Heine is almost completely subdued, his body relaxed despite the clutch of eggs already inside him. The next batch, composed of bigger eggs, still isn't something he's prepared for. When the first one is pushed past his hole and into him, he makes a strangled noise around the tentacle in his mouth. He's so full already. He feels stretched out and heavy, like there's no more room in his body.

But the second egg follows the first, and the third follows the second. Heine can't even tense his body and try and squeeze them out and they're too deep anyway. The creature's constant contact is soothing now, letting him settle into the simple act of being bred.

The second ovipositor has finished inside Jade. The other tentacles turn him again, careful not to let any eggs slip out but not all that gentle otherwise. A third appendage, about as thick as the first, rises out of the water and slides up along Jade's body. The creature expects that such a receptive mate can take at least one more clutch, and it begins trying to slide the ovipositor with a third batch into him, forcing the thick length even past the previous eggs to get in deep.