in delight, caressing and massaging his length to amplify his pleasure.

With any other partner, they would have felt this contraction and erupted all over the place, but Chiryn kept at it. It was clear from the look on his face that he was doing all he could to hold back, knowing full well that every powerful buck of his hips sent more pleasure through Febii's body. His selflessness was not lost on Febii, so she grabbed him and pulled him down close so she could growl in his ear.

"Finish up, make a mess; I want to feel your seed explode into me." She commanded before roughly pushing him away by grabbing his horn and forcing him up.

He took her instruction and did just that, maw gaping and head thrown back as he offered a series of erratic-yet-deep bucks against her hips, his hot flesh squishing and slapping against her lips as his base teased her clit. As he grinded up against her with teeth clenched in pleasure, his cock twitched and pulsed, shooting stream after stream of his seed directly into her bladder.

She felt the bloat almost instantly, the heat of his member and seed seeming to explode within her. The feeling of her swollen and abused pussy mixed with her sore and tender urethra caressed by his hot flesh made her melt, flopping down with her arms and legs all splayed out in every direction, Chiryn panting heavily on top of her.

The steady throb of his heartbeat could be felt fluttering against her breasts, so she gently caressed his hair and gave a gentle massage down his spine. "You did well, Chiryn."

He offered her a chuckle as he looked up at her. "Yeah, that was fun. Never thought I'd like that part of a woman so much. Never thought about it before." He idly grabbed at the base of his member between them and pulled his softening shaft out of her urethra, leaving her gaping and drooling thick gobs of his seed. Instantly, he crawled backwards to help clean her up, but she stopped him.

"No need, I like the mess dear." She held his cheeks, forcing him to look up at her. "And I'm pretty sure you won't like the taste of the other stuff up there."

"I don't mind, Miss Febii." He assured her, poking his tongue out to full length to prove a point. "But if you don't wish it, I'll gladly leave it be." He shifted and got to his knees, standing up straight with just the tip of his cock poking out from his slit, looking down over her as he grabbed the other five eggs, placing them in the pile. In total, there were ten.

Febii giggled a bit and reached over to the pile, licking the gooey mess off it's shell, her other hand gently pressing down against her belly, which was completely flat again. "I wonder if that's all there is in there."

Chiryn Looked down at her swollen lips and the gooey mass of seed that had bubbled out to coat her lips and the underside of her tail. "Well, there's really only one way to be sure." He insisted, his own tail wrapping around hers.

"And what's that?"

He didn't answer, at least not verbally. He leaned in and bent back down again, using his fingertips to part her lips and plunge back into her. She was quite loose from all the eggs, so he had no problem worming his open palm and fingers through her depths. He managed to push in deep enough that his entire fist popped into her womb, cervix squeezing his wrist. As he felt around, he pressed out against every bit of the soft, tender flesh of her uterine walls. "I think there's two left. An even dozen."

Her eyes went wide as she saw little bulges pressing up against her abdominal wall. "Can you get them out?"

"Of course." He squinted his eyes in concentration before capturing one in his palm and pulling it out with a messy squelch and slimy series of lubrication bridges from his fingers to her lips. After laying it with the pile, he dove back in and did the same to the other one, exploring her depths until he found the final egg and pulled it out.

All the while, Febii was writhing and whimpering in pleasure, eyes fluttering and tail tip squeezing around Chiryn's. Then, when he plucked the final egg out and gently placed it in the pile next to them, she grabbed him and held him close. "Thanks!" She squeaked, nuzzling into his ear.

Chiryn brought his hand up to lick off the birthing fluid from his fingers, and Febii helped him, suckling on his digits and lapping at his hand until he was completely clean.

The two of them cuddled in an affectionate embrace as the night took them. Collectively, they remained wary of the pile of eggs that were stacked up at the foot of the bed, and eventually decided the best course of action was to take them down to the kitchen and put them in one of the fridges; If they planned on enjoying them as the delicacy that cockatrice eggs were known as, they didn't want to ruin it by having them go bad.

The rest of the week went well for Febii, with her bonding with the other servants and growing especially fond of Chiryn after their pleasant encounter. Though she had her own quarters, she often found herself spending the night with him to explore more of the things that they were able to experiment with.

At the end of the week, Febii enjoyed one last meal as the Queen returned, hosting some foreign diplomats from the southern nation of Untheria. Febii didn't pretend to understand just what was going on with the politics, but the king and queen both were impressed enough with her work to give her a bonus comprised of a set of twelve vials of potion, each made to form a dozen eggs in her womb.

As it turned out, the cockatrice eggs were the most pleasant ones she'd ever had. It made her a little uneasy at first, eating eggs that she herself had laid, but the taste and texture was quite silky and delicious even without the yolk. She was happy to have been given such a blessing, and would happily do it again.

Eventually, she did say her goodbyes to Mikhail, Arnika, Kezia, and Chiryn, but it was not a time for sadness, for she had made true friends in her time at Arrenthen Parliament Castle. She had even made an intimate acquaintance with a king, a tale that nobody back at school would believe.