GUROchan like's egg-laying right? ^_^

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Chapter 1

A young girl, no older than fourteen or fifteen, walks through her school’s many hallways to her class. A large number of students also occupied the hall, there was still about 7 minutes left before classes started. As she walked the walls, her short blonde hair bouncing with each step, her loose yellow T- shirt and blue pleated skirt fluttering in the small breeze of her walk, many students, both boys and girl’s greeted her with smiles and frequent ‘Hi’s’ and ‘Hey’s’.

There was no doubt about it, this girl was popular, very popular, however, her popularity wasn’t by any normal means; She was not the prettiest girl, if it was looks people wanted, there were many other girl’s who would better fit that category, she didn’t, ‘get around’, as many girls her age had done, she was still pure in that regard, technically anyway; Height? Maybe, her growing seemed to slow to a halt, it was quite possible she was the shortest girl in school, most people like smaller girls.

Smiling and blushing from the greetings, she walks into her homeroom, where she was meet with a few more hello’s and hi’s from the few classmates that also decided to wait in the room for class to start. She headed to her seat, placed her backpack to the right of her desk and sat down, with a barely audible squish…

This girl was popular for one reason, one reason that caused her to go from invisible in the sea of students, to the most popular girl in school, even after a years time…

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“Hi! My name is Sara Forbes. I’m a fourteen year old girl who lives in Los Angeles, California. My friends nicknamed me Sakura though cause I love cherry blossoms, It was weird to me at first being an American and having a Japanese nickname, but I’ve gotten used to it. You probably think I have tons of friends huh, judging by all the attention I got walking down the hall and walking into me homeroom. Truth is, Although I’m insanely and embarrassingly popular, I don’t have nearly that many friends. Many of the friends I have were my friends before my change which thrusted me into my popularity. By now your probably eager to learn why I’m so popular huh? Ok then, I’ll come clean…”

“I can lay eggs. Don’t laugh! It’s true! It’s been a year, so I’ve become used to it now. But I know what your thinking; a girl that can produce regular eggs, so what? Why would that make me popular, right? But my eggs aren’t your regular, run of the mill eggs, their worth money! Lot’s and lot’s of money! What comes out of me is more like egg-shaped jewels! Sometimes the eggs are one solid material, like gold or silver, but many times, their decorated in various other diamonds and rubies. My eggs vary in sizes too, usually their about the size of normal eggs, those are pretty easy to pass and often times are more than one at a time, but I’ve produced eggs the size of large pears before and those are a bit more difficult to get out; Hey, I’m a small girl, my vagina isn’t that big.”

“Thing is, when I first started to produce the eggs, the first time was a bloody and painful mess because I still had my hymen, but I was so freaked by it, I hurriedly cleaned myself, I was in the bathroom at the time, and left the one small egg I had produce on the floor and returned to my class, confused at what happened. After the event, I layed eggs a few more times, I was lucky enough to hide it from anyone, only leaving the eggs behind for some student to come across, but obviously, my secret got out, and the way it happened was very, very embarrassing, it was the first time I had produced a larger egg and it happened DURING class, everyone was alerted by my gasping and groaning. I tried to run away, but I couldn’t get very far, before the pain and pressure pinned me to the floor on my hands and knees, needless to say, the entire class was shocked as the weight of the egg pulled my panties from my waist and to the floor for all to see what I had produced and my most private of places.”

“Needless to say, a meeting followed soon after the public display and I was forced to explain what little I knew about the eggs. What followed after was a long string of embarrassing tests and exams. Which is where I learned that I had an abnormality in my uterus, for some reason, my ‘normal’ eggs, the ones that need sperm, had some kind of mutation that instead of coming out with a bunch of blood, would crystalize, then be forced out by my uterus then travel down my vagaina. There was only three other cases of my condition in the world, and there wasn’t even a name for it. There were two downsides of this condition though, but I only know one, my parents won’t tell me the other, the only downside I know of is that I’ll never be able to get pregnant, Not that much of downside though. I also learned the eggs I had been producing where VERY valuable, so valuable in fact that, both my mom and dad fainted on the spot at hearing just one of the eggs, I had produced more, estimated price.”

“By now, your probably tired of me simply talking with little detail about my various egg-laying. Although there are a few more small details I haven’t covered yet, buuuut, you probably have things to do huh? So, which story should I tell first? There’s so many… hmm… oh, I got it, why not start from the beginning? I could fill in the small details along the way…”

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The school bell rung and as students rushed into the classroom, Sara, instead of getting out her stuff to prepare for the school day, had her head cradled in her arms on her desk sleeping, she may have been popular, but Sara was still somewhat of a slacker…

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-A year ago-

-Bell ringing-

“Oh no! I’m late!” states Sara panicked as she rushed through the halls.

The thirteen year old Sara wore a navy blue T-shirt and matching skirt, her backpack slung over her left shoulder, bouncing up and down as she raced down the hallway, her comfortably worn sneakers making repeated thumping sounds on the tiled floor.

With a dramatic slide, Sara stopped at the open door of her homeroom, her breathing coming fast. The entire class, including the teacher had there eyes on her.

“That’s number two Ms. Forbes.” warns the teacher.

“I know, I’m sorry.” quickly replies Sara walking into the room and heading to her seat. “It won’t happen again.”

“Yeah, we’ll believe that when we see it Ms. Forbes.” comments the teacher.

Sara sat down in her seat with a sigh before pulling out the necessary books from her backpack. Though, the young girl may as well had pulled a pillow from her backpack as just fifteen minutes later, her head rested on the open book, sleeping…

A bell ringing awakened the young girl with a start, quickly lifting her head off the open book but a sudden ripping sound brought her out of her drowsiness as she immediately knew what ripped.

“Not again…” she whines, raising her hands up to her face and peeling off the nearly completely rip page of her book.

“Your somethin’ else, ya know that?” can another girl’s voice to Sara’s right.

Another blonde, though her hair was considerably longer than Sara’s, she wore a rather snug yellow shirt, proudly revealing her start of chest development and form fitting jeans.

“Huh?” asks Sara looking to her friend, before noticing the students heading out of the room. “Oh no! I slept through class again!”

“Honestly…” comments the other girl shacking her head. “How does someone so lazy and forgetful manage to even pass, let along do it with a ‘B+’ average?”

“Why does this keep happening to me!?” whines Sara dropping her head back down to the open book.

“Why were you late to class ‘this’ time?” asks the friend, before sitting in the seat behind her, and beside Sara.

“Well part of the blame is yours Becki!” states Sara quickly raising her head looking at the other girl with mild anger, “Why didn’t you call me!?”

“It’s ‘my’ fault!?” asks Becki shocked. “You’re not supposed to be relying on me to call to wake you up, besides, I was running late, so I didn’t have time call. You should’ve had plenty of time anyway, something else must’ve happened.”

“Well I had a little stomach ache, I think, that’s what slowed me down.”

“You think? What do you mean you think you had a stomach ache, you ether did or didn’t.”

“Well, it didn’t really feel like a stomach ache, but it was in that area…” replies Sara placing her right hand on her abdomen, not her belly.

“Well what did it feel like? It was probably just gas, you should just let it out instead of holding it in all day.”

Sara blushed at her friends statement.

“It felt kinda like at cramp.”

“A cramp huh?”

A few moments after Becki’s comment, Sara gasps and leans forward.

“Ah! It’s happening again!”

“I bet it’s just gas.” states Becki smiling, “This is a sign from your body, telling you to let it out.”

Sara knew what ever behind the cramp in her abdomen wasn’t gas, it almost felt… solid, then a shift and Sara bolted upright with a gasp. “Something’s coming!” she commented and hurried out off her seat and rushed to the door.

“Just let it out Sara.” calls Becki giggling, “You’ll feel better.”

Sara rushed though the hallways, gaining puzzled looks by other students, as she felt a growing pain deep in her abdomen. It didn’t feel like poop, the location of the pain was wrong if that was the case; pee maybe? No what ever was deep inside her wasn’t in her bladder, no, not the bladder, but some other place inside her; and that place, whatever it was, was in pain, a foreign, alien pain.

Sara burst into the bathroom, shocking many of the young girls currently occupying it.

“Hey, are you ok?” asks one.

The girl’s had good reason to be concerned, from both her rush and her perceived illness, Sara was sweating heavily, groaning and panting with her hands pressed on her abdomen. Sara ignored the girls and rushed to the stalls, finding the very first one empty and entering it and quickly closing the door, locking it; before the sharpest pain yet hit her, causing her to cry out and drop to her knees.

Something was stretching within her, near her private place, her pussy, something was in there, and that something clearly wanted out. With this kind of pain, Sara quickly decided not to fight it, what ever was in her, was being pushed out by her body.

Swallowing once, Sara submitted to her body with a sigh, forcing herself to relax despite the pain.

Then, something surprising happened, When Sara stopped resisting, the pain nearly immediately stopped, she could still feel a stretching deep within her, but it came with no pain, although it was not at all comfortable.

A knock then came on the door.

“Are you ok?” asks a girl.

“Y-Yeah… I’m fine now.” answers Sara, sitting on the floor and leaning against the stall door.

“Ok.” replies the girl.

Sara then heard a number of footsteps signaling the girl’s leaving the bathroom, she was alone now. Whatever was in her, it was moving, slowly, and steadily. It was smooth and now that Sara wasn’t fighting it, despite the discomfort, where was a twinge of pleasure, a small amount, but pleasure none-the-less. Sara chanced a smile, hoping that her body wouldn’t be mean an throw a wrench in the process.

Then, with a quick gasp and flinch, she felt the mystery object drop into her vagina, where she felt her vaginal muscles undulate on their own, pushing the object down the small tunnel.

From feeling the object reach her vagina, Sara released a deep sigh of relief and sat back, leaning against the toilet behind her.

“Finally, it’s over.”

Unfortunately for Sara, it wasn’t over, not just yet, there was soon to be a problem, the object in her wanted out, but Sara was still a virgin, thus had an intact hymen…

“Huh?” comments Sara as she felt a pressure against her private place, looking down at her crotch, covered by her skirt.

Sara calmly got to her feet and only then did she notice the crotch of her panties were absolutely sopping wet in a thick fluid. Sara may have been a virgin, but she wasn’t a stranger to the wonderful feelings her body could give her, but this wetness was…

“… Different, it feels a lot thicker than usual…”

Sara removes her skirt, pushing it down her waist to the floor and stepping out of it and looking down at her panties and gasps at the sight of them.

The crotch was completely and utterly soaked in a somewhat clear, thick, but runny fluid, that had made a mess of her inner thighs and even oozes through the fabric of her panties to the floor.

“What the heck!? Gasps Sara, before lowering her right hand to her crotch and swipping her index and middle finger over her crotch, causing her to gasp as a pretty strong surge of pleasure flooded her body, nearly dropping her to her knees once again as her legs shook from the surprise. Though Sara recovered quickly and raised her hand up to her face and rubs her fingers together with her thumb. “It’s way stickier and thicker than before…”

Sara didn’t have much time to examine her juices before once mild pressure against her pussy suddenly increased to a mild pain, causing her to groan before sending both of her hands to her crotch.

Though, the moment she pressed her hands on her pussy, a loud squishing sound occurred and within moments, her hands were covered in her juices, though Sara hardly noticed this, from placing her hands against her crotch, she send a massive surge of pleasure through her small body, immediately triggering an orgasm as she gasped out and collapsed to the floor.

This orgasm was the strongest she’s experienced yet as her whole body was taken by uncontrollable spasms, her new thick, runny juices increasing drastically, it would’ve pooled on the floor if Sara’s body wasn’t so active convulsing.

