NOVEL WEB Interlude Of Nests and Monsters
The young woman rolled out of the bed. Stretching as her bare feet found the warm rug. She’d found she had slept quite well last night, the bed had been surprisingly comfy. A rustle drew her attention to the door and she saw a familiar face framed by auburn hair at the door. It was the bird girl from yesterday. “Morning sleepy! Did you sleep well? Have any time to think about my offer?”
“Morning,” she replied automatically before she finished processing what she had heard. Then she flushed bright red for a moment not moving as memories of last night flooded in.
The bird girl drew close, “Ah you’re so cute!
Still red she took a step back, “Um, thanks?” She replied her mind still racing over last night. Recalling the conversation they had after she’d been told she was here at the invitation of a Child-Eating Serpent of all things.
Suddenly she found herself pushed against the bed, the bird girl right in her face. A quick peck againt her cheek followed and then the bird girl giggled, “You’re so fun to tease, so how about it?”
She stood there blushing for a moment still trying to think of an answer. The bird girl wanted to mate with her and she had to admit the bird girl was very cute. Finally she had to wonder if it would really hurt, “Um, sure?”
The bird girl practically jumped up and down like an excited kid before pushing her down on the bed, then the bird girl kissed her. She gasped a bit, as she felt the Schwæri girl’s tongue invade her mouth. It felt electric and reminded her about how it had been far too long since she’d gotten proper sex. Those theocracy slavers had been far too rough.
Soft feathers brushed against her nipples a moment later, it felt so good and she pushed her nipples against the feathers seeking more of the attention. The bird girl broke the kiss a moment later, “Why, you really needed this!”
She just nodded as she spread her legs a bit. Almost immediately the harpy was stimulating her down there too. The young woman let out a little moan, as a surge rippled up her spine. Soft feathers brushed against her clit and she let another moan out, just as she started reaching for one of the cute boobs above her.
The harpy girl giggled and let her play for a moment or two before restraining her limbs. Soft feathers ran against her nipples again, sending a shock through her.
The Schwæri girl smiled, as she pressed herself against her, but said nothing. What followed was movement after movement that sent her higher and higher. She relished in the sensations as her belly grew warm, then suddenly she exploded. The heat rushed from her belly in waves as her vision turned white.
The young woman panted on her back trying to catch her breath, she had lost track of how many times they had done it. The bird girl lay next to her, clearly pleased, “That was fun!”
She nodded, “It was.”
“Great, now why don’t we get you down to extraction, get those ovaries out of you?”
The woman blinked, “Huh what?”
The bird girl turned to her smiling, a wing stroking her belly, “I want your ovaries, would you give them to me?”
Her mind blanked for a moment, it was just so left field to her. Then her mind recalled last night, when she was shown the birds getting ovaries so that they could lay eggs containing people. “What? Why? Don’t tell me, you want to eat my babies?”
The other girl smiled, “Sure do!
She gave the bird girl a look, but words escaped her.
“Oh, don’t be that way, its just a couple of kids. I’m sure they will be tasty and you shouldn’t be too bothered by the idea.”
She frowned, realizing the bird girl was right, she knew she should be, but she really wasn’t. “Weird you’re right? Why shouldn’t I be? We are talking about my future kids being food.”
“Well of course, and why wouldn’t they be food?”
“They are my babies?”
“How silly!”
The young woman tried to think but honestly the more she thought about it, the less reasons she could think for why her babies shouldn’t be food. “I guess you are right, they should be food, but...”
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll let you keep a couple of daughters for yourself... maybe.”
She chuckled, “You just want them all eaten.”
The bird girl giggled, “Guilty, but if any of them reach puberty I’ll let you have them.”
The woman gave her a look, “Five, that should give you plenty of time to kill and eat them.”
“Eight.”
“Five and why do you want both of my ovaries, don’t you just need one to start hatching my babies?”
The bird girl stretched, “Well one of them is for me, and the other I plan to give to my youngest daughter, she is at the age to accept her first ovary.”
“Oh? Why didn’t you say so earlier? I’m sure she would love to hatch my babies.”
“Yup, I thought so, so let's go get those ovaries out of you!”
She got up, “Sure, I can’t wait.”
“This way then!” said the bird girl leading her out of the room and down the hall.
