Eve gave a low groan, squirming about as she lifted her cleaning rag a little higher on the grand, full-length mirror that was part of her master's hoard and lair. "Guess there're worse things than cleaning duties," Eve muttered to herself, making sure to clean every inch of the mirror so that the reflected image was spotless. Of course, that meant that she could see herself *perfectly* in the reflected image. The Absol was naked, apart from all the adornments that her master had put on her. There was a collar, of course, heavy and made of silvery metal. It matched the cuffs that were around her wrists and ankles, and of course all of them were locked on, as well as having some handy little D-rings that could be used to attach them to chains, or even one another. But that wasn't all. The only other thing she had on was a tight chastity belt made from the same silvery metal. In a way, it kind of worked to preserve Eve's modesty, if that was still possible. Her sex was completely locked away, hidden from view beneath the gusset plate. The belt almost never came off, but it still wasn't the most striking part of the Absol's appearance. That was her belly; the pokemon was heavily pregnant. More than that, it looked like she'd practically swallowed a beach ball! It wasn't a natural pregnancy, at least not a natural one that she would have normally gone through. Eve had been impregnated with dragon seed from her master, Mithrax, so it was a clutch of eggs growing inside her womb instead of a litter. Eve looked into the mirror and ran a hand over her stomach, feeling the taut skin under the soft fur ruefully. *Wonder how long it will be*, she thought to herself. *How long do dragons eggs usually incubate anyway? Not like I ever learned that; why would I have to know it? Doubt Master will tell me either…* The Absol gave a huff, running her hands down past her belly and between her thighs. Mithrax had her old owner give her a potion to put her into heat and make her fertile for dragon seed. But the thing was that she'd never *left* that heat. Eternal heat was a cruel enough state to be left in normally but the addition of the chastity belt was just rubbing salt in the wound. Eve gave a soft moan, running the cleaning rag against the plate of the belt. It came away slick and wet, the Absol's juices dripping through the tiny holes in the metal. They were all far too small to be able to slip even a needle through and the belt was pulled too tight against her sex to be able to reach in from the side. Beneath it, there was the ever-present ache, a burning need in her pussy that didn't ever truly leave. At best it ebbed and flowed a little but she was always aware that she was in heat, even if her scent hadn't been blindingly obvious, as heavily perfumed with heat pheromones as it was. Eve squeezed her thighs tightly together, rubbing her hands in between them with a needy little whine. Her aching tunnel clenched and rippled on nothing, wanting to be filled, but also wanting to be filled by only *one* thing in particular. Something in that first potion had made her sex stretchier, able to accommodate a cock even as large as a dragon's. Perhaps because of that though, nothing else seemed to really satisfy her…only the deliciously ridged length of her master. She rather hated being so dependent on her master for her needs and pleasure, but she couldn't help it. She needed him to even try to sate the need between her thighs, though since she'd begun to swell with his eggs, Mithrax had been less and less inclined to actually fuck her. He seemed to enjoy the needy whines and squirms that she gave as he dangled the key in front of her, watching her drip through the belt. "Fuck him," Eve muttered to herself, but she managed to pull her hands away from the belt, picking up the rag again. The mirror was all done and clean, which meant that she was done for the day now, at least as far as her cleaning duties were concerned. It was difficult to move very quickly with the heavy eggs in her belly but Eve groaned and awkwardly waddled to the main part of her master's cave. This main room had a high ceiling and an enormous pile of pillows, blankets, and furs lay in the very centre. That was where Mithrax slept, Eve alongside him. It wasn't her favourite part of the cave but it *was* the most comfortable and Eve took advantage of all the comfort that she could get. With a groan, she sank into the soft, cuddly pile, relieved to be able to take the weight off of her sore paws. Eve gave another soft huff and then glanced longingly towards the tunnel directly ahead of her. It curved lightly but the soft light of daylight was visible *just* around the bend. If she wanted, she could walk down that tunnel, at least a little way, but she couldn't move past the entrance. There were some magical runes carved into the stone that matched up with some other symbols etched into her collar. Said collar