Jade isn't prone to giving up. But neither is he one to waste his energy on a losing battle, and this battle is one that had been lost long, long ago. He's limp and shuddering when the second ovipositor finishes with him. Weakly, he tries to slide out of the tentacles' grasp and back to the relative safety of the shore, but when the tentacles force his head underwater again, he doesn't try to fight it. It seems they aren't finished with him yet. The most he can do is endure.
He lets out a silent groan as another ovipositor enters him. Something about it feels different this time - he can feel the eggs inside him shifting, a strange sensation that makes his stomach roil, although whether that's from pleasure or nausea, he can't tell.
The sensation of eggs travelling through the ovipositor is almost a familiar one by now, but again, something about it feels different this time. Maybe it's because the slick had so much time to work on him, or maybe, maybe...
He can't think. His head is foggy with arousal. There's water all around him, lapping at his face and body, each shift and coil of the tentacles sending splashes of salty spray against him. The eggs nudge at his walls, sending pleasure through the base of his spine and upwards, a pleasant fuzzy static that fills his whole body. His cock is hard and aching.
How is this possible? Jade feels cold, disturbed by the realization that he's getting off to this, being spread open and used by an aquatic beast as some sort of incubator for its multitude of offspring.
The creature doesn't hold onto Heine with any great force now; it'd be easy for Heine to break free if he tries. Instead, the creature focuses on breeding him properly, sliding each egg into him with agonizing slowness and care. Tentacles stroke at Heine's belly, covering it with more slick to help the muscles there relax and stretch.
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He lets out a silent groan as another ovipositor enters him. Something about it feels different this time - he can feel the eggs inside him shifting, a strange sensation that makes his stomach roil, although whether that's from pleasure or nausea, he can't tell.
The sensation of eggs travelling through the ovipositor is almost a familiar one by now, but again, something about it feels different this time. Maybe it's because the slick had so much time to work on him, or maybe, maybe...
He can't think. His head is foggy with arousal. There's water all around him, lapping at his face and body, each shift and coil of the tentacles sending splashes of salty spray against him. The eggs nudge at his walls, sending pleasure through the base of his spine and upwards, a pleasant fuzzy static that fills his whole body. His cock is hard and aching.
How is this possible? Jade feels cold, disturbed by the realization that he's getting off to this, being spread open and used by an aquatic beast as some sort of incubator for its multitude of offspring.
The creature doesn't hold onto Heine with any great force now; it'd be easy for Heine to break free if he tries. Instead, the creature focuses on breeding him properly, sliding each egg into him with agonizing slowness and care. Tentacles stroke at Heine's belly, covering it with more slick to help the muscles there relax and stretch.