Bea's eyes shut tightly as another false orgasm ripped upwards from her crotch. Even her freakish pussy was unable to satisfy her. Two spots within her abdomen had started aching relentlessly, inflamed flesh pushing aside her other organs. Each time Bea involuntarily squirmed, she could feel semi-solid objects shift inside what she assumed were her ovaries and fallopian tubes. Masturbating had been a mistake. Instead of relieving her tension, her drooling tail and bloated egg factories were now screaming their need for release into her fore-brain.

As Bea's tear-slick eyelids opened, she gasped in shock. A girl was inside her apartment. Bea didn't know how but the blue-eyed electric gym leader with the long black pigtails was standing in front of her. It was as if she had stepped out of the fem cum stained pages of the magazine discarded on the floor. The show model was sauntering towards Bea, seductively swaying her hips in time to a silent rhythm. Sweat pooled around Bea's choker as the intruded leaned forward to look her in the eyes. Her lips opened in a thin mocking smile, amused at Bea's discomfort. Bea's pupils pulsed; she couldn't take this any longer.

The transplanted glands in Bea’s grey matter squelched, as signals from her collar zapped her shifting guts. Drool dripped from her mouth as she whimpered at the twinge of pain in her gut as her swollen ovaries released their load of oversized eggs. The walls of her altered fallopian tubes stretched around each ovum as they slowly extruded toward her spine instead of her uterus. As they travelled the orbs bloated in size, a protective film of membrane developing around each one. Bea couldn't hold back the overwhelming compulsion dominating her thoughts. She had to inject them. She needed to cum.

"PREY!"

As Bea lunged toward the insolent woman, her vocal cords resonated an unearthly shriek. To her dark delight, the interloper's smug eyes widened with fright as Bea seized her by the shoulders. Chittering victoriously, she dragged her down onto the couch.

'Mine! So light? MINE! Like she doesn't weigh anything at all. My Prey. MY FUCKING MATE!"

Bea pinned her fellow gym leader face down into the sofa cushions as she clambered up to squat above her captive. Her tentacles descending to play around with the prone female's pert bottom. Then, grabbing a fist full of black hair, Bea forced her victim's head to turn. She wanted to watch her face's expression as she squirmed.

'Why do I like this? Forcing a pathetic slut into submission where she belongs, ready to bear my-'

Bea's mind blanked for a moment as her egg-burdened organs cramped. Her overstimulated biology would not permit the luxury of foreplay. Bea's mouth opened in a silent scream as her ovipositor emerged from its slit. The thick ropes of saliva hanging from her lips matched the viscus streams spewing from the tip of her egg dick. Wings buzzing, Bea plunged her tail downwards like a skorupi, her fleshy stinger piercing the girl's exposed honey pot.

'She's bone dr- No… doesn't matter! Eggs finally moving. Can feel them in my guts. Yes~ Gonna stuff her full with my spawn. My beautiful spawn~.’

Bea's arms trembled as the first of her parasitic clutch slipped into her muscle-wrapped injector. For a moment, her strength failed, and she almost toppled forward. Bea could not help the barely stifled whimper that escaped her throat as contractions started to run down the length of her tail. Her brain was swimming in oxytocin released by the sudden spasm, deepening her possessive attachment. Bea slid her hand under her partner's belly and nuzzled her neck.

The blue-eyed temptress struggling was strangely stilled, her body only slightly trembling as Bea's tail roughly forced itself further into her shocking loose pussy. Her mouth kept opening and closing as if to moan to each sloppy thrust, but all Bea could make out were high-pitched garbled noises. Still, there was no hiding that her mate was starting to become increasingly aroused as she was reduced to little more than a container for Bea's sticky eggs and spunk.

Checks rubbing together, Bea's jaws spread into a lascivious grin. The tips of her bifurcated tongue spilled out, Bea's abnormally thick saliva painting the neck and jaw of the now meek-willed human. Bea's nostrils flared as she dabbed with her oral muscle. She yearned to learn the taste and aroma of her new possession. But strangely, all Bea could pick up was the tang of her own sweat and the sharp spice of musk produced by both of her mutated genitals. Her eyes crossed for a moment as a large egg lurched in her urethra, her excitement catching in her throat. It was only fitting that her brood mother-to-be should be marked by her superior odour.

Bea growled in her beta's ear, her words edged with feral harmonics.
"Gonna fill yooou! Going to fill you untill your belly button pops with all my sweet egggs! Then tomorrow- yes~ tomorrow, I'll fill your tight little anus. Arceus! I can feel my ovaries swellinggg at the thought of it. And once you’re empty, I will do it all again! *Sob* And again! AND AGAIN!"

Egged on by her own declaration, Bea seized her victim by the hips. She lifted the prisoner's but up into the air so that Bea's uselessly thrusting hips could slap wetly into her rear. In this position, it almost looked like Bea's ovipositor was a waist-mounted penis as she timed her tail's movements with the jerks of her legs. Not to be outdone, her tentacles ran roughshod over the pigtailed girl's front. Roughly plucking at her prests and skittering across her silky skin.

Bea's brow furrowed as her eggs spread open her urethra. Sparks zipped across her vision, and she struggled to maintain her grip.

"Cummm! Cumming! My eggs are coming! I looove you!"

Bea wailed, and her mate gave a distorted gasp as the egg was violently projected from her egg dick. There was a squelch as the rest of Bea's backed-up ovum was quickly expelled from her tail in a torrent of slime. Bea's legs jerked back and forth out of control, and her fingers dug deep into hip flesh. She couldn't see her sub's belly, but her tendrils could feel it rounding out into an abnormal early pregnancy. Her skin grew taut and lumpy as she was filled with wonderous eggs. Bea was entranced by the thought of her gut getting bigger and bigger with each squishy load.

'Eggs. My eggs. My beautiful eggs! I'm packing the woman I love with all my passion. And I can feel even more growing. She won't be able to walk properly once I'm done. So lovely-' "Ahhh! Cumming again!"