Don't mind me as I pour a mixture of an egg potion/horny potion/ and quick birth into your drink when you aren't looking ;)
Well, this wasn't how I was planning to spend my evening.
You watch as my hand absently goes to my stomach a couple times, wondering if my drink was stronger than I expected. When I feel heat pooling lower than my abdomen, I assume it's only the drink, but the swelling in my stomach is beginning to change my mind.
I move to stand up, like I need to excuse myself, but as my belly suddenly swells, pushing up my shirt, I gasp and sit back down. My fingers flit over my taut stomach to reveal one huge, hard lump pressing back against them.
I gasp and grunt, feeling my cunt start soaking through my pants. I quickly excuse myself, waddling to the restroom as fast as I can.
When you follow (you did give me that potion, after all), you find me squatting with my hands gripping the sink for dear life. My pants are only partly down, just enough for you to see my labia fluttering with exertion. I let out a long, deep groan when the egg hits my G-spot, but you can't quite see it just yet. My belly squeezes hard around the shape, almost too big to fit through my pelvis, but it does, forcing my legs apart and dropping against my vulva enough to bulge out obscenely. I whine, the pleasure almost enough to make me come, but not quite enough. It's overwhelming, clouding everything in my mind as I scream, pushing once, twice, three times, but still, it refuses to come out. I pant and sob, trying so hard not to come and pull it back in. It takes your hands, firmly pressed on my belly, to help push it out. My labia are pressed tight in a white O as the egg pops out in a rush of fluid. I pant, seeing the baby-sized egg I just laid in wonder.
Maybe I should have another drink.
(cock birth alt under the cut! I was feelin' it but I know it's not everyone's cup of tea)
