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Egg Collections

By Bluevirage

This story contains BBW, adult Red Panda on adult tigress action or rather adult tiger on adult raccoon dog fondling, breast milking, finger banging, and erotic egg-laying; something the author never thought they would be writing about.

The medical train was a mobile eighteen carriage hospital; along with forty others and growing they constantly moved between the numerous city-towers. Transferring patients as well as treating them while en-route to city-towers with entire levels dedicated to medical care.

It was an invention born out of necessity, the clinics on each level of each city-tower could only handle oh so many serious cases at the same time. With the installation of cryogenic suspension units, the death rate from accidents had decreased greatly. But the wait to be treated had increased before Eurynome designed and implemented the medical train transport system.

New surgeons were trained virtually to handle numerous cases remotely along with traditional healers, medics, and technicians to provide on-site support and care. Citizens were happy and Eurynome was happy to employ more people that wanted to work.

The slender tiger alterhuman that sat in one of the staff lounge cars of the train crossed and uncrossed her feet as she read printed medical documentation as she sat in a plush seat with her tail draped over her waist.

Paper was used only for important critical medical documentation as well as notes on persons with paranormal abilities. Digital copies were always available but the tigress enjoyed holding paper whenever she could.

Processed tree fiber was mostly used to transport packaged goods home, where apartment recycling chutes were the norm. Biological waste like bones, vegetables and unused meat products went down one chute and paper trash down another.

The printed medical documentation she was reading concerned her field of work. It was a once a month leaflet that detailed events around the medical train network and was printed in full-natural non-toxic colors on recycled paper. Each page was designed to be chemically treated to wash the inks off of it and reused. As a result, the leaflets were usually not crumpled up and just stacked in bins on the train for offloading once a month while new reading material was loaded up.

The tigress was reading about the new job openings in the new Egg Collections Department. As she sat in her light blue top and bottoms, her comfortable sneakers resting next to her bare feet on the panel flooring.

She read up on what the job opening entailed and wondered if she had what it took to be an Egg Collector Agent.

"Whatever," she sighed. "not like being a glorified janitor is going to advance me any further anyway." the tigress yawned as her computer slate in her left pants pocket chimed once to let her know her fifteen minute break was up. Standing she pulled out the device and pulled up the remote operations system for the cleaning units on-board.

She literally had dominion over her personal swarm of approved cleaning drones and was in the middle of a deal to license the units designs to Lady Eurynome. Once complete she could retire from that job very wealthy. Not that anyone had to work, it was mostly done as a form of entertainment so you rarely had anyone unhappy at their job since they saw it as a way to help everyone around them by filling a position that a humanoid drone or bio-android could easily fill instead.

But priority was given to Citizens that were born, or laid, in the job market. Though in recent years that rule was challenged successfully by sentient androids and AI that liked manual labor too. They claimed it was a form of entertainment that they too should be able to enjoy.

Thus, more androids and AI programs created their own corporations to compete with the biological born Citizens of New Landon. Ironically, the tigress had designed a palatable means of automating her job for the sake of giving her more time to just stand around coding AI programs; programs that were not quite as thought capable as the ones made by Eurynome and themselves, but robust all the same.

But she did like to be paid to travel, and being an Egg Collections Agent would not be too bad of a job switch.

"I will apply tomorrow." she said as her swarm of flying and crawling cleaning drones followed her out of the break room. Clinging to the walls and buzzing about her head as she walked past some coworkers who got out of her swarm's way and her as well.

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Josephine Stone patted down her neat new uniform and waited for her client to answer the door. She sighed softly as she went over her new job details as her hands gripped the large container she would use for taking the eggs back.

Her job was to facilitate the proper laying of eggs by egg laying members of New Landon society. This meant a lot of visits to Eurtilian couples and singles who donated their eggs as opposed to simply selling the inert orbs to a corporation for a set price.

The market for genetically bred slaves using Eurtilian eggs (much like the ostrich eggs that were used in the Jurassic Park science fiction series to breed dinosaurs) had become a stark reality faster than anyone suspected.