When the massive orgasm finally passed, Sara was laying on her left side exhausted, she could feel it, it was no longer her inner thighs that were a mess, from her waste to her knees, were covered, in the sticky mess, the rest of her panties hadn’t escaped the mess ether.

Her mind was clouded in the post-orgasm bliss, nearly forgetting about why she was in this situation as her hands traveled under her panties, her fingers encountered the warm sea of her juices as her left hand teased her erect clit and her right hand explored her labia, a finger slipped between them and encountered her hymen, but there was something odd, she felt something behind the thin fleshy wall, something solid.

In her drugged-like state, the solution was simple, she pressed in… but nothing, her vagina was still trying, and succeeding, though slowly; to push the mystery object through her hymen, which was the cause of the pressure and pain, though the latter hadn’t began registering yet again in her head.

Sara decided to pause her toying with herself and remove her panties; sitting up against the left wall of the stall, she moved her panties down to her knees before the signal of pain reached her brain again and snapped her out of her high.

“Ooow!” wailed Sara quickly closing her legs together and tensing up, resulting in added pressure again her straining hymen, thus more pain, leading to more tensing, until the thin wall could take no more and Sara felt herself split open and the pressure was finally relived, not before a last shot of pain hit her.

The ordeal was finally over, Sara’s hands dropped to her sides, her panties fell down to her ankles, allowing her legs to separate and fall limply to the floor, her legs forming a square.

Although her pussy still ached, Sara smiles with relief, before looking down and getting another shock, resting against her messy, and not to mention, bloody labia, was a single, normal sized egg, but it wasn’t a normal egg, it was a solid silver color. Though, coupled with the slowly growing pool of blood, from her vagina, this was a little more than Sara could handle and gasped in shock and tried getting to her feet, slipping on her juices and as a result, kicked the egg from her stall, under the door. Though with her panties around her ankles, getting to her feet didn’t happen.

But with the egg out of her sight, Sara was able to calm down enough to realize the mess…

“I’m a mess!” whines Sara looking at her legs.

*bell ringing*

“Oh no!” gasps Sara. “I’m late for second hour!”

Sara the hurried to her feet, using the roll of toilet paper to her right to do her best to clean herself. No matter how much she tried to clean her panties though, there was no saving them, Sara decided, reluctantly, that they would need to be thrown away. Fortunately, her skirt has gotten away with just the bottom edges getting wet. Her legs from the knees up now had a mild shine, but she’d have to deal with it.

Once her shoes were cleaned, Sara flushed the numerous wades of toilet paper, grabs her ruined panties in her left hand and unlocked the stall door.

But gasps as she saw the egg she had produced, resting between her and the sinks. Sara was actually scared of the thing and slowly side -stepped her way to the door and trash can.

Once at the door, Sara raises her left hand to throw away her panties but paused.

“They may be ruined, but, having them on would be better than nothing…”

With that, the damp underwear returned to her waist and with one last gaze to the lone, unusual egg in the middle of the bathroom, Sara opened the door and walked out, hoping, that what happened, was just a one-time freak event…

END

Chapter 2

-A Year Ago, one week later-

*Bell ringing*

“Ha! Made it!” declares Sara proudly.

Sara had JUST entered the classroom before the bell rung.

The odd event last week still drifted into her mind, more-so when she made herself feel good, no longer feeling the fleshy wall in her private place. Despite the cause of why it wasn’t there, the absence of it, allowed Sara to explore her once closed tunnel, discovering all new sensations, spending nearly an entire day playing with the tight tunnel, seeing how wide she could stretch the opening, how deep it was.

Now, Sara wore a yellow tank-top and matching Capri pants.

“Try not to cut it so close next time.” informs the teacher.

“Ok.” replies Sara as she heads to her seat and placing her backpack beside her desk then sitting down.

Much of the hour passed without incident, the class receiving the days assignment and quietly working on it.

There was twenty minutes left, as Sara heard her name whispered, breaking from her work, she looked to her right, to the source, to a boy in a seat beside her.

“Hey, I dropped my pencil.” whispered her classmate, “It’s under your seat, can you get it for me?”

“Ok.”

Sara reached down with her right hand, but upon grabbing the pencil, she felt something shift within her, and a familiar pressure return.

‘Oh no!’ she thought. ‘Not again!’

Sara quickly sat back up, and felt an odd fluttering sensation deep inside her. Quickly handing the pencil back to the boy, Sara started to raise her hand, but upon feeling a sudden contraction, but Sara thinking it being a cramp, gasps and drops her hands to her abdomen, drawing a few wondering eyes, including her teacher, who asks, “Something wrong Ms Forbes?”

“C-Can I be, excused to go to the bathroom?” asks Sara.

“Sure, go ahead.”

With that, Sara quickly got to her feet and hurriedly walked out of the room and through the hall to the nearest bathroom.

‘This can’t be happening!’ thinks Sara, feeling a familiar slickness forming at the crotch of her panties. ‘Why me!?’

The few people that were in the hall, failed to notice her as Sara arrived at the bathroom and quickly headed for the first stall, it was unlocked, but Sara locked it when she entered it though.

Another sudden contraction brought her to her knees groaning, the sensation of being stretched inside returned. Then a wet, warmness covering her crotch.

Sitting up, Sara looked down to the crotch of her pants and gasps as the crotch had a large, and growing, wet spot.

“Just great, now it looks like I wet myself.” whines Sara before unbuttoning her pants and unzipping them.

Through the pressure in her abdomen, Sara got to her feet and pulled down her pants and gasps, they and her panties were completely soaked, it looked like thick spider webs puling her pants down and once again covering her legs in her special juices.

“This is going to be a nightmare to clean!” whines Sara again before pulling her pants off her legs, dirtying her shoes with her juices as well, which Sara groaned at. “I should’ve took my shoes off before my pants.”

After dropping her now questionable pants to the floor, Sara flinches and gasps upon feeling what she assumed, another egg drop into her vagina.

“A-At least it doesn’t really hurt like before, and it’s going faster…”

Sara started to remove her panties, peeling them off her waist with a sticky sucking sound, freeing her sopping wet panties from her labia freed a number of globs of her special thick juices from Sara’s pussy, landing in her panties before quickly overflowing.

From the abundance of juices coming from her unblocked hole, Sara barely felt the egg leave her and drop down into the crotch of her panties. The egg was so covered in her fluid that she had a hard time seeing what it looks like, Sara could make out some kind of small diamonds that covered in.

“All this mess just for one egg…” sighs Sara.

Sara nervously reached her right hand down into the crotch of her panties, reaching into the thick fluid and picking up the egg and lifting it to her face, to get a good look at it.

“Well, it is pretty…”

Now that the egg wasn’t covered in her fluid, which was still oozing out of her, Sara could see that the egg was covered in tiny jewels.

Sara didn’t have much time to admire the egg though as she soon gasps upon feeling herself stretching inside again, the surprise had caused her to drop the egg in her hand and it rolled out of her stall.

“A-Again!?” gasps Sara before squatting down.

Taking a queue from last weeks event, Sara relaxed her body and again, the result was immediate, she felt another egg drop, her vagina’s muscles pushing it down her tunnel, providing her a surge of pleasure to sweep through her young body.

The second egg wasn’t even half-way out before Sara felt her insides stretch again and a third egg dropped, her undulating pussy walls, pushing her eggs to freedom sent another wave of pleasure through her. She was verging on the edge of orgasm.

“A-Another!?” shakes out Sara before feeling the second egg leave her aroused, wet, young pussy, dropping to the tiled floor with few taps as it bounce a few times.

The third seemed to make the journey much, much slower, teasing the walls of her pulsing tunnel, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm, her pussy literally drooling with anticipation of liberating the third egg.

After what felt like forever, the third egg arrived at the exit, the narrow end of the egg sticking out of her dripping pussy, spreading her wet lips.

Sara waited on edge for the egg to drop, giving her that last bit of pleasure that would send her over, but to her shock, it didn’t, the egg had stopped!

“Nooo!” whines Sara bouncing her hips up and down.

But the bouncing didn’t work, the overabundance of her juices had created a sort of weak glue that held the egg at the opening of her vagina.

Wanting so badly to orgasm, Sara reached down with her right and attempted to grab the egg protruding from her, but her fluids covering it made it slippery and instead of pulling it out, the egg slipped back inside; although the egg wasn’t removed, the sensation of it returning back in, gave Sara the surge of pleasure she needed as she cried out in bliss as she orgasm finally arrived, and amusingly enough, the orgasm she so badly wanted, causing her pussy to spasm and clinch, pushed the egg out quickly, before Sara leaned forward onto her hands, lowering her head to the floor, her position mimicking a bowing, as her body quaked in the throws of orgasm, fresh juice oozed from her pussy and showering the newly laid egg in her precious fluid.

“More…” pants Sara, quickly sending her right hand under her and to her messy young pussy, placing two fingers against her clit and rubbing the hard nub.

This sent a renewed surge of pleasure through her body, extending and strengthening her orgasm, causing more fluid to leave her, her pussy throbbing in the amazing sensations of her powerful, egg laying induced orgasm.

Sara then realized something as she feed her orgasm, she was changing, she’s been horny before, but never like this; this couldn’t be her body, the sensations where almost too much; A gasp left her lips as two of her fingers plunged into her tight pussy, producing a repeated squishing sound from her thrusting fingers.

‘My body…’ thinks Sara, her body flooded with pleasure, her pussy oozing more and more. ‘My finger’s… their moving on their own, I can’t stop! It feels so good!’

Sara sat up, her face expressing great pleasure, looking down to the mess below her, the two eggs completely covered in her, cum?, no, her body produced it before she came, lubricant, yes, that what it was, but Sara didn’t like that name, her juices needed a new word…

Another pang of pleasure hit her, more juice flowed free, Sara sniffed the air, her scent had invaded her stall, the smell of her sex, it was a sweet, pleasant smell…

“Honey…” pants Sara smiling.

Yes, honey, that would be the new name of her juices, the juice that pooled below her spreading out, her legs already creating a channel.

A wider smile formed on her face, a now familiar pressure returned deep inside her, a fourth egg, a wondrous fourth egg wanted out; far be it from Sara to hinder it now, high on her own bodies pleasure, removing her fingers from her drooling pussy, grabbing her clit between her thumb and index finger and grinding it between the digits.

An explosive orgasm rocked her body, what number what it, 6? Maybe 9? She’d lost count, one thing was certain, orgasms not only didn’t hinder the process of her egg leaving, it actually speed it up, the rippling wave of orgasm flowed though her body, causing the egg to quickly squeeze out of where ever it came from and down her spasming pussy.

Continuing to grind her clit, orgasm after orgasm hit her, her honey gushing out of her young pussy in unnatural amounts, there seemed to be no end to it; the egg was nearly free, her messy lips yawned out one more time, the tip of the egg poked out, one more orgasm, one more and it would be free; Sara squeezed her throbbing clit, hard; another explosive orgasm hit, propelling the egg out with a small splat as it landed into the massive pool off her honey, next to the two previous eggs.

Her pussy spewed forth her honey, her voice seemingly taken from her from the massive rolling wave of pleasure flowing through her body, her pussy continued to eject more and more honey, like the final moments of a fireworks show.

The massive surge of pleasure couldn’t be only contained with her pussy, her tiny nipples, long since rock hard, began oozing her honey from the tips, creating two growing wet spots on her tank-top.

