When Jeff's vision cleared, something about his body felt off, but he couldn't place it. However, he was less concerned about that as he was about what had happened to his computer in front of him. It was no longer wrecked, and something about the shape seemed different, but that was incidental, as white words flashed across a blue background.
"Chronovac program has sustained critical software corruption error; initiating program repair and update patching."
Jeff sighed, realizing the program would take a while, and he looked down at himself to see if it had messed with him at all.
Immediately his eyes should have bulged as he saw his belly was now bloated. It took a moment as Jeff looked to their hips, and feeling this urge to push something out of a vent... Jeff could tell that they were now a "she", and bloated with eggs that sloshed around as she put a claw to her belly.
Not that she needed extra confirmation, but despite being a large lizard, she was now suddenly covered with a skirt around her ass, a maternity shirt with sleeves that reached to almost her claws, and stockings held up by garter belts covered much of her legs up to her thigh, save for her claws sticking out the end. She couldn't see it, but she could feel some approximation of panties pressed against her vent.
Across her room, she saw posters of other raptors in similarly feminine dress, with particular attention to the lingerie, as if modesty no longer mattered. The sight making her own panties begin to dampen as she licked the edges of her mouth like they were her lips.
A book suddenly caught Jeff's eyes, titled "your first clutch". Jeff's approximation of a brow raised as she flicked open to the first chapter, "why is this happening?". The very first sentences of the page making her squirm:
"You may be wondering why you're laying eggs, when your pet dogs need a male to fertilize their eggs. However, raptors are different, we self fertilize-"
Jeff suddenly dropped the book as she realized the implications. The fact she may be stuck laying eggs for the rest of her life, that everyone else might also be stuck laying eggs.
… Everyone else! She took a glance out the window, and immediately saw bloated looking raptors all over the street. Not a single human in sight. No males in sight of any description.
The feeling of something trying to push out of her vent became more insistent, and Jeff found herself about to double over. Instinctually, she squatted down on a mattress in the centre of her room, and felt the first of her eggs pushing against her opening. With a grunt of annoyance, she pushed her panties aside to let the first of her eggs slide past.
As it slowly slid out, push by push, Jeff could feel excitement growing in her. It was like she was being fucked by the eggs, only in reverse, her tail wiggling as she continued to push, and as the first egg popped free, she felt relief, as if she'd just ejaculated all over the floor. Yet, already she felt another coming, and it was driving her to a climax.
With each contraction, she felt herself nearing a peak, and as the second egg was beginning to crown, she suddenly felt this rush of energy flow through her body, making her vision blur from the sensory overload.
As she began to com back down, she felt the egg let itself free from her folds. And for a brief moment she glowed in the satisfaction, before checking to make sure nobody was watching.
Seeing nobody peaking through the door, she relaxed, only to feel herself drawn to a growing feeling of fullness in her once more.
Looking down at her belly again, she saw it was already beginning to swell again, having only barely gotten smaller after releasing those last two eggs. Jeff cursed, realizing that of course "getting off" on laying eggs would trigger her body to make more eggs.
She sighed, thinking about what kind of life she'd inadvertently made for her friends and family... Especially his father, wondering if he even still lived with them if his mother was his only parent now.
… He lay down, curled around his two eggs, as he thought about what to do next.