FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Happy Easter! (Shorty)

Sandy stared at her hand it again had this damn line of that damn plaid blanket, and it lingered for a bit after she took her hand off. Damn psychotic disorder, or whatever it was her parents claimed she had.

It had been like that since she had disappeared for a whole day on a camping trip. They said she had probably been abused, despite the fact that she couldn't remember it.

Yet at the same time she felt great about that day, like everything was so much better, so much more like her. Everything her hallucinations showed her filled her with pride, it was more of the shame of her being affected.

It was visible on pictures alright, and her teeth were sharp enough naturally to cut through meat.

Of course she was imagining it, all of it. She grabbed the egg she was supposed to empty out, and paint because her mother wanted her to express herself in a Christian way. She had already woven the baskedt for them, it had turned out kind of large, and it would have taken around five painted chicken eggs to fill it up.

By the time time she had regained some modicum of common sense she had swallowed the eggs in the nest whole. Out of sheer anger that these impostors had been there.

This whole assignment had her livid she wasn't feeling well at all, and now she had swallowed an egg whole again. Which she shouldn't do, she cracked her neck feeling the joke, and egg white enter her stomach, and choked up the now empty shattered mess throwing it in the garbage. Her nest her eggs or no one else's, she burped.

She was having one of her schizoid phases again, none of this had happened. She decided to arrange a blanket around her nest, get naked, and sit in it. It felt amazing made her skin feel coarse, and naturally leathery. It was wonderful, she went to lock the door to her room, quietly because her mother didn't like being unable to stop her from killing herself, and drew the blinds going back to her nest.

Cheerleading seemed like such a small thing to give up. For having proper skin that she didn't have to hide here. Proper lizard skin, the best the kind they made the most expensive bags, and boots out of.

She just wanted to see that skin again that showed when she was alone. The most beautiful part about being her. Looking in the mirror, and just seeing her third eyelid slide over her eye. Surrounded by by the thousands, and thousands of precious pearls woven into scaled skin. That was heaven. Any woman, any good woman would agree.

She touched herself to that thought, feeling that skin on someone else it made her part herself, and lay an egg, which slowly pushed herself out of her. With a nice, and leathery skin around it that rubbed so intensely she just lost herself for a moment. It was in volume about a chicken egg, but more longish clearly made to be laid by a human adapted to proper reproduction. Amazing, and beautiful precious, and unique.

There was a knock on the door. Her beautiful skin went away replaced with apish, boring, and clinical alabaster.

"Yes?", asked Sandy casually towards the door.

"Your friend is here!", called her mother discovering to her shock that the door had been locked.

"Oh I'm trying on clothes.", said Sandy jumping into hers covering the nest, she didn't know who at high school considered themselves her friend.

She opened the door she made a rather stupid expression when she saw who was responsible.

"Hi Sandy I brought snacks, and stuff. Your mom said, since I know you, and stuff we should hang out.", said Barbara huge tall, and woolly haired, weird tall that was, very weird tall.

"Alright come in.", said Sandy opening the door, closing it again, if something had gone wrong with her egg on account of the medications she was on she would be pissed.

Sugar pills sure, but an egg was an egg.

Her mom smiled as the door closed, it was the first time in three months anyone had come by.

"Gosh you are really talented, and it's so great you know that you are.", said Barbara looking at the walls littered with technical drawings, and self portraits, well true self portraits.

"Don't sit there!", said Sandy pulling her away from the edge of the nest.

"Is that your nest or something?", asked Barbara amazed.

"No it just is the place I've chosen to build it, and there is an egg inside so I'd rather you not lie on it.", said Sandy realizing how utterly insane that sounded.

"Oh wow didn't think you were maternal like that. Don't you worry though us Scalies know all about personal space. Dragons like me have hang ups too.", said Barbara way too tolerant, enthusiastic even.

She would talk, and then the whole nest would be in danger.

Sandy sighed she was hardly what she had been hoping for.

"Would you like to be in my nest with me?", asked Sandy then.

"I don't know, if we are like that close-"

"Get in my nest.", said Sandy not taking no for an answer.

Barbara's eyes just glazed over, and she nodded.

"Don't worry little human.", said Sandy helping her undress while wearing her true skin. It made it that much easier to control this one, make it lock the door, and stand at attention wearing only socks.

If only she had a line, and infinite eggs, then soon humanity would be free from being disgusting apes. The compatible ones anyways.

"Now I know this is a little strange, but trust me I laid this egg, and you'll be careful with it.", said Sandy pulling the sheet carefully off her pride, and joy.

There was a little gasp coming from Barbara, and some kind of happiness. How odd, but at least her heart was in the right spot.

"This will help you get rid of all of your inferiority, you will ascend to a manageable level.", said Sandy it was all about managing after all until then it was population control.

"Now lay down on this bed, and utterly relax yourself. I can promise you, your compliance will reward you greatly.", said Sandy taking her egg, and carefully licking it with her split tongue until the shell became translucent.

Currently it was better to adapt the dominant sentient beings on the planet, it would change some day, but that would need like everything to be earned.

Sandy spent a few moments flicking the clit of her newest convert, until the combined urging of her slithering tongue, and mind had opened her up to receive the gift that had fallen into her lap.

She was unnervingly willing, the process had been much more challenging for her from what little she remembered, but that too was a privilege. She knew just what it was worth.

Carefully, more carefully then she needed to to she inserted the egg to prolong the pleasure of doing so. It was selfish to withhold it from Barbara this long, but it felt so good to finally do that. In all the dreams she could remember she had been doing this. In her dreams she had mapped out each step, and now just walked it was wonderful.

Each second dedicated to the cause.

Sandy didn't know how the eggs worked. Her understanding of quantum chemistry was still woefully limited by the resources available to her. Half of it was wrong anyways. However it worked faster than it had any right to by human standards. On a level that required calculations impossible with mere transistors. It made the improbably probable, it was a chain reaction, of miracles.

Licking, and touching that while infantile was still every bit the worship it deserved. The fact that Barbara twisted in pleasure instead of screaming in pain was amazing to her. It had really come a long way, and it made it all the sweeter that even she could help with these things.

Her skin had a nice blue hue to it, and she examined her keeping her straddled. Like humans her kind had no tail, one of the advantages they lacked, not that it wouldn't have gotten in the way in a society built for tailless apes.

"Is it alright?", asked Barbara then being examined.

"Good. It's strange how easy it was for you.", said Sandy nodding.

"Well we still are different, you are super important.", said Sandy trying to find words.

"I don't care, if I'm important unimportant or dead, what matters is that soon every woman should be able to look in the mirror, and see this Sandy pointing at them.

"What do you do about the boobs anyways? I like them on a dragon.", asked Barbara touching Sandy's wonderfully even chest.

As sensitive as before

"Oh we can shape shift.", said Sandy growing some with ease having them played with.

"Wow.", said Barbara still out of her mind excited.

"Your affection is appreciated Barbara, but...", said Sandy pointing at her work.

"But dragon boobs, and you like it, and I'm pretty!", argued Barbara not seeing reason.

So terribly human still. The pain had most definitely been worth it. Being born as a human was probably also horrifying, and painful. Yet there was an appeal in indulging her to a degree. "I have half an hour.", said Sandy setting a timer on her smartphone. It was not like quantum physical theory would be very interesting as she felt now, not with her charge looming over her shoulder.

"Oh I know, you do your thing, and sit on that chair, and I'll be under the desk. I'd really like both.", said Barbara hiding under it giving her the jazz hands.

Sandy settled, some light prototyping would do, she supposed. For now.

ory Oviposition