Chapter 90: Nio’s Perspective Part 2

"Haaa...haaa...haaa..." I pant, feeling half suffocated. Within seconds the room had grown so hot that the paint on the walls began to peel, the furniture caught fire, and flames started spreading through the room.

I crawl toward the wall, unable to breathe properly, and grab onto it for support. Reflexively, I squeeze and my nails dig into the wall, dragging down and carving an immense gash through it—a deep claw mark accompanied by the unpleasant sound of metal splitting beneath them.

My instincts begin guiding me a little more as this viscous trail on the floor forms a puddle of sticky liquid.

"GHHHHRR!!!" I feel a heavy sensation of pain deep inside my womb, which makes my claws tear out a chunk of the wall, destroying my only support. I don’t know what position would be better.

Because this thing is too big, and I’ve never had to do anything like this before, so instinctively I get on all fours, tilting my butt upward—a position where the egg wouldn’t hit the floor and get stuck inside me.

"Haa...i-it hurts..." I drag myself a little in this position, which rubs my breasts against that puddle of [Dragon Gel] on the floor.

"..." My right arm moves reflexively backward, reaching underneath and touching my intimate parts. I shove three fingers inside carelessly.

’W-Why...’ I can no longer control my body, nor do I understand what I’m doing. My hand just touches inside me as if trying to open up more space, my nails scraping against the flesh and sliding because of all the gel.

"Nggh...ahh..." I let out embarrassing moans, moving my fingers deeper, but my hand can’t reach any further. Although I did manage to shove my entire hand inside, which shows I’m far more elastic down there than I’d assumed before, since I can do this on the first try.

"A-Aahhhh!!" I have my first orgasm in life as a woman, and it’s intense—it blanks everything out with an electrifying sensation as my body arches forward from the touch.

The hot, powerful, intense feeling of it makes me drool a little as tears begin streaming down my flushed face—a mix of shame, fear, and pleasure. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

"Urgh..." I feel the egg moving inside me. It’s submerged in that thick, sticky gel, but I still feel my womb contracting, trying to push it downward, which makes me moan in pain.

The base of the egg is still too large for my body, creating a sensation of pressure that makes me whimper. Small jets of purple flames escape my mouth because of my low self-control at the moment.

I tilt my hips up even higher as I pull my hand—completely slick—away from my intimate parts. My hands and legs keep me slightly raised in that all-fours position so the egg isn’t pressed against the floor, even though my belly touches the ground.

"Kyaaa...ghhhhr!! Aaahhhg!!" I start letting out small cries as I feel the egg beginning to open my cervix. The sensation is so visceral and intense that I can feel perfectly what’s happening inside me.

It’s as if that little doorway of my womb is being violently stretched and forced open, yet it fights to close, squeezing the rough egg, which makes me feel like I’m being torn apart—and it really hurts a lot.

But a strange pleasure also rises from it, making me moan shamelessly despite the pain. The egg slides extremely slowly; the sticky mixture of dragon gel and my womb trying to clench around the egg makes the pace at which it comes out cruelly slow in order to protect it.

As it reaches the middle of the egg—the widest part—I feel a terrible burning, as if something had broken inside me, while a faint dragging sound is something I can hear because of all the adrenaline coursing through me.

"Haaa...haaa...haaa..." I pant with my chest rising and falling in an extremely erratic, irregular rhythm. Because even though the worst part regarding my womb has passed, there’s still the entire length of the vagina for it to slide through.

My womb contracts with a bit more force, reducing to a more acceptable size, while I feel an extreme relief that makes me climax. I hadn’t even realized how violently the egg had been crushing my organs just to have space.

The extremely distended and stretched womb was taking up so much room that my organs were being pressed intensely against one another, and now that the egg has largely exited the womb, the pressure releases like a valve letting off steam.

Which obviously makes me have more good orgasms. My body calms down a little and my breathing starts stabilizing slowly as the egg slides about 80% out of the womb, which begins closing its little entrance, pushing it further down.

However, despite the pressure on my organs decreasing, all that pressure shifts to my pelvis. My hip bones are forced to make room for this immense thing sliding slowly downward.

It’s nowhere near as painful as having my womb opened to such an extreme degree, but it creates a strange sensation of displacement inside me along with small popping sounds.

"Hmmmm...hmmmm..." The egg fully enters the vagina while only the tip touches my womb, which unbelievably manages to return to its original size in a short time.

"Ghhmmmm!!!" I push to force the egg out, tilting my hips even higher while my wings spread open so I don’t fall, and my tail arches completely forward into a C to help with balance.

A mixture of Dragon Gel and my sexual fluids drips onto the floor as the egg begins to appear slightly outside. The effort is immense and far more exhausting than anything I’ve done so far.

My body stiffens in that position as my breathing slows to something almost static. Everything lasts an eternity, with my body staying in that position for nearly two hours, slowly pushing the egg out.

Gravity doesn’t help at all because the position isn’t favorable for it. Fortunately, the egg finally reaches its midpoint—the widest part—which makes it start sliding out much faster.

"Haaaaaa..." I let out a long moan as the egg is pushed out of my vagina, falling onto the gel softly. I have one last intense orgasm, spreading more of my fluids over the egg already covered in Dragon Gel.

A large puddle of that fluid has spread around me while the fire has almost completely stopped, having burned everything in the room.

Even with my extreme exhaustion, my body turns and drags itself toward the egg—a completely black egg. I embrace it, forming a "ball" with my body while my wings and tail cover the gaps, creating a kind of small "cocoon" to protect the egg.

My body becomes covered in that sticky gel as everything begins to darken, and I start losing consciousness.