The pleasure ended soon after her nipples began oozing, leaving Sara’s body shaking vigorously, as she was now allowed to return to her senses, the departure of the forth egg seeming to end her high degree of horniness.

Her body spent, Sara limply fell back, her head barely missing the toilet before she rested on her back, her body, convulsing on the tiled floor.

Sara remained in this position for a few minutes, while her body recovered.

“It’s like… I was a different person, I couldn’t stop…” States Sara, worried, fully remembering what she had experienced, “What’s… happening to me?”

*Bell Ringing*

END

Intresting, hot, and quirky. I liked it.

Awww, I liked it a lot! More please. =)

chapter 3

-One year ago, a few months later-

It’s been over two months since Sara’s multiple egg-laying event, and many more followed. She did well to hide her secret from her friends, classmates and even her family. Whether she wanted to or not, Sara was changing, surges of horniness was no longer restricted to her egg laying, her pussy would ooze honey as if begging for her touch, fortunately, many of these surges happened when she was at home, allowing her the privacy of her room or bathroom, Few times, it happened in class, at which time she asked to be excused to go to the bathroom, One particular time though, one of her classes had a sub who didn’t allow anyone to leave to the bathroom, so Sara sat in her seat with her pussy oozing her honey in copious amounts, pleading for the touch of her fingers; needless to say, upon the end of the class, Sara rushed to the bathroom and fingered herself to a frenzy.

Although no one noticed her honey trailing down her legs when she wore skirts, in an effort to prevent the trails, Sara tried stuffing toilet paper into her panties, the attempt worked in what she wanted done, but the result created a horrid mess in her panties, the tissue and her honey created a kind of thick glue-like substance, causing her panties to become literally stuck to her. Sara decided against using toilet paper, and tried paper towel, although not as effective as toilet paper, it did the job well, but had double-edge sword effect, walking around with the soaking wet paper towels, rubbed against her pussy enough to pleasure her, thus creating more honey that would soon overtake the paper towel. In the end, Sara went without stuffing her panties, it was easier to clean without the extra.

Sara also began to get accustomed to the process of her egg-laying, and even managed to develop an ability to resist the process from causing her to make a mad dash to the nearest bathroom, which obviously made her very happy, though, resisting the process came with a side effect, Sara would become very horny, and the feeling would continue to grow and grow till one of two things happened, 1: Sara would simply give in and rush to the bathroom and lay her eggs, which would speed out of her. 2: Her body would deliberately disobey her request at postponement and almost shoot the eggs from her, Sara only experienced this once, to test the limit of her ability to hold back the process, her panties, in the time frame of five seconds, were flooded with SIX eggs, many of them falling from her panties from them being stretched. The sensation of losing her eggs in this way didn’t hurt, but gave her a since of what it must feel like to, ‘lose to my body and wet myself.’. Fortunately, at that time, Sara was at home, alone, after the surprise of suddenly losing all her eggs at once and her honey oozing from her pussy, she gathered her eggs from the floor; she had begun collecting them, they were pretty, she thought; and went to the bathroom, to clean her and the eggs.

Sara also tried making a chart of her laying, and discovered a sort of pattern; many, not all, but many layings occurred three days after the last.

With a chart and able to hold the urge to lay back, this made Sara’s life much less stressful and able to play with her friends without much need to worry, the only thing her friends noticed was her increased bathroom usage and began being teased about it, though Sara could deal with her friends teasing.

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Now, Sara and her class was on a field trip, one she was actually looking forward to, they were at a local forest that was populated with many small animals and the goal was to try finding any animals.

Sara wore a pink T-shirt and a matching skirt.

The class was currently together, sitting in a circle, many of the girl’s chatted about hoping to see a Deer, many of the boys though openly expressed being bored.

Sara also chatted with her friends and about fifteen minutes in, there was a gasp from a girl as she pointed a finger in a direction behind Sara, “Hey! It’s a Deer! Over there!”

The entire class looked to where the girl pointed and like she said, there was a Deer near, eating something from the ground. The class was only able to admire the animal for about ten seconds before a boy throw a small rock towards the deer, not hitting it but scaring it enough for it to run off.

“Darn, almost!” states the boy.

Much of the class complained about the boy scaring off the Deer and the teacher quickly scolded him.

After the group calmed down some from it, one of Sara’s friends, a short-haired redhead, commented to her, whispering…

“I know we only have like ten minutes left out here, but I have to pee so bad!” she stated, her legs shifting frequently, she wore a white T-shirt and blue jeans.

“Um, what are you telling me for?” asks Sara, though, she could feel the start of her body telling her there was some eggs that wanted out, placing her right hand to her abdomen, her friend noticed this…

“Do you have to go too?” she asks.

What Sara was actually doing, was trying to feel out the number of eggs, she guessed five…

“Um, yeah, I gotta go now too, thanks for that Jessica.” replies Sara jokingly.

“Heh, sorry, but can you ask to go to the bathroom? You are the one that goes to the bathroom the most though.”

Sara raised and eyebrow at the comment, “You intend on going in the woods?”

“I’d like to avoid that if possible.” replies Jessica smiling.

“You can’t hold it in till we leave?” asks Sara smiling.

Jessica opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it and sent her left hand to her crotch.

“C-Come on Sara, I can’t hold it that long!”

“Ok, ok…” replies Sara giggling before raising her right hand.

-

Sara asks to go to the bathroom and got the approval then Jessica asked to go with her, she also got the ok.

The two girl’s soon were walking back along the small trail back to a small building that housed bathrooms, though the building was about seven minutes away, and if Jessica couldn’t hold on for ten more minutes…

“Ohhhh…” moans Jessica as she leans forward with her hands pressed against her crotch. “I-I don’t think I’m going to make it…”

“Looks like your going to have to go here in the forest.” teases Sara walking in front of Jessica and spinning on her right foot to face her friend, smiling.

“You could help me instead of teasing me yanno.” states Jessica.

“Ok, what do you want me to do?”

Then, with a gasp, Jessica stated, “Oh no! It‘s starting to come out!” and attempted to leave the trail to go behind a tree.

Though, Sara teasingly grabs Jessica’s left arm.

“Hey! Let me go Sara! I can’t stop it! It’s coming out!” pleaded Jessica desperately.

Jessica managed to rip her arm free from Sara and ran into the forest, with Sara following close behind.

“It’s just like we do at your place Jessica!” states Sara.

The two ran for a couple seconds before Jessica stopped, along with Sara behind her, who saw Jessica hurriedly remove her pants, Sara could see pee leaving her panties as she lifted her legs from her pants, once they were off, Jessica quickly moved the peed crotch of her panties away and moaned in relief as a harder stream left her to the ground.

Sara walked in front of Jessica with a smile, though her friend looked at her with a frown.

“What’s wrong with you!? I nearly wet my pants!” states Jessica a little angered at her as she emptied her bladder.

“You always say you wanted to try wetting yourself outside.” comments Sara smiling.

“Not while we’re at school!” quickly replies Jessica.

Sara suddenly groaned softly and placed her right hand over her abdomen and felt the slickness of her honey from her pussy, a thought then occurred to her, ‘Wait a minute, I just tried to make my friend wet herself, DURING school! My horniness is starting to effect other people…”

“SARA!” states Jessica suddenly in Sara’s face, causing her to gasp out and take a few steps back.

“Ah! What!?”

Jessica was now standing bottomless, her naked rear and hairless crotch in full view. She raised her panties to Sara’s view, the crotch of then were yellow.

“Your panties…”

“Huh?” questions Sara.

“You do remimber what I had always suggested if one of use do wet themselves outside right? We swap panties.”

Sara gasped in horror at the memory, but she couldn’t honor it, her panties were already messy and there was eggs on the way…

Sara took a few steps back, “Jessica wait…”

“Oh no you don’t…” states Jessica stepping to her. “By making me wet my panties, you agreed to give me yours.”

“B-but Jessica-” states Sara before her back met a tree, then another sudden groan and placing her right hand to her abdomen.

Jessica saw this and smiled…

“Actually, the phrase, ‘what goes around, comes around’, comes to mind.”

Sara gasped at this, that was even worse, she was already horny and eggs wanted out, not only could Jessica discover her secret, Sara didn’t know how she herself would react from someone else touching her body in this state.

“Jessica…”

Jessica though, stepped up to Sara to the point she pressed her front against Sara’s, placing her left hand on Sara’s right shoulder, who tensed slightly from her friend pressing up against her. Jessica then placed her right hand, with the panties on her middle finger, on Sara’s chest, causing her to gasp as the pressure of Jessica’s hand against her nipple sent a surge of pleasure through her.

“Heh, you like this huh?” states Jessica teasingly, smiling as she looked at Sara’s face, her eyes tightly closed, though she started to trail her hand down… “But, we don’t have time for fore-play this time…”

When Jessica reached her destination, Sara’s abdomen, then pressed her hand in, eliciting a sharp gasp from Sara, though Jessica quickly moved her left hand from her shoulder to cover her mouth as Sara’s body trembled.

“Hehe… your so easy Sara…”

After Jessica figured Sara wasn’t going to be loud again, she removed her hand and returned it to Sara’s right shoulder, but Sara’s lips were covered once again, with Jessica’s lips. Sara moaned into the kiss, Jessica thought it was from Sara’s desperate need to pee, but Jessica’s touch had given her an orgasm, a relatively weak one, but an orgasm none-the-less.

Sara then felt Jessica’s hand press in again, causing her to moan louder into the kiss as her eggs shifted and her uterus went into a contraction, through her weakening hold, Sara kept closed her cervix, she could fill an egg positioned against her cervix, the moment, she lost focus, it would slip through to her vagina.

Regarding her honey, it’s thickness already trailed down her legs, reaching pass her knees.

When the kiss ended, Sara was breathing hard, she wouldn’t be able to take much more.

“I know it must be hurting Sara…” comments Jessica before reaching her right hand under the waistband of Sara’s skirt and panties to feel the naked skin of her abdomen, and to her mild surprise, a bulge, “Heh, it’s sticking out, you must have a lot of yummy pee in there…”

The sounds of their classmate caused Jessica to pause and look behind her, seeing through the trees, the group passing them, then back to Sara, smiling.

“Well, it looks like times up…” she states as she places her left hand over Sara’s mouth. “The pee has to come out now.”

With that, Jessica pushed into Sara’s abdomen hard, releasing a loud moan from Sara, even with her mouth covered, as her eggs were quite literally squeezed from her womb, through her cervix, which dilated easily, and through her vagina and crammed into her soaked panties. Two eggs were easy to contain, but from the third egg on, caused them all to spill out to the ground with numerous thuds.

The eggs came out too rapidly to count their number, but Sara knew, her original guess of five was wrong, it was more than five.

All the eggs weren’t out before her second orgasm struck her, pushing out the remaining eggs.

Jessica meanwhile was puzzled by the repeated *thump *thump* *thump* sounds and from feeling something solid hit her shoe, looked down to see a number of different colored and patterned eggs litter the ground at their feet, then seeing on fall from under Sara’s skirt, Jessica quickly released her with a gasp and stepped back, allowing Sara, weak from orgasm, to slide down the tree to the ground, sitting on a few eggs.

“W-What the!?” gasps Jessica.

“…” Sara couldn’t think of anything to say, only turned her head away from Jessica and although pleasure waved through her, began to cry…

END

chapter 4
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-One Year Ago, three days later-

Her secret was out, Sara feared the worse as her friend Jessica looked down at her, the newly laid eggs littering the ground at their feet. Sara expected to hear her friend call her a freak and/or run away, but it never came…

As Sara closed her eyes and silently cried, she heard something she didn’t expect, “There pretty…”

Sara opened her eyes and looked at Jessica, who was on her knees with one of the eggs in her right hand.