The young woman shifted a bit on the table, and looked over. Sitting next to her were her ovaries, both of them neatly removed and set in a tray. Already they were starting to swell and discolor, as the bird girl had injected them with something a moment ago. It was interesting to think they contained all of her future children and that she’d agreed to let them be taken out, so that her kids could be laid as eggs, hatched, then raised and eaten.
The bird girl smiled, “Okay those are looking good and thanks for letting me take these out of you.”
She grinned, “I can’t wait to see my girls being hatched. How long do you think that will take?”
“Oh your ovaries will need a week to be properly prepared, then it takes a couple days after implantation for the first eggs to be laid. After that, they will need time to grow and develop about two to three months.”
“So soon? Neat.”
“Right, anyway, in the meantime, why don’t we go see how your kids will be raised? Sound good?”
The young woman nodded, “Sure!”
Taking one last look at her recently removed ovaries, she left the room. Following the bird girl down a corridor and up a level into a nursery. It was a lot like the others, a wide circular chamber with a pool of water in the center. Cribs were built into the walls from floor to ceiling each one full of young babies. Several chairs and tables lay about the room, there were even a few older girls that weren’t Schwæri serving as milkmaids, it was apparently mealtime.
On a table not far from her a milkmaid deposited the kid she was nursing onto the table. The kid giggled and started moving around, as a bird girl gave that milkmaid another kid to nurse. A smaller one, who the milkmaid happily started to nurse. Neither stopped the kid from going over the edge. Then with a sudden movement, the bird girl moved catching the little one by the leg with her talon, the claws digging into the skin and consequently stopping the little girl from landing on her head.
The young woman blinked, this wasn’t the first time she’d seen a milkmaid just put a baby down on a table when she was done nursing it, beside her the bird girl commented, “The milkmaids really love to nurse the babies, but they can be a bit careless with them. Got to watch them.”
“I can see that,” she watched the other bird woman start flying, the baby she’d caught still in her talons. “Um is the little one alright? She’s crying?”
“Being caught like that is scary and it might have hurt a bit, talons are sharp.”
The young woman took another look, but didn’t see any blood dripping from the leg. A moment later the bird woman hovered over the pool before slowly dropping down almost dropping the baby right into the pool, but she managed to adjust last second.
For a moment she wasn’t sure what was going on but it quickly became apparent the baby was getting a bath. Although with the crying you’d think she was getting murdered. The bird girl was very attentive however, and it was over in moments.
“Huh, hard to believe these babies are meant to be food.”
“Well proper care is important.”
The Town of Bleakwater:
The entity moved from the shadows as it drew near the town’s walls, shifting into a form it knew the guards wouldn’t think much about. If they saw it that was. There were ways into the town that weren’t really watched that well. The local guard was lazy and ill-paid. Not only that but the walls weren’t exactly in perfect shape, age had taken its toll and since monster attacks were rare no one had really thought to fix the walls.
Reaching an old crack in the wall, the figure poked around, quickly finding the gap in a loose stone and moving it aside to reveal a passage where the stones had crumbled away, yet some enterprising fellow had concealed this with a well placed stone. One that shifted easily if you knew what you were looking for.
Shifting the stone back behind itself, the entity moved into the town. Where it was greeted with the worn streets of Bleakwater. The town was old, the cobblestone roads worn smooth by the ages. Gray stone buildings lined the roads, many of them houses and shops.
The creature ignored them all, as it made its way deeper into town. Passing several side streets, it moved through main street and into the market. At this late hour the many stalls lay empty, not a single item on display. Yet it seemed somewhat more vibrant the streets the entity had passed before, the stalls were painted with vibrant colors and shielded by bright tarps. One could easily imagine the kind of bustle that might fill this area were this any other hour.
The only souls around were the unfortunate and the occasional guard. Ahead a pair of said guards passed by on patrol. Stopping only for a moment as they drew near, “Young lady, I suggest you get home, its not safe at these hours. If you’d like we could show you home for the appropriate compensation of course,” said the one guard while staring at the boobs of her current form.
She giggled, “Hmm sounds fun, we could play a bit, show me your place?”
The man chuckled, “Bold are we? This way!”
His partner smiled, “Well aren’t you lucky, can I join?”
She giggled, “I don’t see why not, but its up to your friend.”