One Laid Every Second (Story by Me)
It was finally happening! Hallia was with egg!
She felt her stomach, full of excitement. It hadn't been long since she'd discovered she was with egg, and the time had finally come for it to happen. For much of her life, she had heard stories of other dragons who had laid eggs before her, always anticipating when it'd finally be her turn.
"Do you think it actually hurts as bad as they say?" She asked her mate, Penlof, hopefully.
She knew the horror stories of how painful it was for a dragon to lay an egg. Dragons had had limbs amputated without even flinching, and when those very same dragons had laid eggs, they had burst into the most horrific fit of screaming one could imagine. To lay an egg as a dragon, it was just about the most painful thing any living being could experience ever!
Hallia was a very squeamish dragon. Whenever she saw another dragon getting hurt in a movie, something as small as a small scratch or bruise, she had to look away and feel the worst bit of sympathy for the character that she could, her stomach twisting as she thought of the very real possibility that that could happen to anyone. So, knowing she was about to endure the most horrific agony any creature could face, far worse than even the most graphic torture scene in any movie, naturally, she was excited!
"Do you think I'll burst out into the worst kind of screaming imaginable? Do you think it'll be so bad, I couldn't even bear to watch? Oh, to know I can't escape, know matter how much I want to, I can't wait!"
Penlof looked at her strangely, he knew her obsession with laying eggs, she'd read all the scrolls, watched all the films (which she never could finish), but he still didn't understand how his squeamish love of his life could be so excited for this.
"Out of all the egg layings I've watched, I can't believe this will be the one I finally finish," Hallia marveled.
"Are you sure you can take it," Penlof asked, cautiously.
"No. Of course I can't. But it wouldn't be so fun if I could, would it?"
Penlof couldn't argue there.
She handed him the camera, "Just make sure to keep recording, I want to send this to the station when I'm done."
Penlof took it, a little bit concerned, but also trusting his mate's judgment. She knew as much as any other dragon how fun it was to turn on the TV and watch another dragon suffer horrifically due to eggs. Of course she'd be glad to return the favor.
Penlof hit record, and Hallia positioned herself where she was in full view of the camera, so everyone could see her vibrant magenta scales on her beautiful, graceful body. To think that this beautiful dragon would soon be gripped in the absolute agony of laying an egg. She could only hope she was giving a good presentation of herself. But she was a dragoness, of course she was attractive either way.
"Hello everyone. So, as you can tell, I'm about to lay an egg. I mean of course you know, why else would you have tuned into the station that plays labor films 24 hours non-stop everyday. Anyway, I'm expecting it to be quite painful, though this is my first time, so I'm not really sure what to expect... But anyway, I hope you enjoy and all that-" Suddenly, there was a twitch in her stomach, and she gave a small gasp, "Gosh, I hope I'm ready for this. But if not, I guess more the enjoyment." She looked at Penlof. "You got all that?"
He nodded.
"Good, because I think I can start to feel..." She made a face. "Oh, this is really going to hurt, won't it?" The realization hit her, just before the first contraction did.
Her eyes went wide, her breath caught, and for a second, she forgot to breathe.
And then her mind caught up with the pain, and instantly, she burst out screaming.
She screamed and screamed again, but the contractions kept coming as she began to throw herself around, so that Penlof had to move to keep her in frame.
"Oh! It does hurt! It does hurt!" she screamed.
She gritted her teeth, and tried to pull away! If this were a film, she'd be unable to watch, wouldn't be able to look. But the pain wasn't on a screen which she could flip away from, it was inside her!
"Pain!" she shrieked, "Pain!"
She tried to pull herself away again and again, throwing herself on the floor and rolling around. She didn't know how it felt to get amputated, but it had to be nice next to this, it felt like her entire intestinal system was being ripped out in the most gruesome way possible.
She ripped her head up into the air and screamed.
Of course, to anyone watching, it wouldn't be anywhere near as graphic, all they'd see was a dragon throwing herself around and screaming, they could only guess at the true agony going on inside her at that very moment. Still, it was hard to watch, and Penlof had a hard time keeping the camera steady.
He flinched. If he couldn't watch, he could only imagine how Hallia would've reacted if she was on the other side of things. If she couldn't have watched, she certainly wouldn't have wanted to be the one feeling it now. But it was too late for that now, she was in for it whether she could handle it or not.
Okay, okay, Hallia thought, resting her head against the wall where she stood, the world wants to see you keep it together.
No they don't! She realized to herself. They wanted to see her completely lose it. She'd want to see her completely lose it.
She also realized the contractions must've slowed somewhat if she was able to think this clearly at the moment. She'd have to use the time she got carefully.
She turned her head to look back at the camera behind her, "Remember fellow ladies watching, this can only ever happen to you guys," she gave her tail a little playful flick, allowing the camera to get a good view (she may be in so much pain, but she knew that wasn't going to stop her from showing off a nice and graceful behind for it), "And you guys, be glad that it can't, but I hope you are enjoying anyway."
If there was one thing she liked about being female, it was that she got to be subjected to a good tease whenever one of her kind got to lay an egg. Males didn't get to be teased like that, they only could witness the females facing that embarrassment from the sidelines. Hopefully she had gotten the chance to pass on that playfulness before the contractions overtook her again.
She grimaced. That was going to happen right about now.
In moments, she was screaming again.
