Knocked Up Dino Romp
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So mostly I stay in the nest. I eat and drink what is brought to me. And when the king is there, we make love to pass the time. Doesn’t matter how many times we do it, my appetite is never met.
At night I can’t sleep. All I can feel is the moving and kicking of the beast inside me. The beast who has made it clear he wants out. But my body isn’t ready yet. It doesn’t cooperate.
Ten days out from birth, the pterodactyls throw me a feast.
I lay on my side in the grand nest in what they use like a ball room. It allows my back some rest and a ball of hay is under my head like a pillow.
I am stripped of my clothes. I’m on display for all those invited. They bring me food. Exotic fruits and vegetables. But the meats are the most delicious.
They thank me. I thank them. Their wings stroke my belly, one at a time. Even if I do holler in pain. Everything hurts to be touched. I hadn’t realized how much just being stretched could hurt but I do now.
And I fear it’s not over yet.
The king sits with me. He makes polite conversation with the others, his wing graces my belly like it’s his property. It is, just like I am. Rarely do I even think of Stud. It’s too painful. But for a brief moment I do. Wonder how he is. Wonder what he’s doing. But it’s a hard subject to bring up.
Right now all I want is to get through this pregnancy. If I survive, then I get to go home. Wherever that is.
I hunger and thirst. The king seems to sense it. He brings a large bowl to me and I heft it up. Sipping gently before my teeth tear into tender pieces of flesh. When I am done, I rest my head against his soft belly. I tilt back so I can see him.
“Thank you.” I say.
The king lowers his head so we can make eye contact. His beak nuzzles my face and I stroke his cheek with my hand. He chirps in a way that I know means he feels affection. His wings flutter with a happiness I can’t understand and all around us the other pterodactyls chirp a call that means they accept me.
They are happy.
Even if I am little more than a slave.
****
It happens when I am sleeping.
In my dreams I am swimming in a lake surrounded by green overbush while the moon twinkles on the surface. I dive deep able to move while being free of my pregnant body. But the wet sensation is everywhere.
My eyes flutter open and I realize it’s because I am really wet. My water broke. That means contractions may only be moments away.
The belly I carry is monstrous, but I cradle it and groan. The first contraction is a doozy. It makes me see stars and my throat gurgles a scream. I try to sit up, but thanks to my bulging girth I can’t.
The king pterodactyl opens his eyes. Excitement laces around his mouth as his large wings cradle me. “It’s begun.”
I can’t move, but he scoops me up in his giant claw. I am cradled against his fleshy pad and all around me his pointy claws are my cage. I grab onto on as another contraction rocks me back. My head falls backward and my body squirms. There’s no escaping what is going on in my body.
I scream.
Chapter Five: Daughters
My body slid into a giant lake and all around me other pterodactyls watch me like I’m a science experiment. Hours go by and the dinosaurs all around me hold my legs in the air, while the king does nothing but watch and pace.
Meanwhile others behind me, force me into a curled position so I can push.
I do push. With all my might. I grit my teeth and scream. Bloody murder with tears running down my face.
The dinosaur beast in me is coming, but not fast enough for my taste.
“Push.” The king demands. “Harder.”
“No.” I cry. I know I can. I know he’s right, but the pain is so bad my vision goes black. I’m afraid to push harder. I’m afraid what will happen to my body if I have this monster naturally.
The king’s face is right at mine suddenly. His eyes are dark and angry. “If you do not push, we will need to rip you open to get it out. And there will be no stiching you back up.”
He means I’ll die.
I sob, but I nod. I grab my knees and push again. I keep pushing against my skin tearing and the sound of something in my breaking. The pain in me is so bad, I feel like I’m being stabbed from the inside out. Blood flows from me but when I hear a tiny squawk, I know it’s over.
Finally over.
I cry as my the dinosaur that my body grew does the same. I’m left in the pool, my head rests on some rocks and I can barely breath. My giant chest heaves for air as the others inspect my baby. I can barely see it, but know from the wings and it’s large torso that it is not human at all.
My heart pangs with grief. It will probably never know me as it’s mother.
The king’s voice is excited. “A girl! It’s a girl! The first girl born in a thousand years!”
Excitement chirps all around them and I know why. They will use her to breed others. When she’s grown. I hope maybe by then to be out of this place so I don’t need to watch.
But then the king enters the pool. He’s in front of me and I’m too tired to even look at him. He grabs me and spreads my legs.
“What are you doing?” I thrash against him, splashing water everywhere. “You promised I could go. You promised!”
He assaults me. His cock slids into me and I quiver in pleasure while my body screams in pain.
“We need more daughters from you. And you have no choice. None.”
I gritted my teeth and dug my fingernails into his skin. The king chirped in pain, but it seemed to only turn him on more. His large wings hefted my large ass up, closer to him. I didn’t know if I would land pregnant again so soon, but the orgasm that over took me made it almost worth the pain and displeasure.
How many more pregnancies would I be forced to endure?
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Four.
Four pregnancies and four healthy daughters. Now I am heavy again with child except I hold a secret. From how my belly moves and the pain I am in at night when I try to sleep, I know I am having twins.
My body is swelling with two dinosaur babies and it will be the end of me. This time I’m sure I’ll die.
I welcome it. It’s a relief.
Only days into the fifth pregnancy and my belly is swollen like a basketball, but not big enough I can’t walk. My sheer dress is stretched to the max. And my belly’s skin shimmers, more translucent than ever.
I walk the halls by myself to get away from their screams. The screams of my daughters as their bodies ready for birth. The pterodactyls population will be swelling soon—like their weren’t enough of them already on this planet.
My walk took me to the edge of a cliff, over looking the night sky. I held onto the ledge and my toes slipped right over the edge.
This time I was going to do it. This time I wouldn’t endure the pain. I was ready for it to be over.
About to fall, something grabbed my arm. I shudder with a scream, but when I look and see Stud, I cry. “Stud!”
We embrace. I cling to him and it feels like just yesterday since I’ve seen him. But at the same time it feels like forever. The way he holds me I know he feels the same way.
Our daughters are on his back in a sling. Its been weeks since I’ve seen them now that they are on solid food. I reach for them with tears in my eyes. But they barely know me. I am like a stranger. And my heart hurts so much.
“Quick.” Stud grabs my arm. “We have to get out of here. While they are all busy with the others.”
The others. My daughters are what he means, but I have to ignore it. If we have a chance to escape, we need to take it.
“How?” I ask.
“Out the back entrance. It’s not guarded right now.”
The beasts inside me kick. I know it is a long shot, but we have no choice. I nod. Grab his hand and we charge off for the entrance.
It’s not long before we are making our way through the jungle. The sign of freedom lays ahead just on the horizon.
Will the humanoids at war with the ptredacrtyls take pity on Alice? Will she and Stud finally find the refuge they seek? Find out in the next installment!