The Egg Bearer

Contains: M / M, fae x griffin, fae x human, oviposition, masturbation, inflation, bulging belly

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I had worked at the Gryphon Rider Tower for over a month now and every time I got up on that breeding saddle, I was excited. I had forgotten my ambition of becoming a griffon rider myself and had found a new goal of being ridden by the magnificent beasts. The first time I had been mounted had been a delightful surprise, even though I had been scared.

The flight master Trall took good care of me. Making sure I was ready for each encounter, always staying with me when the beasts mounted me, observing carefully from his chair.

I was grateful for him.

My predecessors had only been able to do their job once a week, unlike me, I was capable enough to be bred daily, sucking in each egg those beasts shoved into my gut. When the other workers removed them, I honestly felt a little bit sad, but at the same time, I was eager for more.

The sun had just risen above the horizon when I woke up and got ready for the day. My endeavors had helped the Griffon Riders catch up with their annual breeding schedule, but the spring season was almost over and I had to do more. Today I would have to take the final two griffons, one by one, one right after the other. Such thing had never been done before and it had made Trall nervous, it looked like the flight master wasn't keen on losing me or the eggs. During the first week, he had been the one to make my body ready for the large cocks the griffons had, but after a while, I got ready on my own to save time.

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This morning was no different. I washed myself and lubricated the artificial phallus the flight master had given me. It wasn't as large as the griffin shaft, but it helped me open up. Sunlight from the open window colored the stone walls of the bathroom bright orange as I sat in the tub, pushing the large object inside. Each fingerbreadth felt good, making me moan from pleasure. My eyes closed and stroked my hardening cock with my other hand as the phallus disappeared inside, slightly making my flat belly bulge from the size of it. It safely inside, I began to rub my hard nipples moaning louder and louder. Without me noticing, Trall had entered the room and stood by the door frame, enjoying my squirming in the bathtub, gently rubbing his groin.

The heavy human did not know I was thinking about him at the moment. He was in my fantasies, I wanted to be squished under his big belly as he hammered his fat cock into me. Heaving over my much smaller body.

Along with my gasp, my seed mixed with the water and I opened my eyes, seeing Trall standing there. My eyes widened with joy as I saw him. He had stopped rubbing himself, hiding his bulging member with one hand, slightly embarrassed by the action.

"Good morning, flight master," I said wearily from my tub.

"Morning," Trall replied and took my towel and robes from the hook on the wall. He brought them to me and sat on a small stool next to the tub.

"Are you ready for the day?" he asked, his fingers gently brushing my cheek.

"Of course, aren't I always," I answered, as I felt the object beginning to slide out from my hole, I quickly grabbed it and pushed it back in. My sharp gasp seemed to arouse Trall even more.

"Alright, but I have some bad news," he mumbled, moving his thumb over my lips, "There has been a problem with the last box, it's not working." Trall sounded serious, yet there was a hint of concern in his voice.

"The box is not working?" I asked.

The boxes were enchanted trunks made to keep the eggs warm enough during the transportation. If the temperature dropped too much, the female griffons could not fertilize them.

The flight master groaned "We don't know why and we don't have time to fix it before the next shipment. You have to carry them to the other griffon tower."

"You mean..." I squeaked, looking directly into his eyes, "How can I do that?"

"We already use you to get the eggs, you can carry them for us," Trall replied with deep concern in his eyes, "It's going to be rough, but it has been done before unlike the thing you're going to do today." Trall's thumb gently pressed against my chin as he spoke.

"...But it takes two days to get there," my shivering voice refuted, "I can't keep them in for so long!"

"We have a spell for it. It will keep the eggs inside you, but you will be on a liquid diet for the duration of the trip," he replied, shifting his hand from my chin over my lower back. Trall pulled me closer as his hand slid beneath the water, grabbing the object inside me by the base, and slowly pushing more inside. With my mouth open, he tugged me closer and shoved his broad tongue in, caressing my mouth from within. Each shove from behind made me hit the cold edge of the tub with my hips. The water splashed as Trall quickened his movements, still muffling my cries with this tongue.

In a haze of pleasure, Trall forced me to come again, leaving me in a blissful state.

The flight master helped me to dry and get dressed. I walked behind him as we began to ascend the stairs into the breeding pen. In the chamber, he painted a magical symbol under my navel with a waxy brush, and as soon as it was finished, it glowed faintly.

"That will help you keep them inside," he said before assisting me onto the sawhorse since my trembling legs made it hard for me to do it by myself. Like always, Trall stepped back as soon as he had strapped me in and rang the bell. It didn't take long for the first griffon to appear, with a loud whoosh, it entered the pen from the large stone frame opening and observed its surroundings. It drew closer and closer, until it lifted its front paws, flopping its huge member on my back. It was heavy and slimy from the pouch fluids. The griffon took my leather-covered neck into its beak and began to prod my hole with the cone-shaped tip.

My morning routine worked and this time the shaft slid in with ease, filling my guts, pushing as deep as it could. The girth made my belly bulge between me and the saddle I sat on. With rough thrusts, the beast ravaged me from behind as Trall sat on his chair, watching my euphoric expression.

Loud beastly shrieks and my wails filled the hot air around us. My body sweat profusely from the sweltering desert air.

The beast finished sooner than expected and poured his goo into my tunnel, with it came the bulbous eggs, one by one bulging my belly more and more. The griffon pulled its long shaft out and flew away. I had seven eggs pressing against my walls, my belly bulging beneath. Trall walked to me, cupping my face into his hands, and looked straight into my hazy eyes.

