madamsquiggles:“And now, esteemed guests of the establishment, I present to you- Madam Ausai
madamsquiggles: “And now, esteemed guests of the establishment, I present to you- Madam Ausais, the Mistress of Beasts!”The crowd roars as the spotlight fades from the Ringmaster. He makes his leave from center stage, stepping backstage, removing his hat and wiping the sweat from his brow.“Hazel? You’re on.”The Beast Tamer heaves herself from a makeshift seat of props and boxes, taking a moment to catch her balance before making her way to the stage door. He catches her arm just before she steps on stage, handing over his cane to help take her weight, but she promptly refuses and shoves it back into his grip.“You sure you’re going to be ok?” He questions, concerned by how heavily she leans on him. It feels as though if he lets her go she’ll instantly tumble forwards.“Théo, I’m pregnant, not sick. I can handle it.”The faint outline of her form can be seen even in the low lighting, the smooth curve of her stomach protruding in front of her. The weight of her womb is clear from the sheer size of her bump and the strain it puts on her leotard, stretching her outfit to near bursting point, her distended bellybutton protruded from the peak of her gravid mountain. For the past week, a clutch of eggs has matured and grown in her womb, waiting to be laid. She looks beyond fit to burst, and yet she still insists on performing her daily routine until the end of the season.“Besides, you already called me on.”“But-”Before he can protest further, she slips from his grip and strides to the arena, leaving him to watch nervously from backstage.She finds her position center stage by instinct, planting her heels into the soft sand underfoot and drawing a deep breath. The crowd is silent, the arena dark. She waits for the spotlight to turn on her. It’s a routine she’s enacted a thousand times before… but even before she starts, she knows something’s different this time.Her stomach twinges. The feeling’s hit her several times throughout the day already, so she shrugs it off without a second thought. But within seconds another spasm hits her, stronger than before. And just as the spotlight blasts upon, the crowd bursting into applause, her womb is racked with an intense cramping. As it almost becomes too much to bear, the pressure is suddenly released from her midsection, and she quickly regains her composure with a smile.“Welcome one and all. We share our world with some magnificent beasts- but today may be the first and last time you will see some of these creatures-”She pauses as she feels something trickling down her leg, and with a glance downwards she spots a small pool forming between her feet.”- uh, for we have scoured the wilds to find these otherwise elusive… ah…”The pressure begins to squeeze at her tummy again, so tight this time that she struggles to keep talking. Suddenly her belly draws in tight, visibly contracting, forcing her to double over and sink to her knees.“Théo, please, bring out Ardoise!”The spotlight stays fixed on her as she tries to focus on her breathing, the urge to push overcoming her.“Don’t look…”She moans loudly, falling back onto her backside and spreading her legs, acutely aware of the focus on her. As she feels a firm, round mass part her lips, shame overcomes her and tints her cheeks a bright red; but some part of her tingles with excitement, lapping up the attention on her, inviting every pair of eyes in the audience to view her most degrading, obscene performance.A vibrant blue egg falls from her womanhood and rolls down the folds of her skirt, swiftly followed by a second. The pain of labour is almost euphoric as she gazes into the spotlight, tears rolling down her face and sweat glazing her skin. As a third egg, larger than its counterparts, begins its descent from her packed womb, the mix of shame and lust in her reaches its peak, and despite her best attempts she’s unable to stop a loud moan escaping her mouth. Looking around the arena, she sees hundreds of eyes staring back, shocked and stunned by the sudden change in display.They would talk. Oh, how they would talk, of the esteemed Lady Ausais, belly full of eggs, spotlight on her as she reveals them to the world. Her reputation would be tarnished, if not destroyed completely.The thought makes her heart skip, but also sends a shudder up her spine. The whole world, knowing of her most secret escapades, it’s almost unimaginable for her- if only because the thought alone brings her close to climax again, popping the waiting egg out of her. There was no use in trying to hide any more. Let them watch!Bearing down, she prepares for the next delivery. And the next. And the next…After all, the show has to go on. -- source link