couldn't move past the entrance, which meant that Eve couldn't either. So, she was stuck in Mithrax's cave. She wasn't entirely sure how far she'd have gotten even if she'd been able to escape the magical warding, but it still stung that she couldn't even *try*. There was little else to do with her time other than just wait around…and play with her breasts a little. They were the only erogenous place that she could easily reach, since anal without lube wasn't a terribly attractive proposition, and Eve took full advantage. The pregnancy had a couple of upsides there though; her breasts had swelled and gotten fuller and more sensitive, and in the last week or two she'd even begun to lactate. That last one in particular made Eve blush and squirm and, for some reason, made her heat burn just a little hotter… The Absol had tried to keep that concealed from Mithrax. She wasn't quite sure what he'd do, but she'd rather that she didn't have to find out in the first place. But so far he hadn't picked up on it, or if he had then he didn't seem to care. Either way was fine with Eve, and it gave her some freedom to play. She wasn't fortunate enough to be one of the lucky few that could actually cum from nipple and breast stimulation so it always turned out to be nothing but a giant tease, but she did it anyway. The Absol just couldn't resist. Blushing a little, even though she was still alone, Eve reached up and gave her tits a squeeze, shuddering at once. She did it again moaning and squirming on the pillows as a few white drops leaked from her nipples. Eve went for those next, giving a little whine as she gave her nipples a sharp pinch, rolling them between her fingers. The Absol's pussy burned hotter as the sensations seemed to race right down between her legs but she didn't stop. She didn't *want* to stop! Her squeezes and gropes got firmer and rougher, forcing a little more milk from her full tits. "Come on," Eve groaned, arching her back a little as she moved one paw around her belly, pressing in against the plate of the belt. It seemed so *hot* beneath the pads of her fingers, like it'd be about to melt off of her any second. Of course, it didn't. Eve kept trying to grind against her paw, her other hand kneading and groping at her tits as the Absol panted and moaned. The scent of her heated arousal filled the air, even stronger than before. A few sprays of milk left her nipples on the harder squeezes but the feeling of pressure and tautness remained. It'd take a lot more to fully empty her breasts. Eventually though, Eve just had to stop. She was panting hard, gasping in deep breaths as she squeezed her hand with her thighs, pressing her palm against the plate of the belt as hard as she could. She was only pretending that it helped but she couldn't stop herself. She only had to stop when she couldn't keep going, the Absol sagging back against the pillows with a whine. "Fucking belt!" she moaned, burying her face in the pillows. The desire to put her hands back between her legs was strong, but she resisted. *Not like it's going to help…* Being pregnant was tiring though, and the eggs felt very heavy inside her. Her arousal wasn't really going down at all, the Absol's need staying frustratingly high, but she could feel fatigue rising up as well, making her limbs feel heavy. A yawn was on the way before she knew it and the pile of pillows *was* rather comfortable… The Absol snuggled down in, feeling rather cradled from all sides as she closed her eyes for a quick nap. *Nap is as good a use of my time as anything right now…* ------------- Eve wasn't really sure what woke her up. It was probably the gentle thud of footsteps, or maybe the oh-so-familiar smell of draconic musk getting stronger. That particular scent was something she was quite familiar with and the older scents in the caves weren't really the same as that from Mithrax himself. Yawning, Eve stretched out sleepily, having to drag her consciousness back to wakefulness. Her eyesight was rather blurry, the Absol blinking a few times to see her master, Mithrax, moving about the cave. He was packing some small side-bags that passed for pockets on quadrupedal dragons, since it was almost impossible for them to carry anything. "Ah, awake at last, clutch-whore," he said smugly, catching her open eyes as he passed her. "Sleep well? It's a sign that the eggs are almost ready to come, you know. Shouldn't be long now at all." "So you keep saying," Eve grumbled. "…Master," she added hurriedly as he turned back to her with a pointed look. "Better," he said, "but the slip is still not forgiven, clutch-whore. Pity I don't have time to use that throat of yours. A punishment for you and a very fun time for me." Eve made a little squeak of a sound, blushing hard. Giving the dragon oral wasn't easy considering their size difference and he liked to make her nose touch his slit. The Absol's muzzle was quite short which meant