"You did good. Are you ready for the next?" he asked gently.

In my fervor, I had forgotten I was supposed to be bred twice today.

"Oh, but I'm already so full.." I gasped puzzled.

"You can take more," Trall answered back, he began to loosen the straps holding me down, giving my belly more room to expand. He walked towards the bell and gave me a questioning look, I nodded and he rang the bell the second time.

But the chime sounded different.

"I've been waiting for you to meet him," the flight master smirked when suddenly the largest griffon I'd never seen flew into the chamber. The top of its head almost touched the roof and the pen was no small room. It was completely black from claws to the quills. Instead of shrieking, it let out a thundering roar.

"This is Uk'Omo and he is my steed," Trall laughed with glee in his eyes, "You're nothing but a cocksleeve to him," Trall came back to me thrilled, climbing onto the sawhorse from the front. The large beast stood behind me, due to its size it didn't even need to lift itself up to reach me. It clearly waited for Trall to command it. Trall put his hands on the supports by the saddle and pulled himself so his waist was on the same level as my head. The black griffon took a step forward, placing my rear under his bulging pouch. Trall brushed my chin one more time before dropping his pants, letting his fat member hang right in front of me, hard as stonewalls surrounding us.

I felt the beast's tip pressing against my hole. It had to be larger than the ones I've had before, I thought, it felt like there was a small barrel trying to make its way inside. I gritted my teeth thinking how it was going to spread me wide open, hoping the magical sigil on my skin would help me to take it in.

Trall shouted a booming command and the beast behind me rammed his huge cock into me, forcing the eggs inside even deeper. My muscles spasmed from the abuse, my body flailing back and forth, only kept in place by the leather straps holding me down. My eyes teared up a little, but not from pain, even though I had never had something so large in me and had never been hammered so vigorously. As I let out a cry, Trall pushed his thick shaft into my mouth, reaching the back of my throat. Pounded from the front and behind, I was helpless.

Trall pummeled into my mouth with ferocity, sweat forming on his forehead. His fat belly helped to keep my head in place.

"You were made for this," he huffed between the thrusts, "You're my broodmare now."

Trall's taunts and the constant agitation made my cock harden, the prepuce revealing my tip between my swollen belly and the leather saddle. The thick veins on the griffin's hilt were so large, that I felt blood rushing through them, letting me know what was about to come.

The black griffon hit its tip deep within and unleashed its potent load, the eggs forcing my guts to shift and make room for more. Expanding my belly more than it should be able to. The rod lifted my body slightly from the saddle as the last egg entered into me, the griffon pulled out with a loud pop and stood back as its master kept penetrating me. My body jolted as I came, making me almost bite into the cock inside my mouth. I had been gifted with ten more eggs, seventeen in total and it showed. I looked like I was heavily pregnant. Trall had loosened my straps before, but now I was squeezing against them again.

Trall forced me to open my mouth even more, almost thrusting his large balls in too. His bellowing roar echoed in the chamber as he blasted my throat with his cum. The sigil drawn onto my belly flashed and I could feel it pull the fertile sperm deep within me. Surprised, I tried to push the human away from me, stopped only by my restrictions. Trall's ball spasmed against my throat as each pulse dumbed more cum into me. Finally, he pulled his now-hanging cock out and stepped down. Giving the black beast behind me a command to leave.

Not a single drop of his seed came out, all of it was deep within me as Trall released me and pulled me down from the saddle. Even though the eggs inside me were heavy, he took me into his arms and carried me back to my room, laying my weary body on my bed. He sat next to me and tenderly patted my protruding belly.

"The spell will also keep my seed in, marking you as mine," Trall said to me," Tomorrow you will leave with the rest of the shipment, but.." his words trailed off as he stared at me.

"I don't think that was enough," Trall said suddenly.

"Huh?" I mumbled, only for him to roll me on my belly, the eggs pushing against the coarse mattress, "It's not enough," he growled and got on top of me, undressing my hastily tied robes. Trall pulled his fat cock out and began to stroke it between my sore buttcheeks, his large belly pushed me down as I grabbed my pillow and bit into it. Licking his lips, Trall positioned his tip towards my gaping hole, giving himself a few good strokes before cramming it in. The bed creaked beneath us as his thrusts became faster and faster.

"Mmm, how can you be still so tight," Trall huffed against my neck, "Beg for me!" he demanded with seething fervor.

"P-please," I whimpered back, "Make me yours." I gripped the pillow hard as his pummeling continued, sweat forming between our skins, his heavy weight neatly pinning me down. The large eggs pushed against my guts with each thrust, his tip hitting them, not letting him enter any deeper yet making his cock piston my tender opening.

Trall forced his thumb into my heaving mouth and I began to lick it, making him groan from the pleasure. The human thrusted hard, and his hot cum poured into my already-filled hole, his cock stirring the over-inflated gut. Completely drained, Trall collapsed on top of me, only shifting slightly to give me enough room to breathe under his large frame.

Trall kissed the back of my ears and whispered,

"Now you're mine, and when you leave tomorrow, know that I will be waiting for your return."

I let out a satisfied sigh.

"The griffin breeding season might be over, but I still have use for someone like you," Trall muttered before he fell asleep. I stroked my belly, still feeling his seed inside of me along with the eggs I now carried. Gradually, my eyes began to close, and I drifted off next to Trall.