People were actually buying living thinking creatures designed by corporations for companionship. Androids were more palatable considering true sentience had a benchmark as far as computer code and hardware. Eurynome countered this new business market by hiring people through her clinics and even better hospital train system to collect eggs.

Josephine still worked out of the hospital-trains, she however kept her clothing and personal effects in a large backpack now. It was as if she were going on a hiking trip each time she stepped off a train; and stowed it away within a locker at the local train station that was monitored 24 hours a day.

Now with her new duties and the particulars in mind, Josephine looked over her pink and gray jumpsuit and boot combo issued by the Egg Collections Department one more time as the door slid to the right into the wall.

Looking up her eyes were met by a large bikini clad bust of gray fur. Stepping back she looked up into the dark green eyes of a very tall, plump and busty raccoon dog alterhuman woman.

"You here for the eggs? I have not laid yet, I am soooo nervous!" the raccoon woman fidgeted as she backed up out of her apartment entryway, moving deeper into it, to let the tigress in.

The tigress noted the wall scrolls featuring hand-painted artwork of the raccoon dog woman as the subject of it as she entered. She had dark brown fur with light gray fur covering her bust and inner thighs as well as the insides of her furry top mounted ears. Her hair was pink, with the tips frosted brown.

Said raccoon dog bowed slightly as Josephine walked past her into her living room and bedroom. There was a large circular bed with lush pillows piled upon it that were pink and brown striped. Next to it was a small folding table with a VR rig sitting on it as well as numerous computer slates and stylus pens. A recliner with speakers and ports built into it for the VR rig sat nearby with a thick power cable snaking its way across the floor away from its tripod like base.

"You are an artist." Josephine stated as she took in more self-portraits with her eyes. "You have talent." she smiled at the woman.

"T-t-thank you, Josephine." the raccoon dog stuttered before sucking on her lower fat lip.

Josephine remembered the office had sent over her identifying information so that the Citizen would recognize her service provider when they opened the door. "Mind if I call you Ms. Rune?"

The raccoon dog woman jiggled over to her bed and sat down upon it. "Michiru is okay." she replied with an uneasy smile.

There was a long silence that was ended when Josephine finally asked, "You called us, are you certain about this? There is no shame in keeping your eggs for whatever use you want them for." the tigress said with a genuine smile.

"I don't want babies, and I don't want to eat or sell them," the raccoon dog made a face at the former and Josephine was not that judgmental about people technically self-cannibalizing. "I want to give them away. But I have never done this before, you know egg and it is confusing. Mom was a basic, you know looked plain, no fur or nothing, just a basic human in looks. "Anyway she said that her mother was Eurtilian and that daddy was, obviously since I take after him, from Japan and got some raccoon dog genetic virus stuff mixed up in him as a kid since he is one too. I obviously am not good with biology stuff," Michiru rambled. "but," Michiru clasped her hands together and smiled at Josephine. "I think Ms. Eurynome would do right by my eggs."

The tigress could relate, she was born fuzzy herself and never thought that the Eurtilian genetics she had would result in her needing to lay eggs twice a year. She was lucky, some Eurtilian girls were practically hens, dropping them at a rate of one to three every two days if they did not take suppressants which had gotten really popular as of late.

"If you need help laying, I have been trained in techniques that will help." Josephine sat her case down and opened it to produce a pair of non-latex gloves from within that had reinforced plastic tips for preventing claw punctures. She pulled then on after sanitizing her hands with a mist from a canister that she rubbed into her hand fur. "I need you to lay back on your bed after removing your bikini bottom."

Michiru's ears rotated nervously before she reached with her surprisingly slender arms to undo the ties of her bikini. It fell away revealing a small tuft of pink fur above her plump fat mound. Settling back she sighed and closed her eyes as the tigress approached.

