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This vignette was written for TigerJames as part of my themed Patreon request day for the month of November 2018. This month's theme was "Down on the farm" and the story contains hyper lactation and egg-laying related lewdness involving an intersex male and several other consenting adults. :3

A Little Spending Money

James had a job, and though it was sometimes a little awkward to arrange time off around the rather unpredictable attitudes of his hyper-pregnant and eternally active body, he enjoyed it a great deal. There were some months however when however much he enjoyed his work, it didn't quite cover his planned expenses for the month to come. Whether due to one absence too many after a day spent at home writhing in pleasure as his body laid egg after egg, or an upcoming excursion which the tiger wished to take on his own time, he sometimes needed a little extra cash; a little spending money beyond what his career could provide. And it was on occasions like that when he would find himself taking a trip out beyond the city limits, to a very particular farm in the countryside nearby.

A farm unlike any other that he had ever believed could exist before learning of this place from another person with some similarly uncontrollable and over-productive body parts, but which now he delighted in paying a visit to every now and then.

Smiling, the tiger waved as no sooner had he stepped off the small, rather old and rickety bus which ran the twice daily route back and forth past this stretch of country road, he saw the woman who had first clued him in to this farm. A hulking eight foot tall polar bear, whose body would already have been impressive enough to draw almost anyone's eye even if it hadn't been for the truly colossal breasts which rested on a custom made cart she pushed in front of her. Breasts which were covered not by clothes, though she did of course have custom tailored outfits which could just about fit them, but currently hidden from view by a large, soft blanket as she padded down the farm trail to greet James.

They embraced warmly as they reached one another, and even though James hugged the bear fully from the side so as not to apply any pressure to her chest whatsoever, he saw the blanket darken as sprays of rich milk erupted from her nipples. He felt the huge woman tremble in his arms, and heard her huge head let loose a ragged, frantic growl of pure ecstasy as his friendly touch alone was enough to set off the flow of her milk, which in turn was more than enough to make her cum.

"Hhhahh, hi... aahh..."

Still trembling, still cumming and with trickles of milk running down the sides of the cart she was pushing, the polar bear giggled and smiled at James. He stepped back, hands resting upon his swollen belly, and grinned back as the bear reached out and rubbed his heavily swollen stomach with her own quaking hand.

"Here to... to make a deposit?"

She blushed as she began to regain control of her faculties, but even as the orgasmic pleasure left her face it was clear from the continued trickles of milk from beneath and through the fabric of the now sodden blanket that she was still under considerable continued stimulation from her breasts, and thus similarly intense pleasure too. James nodded, and before he knew it he and the polar bear were headed back down the farm trail towards a rather large metal fence, and a gateway into the farm itself which was much more secure in its access than one might have expected from even a successful country farm like this one.

As they walked, they chatted a little business and a little pleasure. James beamed as he learned that after his last deposit his eggs were so popular a commodity that they were able to offer him an even better price for them, and they laughed together as the polar bear suggested that if they combined their forces and went into business for themselves, they could have the most popular omelette restaurant in this hemisphere of the world. Once they arrived at the gate James signed in, filling in all the usual waivers and confidentiality agreements in the process, and no sooner was he done the bear continued to lead him down the remainder of the trail and into the farmyard itself, only to make their way past a large building marked as a milking shed, and towards another marked as the 'laying barn'.

Cries of pleasure rang out from the milking shed as they strolled by, and James couldn't help but glance through one of the doors as it opened to let a rather weary, but delighted looking member of staff out. The man in question was naked as he pushed a large tank of what looked like rich cream across the farmyard before James and the polar bear's eyes, and his cock, albeit flaccid in that moment, was glistening alongside the rest of his crotch as though it had recently been made use of to great effect. Through the door itself, James could just about make out the shapes of many large and incredibly buxom figures lying out on luxurious couches, beds and other soft furnishings. Cables and tubes descended from the ceiling and attached to their breasts, and as they were all milked for what they had to offer, the majority of them were writhing in pleasure either from the simple stimulation of their breasts alone, or with some diligent member of the farm's staff working away between their legs to further encourage their continued productivity.

The laying barn was somewhat different of course. As James and the polar bear stepped inside together, they found not a large open space like the milking shed, but a long corridor from which many smaller rooms branched off. Some had their partially glass fronted doors wide open open, while others were closed with the curtains drawn back, and only a few closed with the drapes drawn tight across to hide what, or rather who lay within. James blushed as he passed the first open door just in time to see a beautifully bright feathered anthro chicken squatting over a large hay-strewn and fabric-padded basin, her eyes glassy and her beak half open in silent bliss as she laid what looked to be a third glossy, rich brown egg. Behind the second door he saw a dragon roaring in soundproofed, silenced ecstasy as a male dragon kissed the nape of her throat while she popped out not one but a whole slew of small, scaled eggs amidst what looked like an incredibly wet squirting orgasm. And then... then he was at a room of his very own. A currently unoccupied little suite with a bed, a couple of shelves with a selection of sex toys upon them, and a straw filled, currently empty crate resting beside the bed.

What made James' cheeks flush however, and what made him tremble with delight, was the figure standing beside the bed, arranging the last of the sex toys on the shelving in clear preparation for his arrival. The polar bear cleared her throat, and the fox jumped slightly, turning around on the spot and beaming as he saw James standing there beside his colleague.

"Hi, you must be James! I'm Gill, I'll be your assistant for today's session. You've been here with us before, right?"

James grinned, and the polar bear beside him laughed and patted the tiger on the back, pushing him forward into the room.

"James is an old pro at this by now. He could do it all himself, though... I'm sure he'll appreciate your help, Gill."

She winked, though neither the fox nor the tiger were entirely sure which of them she was winking at. Before either of them could do more than blush though, the bear said her goodbyes and began to wheel herself and her colossal breasts back down the corridor, and back towards the milking sheds as she began to leak, and to whimper in pleasure once more.

Left alone with the cute fox, James blushed and trembled as without another word the vulpine male began to help him out of his clothes. Soon he was nude, and lay down upon the bed with his legs spread and his pussy exposed for the fox to see. He looked up at Gill, then at the array of toys, and squirmed in delight as one hand rested gently on his swollen, heavily pregnant stomach.

"So... you've read my file, right? You know what it takes to... to get me going? To get me laying and to... well, to keep me laying?"

Gill smiled, and glanced up at the various vibrators, wands and other clitoral stimulation focused, non-penetrative toys primed and ready to go before returning his gaze to the naked and already lewdly posed tiger.

"Don't worry. All the toys here are fitted with extra long life batteries. I'll have you cumming in minutes, and I'll keep you cumming for hours. After all, I work on commission. The more you lay, the bigger my cut."

James squirmed giddily, and moaned as the fox padded over to the shelves once again, selected a particularly beefy looking hitachi magic wand, and tested its motor with a burst of almost violently loud buzzing that made the tiger tremble and the vulpine male's already erect cock twitch.

"Your notes said your biggest delivery with us to date was just over two dozen eggs in nine hours..."

The fox sat down on the bed between James' legs, and licked his lips as he watched the tiger spread his legs wider still, hands both resting on his hugely swollen, pregnant stomach while he panted and moaned in anticipation. Gill grinned, winking up at the obviously needy, ever so eager feline as he turned on the toy once again, this time at full power, and began to guide it down between James' already trembling thighs.

"...today, how about we go for your biggest payout yet, and aim for an even three dozen?"

By Jeeves

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