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I shifted again because they shifted again. "I feel so full."

"You're supposed to. You're carrying our eggs." Sonata was huge compared to a pony, huge compared to me. She'd coiled herself around me like a protective mother around her brood—which was entirely true. "Have they started working on you?"

The question didn't surprise me because Sonata Dusk had explained everything before we'd started. I nodded, aware that she would be able to feel my every movement anyway. "I feel bloated, but it's starting to ease. That's them working, right?"

Her huge tongue found my neck, coiled half around it, and started to lick the fur of my throat all the way up the side of my face—the wrong way of course. "You'll grow a stallion-womb. They'll slowly work their way into it, and it will all become easier then." Again her tongue came out, and I got another huge lick up the side of my face.

"You said it can take hours, but I think—" Words failed me. The "stallion womb" had apparently formed early, and just like Sonata had said the eggs going into it felt good beyond measure. It was like sex, again, but as each of the large spheres passed from my colon into the entirely new organ, I climaxed.

A vibration started around me, and Sonata coiled tighter. I whimpered like a young mare experiencing sex for the first time, and I bucked and squirmed in her tight grip. Though Sonata Dusk wasn't inside of me, what we'd done had caused this.

Purring. The vibrations were Sonata purring. Another egg pushed through the tight sphincter between my womb and my colon, and I screamed in orgasmic bliss. Again. Again. And six more times I was pushed to climax by an entirely new organ within me. I couldn't stop, it wouldn't stop, and I loved every second of it.

The sound of the big predator coiled around me, purring like a kitten, was a constant now. I could barely think of anything but how good it felt to be in her embrace. "I love you, Sonata."

"Silly Flashy, of course you do. Siren's can feed on anger, but we can feel all emotions. I love you too, my soft little taco." Of course she'd call me that. I felt her tongue find my neck again, and again it coiled around my throat like a collar. Every time she licked me like that, I felt more free afterward, and the return of her tongue to my throat felt better.

The eggs seemed to settle into place, now making my belly swell just like a mare's would in my situation. The thought reminded me of Somnambula and Meadowbrook. We'd all volunteered for this, but they'd taken it as a chore—I loved my taco-fish.

Her tongue came again, and my heart beat a little faster when she lingered on the collaring part. My mind filled with submissive bliss, and my smile could not be wider.

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