Ultimately, to Sara’s shock, Jessica was more intrigued than freaked by what happened and a string of questions followed. Sara answered what she could, leading to Jessica to comment about it being cool.

More questions soon followed as Jessica helped clean her and gather her eggs and try to catch up with the class.

Sara soon began to think it would have been better, and less embarrassing, if Jessica had been freaked out about her laying eggs…

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-Sara’s room-

Sara was currently on her bed flipping through channels on the tv in her room, dressed in a pink T-shirt and blue jeans.

Jessica had also come to visit her, there wasn’t a day after her finding out her secret that she had a new question to ask Sara about her eggs and laying them, something that was quickly beginning to annoying Sara, but she didn’t want to hurt her friends feelings by telling her to stop. Jessica wore a white long-sleeve shirt and matching pleated skirt, she was also looking at Sara’s calendar in her room…

“Hey, what’s up with all the circles and X’s on your calendar? Some of the dates circled still have an X over them.”

Half of the current months days had X’s up to the present day, but many of the circles, many 3 days apart, continued through to the end of the month.

“It’s a chart.” answers Sara as she continues searching the channels for something to watch. “… Man, there’s nothing on…”

“A chart of what?” asks Jessica.

“It’s to predict what day I’m going to be laying eggs.” replies Sara.

“Really!?” You made a chart of that?” asks Jessica excitedly as she sees the days date has a circle around it.

“Yeah, but it’s not 100% accurate.” states Sara before smiling at finding something interesting to watch on TV and placing the remote down next to her.

“So the days that have circles around them, means you’ll lay some eggs?” asks Jessica.

“That’s the idea…” replies Sara before laughing at the show on TV.

“Yanno, there’s a circle around today’s date Sakura.” replies Jessica grinning as she turns around to face Sara.

“Huh?” questions Sara as she turns her attention away from the TV and looks to the calendar behind Jessica and seeing that today’s date did have a circle around it. “Uh, ok, so what?” adds Sara becoming a little nervous.

Jessica continued smiling as she walked to the bed and got onto it, positioning herself on her hands and knees as she traveled the short distance to Sara, “I wanna see it.”

“W-What!?” gasps Sara, immediately blushing. “N-No! It’s too embarrassing! I don’t even feel the urge to lay any eggs.”

Jessica frowned slightly but continued to smile as she sat up on her legs.

“I can’t watch?”

“No.”

“Well…” comments Jessica placing her right hand to her chin and looking up in thought. “I wonder how people would react if they found out your secret?”

“Y-You wouldn’t!” gasps Sara looking worried. “T-That’s… that’s…”

“Blackmail?” replies Jessica smiling.

“Yeah!”

“Well, who would you rather see you lay your eggs? Someone who doesn’t know your secret and spreads it around, or…” replies Jessica, getting back to her hands and knees and crawling to Sara, pushing her onto her back and positioning herself over her, looking down, “Let one of your friends, who likes it, watch?”

“B-But I don’t even have to lay any eggs.” states Sara.

“I can wait, will you let me watch when you do?” asks Jessica.

Sara looked away for a moment, blushing redder.

“O-Ok… you can watch.”

“Awesome!” replies Jessica smiling before kissing Sara lightly on the forehead, before moving herself down Sara’s body a little to began licking her neck, drawing a gasp from Sara, lifting her hands up to Jessica’s head.

“Ah! H-hey, we can’t do that yet! My mom is right in the other room!”

Jessica lifted her head and smiles, “Then I guess you better be quite then huh?”

This seemed to quite Sara to a whine as Jessica lowered her hands down to the bottom of Saras shirt and lifts it, revealing her DFC and her hardening nipples. Jessica quickly took one into her mouth and pinched the other with her fingers, drawing a gasp from Sara before she quickly closed her mouth with a groan.

Jessica continued to tease Sara’s increasingly hardening nipples with her tongue and fingers till she felt them at there peak erectness. Once her nipples were fully erect, Sara seemed to receive a much higher degree of pleasure as she squirmed under her friend, trying in vain to free her nipples from Jessica’s mouth and fingers, soon placing both hands over her mouth as she started to moan louder.

Soon, the pleasure became too much as Sara’s squirming quickly stopped as her body went ridged and lifted her chest up a little, shaking. Upon Sara’s orgasm fading, Jessica removed her lips from Sara’s rock-hard nipple, though continued to tease the other with her hand.

“Hehe, I love it that you can come from playing with your nipples!” comments Jessica smiling lowering her mouth back down the wet nub and licking it a few times, drawing out a couple flinches of pleasure from Sara. “There so sensitive…” a lick, “and hard…” another lick, “but if I nibble…” states Jessica before lightly pinching Sara’s nipple between her teeth, producing a sharp gasp from Sara as she quickly raised her chest up again, though Jessica removed her teeth after one bite. “There soft… hehe, there hard on the outside, but soft on the inside, like two pink skittles.” states Jessica.

Sara simply blushed at the comment, but spoke up when Jessica’s hands left her chest and lowered to her pants and started to unbutton/zip them, Sara quickly sent her hands down to Jessica’s.

“Hey, at least wait till my mom goes back downstairs.”

Jessica looked up with a smile, “Make me.”

Sara looked nervous at the challenge and soon backed down, slowly removing her hands from Jessica’s, allowing her to loosen her jeans and began to pull them, along with her pink panties, off her waist and down her legs before pulling them free and tossing the two article of clothes of the bed, then spreading Sara’s legs, to clearly reveal to the hairless, aroused and wet, folds of skin that is Sara’s young labia.

Jessica was on her way to sending her mouth down to the honey pot below her, when she noticed a bulge above Sara’s pussy, her abdomen; Jessica places her right hand over it and caressed the slight bulge for a moment before looking up at Sara with a grin.

“It’s sticking out, does that mean…” states Jessica.

Sara sat up a little and lowers her right hand down to her abdomen, moving Jessica’s hand out of the way and placing her hand over the bulge.

“It means there are eggs in me, I don’t have an urge to lay them yet.”

“Oh, goodie! How long before you lay them?”

“I dunno, it could be any second.”

“Maybe another orgasm will speed it up…” suggests Jessica as she lowers her lips down to Sara’s waiting pussy, releasing yet another gasp from her as she fell back onto the bed, moving her right hand from her abdomen to Jessica’s head.

As she teased Sara’s lower lips with her tongue, Jessica returned her right hand to the small bulge of Sara’s abdomen, rubbing the area as she soon brought Sara to her second orgasm, quickly raising her left hand to her mouth to muffle her moaning as Jessica continued to lap at her pussy for the duration or her climax.

Upon the high ending, Sara relaxed with a sigh, removing her hand from her mouth. Jessica raised her head from between Sara thighs, her mouth and chin wet with Sara’s arousal juices.

“Did that do anything?” asks Jessica eagerly.

“Heh, it did something.” comments Sara smiling as she feels the small waves of post-orgasm flowing through her.

“I mean your eggs silly.”

“Oh, heh, no.”

“Dang-it, isn’t there a way to trigger it?”

“Yeah, usually a quick j- wait! I’m not telling you!” replies Sara before gasping and sitting up.

“What!?” Why!?” quickly replies Jessica. “A quick what?”

“I’m not telling you, you’d try to do it every time then.”

Jessica frowned slightly with a smile.

“Fine, if you won’t tell I’ll just have to figure out a way to trigger it myself.” replies Jessica before thinking and quickly coming up with an idea, pushing Sara back down onto her back with a gasp from her and pulling up her shirt again to reveal the two erect nubs of her nipples, quickly grasping them with her fingers, eliciting another gasp from Sara as she lifted her chest up. “I’m going to make you come until you tell me.” adds Jessica.

Although, either fortunately, or unfortunately for Sara, the surprise of being pushed back, was enough of a jerk to her body to cause her uterus to contract, squeezing the eggs in her womb, trying to free them through her cervix. Though Sara immediately groaned and sent her hands down to her abdomen.

Jessica noticed this and looked down her Sara’s hands, “Do you have to do it now?” asks Jessica eagerly.

“Yeah…” answers Sara simply, soon feeling a surge of horniness go through her as she looked up at Jessica.

“Oh, great!” replies Jessica releasing Sara’s nipples and sitting up. “Turn over and get on your hands and knees, I wanna get a good look at it coming out!”

Sara fulfilled Jessica’s request and rolled onto her stomach then lifting herself on her hands and knees, with her pussy facing Jessica, allowing her to see the honey oozing from her slit, over her clit and drip down to the bed.

“Ohhh, hey, your oozing something…” comments Jessica positioning her right hand in the path of the fluid, before moving her hand to her face, “I wonder how it tastes…” and taking a lick, her reaction to the tastes was nearly immediate, a sour look briefly crossed her face. “Ugh, not very good.”

“You ready?” asks Sara.

“Yeah!” quickly replies Jessica with a smile, wiping her hand clean with the bed cover. “Anytime your ready!”

“Ok, I’m gonna relax now…”

As soon as Sara relaxed her clenching of her cervix, she immediately felt an egg start to push through, once again stretching her cervix. Although, Sara quickly realized with a groan, something was different, this egg was larger than her previous ones, the usual dilation her cervix would go through, Sara had become accustomed to. This larger egg though stretched her beyond the usual limit, bringing back the uncomfortable pressure of her earlier layings. From the egg stretching her cervix to new limits, it’s progress was slow.

Sara’s body, sensing the slight strain, aided her laying by producing more of her honey, Jessica looked on in amazement as she saw the increase, the oozing had turned into thick globs that would leave Sara’s pussy.

“Wow, there’s a lot more coming out now, what does that mean?” asks Jessica.

“I-It means, I’m having a little trouble…” replies Sara with a brief groan. “The egg is bigger than the others I’ve laid.”

“Oh, I didn’t know you could lay different sizes!” states Jessica happily.

“Me neither.”

With the added honey swirling around inside her vagina, the eggs progress sped up a little. Then with a gasp mixed with discomfort and pleasure, Sara felt the eggs widest part stretch her cervix out to a new limit before it finally slipped free and into the tunnel of her vagina, leaving her cervix gaping open for a few seconds before the gap shrunk, only a little though, many eggs having passed through it, the opening would no longer completely close on it’s own, leaving just the tiniest of gaps now.

The eggs increased size was also felt by her vagina, the egg pressing against the tight, slippery walls of her pussy as it did it’s job and pushed the egg towards freedom, expelling more and more large globs of her honey from her slowly yawning labia.

“Ahhh! It’s coming!” announces Sara as the eggs departure brought her closer and closer to her yet another orgasm.

Jessica was speechless as she watched in amazement as she saw Sara’s labia spread and the egg begin to show itself, peeking out of the small hole.

Despite her cervix having a slight problem with the eggs widest part, the entrance/exit to her vagina didn’t have that problem, easily falling out, not before nicking her clit though on the way down, landing with a slight splat down into the pool of her honey, while Sara moaned out loudly, though quickly sending her face down into her bed to muffle her moaning as she young body quaked the orgasmic sensations flowed through her body for a third time, her pussy gushing out the remaining honey, drowning her newly laid egg in her fluid.

END

Chapter 5! ^_^

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-One year ago, about two months later-

A few months later, all is well, normal even… well, as normal life can be when you’re a pre-teen girl that can lay eggs. Nothing major to report, Sara’s secret is still only known to one of her friends, her quickly growing collection of beautiful, unique eggs soon began to run out of safe hiding spots though, but her friend Jessica quickly offered to start a collection of her eggs, Sara agreed without much issue. All in all, Sara had become content in her new life, egg-laying for her had become as normal for her as peeing is for ‘normal’ people, though, peeing had no where near the pleasure that Sara’s egg-laying gave.