"I trust you will be professional, right?" Michiru asked before gasping in surprise as she felt a cold sensation spread over her furry mound as two gloved fingers applied a gel to her genitals. The fingers quickly sought out and found her tiny clit trapped between pudgy folds of flesh and stroked it.

Josephine spoke in a soothing professional voice, "I am going to stimulate you now. When you feel pressure in your lower belly relax and let your muscles push out the eggs. Do not fight it, let your body guide you, push only when it feels right, you will know what I mean and I will guide you. The eggs should pop out easily then. How many did your clinic tell you you had?"

"About three or four, they had trouble getting a proper reading because I kept cumming on the ultrasound wand." Michiru shuddered and bathed the tigress's gloved fingers in her spurting pussy juices.

Damn lady, that is kinda hot. Josephine thought before feeling conflicted. Be a pro, be a pro, be a pro. "I am going to continue to finger ban-stimulate you until you are relaxed enough to lay." Josephine bit her lower lip as she smelled the lust coming off of the female laying on the bed with her hand practically shoved partway into her cooch.

Michiru squeaked out a reply as she began to openly grope her breasts as she was masturbated by the tigress. Josephine saw a fat nipple, pink and inviting, pop free of the raccoon dog's top as she removed it and moved her muzzle over it at the sight of a fat drop of milk.

"Josephine!" Michiru gasped as the tigress began to pump her fingers in and out of her pussy while gently rubbing over her clit, she came again as her breast swelled within the tigress's mouth, squirting milk, delicious and warm over her rough feline tongue.

Josephine growled low in her throat as she felt the warm fluid slide down her throat. She continued to growl like a feline warning someone trying to take its meal away as her jaws opened wider and her teeth dug into the furry mound a bit as she licked all over the sweet leaking nipple capping the breast she had partly in her maw.

Michiru gripped her blanket, struggling to come to grips with the feelings overwhelming her as she began to pass her first egg. "Its coming~!"

"So-" Josephine popped her mouth off of the fat breast, "are you!" Josephine reluctantly moved away from the plump wobbling woman as she came and moved the container closer. She placed it between the woman's legs just under the top of the side of the bed and readied herself to catch the first egg.

With a spray of pussy juice, which Josephine caught full on in her face, reminding her why she was assigned goggles in the first place, the tigress watched as the clear gelatinous orb with streaks of pink the size of a softball popped out of the woman's mound and into her waiting hands.

She quickly placed it within a capsule that she fitted into place with a click within the container and readied another. The next one came a bit more slowly, and Josephine sped its emergence up with instructions, "Push now, go ahead, you cannot break them. Just do not strain, just relax." Josephine ended her encouragement with a poke of a gloved finger against the clit of her client, causing the woman's tail to stiffen as she sprayed her down again.

When all was said and done Josephine finished encapsulating the last of six eggs and was busy wiping herself down with an offered towel as Michiru looked at her totally embarrassed and relaxed for the first time since the feline had entered the apartment.

"So...that is it?"

Josephine used a marker to write Michiru's citizen number on all the capsules she had used after cleaning up. "Yep, I take these to the train with me and a courier will take them to far off places. A bonus within your usual stipend has been approved due to the preliminary assessment that was given when you went to the clinic. "Also, to cut down on hosing down your next egg collector, consider masturbating more; you are also encouraged to view egg laying videos on numerous erotica portals available through the New Landon Network." Josephine rumbled off the spiel she had been taught to use with a genuine smile on her face.

For some reason, she was okay with fondling and molesting women for eggs. Not that she would interact with them outside of her work...but then again.

"This is a personal request," Josephine said while maintaining her friendly professional air. "but, can you request me again?"

Michiru blushed and took a deep breath before answering, "Yes." she smiled. "I would like you to be the one to make me, egg."

Josephine nodded. "All apart of the eggsperience."

Michiru laughed at the bad pun and got up off her bed to see the tigress out. She was still nude when she watched the tigress saunter out of her door. Patting her belly she considered her calendar mentally, she was due to lay again in another four weeks; a welcoming prospect, especially if Josephine was around again to help.