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A single egg emerges from the tube and floats for a bit before settling to the ground. You leisurely walk up to it and put your hands on its round surface. This was it. This was your big chance. You take your cock in hand and slowly stroke it, trying to keep in time to Mrs. Cake's moans. If you're going to do this you want to orgasm at the same time as the pony who's womb you've occupied. You imagine that it's you out there, roughly fondling her breasts as you thrust into her. As the tempo of her voice increases, so too does your fapping. Your balls swell but you try to hold back the flood, to keep from releasing until your gigantic lover gives the signal. Her voice hitches higher and higher until it breaks into a long drawn out wail, shaking the womb. You can't hold it back anymore and cum on the egg's surface, spraying tope after rope until you're completely spent. You collapse on the ground, exhausted but proud of what you've accomplished. You lie still for a while before turning over and giving Mrs. Cake a goodnight kiss.

Outside Mrs. Cake lies awake, patting her belly. Soon Anon's children would grow in there, and he would be there in person to see it the moment they're born. She thought about the future of her relationship with Anon. From now on any time she wanted a child, Anon would be the one to provide it. She might be willing to share this gift with her future children, or even Pumpkin if she's willing. Just the thought of it made her horny again, even hours after Carrot had "pumped" her. She reaches down and schlicks herself off under the covers, imagining Anon in there drenching her eggs in cum.
She soon reaches her second orgasm for the night and contentedly drifts off to sleep.
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June 2, 2023
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