But… normalcy was soon to come to an end for Sara, her body was soon to remind her, don’t get too relaxed, when it’s something you want secret.

For the most part, the size of her eggs were of the normal, chicken sized, ranging from the normal small to extra large sizes, her record amount of most eggs laid at a single time was 12, a full dozen, it seemed to be her limit… … … in numbers…

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“Nngh…”

Sara groaned as she awoken, it was Monday, the first school day of the week, her mind was in a fog, there were a few facts though she realized in her cloudy mind, she was on her bed, on her belly, nude, the bed cover covering her up to her neck, her bed was cold. It was strange, her bed should be warm from her body heat; instead, it was cool, cold, enough to cause her little body to shiver.

This made no sense, what was the cause, why was her bed cold to the touch, making her shiver. Sara moved her right leg and the unmistakable sound of squishing invaded her ears, and a sticky wetness, causing the bed cover to move with her leg.

Wetness, the bed was wet; did she pee the bed while she slept? No, there was stickiness, pee doesn’t have stickiness and there was no way she could pee enough for it to spread over her entire body.

Wetness, stickiness… another clue, her crotch, her pussy felt clammy; actually, all of her skin from the neck down felt clammy, but her pussy was number 1 in the unpleasantness.

Three clue now, the bed was wet, she was sticky all over, her skin felt clammy… a forth, final clue hit her, a smell, a familiar smell, it wasn’t unpleasant, far from it, it was sweet, like candy. Sara instantly recognized this aroma, it was her honey.

Her honey! She figured out the cause of her chill, her bed was soaked in her honey! She remembered now, the fog in her mind was fading, last night, she was struck with one of her horny spells, Trances as she now called them, she masturbated like the world was coming to an end, orgasm after orgasm, her honey flooded from her young pussy like a broken dam, rolling around in her bed, covering her entire body with her honey, Sara’s body was a slippery, sticky mess, every orgasm, her rock hard nipples spurted out honey. Only three points of her body released the honey, but Sara felt as though every pour of her body excreted her honey, after that though, nothing…

“Did I pass out?” thinks Sara aloud. “I don’t remimber stopping and going to sleep.”

An ache…

“Nngh!”

What brought Sara out of her slumber, a throbbing, deep inside…

“My stomach…” groans Sara.

Another throb…

“Wait, not my stomach…” comments Sara, moving her right hand down and under her body, not too far from her belly, Sara’s hand ran into a large bulge over her abdomen. An egg…

Sara’s lips formed a brief smile, before quickly fading as she felt another throb.

“Something’s wrong…” states Sara.

She lifted herself from the bed, causing a sticky, sucking sound to be produced as she lifted herself from her now hours old honey, thick strings connected her front to the bed for a few moments, though the bed cover remained stuck to her back as she sat up. Sara quickly acknowledge the visitor on her back, though let it be as she looked down at herself… Sara saw an large bulge of her abdomen, larger than normal. She placed her right index finger on the bulge and pushed lightly, no movement inside, just a hard, firm, solidness. Sara’s eyes when wide in realization, their wasn’t a group of eggs in her womb, but one, large egg, an egg larger than anything she produced to date.

Sara was both excited and worried from this discovery, excited from the pleasure of laying it would be, but worried that the egg was TOO large, she wasn’t sure if she could stretch open wide enough for it to leave her body and if she couldn’t, something that over the course of the months had provided pleasure, would give pain.

Sara recognized the throbbing was from the size of the egg in her womb, but it had yet to stimulate her womb enough to push it out.

She looked at her nearby alarm clock, she had a little over an hour before school.

“This is new, I better not risk it…” comments Sara.

She moved off her sticky bed, getting to her feet as the bed cover remained on her back, she took about two steps, finding that some of it reached the floor and sat down on the bed and moved her feet over the cover that reached the floor and then stood, peeling off the cover with a sound resembling Velcro.

Sara walked to her closed door and unlocked it, opening it slowly with a small squeak from the hinges, she peaked her head out of the door, and looked down the hall way, she could hear her parents talking downstairs, she guessed the kitchen, it was safe, Sara quickly rushes out of her room, closing the door as she heads to the bathroom.

Once there, Sara closed the door and locks it before walking to the mirror, seeing a familiar sight, the state of her hair… her honey had got into her hair as well, causing it to become stiff and ‘frozen’ in a disarrayed position.

Without wasting anymore time, Sara moved away from the mirror to the tub and turned on the shower, found a comfortable temperature and stepped into the tub, letting the hot water warm her chilled body, rinsing off the honey from her body. Within just one minute, the only area of her body that retained the last of the aged substance was her crotch.

Moving her right hand south, Sara rubbed the remaining honey from the delicate lips, also sending a surge of pleasure through her body, eliciting a moan from her.

Then, Sara began to feel it, her body had already warmed up, but the water wasn’t causing the further heat through her body, her pussy begin to ache with need, her labia started to feel mildly numb… a trance was coming, though, she soon snatched her hand from her crotch, placing both of her hands in front of her against the wall, the water from the shower raining down on her head as she groaned from the raising horniness.

“N-No… I can’t…”

She couldn’t risk going into a trance right now, it was a rule she made for herself, ‘No Trances before school’ Once in a trance, she was no longer in control, she couldn’t control how long she’d Trance. Sara knew it would be a horrible experience if she allowed herself to Trance and be late for school, causing her mom or dad to come find her writhing on the floor, high on her own bodies pleasure.

Sara was very strict with herself on this rule, she still found it very hard to resist sometimes though.

She groaned more under the water beating down on her head, legs trembling, her pussy begged for her touch, fresh, warm honey oozed from those two preteen lips, slowly trailing down her legs, her nipples had become stiff and lengthened, her skin tingled. Sara moaned as her legs became jelly, falling to her knees, only grasping the two knobs for the shower and bath prevented her entire body from falling to floor of the tub. The Pleasure, it was rising, her pussy throbbed almost painfully for the touch of her fingers. Her moaning was getting louder, wanting to prevent alerting her parents, Sara removed her left hand from the bath knob and covered her mouth, though shortly after, a paralyzing shot of pleasure struck her, causing her to lose her grip on the remaining knob she held onto and fell completely to the floor of the tub. Honey begin to ooze from her nipples as her pleasure rose and rose.

Then, it happened, her pussy seemed to explode, a loud ‘splat’ rang in the bathroom as a large amount of her honey was ejected from her pussy as she came, causing her to moan loudly into her hand covering her mouth as she writhed on the floor of the tub in an orgasm she did nothing to earn.

This wasn’t new to Sara, her body actually gave her orgasms, she didn’t have to do a thing! Sara thought of it as a blessing and a curse, depending on the situation.

Upon the orgasms end, Sara lays on the floor of the tub, her entire body trembling, but, she had done it once again, her body was returning to a lower temperature, her pussy’s aching had died down considerably, her labia felt normal, the Trance was fading.

Resisting the Trance and the resulting orgasm had drained her, causing her to lay on the floor, the water from the showerhead raining down on her back. Sara found though, that despite the powerful orgasm, the egg in her womb didn’t move and with the absence of the pleasure flooding her senses, the throbbing, mild pain of her uterine walls forced to contain the oversized egg had return.

Sara sighed in disappointment, if an orgasm as strong as that wouldn’t trigger a laying, that means she had no choice but to wait for when IT was ready.

“I just hope you don’t try to leave when I’m in class…” states Sara.

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After re-cleaning off her honey that she collapsed onto, then washed her body off normally, Sara ended the shower, dried off with a towel, wrapped it around her body and returned back to her room.

Sara immediately gasped upon walking into her room, she had gotten used to not smelling the odor of her honey and the aged honey that soaked her bed and cover hit her hard, it was horribly unpleasant, Though, she had no choice but to resume walking into her room, closing the door, she’d had to get used to it again.

Walking to her bed, Sara removed her bath towel and placed it on her bed and sat on the towel, then looking down to her bulging abdomen and placed her right hand down and rested upon it with a smile.

Shortly after, Sara looked to her clock again, about forty minutes left.

“Maybe another orgasm could help…”

If she could help it, Sara would like to liberate this egg from her body before going to school…

She didn’t tend to her pussy though for her release, instead, she raised her hands up to her chest, and pinched her soft nipples between her fingers, bringing a smile to her face and a soft moan. Pinching and pulling them quickly brought the two numbs at attention, fully erect and ready for attention, and attention they certainly got, With two simultaneous pinches, Sara gasps out as she thrown herself back on the towel, moaning in pleasure as she rolled her fingers over her nipple, soon, Sara began to feel a familiar slimy wetness, raising her head slightly, she saw her nipple oozing her honey. Releasing her nipples, Sara grasped what fat under her breasts that she could and squeezed, gasping out louder as she arched her body, while honey oozed quickly out of her nipple from the squish. She could feel the warmth of her honey oozing out of her pussy and over her anus.

It wasn’t long before Sara’s nipple ministrations brought her to her second orgasm of the day. A wet ‘plop’ sound from her pussy ejecting a large amount of honey was the primary sound as Sara just groans hard in effort to resist moaning out and alerting her parents.

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Sara’s attempt at inducing a laying had failed, she now walked through the hallway of her school, wearing a pink blouse and matching skirt. Her choice of clothing had a purpose, to hide the bulge in her abdomen, it would be too easily noticeable wearing jeans.

Sara walked into her home Room class and made her way to her seat and sat down, the pressure of the egg deep within her body hadn’t gone away, but it hadn’t got any worse, just a constant, nagging pressure, if that was all that she had to deal with though, Sara knew she could handle it.

However………

“AHhhhHhhhHH- NNGH!”

Only 20 minutes had passed and Sara was jolted from the egg deciding now was the time. The pressure rose to unbelievable heights as her womb contracted, attempting to push the large egg out of the cervix.

“Is something wrong Ms. Forbes?” asks the teacher, turning around from writing on the chalkboard.

Sara could feel it, the egg was trying to stretch her cervix wide enough to pass, but it couldn’t! Her fear was becoming a reality, the egg was simply too big, it had quickly stretched her cervix to her limit.

“I-I have to g-go… Ah! Nnngh!” replies Sara before gasping out and hugging her desk, her honey was flowing but it wasn’t helping; to make matters worse, her womb continued to contract, pushing the oversized egg against her cervix, her body was going to force it out!

The classes teacher, quickly had become worried, this was the first time the teacher or any of Sara’s classmates had seen her seeming to be in pain. The teacher quickly walked around there desk and to Sara and placing their hand to Sara’s shoulder.

“If you need any help to the bathroom…” suggests the teacher.

“P-Please?” asks Sara, tears had begun to form in her eyes, the egg wasn’t stopping, her cervix was hurting, she was in pain, unbelievable pain!

Her teacher quickly grasps Sara’s right arm and slowly pulls Sara up to her feet, many of the students began teasing her, though Sara didn’t care about that.

Through the pain of her cervix, Sara’s brain recognized a few steps before a sharp, searing pain came from her cervix, causing Sara to cry out loudly and collapse to the floor, onto her hands and knees.

“IT HURTS! IT HURTS!” cried Sara.

Sara teacher, and her classmates were now confused, this couldn’t be just some need to pee or poop if Sara was crying like this. The teacher quickly knelt down beside her.

“Sara, what’s wrong!?