"Please! Please make it stop!!!!!!" She wailed.
Penlof flinched. That didn't sound like her. She was always so excited at the thought of laying, she would never have wanted to chicken out like that. Even when she had to look away from the TV, she still held a level of excitement at knowing what was going on, even when she wasn't viewing it herself. She WANTED the experience to continue.
Then again, she always wanted her fellow dragoness' to be begging for it to stop, so it was an irony that now she got to experience the other side of it, and he knew that if she was watching it, she'd want the pain to refuse to cease no matter how much she begged.
And beg she did. Penlof winced. He had no idea what she was experiencing at the moment, but it must have been horrific.
"Please! Please!" She wailed again. And then she burst into the most horrific bloodcurdling scream.
Oh, the egg, it was almost here! He had to get into a good position (he wasn't too worried if the angle was distasteful to some, the station always aired the "more tasteful" cuts on their second channel). He knew that Hallia would want him to make some sly remark, so he tried to think of something that would make her proud.
"Well ladies, I know it is embarrassing, but if you want to know where eggs come from, here is your answer. For the men in your life... well, I'm sure they already know anyway."
Oof, he hoped that didn't sound offensive. He wanted the ladies watching to be able to get a kick out of themselves over it, not be ashamed. Hopefully the types of dragons that tuned into these stations knew what they were in for.
But before he could come up with another remark, Hallia came to an absolute stop, all screams stalled in her throat.
"It's stuck." She managed. Then "IT'S STUCK! IT'S STUCK!" She howled with pure helplessness. Penlof winced, she was already stretched beyond what any dragoness could go through, her very being couldn't take another moment in her body, the egg was taking up too much room to share with her. Yet there was no way she'd be able to escape it until the egg was laid.
"Okay, here's what I think you're going to have to do," Penlof told her, "You're going to have to allow yourself to be stretched some more." He winced. She already must be in a horrific amount of pain getting to where the egg was at now, what she must have to bear to finish must be unimaginable, even to her at the moment. Hopefully he never had to experience anything near the amount of pain she was in now.
He winced again at the coldness of that thought, but he knew that under better circumstances, Hallia would've found that funny.
Hallia jerked and squirmed and writhed, screaming and wailing the whole time as her dragoness form struggled desperately to get done with that egg - to make any progress at all.
Then, almost as if the egg took on a force of it's own, it gave force to what Hallia couldn't manage herself. Hallia gave one more horrific scream as pain worse than what she ever could've imagined, even in those desperate moments before, ripped through her body, and suddenly, the egg fell to the floor underneath her.
For a moment, Hallia stood there, too stunned to do anything; Penlof held the camera steady, knowing that now without the egg, it was a nice view...
And then she slumped forward, holding her back end up in the air, shakily behind her.
Then she grasped at her lower stomach, curling up on the floor in a fetal position.
"Ouch..." she moaned.
Penlof gave her a moment of silence, then-
"And here is your egg," he said, holding it in front of the camera as her presented it to her.
She looked from the egg, to her mate, to the camera.
"They saw all of that, didn't they?"
"Only if you submit it," he said.
She grasped at her stomach again, then burst out laughing.
"Did you see that happen to me? It hurt so much! Oh, I would not want to go through that again. But you bet your bottom I'm going to." She looked at the camera, "All you guys watching, be glad you don't have a v-" *BLEEP* "And all you ladies, have fun with it, because you're the only ones who are going to get to go through that. Is it as bad as they say? Absolutely, but that's the fun of it." She held her egg closely. "Either way, male or female, I hoped you enjoyed watching this, and if you are female, I hope you get to experience your own turn soon."
The TV clicked off.
"You can look now," Penlof told his mate.
Hallia couldn't suppress a giggle as she continued to hold her eyes tight, trying to convince herself it was safe to let go. "I can't believe I wasn't able to watch my laying," she giggled in embarrassment to herself. "And I actually lived through it."
"Well, it was extremely painful," he reminded her.
"Don't remind me," she said. Then a playful look came over her face, "Actually, do remind me."
"I got the whole thing recorded," he teased, wielding the remote, "I can just hit rewind. I'll even let you have a turn with the pillow this time."
"No please, don't!" she laughed, holding her egg closer for comfort.
He did anyway, and Hallia burst out into another round of giggles as she was forced to close her eyes once again as the sounds of her past screams rang from the TV.
When it was done, the two mates looked at eachother lovingly, then glanced down at the egg.
"When this little thing hatches, let's hide the tape and make sure they never find it again," Penlof suggested.
"Oh, obviously," Hallia agreed. "But don't hide it too hard, I might want to watch it again."
"Again!?" Penlof asked, jaw agape, "You didn't even watch it the first time!"
And then the two of them were laughing together again.
"I want to listen," she protested, "I have a very good screaming voice. It makes me want to squirm all over again just imagining it."
"And when we're old, we'll sneak it into the time capsule, so our descendants 1000 years from now can find it and see how one of their ancestors was born." Penlof added.
"Well, I hope they get a lot out of it, because I know I did. Oh, I am really going to love this tape."
And that she did. For years to come, whenever she needed a good tease, they'd put the thing in, and the two would share a good laugh together.
And she never failed to look away and close her eyes.
What could she say? She was squeamish!
...Almost as good as the tape for her second laying. Up 'til that point, she didn't even know true pain.