that almost all the dragon's jaw-stretching length was buried firmly in Eve's throat. It was difficult and uncomfortable and left the Absol hoarse and barely able to talk for a couple of days. Mithrax being too busy to do *that* was a good thing. "Where are you going, Master?" she asked cautiously, trying to make the question seem offhand and casual. Inside though, she was thrilled. *Might get a few days alone this time*, she thought hopefully. Mithrax gave an irritated snort, closing and buckling the last bag. "Some business has come up that requires my urgent attention," he said. "I should be back in a day or two, if all goes well. There's food for you here until I get back; you know where it is." The Absol nodded, keeping her mouth shut. She didn't want to do anything that made Mithrax give some 'entertainment' while he was away. He'd done that before and it usually took the form of Eve being achingly stuffed with toys locked beneath the belt which, of course, she was unable to remove. That made the days alone not so fun. This time around though, it didn't seem like Mithrax had enough time to remember. He was already fitting the bags to himself, long straps over his back keeping them in place. "I'm off, slave," he said, already walking towards the cave entrance. "Don't cause any trouble while I'm away." "Of course not, Master," Eve muttered, relaxing back against the pillows. The muffled sound of wingbeats echoed into the cave and then faded away into the distance. Only then did Eve allow a little smile to cause the edges of her mouth to twitch up. "Some time alone before the eggs come," she murmured. The Absol waited for a few more minutes to make sure that Mithrax was gone and hadn't forgotten anything, before heaving her egg-heavy body up off of the pillows. *A sunset might be nice, even if I can't leave the cave*. Some properly fresh air would do her good as well. Waddling slowly, taking her time, Eve made her way through the curving tunnel through the stone as the daylight got brighter and more direct. The light was tinted gold, so the sunset she wanted was probably close. Time seemed to blur when she was just in the cave; day and night didn't really matter all that much. As she got nearer to the entrance, the collar around Eve's throat began to vibrate gently, growing warmer against her soft fur. This was pretty normal but it was just the 'warning system' for when she was approaching the limit of her allowed area. It was rather pleasant as she waddled past the last bend, able to see out of the cave's entrance. A path led down from the entrance, leading down to a forest after a hundred metres or so. But the cave was set into the side of a ridge so she could see over all of those trees, to the horizon where the sun was indeed slowly setting. Eve stopped just before the point where she knew she wouldn't be able to move past, groaning as she carefully and slowly lowered herself to the ground. The Absol set her back against the wall as she settled down. The light flooding past her felt lovely against her fur, painting the white fur a ruddy tint. *Mmm this is nice…* Eve thought, a soft purr barely audible in her throat. *Little pleasures*. She stayed there until the sun lowered down below the distant trees on the horizon, giving a small sigh as the warm light dimmed and faded. She was only just going to struggle back to her feet when she her feet kicked at some gravel down on the ground. "Oh great," Eve groaned, getting back to her sore feet. "Better get the broom, Eve…" Mithrax did like his home to be clean, and even the entrance of the cave needed to be cleared of debris. The source of the fragments of stone was immediately clear to Eve's eyes; there were a number of deep furrows in the stone. Nothing about that was particularly interesting. Mithrax made those marks all the time from his claws, either intentionally to sharpen them against the rock or unintentionally when he took off for flight. They were all through the cave system that he, and therefore Eve, called home. Not wanting to forget to do it and risk being punished for it, Eve decided to just do it now. Some quick sweeping and it would be done, and she could go back to the pile of pillows in the main cavern. There was a broom that Mithrax had gotten just for her and Eve took it to the cave entrance, beginning to sweep in broad strokes with a sigh. It was a pretty mindless task, not requiring any thought at all so Eve could just lose herself in the rhythm, watching the little bits of rock tumble along the ground. *Should get something to eat…* she mulled to herself. *At least before going to sleep again. God these eggs make me feel hungry!