The pain had drowned out Sara’s awareness of where she was, and was becoming light-headed, it wasn’t long before she did the only thing she could think of…

Sara started to strip out of her clothes, shocking her teacher and causing her classmates to gasp, the boys quickly leaving their seats and crowing around, and the teacher quickly tried, in vain to make them return to their seats as with-in a minute, a crying Sara only wore her white panties before returning to her hands and knees and moving her right hand under her to her panties and under them and feverously rubbing at her clit, trying to drown out the pain with pleasure.

Somewhere, Sara heard screaming, her name being repeatedly called, but her only idea was working, she was already speeding to climax, she moaned out with unrestricted bliss. Sara could feel the mass within her moving, Her orgasm hit, she moaned out loud. Her plan only partially worked though, as her orgasm caused her egg to shoot through her tormented cervix, pain, so much pain! The orgasm did almost nothing, collapsing to the floor, Sara only felt her panties were pulled very tight against her body, before passing out…

It was over, her secret was out…


Normalcy? You can divide that by you know what, cause that’s gone.



TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter 6! ^_^

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With a start, Sara awakened, confused at where she was, looking around, it was clear she was in a hospital room, laying on her back on a white bed with a thin sheet over her body.

Sara sat up, causing the sheet to fall to her lap, revealing the white hospital gown she wore, she could feel a draft on her back as well. A slight twinge of pain in her right arm caused her to look and she saw an IV.

“What the…” she commented, placing her left hand over the needle in her arm. “Why am I in a hospital?”

Looking in front of her, Sara saw the door to her room was open and saw a number of people walk pass her room.

Since she felt just fine, Sara decided to leave her bed, her bare feet met the ice-like floor and she gasps slightly at the chill and hopped right back onto the bed.

“Geez! Why do their floor need to be so cold!?”

Sara soon heard a gasp and looked to her left, towards the door and saw her mom, as she states, “Your awake!” as she rushes to her and hugs Sara.

“Um, ok…” replies Sara puzzled and hugging her mom back, before asking, “Why am I in the hospital?”

Her mom released her and took a step back, smiling before replying, “I don’t know exactly what happened, but I was told this crazy story that you striped out of your clothes in class a few hours ago and, um…” states her mom as Sara saw her begin to blush, before continuing, “And you… started masturbating and there’s this egg they saw that came out of you…”

Sara soon gasps and a blush immediately took hold of her face and looking down, towards her covered crotch.

“So…” began Sara lowly. “It wasn’t a dream…”

Sara’s mom saw her daughters look of shock and embarrassment and heard her low statement, then gasped herself.

“Wait! So What I’ve heard is true!? You’ve been laying eggs that big!”

“N-Not that big…” admits Sara embarrassingly, still looking down.

“How long have you been keeping this from us!?” asks her mom in shock.

“It’s been over four months now.”

“Four months!? Why did you never tell us!?”

“I-I was afraid of what you’d think. When it first started, I was afraid of what was happening to me, I was confused.”

“If… If this is true, and you can, ‘lay’ eggs, why in the world did you take off your clothes in the middle of class and do something you should do in private?”

“This is really embarrassing mom…” replies Sara looking up, her face even redder and smirking a little.

“I’m just curious sweetie.” replies her mom, placing a comforting hand to her daughters left cheek with a smile.

“Well…” replies Sara, her smirk changing to a smile. “Laying an egg feels incredible! I come so many times! And I don’t even have to be laying eggs, there’s these things I call ‘Trances’, where I get super, super horny and I masturbate like crazy. When I’m Trancing I can’t control myself, I could trance for hours and not even know until I look at a clock. Then theirs my honey, which is actually my bodies lube, but I call honey, cause it smells so sweet. My body makes tons of it, it helps a lot when I’m laying eggs, and…”

Moments after Sara began her explanation, she began to get excited, unaware of her moms shock and awe at her thirteen year old daughters speech, though Sara eventually noticed her moms expression.

“Um, mom?” asks Sara looking a little worried.

“So… that explains a lot…” states her mom. “When I’m washing your underwear or pants, theirs a frequent odor from them, I didn’t know what it was. And many times, me and your father would hear you moaning out so loudly in your room.”

“Oh, I’m sorry…” replies Sara looking down again.

“Heh, theirs no reason to apologize.” states her mom smiling and raising Sara’s head with a hand to her chin. “It was pretty entertaining hearing your moans late at night.”

“hehe.”

“So, you… Tranced; as you call it, in the middle of class.” asks her mom.

“No, that was all me.” answers Sara.

“But why?”

“Well, the egg in me, it was too big, it was hurting too much as it pushed through my cervix, and since masturbating during a laying helps the process, I had an idea that I could drown out the pain with pleasure, it worked until I came, which caused the egg to be forced through my cervix and the pain overtook the pleasure of my orgasm.”

“Oh, well, I guess that makes since.”

“Yeah…” replies Sara before sighing sadly. “I bet my cervix is ruined now, I’m pretty sure that egg tore it.”

“Um, no, I don’t think so.” replies her mom.

“Huh?”

“While you were out, a doctor examined your cervix and the only thing out of the ordinary that they found was that it was very easy to stretch.”

“Really? It’s fine?” asks Sara.

“Completely.”

“That’s great! Hehe, thanks to that huge egg, I bet I could lay normal sized eggs really easy now.”

“So, your happy about this?”

“Not the situation that caused me to tell you all this, but yeah, I love my body as it is now. I’m more in control of the whole process though. So you don’t have to worry about me suddenly stripping out in public. I can resist Trancing, I’ve made a rule for myself that I can’t trance before going to school.”

“Heh, well, I’m impressed.” replies her mom smiling.

“By the way mom, where’s my egg?”

“Oh, um, some people took it, they said they wanted to examine it.”

Sara then sighed again.

“I think I’ve watched enough movies to know what’s going to happen next, a bunch of questions and tests.” states Sara with a scowl of anger.

“Hey…” states her mom, placing her right hand on Sara’s left shoulder. “If you don’t want to do that, I won’t let them come and embarrass you.”

“No offence mom, but do you really think they’re going to listen to you? It would just be better if I went along with it.”

“No! I’m not going to let some strangers poke and prod my daughter if she doesn’t want to go along with it.”

Sara smiles at her mom’s statement, before a thought came to her.

“Hey, where’s dad?”

“Oh, your father’s been stuck in the bathroom for like twenty minutes.” answers her mom.

“Hehe, ate something that didn’t agree with him huh?” teases Sara.

The two girl’s began a short round of giggling.

Afterwards, once the giggling stopped, Sara’s moment commented, with a smile, “This is all just so unbelievable…”

“Well…” begins Sara looking down slightly and renewing her blush, “The next time I have to lay any eggs, you can watch.”

“Really?” asks her mom with a look of surprise.

“Yeah, at most, I have to wait three days for my next laying. At the very least, one day.”

“It’s that frequent?”

“Yeah, I’m starting to run out of safe hiding spots for my eggs, but since my secret is out now, there’s no reason to hide them now.”

“I only got to look at the last egg you produced but are all your eggs as beautiful?” asks her mom.

“Heh, yeah, sometimes their covered in diamonds and stuff, sometimes their one solid color, like gold.”

“Hehe, the girl who lays golden eggs huh?” teases her mom.

“Mom!” whines Sara.

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Shortly after the mother daughter chat, Sara’s father came into the room, Sara explained her ‘situation’ to him and nearly right after, a number of doctors came in.

In the end, Sara decided to go along with the doctors and get the questioning and tests over with, which, surprisingly, didn’t take as long and wasn’t as exposing as Sara expected .

Thanks to the texts and exams, Sara, her mom and Dad discovered that Sara’s ‘affliction’ was extremely rare, only two other cases in the world, there wasn’t even a name for it.

Towards the end of the tests, Sara and her parents were called to a meeting by a doctor…

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-Near the end of the meeting-

“Theirs two more points of interest about Sara’s condition…” began a female doctor, wearing a white lab coat as the group occupied an empty room.

Sara wore a T-shirt and skirt, sitting on the bed in the room while her parents and the doctor stood in front of her.

“What are they?” asks Sara’s father.”

“Well, firstly, her eggs are not only visually stunning, but they are also extremely valuable.” answers the doctor.

“Valuable?” questions Sara’s father, before her mom followed with, how valuable?”

“Well, the large egg that Sara produce that alerted us to her condition, it alone is worth well over half a million dollars.”

Sara, as well as her parents gasps in shock, before they saw her dad faint, falling to the floor.

They soon revived him though and as he sat up on the floor, the doctor states, “I would suggest keeping this information to yourself.”

“heh, no kidding!” quickly states Sara’s mom.

“Ok, the second thing…” states the doctor, “With our tests, examinations and what we know about the previous two cases of this, There are two downsides, the first one is that, to our knowledge, Sara will never be able to bear a child when she’s older.”

Sara’s comment to this was, “Meh, I don’t care about that anyway.”

“And what’s the other thing?” asks Sara’s father.

The doctor looked towards Sara and states, “Sara, could you leave us for a moment?”

Sara looked puzzled by this, but complied without issue, hopping down off the bed and walking out of the room.

The doctor then looked to the two adults after Sara’s closed the door behind her, “I’m sorry to have to tell you this but even though this condition Sara has gives her lots of pleasure, the condition itself is what will cause her death.”

“What!?” gasps the two adults.

“I’m sorry, but the last two people with this condition died because of the stress of laying eggs.”

“Theirs nothing you can do!?” asks Sara’s mom desperately.

“Unfortunately, no, we know very little about this condition.” answers the doctor.

“H-How long does she have?”

The doctor smiles before answering, “Sara has plenty of years ahead of her, if anything, you two you most likely go before her. It’s when Sara gets towards her 60’s, the stress will be too much on her body, the last two died of heart attacks.”

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One of the upsides of all the tests and exams Sara under took was that, she had a solid week of no school, the longer she could delay walking into school and receiving the stares that was obviously going to receive, the better. Sara even pleaded with her parents for at least one more day, but, no luck, come Monday, she was heading back to school. To make matters worse, using the schedule she had made, she was due for a laying Monday…

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-Monday, 70 A.M.-

Dressed in a pink T-shirt and a matching pleated skirt, Sara stood in front of her school’s double doors, nervous and afraid of what was to greet her upon entering, her left hand rested on her abdomen lightly.

After a few more minutes of standing, Sara took a deep, calming breathe, slung her backpack over her right shoulder and toke hold of the door with her left hand and pulled…

Sara wasn’t disappointed, almost immediately after walking in and the first two people she met on the way to her class, two girls, obviously stared at her and whispered between each other.

Sara simply looked down towards the floor as she cheeks reddened. More or the same greeted her as she walked further down the hallway.

From her walk of shame, Sara herself was shocked upon feeling her panties getting slick… all the attention on her was arousing her. After this realization, Sara blushed even more and picked up the pace of her walking to just under jogging.

Sara entered her home room moments later after her sprint and was met with even more stares from her classmates, who simply looked at her, they didn’t say a one word. Sara found it very uncomfortable, nearly silently, Sara made her way to her seat, the only sound was the soft thuds of her shoes meeting the floor.

Reaching her seat, Sara placed her backpack onto the back of her seat, though, she didn’t sit, but looked up, seeing all the eyes on her, she could feel her honey beginning to trail down her inner thighs.

“Yes, it’s true.” states Sara. “I can lay eggs. I’m not answering any questions about it.” added Sara before quickly sitting, feeling her honey squishing against her.

