Work, there is always work. Whether it’s remarking her territory, fixing her den, or tending to the countless small tasks that pop up here and there, there is always work to be done.
Dari moved into her den, slowly, waddling into the cave, throwing some dry grass down into a pile. Why did she keep doing that, she thought to herself. She has perfectly good blankets and cushions, but here she is, collecting grass and twigs. Instinct, it runs deep. She was subconsciously preparing to build a nest, like the many generations before her.
She sighs, looking at the pile, then down to her absolutely huge belly, smiling loving as she lays a claw on it. Dari’s other claw reached over it, both pressing gently, forcing the eggs in her to shift, making her coo. Her coo turned into a yawn as she moved though her den, checking on her food storage, looking for any signs of pests or intruders, before lying down on her beanbag chair with a soft plop. She tucked in her arms, yawning again, her wings unfolding, coving her and her belly like a blanket. That’s about all they were good for now anyways.
Dari looked back over them with slight frustration. With her huge belly, she couldn’t fly at all, making certain easy tasks such as searching for and keeping track of potential mates, hunting, and checking her territory now long and very…yawn…tiring. She shifted around, getting herself more comfortable. She may have lost her ability to fly, but if it meant having a belly full of eggs…
She looked over her massive belly again, smiling. She just loved that full feeling…she NEEDED that full feeling, she NEEDED to be filled with eggs, she…she…she needed MORE! Her eyes darted in the direction of the entrance to her den. She could find another male. She could. She WOULD find another male. He would gladly stuff her with more eggs!
Her eyes looked at her belly, then her figure, could she take more? Her belly was already way to big for a normal bipedal creature…she could end up loosing her ability to walk too. But to have more eggs…to feel more filled. She absolutely NEEDED this! She WILL have this! NOTHING will deny her this! NOTHING!
Dari snarled defensively at no one in particular, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust, rage, and desire. She was so full, but not full enough! She wanted MORE, MORE, MORE! She would carry as big a clutch as her body could hold, and then carry more and more clutches, She would find a male and chain him in her den! YES! She could do that! She’d always be filled then! She COULD…she SHOULD! She wanted this with every breath in her body she wanted MORE EGGS! Dari snarled again, a lustful grin on her face.
She WOULD…She…she…She suddenly yawned, snapping Dari out of her Mother’s Rage. Giggling softly to herself, she leaned over, kissing her belly. Nosing it playfully, she smiled, giddy, content with everything. Tucking in her arms again, shifting her wings to cover as much of her as possible, she gave one last yawn, before closing her eyes and taking her much earned nap….


…While Dari napped, a smaller, strange creature entered her cave. Creeping without making a sound, it moved closer and closer to her, a hand reaching out and rubbing her belly. Slowly it moved closer to her head, a psychotic grin on its face, it’s eyes darting this way and that as it tried to stifle a giggle. It reached down, a hand touching her cheek, the other placing a doll identical to the creature against it. “Soon.” It muttered…

Dari awoke with a start, eyes darting around her den. She could have sworn she could have heard something, someone. Nothing. Her den was void of all life aside from her and the growing eggs inside her. It was just a crazy dream. Dari huffed, her sleepy eyes slowly closing again as she lowed her head, right on a small, weird looking doll. What was this doing here? Dari just stared at it…

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Sleepy Dari =.=

Dari and Art  m-p-l
Story written by  reliongarrouth