Fluttershy's Nature Show, Season Two

Fluttershy positions herself beneath the eagle as Rainbow Dash sets the camera on its tripod, in case she needs to rush in and grab something. "Okay. She says the pain was coming from inside, and that she felt like it was time to lay her eggs. But it's worse now than it's ever been, by a wide margin."

"She's laid eggs before?" asks Rainbow.

"Every two years for the past ten."

"So she would know that it feels different this time..."

The eagle lets out a screech and lefts her tail, and Fluttershy plunges her hands into its cloaca. She roots around in there, rubbing eagerly, but in measured strokes. As her hands find the sore spot, the bird groans louder, until Fluttershy's added pressure is causing too much pain, and her talons very nearly slice Fluttershy's leg open, before her intelligence kicks back in.

"Okay, I've found the problem," notes Fluttershy. "Your egg should be fine, and the baby inside should be healthy. But if you lay it right now, you could injure yourself. Let me just..."

Fluttershy leans forward, pushing elbow-deep into the eagle, who is squawking uncomfortably. She moves a little bit deeper, then pulls her elbow back out a few times, soon showing that her being inside of the eagle has made her arm quite wet. The eagle's talons dig into the nest, locking down tightly to prevent any more chance of accidental scratching.

"Almost there," urges Fluttershy. "You're going to be pushing this first egg out backwards."

The eagle screeches at her.

"I know the risks. In any other scenario, I'd recommend against it, but right now, it's for the best. Remember, I'll be right here to make sure it's safe and secure. You can trust me."

The eagle turns away, then a large, somewhat jagged lump begins to spread her cloaca. Her pink flesh ripples as the bronze egg begins to push into Fluttershy's arms. There's a moment where the eagle relaxes her push, and the jagged barbs start to dig into her skin again, but Fluttershy grabs ahold of it and keeps it from digging in too far. Another big push, and more of the egg comes out, until the whole thing suddenly slips free.

"Holy shit," snorts Rainbow. "No wonder she was so uncomfortable. If those spikes came out backwards, then trying to push those out the right way would have torn her apart! Is that normal?"

Fluttershy shakes her head. "What I suspect happened was that something went wrong while she was creating the shell, and her glands deposited some shells that broke and deformed, but then more of the shell was added to complete the egg. Having them ripple like that is more often a sign of muscular stress, meaning she must have been doing something strenuous when she shouldn't have. Which may not be her fault, because that would have been two weeks ago, and she only went to hunt for food today."

The eagle caws once more, and Fluttershy sets the egg down gently in the nest before digging her hands right back in. "That egg was also particularly large."

The eagle snaps at her.

"Sorry, I should clarify that. A lot of birds tend to lay larger eggs with age, but since she's still pretty young, it's probable that this egg has two yolks. When I say it's a very large egg, I'm not trying to infer that she's old, I'm just commenting on the size of this particular egg. She's in the prime years of her life." She pulls out another egg. This one is equally bronze, but it's very smooth and a fair bit smaller. "This is far more typical of what you can expect."

The second, third and fourth eggs are all the same size, about six decimetres tall and very smooth and shiny. Small copper strands band them. The first is eight decimetres tall, and is clearly covered in jagged edges. The copper strands that band this one are not nearly as consistent, accounting for the jagged nature of the egg.

"There's one more," says Fluttershy, now shoulder deep into the eagle's cloacal vent. "I can feel it, she can feel it, and it's just out of my reach..."

There's silence for a moment, then Rainbow runs in. "I can help!" she calls. "I know what to do!"

"No offense, Rainbow," huffs Fluttershy, "but my arms are a bit longer than yours. I don't think you can reach it."

"Neither do I," answers Rainbow. "Deep breath."

"Deep wha--"

Fluttershy is cut off as Rainbow grabs her by the back of the head and beneath her opposite shoulder, shoving Fluttershy's head and shoulders up into the eagle. Fluttershy struggles for a bit, then stops, then starts again as she starts tapping her hand against Rainbow's wrist. Moments later, Rainbow pulls her out, A slightly smaller egg gripped in her hand, maybe five decimetres long.

"That's the last one," gasps Fluttershy, her face and mane all wet. "That's all of them."

She gently moves the eggs to the center of the nest and makes sure that they're all unharmed and free of damage as the eagle stands up and turns around. Rainbow Dash steps out of the way, but Fluttershy is pushed back down as the bird lowers herself onto the nest, covering her eggs with her breasts. She even nuzzles Fluttershy with her beak, cooing softly.

"You're very welcome," smiles Fluttershy, wriggling her way out as smoothly as she can. "I'm glad we could help you with that."

"Seriously," agreed Rainbow. "You need any help in the future, just ask. We'll totally help. Right, Fluttershy?"

Fluttershy nods, her hair sticking to her face. She then turns to Rainbow. "She's going to have to rest for a bit, and by the time we can do any more, it'll be time to start heading home. Besides, we have the footage we came for. We should head back to Ponyville and let her tend to her eggs in peace."

"Good idea," agrees Rainbow, walking over to her bag. "I packed an extra shirt in case it was hot, and I ended up too sweaty, and I definitely qualify for that now, but your shirt's wetter than I am."

She tosses a shirt to Fluttershy, who removes her top and sets it off to the side, letting her tits hang out as she slips into Rainbow's shirt. It's a form-fitting athletic tank top make for a smaller breast size, so it squeezes her boobs out the side for just a moment until the video stops.