The moment she sat though, the class erupted into a commotion, nearly all of them asking her questions, which Sara ignored. This continued for a solid minute, causing Sara to place her hands over her ears, until one girl’s voice screamed over the crowd of students…

“LEAVE HER ALOOOOOOOOONE!”

The crowd quickly calmed down and along with Sara, looked to the source of the voice…

A young girl, wearing a black long-sleeve shirt and blue jeans, and long black hair, stood in the middle of the class, looking upset.

“What’s wrong with all of you!?” demanded the girl. “Can’t you see Sara’s embarrassed about what happened!? Just leave her alone, if she wants to talk about it, she will.”

Sara smiled at her friend coming to her rescue, and just in time as the classes teacher walked in, a young woman, dressed in a green shirt and jeans, carrying a bag over her left shoulder, Sara’s friend quickly returned to her seat.

“Oh, Sara’s back.” states the teacher as she notices Sara at her desk, before walking behind hers. “Is everything ok?” she asks.

“Yeah.” replies Sara simply.

“That’s good.” replies the teacher as she removes the bag from her shoulder and down behind the desk. “Sara, could you go to the back room and wait for me there?” asks the teacher as she places her things onto the desk.

“Ok.” replies Sara, removing herself from her seat and walking behind the desks and to the back room of the class that connected to a second classroom.

This room was pretty much a small library, their was a large multi-tiered self that held tons of books on various subjects.

Sara didn’t have to wait long before her teacher entered the room and knelt down to one knee in front of her.

“Hey, is everything really ok?” she asks.

“Yeah, I’m just fine, other than being able to lay eggs, heh.” replies Sara shrugging her shoulders.

“Heh, about that. I was informed about your ‘condition’, and I want to offer you a suggestion and could lessen your embarrassment and possibly prevent trouble.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve talked with the administrators, and if you want to, you can lay your eggs in class.”

Her teacher saw Sara’s shocked expression and she quickly followed with, “Wait, wait, wait! Just hear me out, If you leave the class to go to the bathroom like you’ve done in the past, theirs a likely-hood that other curious students could cause you trouble, then they’ll start to call their friends in to watch and soon, we’ll have a huge mess on our hands. But if you agree to lay your eggs in class, it can be a controlled environment, and you could satisfy the classes curiosity.”

Sara’s face was now very red as she commented, “Both options suck, but, it’s like a choice between two bad things. Ether way, I’ll be embarrassed… but, with the class option, I’d be less embarrassed… plus… there is an upside…” states Sara.

“And what would that be?”

“I’m the only one in the world that can lay eggs, I could provide a learning experience.”

“Her teacher then smiled, “Heh, yanno, I never thought of it that way. Maybe we could quiz the class on what they saw.”

“Hehehe, I don’t think they’d like that.” replies Sara giggling. “I like it!”

“So, you agree?” asks the teacher.

“Yeah, right now, I think it would be so humiliating if I went to the bathroom now.”

Sara and her teacher left the room and the two walked to the front of the class as the school bell rung.

“Class…” began the teacher, “Sara has something to tell you.” she adds before gesturing to Sara to begin.

“I-I, uh… I’ve agreed that, for the time being, I will lay me eggs here, in front of the class.”

The class quickly began to get loud again with cheering, which the teacher quickly calmed.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Before you get out of hand, Sara will only lay her eggs near the end of class, since she can hold the urge back. If she has an emergency, She’ll use the back room, and I’ll be placing a black cloth over the window so she has privacy. Sara has agreed to do this because it would be less embarrassing than leaving the room to go to the bathroom at this time. None of you are aloud to touch Sara in any way when she’s up here sharing what’s private for her and rude comments will not be tolerated, anyone who breaks these two rules will be immediately sent to the office. Do you all understand?”

A nearly simultaneous “Yeah.” answered her back.

“Good…” replies the teacher before looking to Sara. “You can take your seat now and get ready for class.”

“Ok.” states Sara before walking back to her desk.

Much of the time in class went about the normal routine of learning of the days assignment and working on it. Halfway through the hour, Sara felt the familiar shift in her womb, she felt an egg nestle itself against the opening of her cervix, Sara clinched her cervix closed and gazed around the class, the students were busy with their assignment. Not wanting to cause a disturbance during the quietness, Sara decided to wait, she was nearly done with her work, so the others couldn’t be far behind.

About 7 minutes later, as Sara made the last stroke of her pencil to the paper, the egg teasing her cervix had worked up a considerable amount of her honey, thus making it harder for her to maintain her hold as her already weakened cervix was allowing the egg freedom thanks to her abundance of honey and the fact that her cervix had somewhat of a permanent gape. Wanting to strengthen her clenching, Sara needed to lax up first for a second, when she did though, the egg, which was already lodged in her cervix, slipped free and into her vagina, which began the familiar undulating to push it down towards freedom.

Sara’s only visible reaction to this was a quick flinch and a silent, open mouthed gasp.

She felt the egg reach the entrance of her vagina, though obviously, since she was sitting, the egg couldn’t completely leave yet.

Though, Sara was soon to find out that she didn’t need to announce to the class she needed lay her eggs, her honey, which had pooled in the crotch of her panties, the smell had begun to spread throughout the room…

“Hey, who has candy?” asks a girl, looking up from her desk, sniffing the air.

One by one, students began to stop what they were doing as they begun to smell the sweet aroma of Sara’s honey.

“It smells like Skittles!” claimed one girl.

“No it doesn’t.” states a boy, “It smells like Starbursts.”

“No, Laffy Taffy!” claimed another girl.

Sara meanwhile, began giggling to herself at what her classmates and friends thought what her honey smelled like.

This mild commotion only lasted a few more moments before the teacher asked, “Ok, who has the candy?”

Not wanting to get her classmates in trouble, Sara raised her right hand blushing.

“It’s me, but I don’t have any candy on me.”

“Then where’s that smell coming from?” asks the teacher.

“Um… it’s from, my body, it’s the lubrication my body produces when I’m laying eggs. About twenty minutes ago, I had the urge to lay, but I didn’t want to cause a disturbance so early in class, so I waited. Over time, the egg trying to come out had worked up a lot of my lube, so when I tried to strengthen my hold, the egg slipped out.”

“Oh, I see.” replies the teacher. “Is their anyway you could make the smell go away?”

“Well, it’ll fade once my lubrication stops flowing, and the only way that happens is if I lay all my eggs.” replies Sara.

The entire class, including the teacher seemed surprised by this statement and the teacher asks, “You can produce more than one at a time?”

“Y-Yeah, up to twelve.”

This comment prompted one from a girl with shoulder-length red hair, “Hehe, You’re like a human chicken!”

Before the following laughter got too out of hand, the teacher sternly stated, “Michelle! To the Office!”

“What!?” gasps the girl.

“I told you at the beginning of the hour that comments like that wouldn’t be tolerated, now go!”

The girl frowned as she got up from her desk and headed towards the front of the class as a boy commented, “Who’d a thought it would be a girl that goes first!”

“I’m sure I won’t be alone.” retorted the girl before leaving the room.

The teacher then looked towards the class and asked, “How many of you are done or nearly done with your assignment?”

Nearly the entire classed raised a hand, and the teacher looked to Sara.

“Well Sara, would you like to display your egg laying to the class?”

Sara felt her cheeks burning she looked down to her desk and a faint smile, the attention was so arousing…

“OK, I’ll do it.” states Sara as she stood up from her desk, feeling the egg at the entrance of her vagina, slip out and into her panties. Walking to the front of the classroom, caused her honey-filled panties to overflow and run down her inner thighs. Instead of turning to face the class though, she turned to face her teacher, revealing her back to her classmates, revealing two separate spots of wetness on the back of her skirt, though the class simply snickered at this.

“Um, Miss Hana, would you happen to have a thick cloth or handkerchief or something?”


“Umm…” comments Ms. Hana before leaning over to her right and into the bag next to her. “I may have something.”

“Hey Sakura.” called a girl, causing Sara to turn around a little.

“Huh?”

“I have a question.” states the girl.

“Ok.” replies Sara.

“What’s up with the two wet spots on the back of your skirt?”

The question renewed Sara’s blush and a chuckle from her before she moved her hands down to cover her rear and turn to face her front to the class.

“Hehe, yeah… pink isn’t a good color to hide stuff like that…”

The teacher behind her then stated, “Here, is this good enough? It’s a little dirty.”

Sara looked back a little and saw her teacher holding a thick cotton square about a foot in diameter. “It’s perfect, thanks.” replies Sara before moving her left hand up to take it, then looking back to the girl who asked her the question.

“To answer your question, my body produces a ton of lubrication, so much that it can easily overflow my panties.”

“Wow, it must suck to clean up then.” comments the girl.

“Heh, yeah, it does.” replies Sara with a small giggle, before moving the cotton cloth under her skirt and moving her right hand under as well as her move the crotch of her panties away a little, causing the egg and a good deal of her honey freedom onto the cloth before she closes her left hand around her egg and lifts it in from of her and using both of her hands to wipe her egg clean with the cloth.

“Before I get started though…” states Sara. “I’d like to show you guys one of my eggs.”

After a few more moments, Sara uncovered the egg, revealing to herself the rainbow of colored jewels that covered it, their wasn’t a definite pattern, it was as if the egg had been dropped into a container of tiny diamonds.

Sara then walked to the far left side of the room to the row of students and placed the egg, along with the it’s cotton ‘nest’, on the desk of the student, who along with them, everyone in the vicinity that could see the egg, ‘ohh’ed’ and ‘ahh’ed’ at the sight.

“Make she you pass it around so everyone can see it.” states Sara before walking back in front of her teachers desk, watching her classmates amazement at her egg.

Sara then begin to think, ‘Maybe it’s from how horny this is all making me, but this isn’t nearly as embarrassing as I thought it would be… I actually… Like this…”

Her egg had already traveled towards the middle of the classroom before Sara unhooked her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her soaked panties, then those were pulled down, revealing her bald, drooling labia to the entire class.

Sara felt a shiver of pleasure run through her body, with so many eyes on her exposed body.

‘I don’t just like this…’ thought Sara smiling. ‘I, love it!’

Chapter 7!
The game changes now ^_^

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A young girl, no older than fourteen or fifteen, walks through her school’s many hallways to her class. A large number of students also occupied the hall, there was still about 7 minutes left before classes started. As she walked the walls, her short blonde hair bouncing with each step, her loose yellow T- shirt and blue pleated skirt fluttering in the small breeze of her walk, many students, both boys and girl’s greeted her with smiles and frequent ‘Hi’s’ and ‘Hey’s’.

There was no doubt about it, this girl was popular, very popular, however, her popularity wasn’t by any normal means; She was not the prettiest girl, if it was looks people wanted, there were many other girl’s who would better fit that category, she didn’t, ‘get around’, as many girls her age had done, she was still pure in that regard, technically anyway; Height? Maybe, her growing seemed to slow to a halt, it was quite possible she was the shortest girl in school, most people like smaller girls.