* As if to punctuate that thought, the Absol's belly gave a little, clenching spasm, reminding her that she hadn't actually eaten anything in hours. The little hunger pain brought her back to reality, the Absol giving a little sigh as she swept the last few little shards of stone out of the cave entrance proper. Eve surveyed the ground, making sure she'd done an acceptable job, before looking up…and her heart gave a jolt. The Absol was standing at the cave entrance alright, but it was *beyond* the point where she was usually able to go. Eve hadn't been paying attention, too caught up in her work and relying on the physical barrier that the magic created to warn her of when she was nearing the edge of Mithrax's home. But now, somehow, the magical warding that kept the Absol imprisoned wasn't working as it should. Eve scanned the ground, trying to find the cause. *Has Mithrax disabled it or something?* she wondered. *He can't really trust me that much, can he?* The answer to that was found on the ground. Of the many claw marks in the ground, most of them were old. One of the fresher ones however, happened to cut across one of the magical runes etched deep into the stone. The Absol never would have been able to damage it like that herself, and in any case she didn't know anything about magic. Somehow though, Mithrax had happened to ever so slightly mar one, rendering it quite useless and disabling the magical fence keeping Eve inside the cave. "I can leave," she murmured, feeling dumbstruck and frozen to the spot. "I can just…leave." It took a moment for the realisation to fully sink in, the Absol letting out a little whoop as her heart leapt. *The sooner I go, the bigger my head-start will be when Mithrax comes back*, she thought. *I'll need one like this. But I can make for the nearest town and convince someone to help me out of these bloody restraints. And the belt!* With a plan in mind, Eve felt filled with new purpose. She turned quickly on her heel, letting the broom fall to the ground with a clatter and then ignoring it as she waddled back to the storeroom as quickly as her legs could carry her. There she wrapped up a couple of days' worth of food in a cloth, making a makeshift knapsack. It wasn't great but it would definitely do for now, and Eve wasn't in the mood to wait around this place for a second longer than she had to. Freedom beckoned! There was no reason to wait or do anything else, so with the bag of food on her shoulder, the Absol set her way out of the cave for the first time in what felt like forever. She wasn't quite sure how long it'd been since her old master had dropped her off to Mithrax but it certainly felt like a lifetime to Eve. But as the rapidly-cooling night air ruffled through her fur, the Absol felt all of that melt away. Figuratively, at least; the weight of the eggs was still very much hampering her speed. Ever aware of when Mithrax would be back and notice her missing, Eve began to hurry as fast from the cave as her waddling gait could carry her. There was a forest a hundred metres or so from the cave entrance, Mithrax keeping the immediate area clear of trees and plants. There was a road, more of a path really, that merchants used to cart supplies to the dragon's cave, but Eve was wary of that. If any of *them* caught her, it'd be certain that they'd simply return her to Mithrax rather than helping her. Heavy and pregnant as she was, it wasn't like Eve could resist anyone anyway. So, with that in mind, as soon as the Absol reached the trees, she moved a little way off of the path, still heading in the same direction but far enough from it that she would pass by any other travellers unnoticed. Night continued to fall around her, the darkness seeming to come far more quickly beneath the canopy of the trees. There were the normal woodland sounds around Eve but they were mostly hidden beneath the Absol's laboured breathing. She was moving as fast as she could but that wasn't very sustainable in her condition, and before long her lungs were burning as she gasped in air. With a soft whine, she was forced to slow her pace. "Just don't stop," she muttered to herself. Another sharp pang came from Eve's belly and she realised that in all the excitement of figuring out that she was free, the Absol had forgotten to actually eat anything. Not stopping her waddling, she pulled a little morsel from her makeshift knapsack and nibbled it, not wanting to stop for a meal break. *Be a pretty poor effort if I stop so soon*, Eve thought to herself, but already her paws were feeling tired and sore. Heavy eggs or not, a pregnant Absol was not a creature with a great deal of endurance. Despite the food that she was holding, the hunger pains continued every so often, gradually getting closer together. There was a finite limit to her food though, so Eve didn't reach for anything more after finishing her little snack. *Don't know how long it'll have to last*, she reminded herself, but there was a strange conundrum that was beginning to make a little itch in her mind. She was feeling the hunger pains alright, sharp little stabs through her abdomen, but the Absol didn't actually *feel* hungry. Quite the opposite, actually. Then, when she was less than three hours from Mithrax's cave, a cramp that was *much* stronger than a hunger pain went through Eve's middle. It made her stagger, leaning against a tree for support as she let the knapsack fall to the ground. Everything clicked. *Fuck*, the Absol thought, shuddering as another of those cramps made her tense up. *Not hunger pains…contractions. I'm going to lay the eggs now!