You awaken with Brenda's lips locked against yours. You return the favor, having a wonderful morning kiss. "Rise and shine" she coos softly as the kiss slowly ends.
You give out a loud belch, as you feel quite nauseated. You whisper "My stomach feels like it is twisted in knots."
Brenda gives a short laugh, "It will silly, your belly is stretched out like your are nine months pregnant".
You notice that Brenda is no longer laying on you, that's the weight of your new womb. You look at Brenda, and say in a disappointing tone "I didn't even feel you slide out."
"Too bad" she retorts. "What is this erotic idea, and why are you so huge?"
"Ahhhh, yes!", you smile and remember your then-brilliant idea, "I have these eggs that when I lay them will remain dormant until opened. In side each egg is a slug like creature, they are living sex toys. You can swallow them, put them into your pussy, your anus, or slide them into the tip of your penis. They will feed off your fluids or digestive remnants, and secrete a mucus that causes orgasm, enhances sexual stamina and libido, and these toys will work on only the two of us. Once we don't want them, we can reabsorb them into our bodies. If you slide on into your ass, it will feel like I am pounding your ass like crazy until you absorb the creature. Make sure that you save some, so you can use them if I am away for a while."
"A very strange idea, but I am willing to try anything." she says.
Confidently, you say, "They are very addictive, as you will see."
Suddenly, you feel as if you have an urgent need to pee, only when you push, you feel an egg slide from your uterus into your vagina. As your vagina starts to work in reverse, pushing the eggs down, you reach down to massage your clit, this form of birthing is the way it should be.
After nearly 30 minutes, Brenda asks, "Any more?" You shake your head from side to side no, as you continue to pant, nearly breathless from the constant pushing and orgasming. Brenda beams proudly, "That's eleven eggs, almost a full dozen." You drift off to sleep, as you did not appreciate just how much work this idea was going to be.
Brenda heads off to the kitchen, she knows you will be hungry when you wake up, and she needs to eat to keep her strength up.