Smiling and blushing from the greetings, she walks into her homeroom, where she was meet with a few more hello’s and hi’s from the few classmates that also decided to wait in the room for class to start. She headed to her seat, placed her backpack to the right of her desk and sat down, with a barely audible squish…

This girl was popular for one reason, one reason that caused her to go from invisible in the sea of students, to the most popular girl in school, even after a years time…

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“Hi! My name is Sara Forbes. I’m a fourteen year old girl who lives in Los Angeles, California. My friends nicknamed me Sakura though cause I love cherry blossoms, It was weird to me at first being an American and having a Japanese nickname, but I’ve gotten used to it. You probably think I have tons of friends huh, judging by all the attention I got walking down the hall and walking into me homeroom. Truth is, Although I’m insanely and embarrassingly popular, I don’t have nearly that many friends. Many of the friends I have were my friends before my change which thrusted me into my popularity. By now your probably eager to learn why I’m so popular huh? Ok then, I’ll come clean…”

“I can lay eggs. Don’t laugh! It’s true! It’s been a year, so I’ve become used to it now. But I know what your thinking; a girl that can produce regular eggs, so what? Why would that make me popular, right? But my eggs aren’t your regular, run of the mill eggs, their worth money! Lot’s and lot’s of money! What comes out of me is more like egg-shaped jewels! Sometimes the eggs are one solid material, like gold or silver, but many times, their decorated in various other diamonds and rubies. My eggs vary in sizes too, usually their about the size of normal eggs, those are pretty easy to pass and often times are more than one at a time, but I’ve produced eggs the size of large pears before and those are a bit more difficult to get out; Hey, I’m a small girl, my vagina isn’t that big.”

“Thing is, when I first started to produce the eggs, the first time was a bloody and painful mess because I still had my hymen, but I was so freaked by it, I hurriedly cleaned myself, I was in the bathroom at the time, and left the one small egg I had produce on the floor and returned to my class, confused at what happened. After the event, I laid eggs a few more times, I was lucky enough to hide it from anyone, only leaving the eggs behind for some student to come across, but obviously, my secret got out, and the way it happened was very, very embarrassing, it was the first time I had produced a larger egg and it happened DURING class, everyone was alerted by my gasping and groaning. I tried to run away, but I couldn’t get very far, before the pain and pressure pinned me to the floor on my hands and knees, needless to say, the entire class was shocked as the weight of the egg pulled my panties from my waist and to the floor for all to see what I had produced and my most private of places.”

“Needless to say, a meeting followed soon after the public display and I was forced to explain what little I knew about the eggs. What followed after was a long string of embarrassing tests and exams. Which is where I learned that I had an abnormality in my uterus, for some reason, my ‘normal’ eggs, the ones that need sperm, had some kind of mutation that instead of coming out with a bunch of blood, would crystallize, then be forced out by my uterus then travel down my vagina. There was only three other cases of my condition in the world, and there wasn’t even a name for it. There were two downsides of this condition though, but I only know one, my parents won’t tell me the other, the only downside I know of is that I’ll never be able to get pregnant, Not that much of downside though. I also learned the eggs I had been producing where VERY valuable, so valuable in fact that, both my mom and dad fainted on the spot at hearing just one of the eggs; I had produced more, estimated price.”

“By now, your probably tired of me simply talking with little detail about my various egg-laying. Although there are a few more small details I haven’t covered yet, buuuut, you probably have things to do huh? So, which story should I tell first? There’s so many… hmm… oh, I got it, why not start from the beginning? I could fill in the small details along the way…”

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The school bell rung and as students rushed into the classroom, Sara, instead of getting out her stuff to prepare for the school day, had her head cradled in her arms on her desk sleeping, she may have been popular, but Sara was still somewhat of a slacker…

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*Prologue Completed*
*Main story Starts*

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Shortly after the bell rung, the teacher, Ms. Hana, walked into the room, who was followed by another, younger teen girl, with dark, long flowing hair that reached the middle of her back, smooth milky skin with a cute rounded face, though not as noticeable by the class the girl had white colored eyes. The new girl wore a white T-shirt and knee-length skirt, she also held her back pack in her right hand.

“Class…” began the teacher, walking to the front of the room, in front of her desk, and the new girl following and standing beside her, a welcoming smile on her face. “We’ll be having a new student joining our class today.”

Ms. Hana then gestured to the girl to introduce herself, which she proceeded to do…

“Hello everyone, my name it Ginger Drenet. I’m very happy to meet you all.” greets the girl before bowing slightly.

Ms. Hana then chuckled a little, placing a hand over her mouth for a moment, “Wow, I don’t think I’ve seen a new student bow when introducing themselves.”

“Should I not have?” asks Ginger looking up at the teacher.

“Don’t worry, it’s fine, where would you like to sit?”

Ginger then looked out to the class and immediately looked to the sleeping Sara and pointed to her.

“The sleeping girl there, is the desk in front of her free?”

“Yes it is.” replies the teacher, “Go take your seat and get ready for class.”

“Ok.” replies Ginger before walking by the teacher and to her chosen seat, looking to Sara smiling before sitting.

Much of the hour proceeded without incident, when their was ten minutes left of the hour and the class had finished their assignment, many decided to use their free time to get to know Ginger, who was currently looking out the window to her left.

“Hey, Ginger.” called a boy to her right, which she turned her attention from outside, to the boy.

“Yeah?” she answered.

“Where are you from?”

“Another planet.” replies Ginger smiling.

The reply confused the boy as the girl sitting at the desk in front of Ginger commented, “Wow, even the New girl want’s nothing to do with you!”

“Shut up!” retorts the boy.

“Maybe Ginger likes the soft touch of a girl…” suggests another girl, smiling, who sat in front of the boy and looking to Ginger.

“Maybe…” commented Ginger simply, smiling.

“Ohh, maybe she goes both ways.” teases the girl in front.

Ginger then decided to change the subject as she looked to Sara, still sleeping.

“What’s with Sleepy over here? She slept through the whole class.”

“Oh, that’s Sara.” replies the girl to Ginger’s upper left. “Sakura if you’re her friend. She’s really popular around this school though.”

“Really?” asks Ginger, “What for?”

“She can lay eggs!” states the girl who’s desk was in front of hers. “Really pretty ones too!”

“Really?” asks Ginger smiling. “Your all ok with it?”

“Of course!” states the boy. “She let’s us watch as she lays them.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.” replies Ginger looking a bit surprised.

“Hey, wait a sec.” states the boy. “Your eyes are a weird color, why are they white?”

“’cause I’m an alien.” states Ginger flatly.

“Strike two!” declares the girl to Ginger’s right.

“Hey!”

Ginger quickly began giggling.

Shortly after, the bell rung and the students quickly began leaving the room, though when nearly everyone was gone, Ginger remained, turned around in her seat staring at Sara, who slowly begun to wake up.

“Your finally awake.” states Ginger smiling.

Sara was clearly surprised from the new girl staring at her and gasped out as she quickly sat up.

“W-Who are you!?”

Ginger simply smiles at Sara, looking at her blue eyes.

“You haven’t matured yet…”

“What?” questions Sara.

“I’m surprised at how well you’ve adapted here.” states Ginger, reaching out her right hand to Sara’s face and placing her hand to her left cheek, softly. “You’re a lucky one, your popular.”

“Um, who are you? And what are you talking about?” asks Sara.

Ginger then took a long sniff and sighed, “Mmmm… you have eggs ready to be laid.”

Ginger saw that Sara was beginning to get very worried, so she removed herself from her chair and walked next to Sara and offered her right hand to her.

“Theirs no need to be afraid, come with me, I will explain everything.”

Sara nervously, reached out her right hand to take Ginger’s before she was pulled up to her feet and Ginger begin to lead her out of the room.

“Where are you taking me?” asks Sara.

“The bathroom.” replies Ginger looking back to Sara smiling as they walked through the hall.

“The bathroom?” questions Sara.

“You have a better place in mind for privacy?” asks Ginger, releasing Sara’s hand and facing her.

“Well… the gyms locker room is empty around this time.” answers Sara.

“Great.” answers Ginger. “Lead the way!”

“U-Um… ok… the Gym area is pretty empty around this time and I kinda have special access to it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, follow me.” states Sara, take Ginger’s hand this time and leading her.

Although, as they arrived at the doors to the girl’s locker-room, the school bell rung.

“Oh no! We’re late for second hour! This is going to have to wait till lunch time.”

“No.” states Ginger, grabbing Sara’s hand again, “This is going to be worth being late, trust me.” states Ginger before entering the locker room with Sara, who gasps, “Hey!”

Once Ginger had lead Sara into the locker room, she positions Sara against the lockers and placed her hands on Sara’s cheeks, smiling at her.

“First thing’s first…” states Ginger as she slowly moves her face towards Sara.

“H-Hey, wait a minute, I don’t even know your name-!” states Sara blushing before Ginger’s lips pressed against hers, causing her to gasp into the kiss as she felt a strange sensation flow through her body.

Sara didn’t know what the sensation was, but it was… comforting, in a way. Then, Sara began to feel her body heating up, a desperate need from her pussy.

‘She’s…’ thinks Sara. ‘Making me trance, but… how…’

Moments into the kiss and the strange sensations flowing through her body, Sara quickly pushed Ginger away a few steps as she stats, “Stop.” Sara then slide down the locker she was leaning against and sat on her rear with a squish.

“What… did you do to me?” asks Sara, looking and sounding tired.

Ginger smiles and knelt down in in front of Sara and used her left hand to lift Sara’s eye lids to reveal her blue eyes had turned white, though a few seconds later, the white faded and the blue returned.

“Hmm, looks like it didn’t take.” comments Ginger before places her hands on Sara’s cheeks again. “Don’t push me away this time.”

Though when Ginger moves her face forward, she met Sara’s right hand on her face.

“No.” states Sara. “I want some answers, who are you, and what do you want with me?”

Ginger moved her left hand from Sara’s face and to Sara’s hand on her face and moved it away, smiling.

“Well, I see no harm in explain myself first.” states Ginger. “Do you want my earth-given name or my real one?”

“Um… your, real one?” asks Sara, puzzled by Ginger’s question.

“My name is Lila, and I’ve come to take you to your real home.”

“My… Real, home?” questions Sara. “What are you talking about?”

“I come from a planet near here, I’ve come to take you back, you don’t belong on earth anymore.”

“Huh!? What do you mean I don’t belong on earth anymore!? I was born here!”

“Yes, you were born here, the planet I come from, over the past hundred years, normal births have a very low success rate because of a poison in the air that is deadly to babies, but harmless to kids and adults, and then our people found this planet, Earth, the bodies of the people here match nearly perfectly with ours, and the poison that’s in our air, isn’t present here, so, we secretly place the DNA of our people into the womb of the females here and when the males add their sperm, a hybrid of our species is created. We let the hybrids live on earth for a few years before someone is sent to retrieve them. I am your retriever.”

“So… I’m… not human?” asks Sara, worried.

“Your part human, but don’t worry, I won’t take you back against your will, I’ll wait as long as needed for your answer.”

“Wait… so, are you…”

“A Hybrid?” asks Ginger, “Yep, I was in your place once before, last year actually, your taking this way better than I did.”

“So, you can lay eggs too?”

“Yep.”

“Do they serve a purpose? The eggs?” asks Sara.

“Yeah, I don’t recall all the details though, but their very important.”

“Really? I saved a bunch of them.” states Sara happily.

“Any that you’ve saved are useless now.”

“What? Why?” asks Sara quickly getting disappointed.

“The eggs are very sensitive, and Earth’s atmosphere ruins them.”

“Oh, but their so pretty.”

“Hey, wanna know one of the eggs uses?” asks Ginger Smiling

“Sure.”

“If you break one open and swallow the goo inside, you get this really good relaxed feeling.”

“Like a high?” asks Sara before snickering.

“Well, I wouldn’t call it a high but…”

“Oh, wait a minute, the eggs are solid, how would their be goo inside?” asks Sara.

“It’s caused by Earth’s atmosphere, the inside of the egg immediately solidifies. It still happens back on the home planet, but at a slower rate.”

“Then how would someone be able to break open an egg before the insides get hard?” asks Sara.

“We have to fertilize our eggs.”

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