* The dreadful presence of the belt hit her a moment later, sending a chill right through the Absol's body. *Fuck! How am I supposed to lay with the chastity belt on me?!* She didn't have time to think about it, another, even stronger contraction making Eve almost double over in place. Gritting her teeth, she picked up her bag of food and tried to continue on. *Once I'm safely far,* **far** *away from here, I'll worry about laying these bloody eggs.* The time between contractions got smaller and smaller, and each one made Eve stop and pant. She hadn't been going very quickly before but now that pace was slowed to a crawl. Instead of being focused on picking her way through the underbrush, the Absol was panting and concentrating on the sensations coming from inside her, from her womb especially. It was clenching down with each contraction, squeezing hard around the eggs as Eve's body tried to force them out. Soon each contraction came right on the heels of the last and the Absol simply had to stop. She staggered into a clearing with a loud moan, dropping the knapsack to the ground and then gently lowering herself to the ground, back against a tree. Almost all of her find became focused on the ongoing labour, the urgency of her escape falling into the background as the first egg began to push its way through the Absol's cervix. The hard shape of the egg wasn't easy to push and it certainly wasn't what Eve's body was designed for, but it was what she had to deal with. Groans and huffs mingled together as the contractions seemed to take the Absol's breath away, but she instinctively knew when it was time to push. It didn't help that she was still in a deep heat as well, certainly something that wasn't supposed to be mixed with labour! Eve was grateful for it though; the sensation of the egg slipping into her heated pussy overshadowed everything else, making her moan and arch her back against the tree trunk behind her. As heavy and large as the first egg was, it was very hard to move. Caught up in the pleasure and instinct, Eve had closed her eyes, pushing and squeezing around the heavy orb in her sex as she forced it gradually towards her entrance. There was a sense of anticipation with it, the idea that she'd have accomplished something good when this egg was finally laid. Another feeling was rising up with it, a climax mixing with all those varied emotions and climbing higher and higher as the egg neared the Absol's entrance. She didn't remember about the belt until the moment that the egg contacted the gusset plate, the slick, slightly pointed tip pressing against the metal chastity and then moving no further. Eve's body seemed to freeze. Her instinct had no idea what was happening, her body giving another contraction as if to try to force the egg past this strange blockage. But it couldn't and no amount of pushing would ever be enough to overcome the steel plate. "No, no, no!" Eve howled explosively, startling some nearby birds from their rest. The indignant squawks went ignored as Eve desperately shoved her hands between her thighs, against the slick, hot metal that completely covered her sex. *Let it out! Let me cum! Please!* The belt didn't respond at all to her howls and whines and mental begging. Eve's body had come to the decision that stronger pushes would solve everything, the Absol falling to her side as her pussy squeezed so very tightly around the egg, jamming it against the chastity belt and letting her feel *exactly* how wide the orb was spreading her. Just because the first egg had been unable to exit didn't mean that the others were going to wait either. The second egg, the next one closest to her cervix, was gradually forced into Eve's clenching, spasming tunnel as well. The sensation of being filled even more made her howl all the more, pawing uselessly at her crotch as the Absol curled up at the base of the tree. There was nothing that she could do as the second egg clacked against the first inside her, Eve's sex now utterly stuffed and full of eggs that had nowhere to go. The Absol was stuck. She couldn't walk, could barely move from her prone position. All Eve could do was whine, whimper, and moan as she pawed at the belt, seeking a way in to her pussy that simply wasn't there anymore. Nothing could break her from her efforts, the need to lay and the need to cum mixing together until they felt like one and the same to Eve as the rest of the world melted away. That is, until she heard wingbeats coming straight for her.