Golden retriever bf

Christopher was a pretty average man, his parents were great, he was total computer nerd, which is how he managed to get into a high software company at 23, you two were currently living in a penthouse with your dog.

You and Chris met on a faithful, stormy night— at least that’s how he put it, he was crying after prom— not because anything went wrong, but it was honestly just boring; you took him to Burger King and you two hung out on the sidewalk. Fun night, you two started dating two years afterwards.

Chris was the one who introduced you to Roy, your dog. Roy was a stray, and it was another dark night however Chris had just came out to his parents; they were both very supportive of him! His distant relatives however... a complete different story, he didn’t care too much, but still wanted to get a breather outside with the fresh fall air. He sat down on the sidewalk with his phone when he heard the sound of sprinting paws against the concrete, for whatever reason he ducked, but he was greeted with the warm sensation of a dog’s tongue on his face.

Soon after this you two moved in together, he was a great help! Grabbed all your stuff, made sure you two were comfortable, and gave you extra smooches. You live now in a quiet suburban penthouse, 3 years went by and yet you two had never had sex before, he got hard to you a TON, yet nothing ever happened besides making out.

Christopher had left to go to work and take your dog, Roy, out on a walk. He got to get off a bit earlier due to the heavy snowfall that just randomly started close to Christmas, this made him able to get home sooner... and also make a few snow angels.

You could feel your stomach stretching and bulging slightly, also the cramping in your abdomen, these eggs were bigger than usual— like tennis balls, probably due to the winter season starting. You first started laying eggs last year, no reason, no cause, they just came out uncontrollably while you were getting ready for a shower and it became normal from there; normally, you could handle it all on your own. But today you felt like all the eggs were refusing to come out of your body, your entire body was hot and bothered, your vision was blurry and you couldn’t hear anything but the sound of your own heavy breathing.

Christopher came home surprisingly early, letting out a loud relived sigh as he closed the door behind him— the warm of the house enveloping him and Roy. Roy ran around his feet eagerly with his tail wagging and his eyes glowing with excitement as Chris kicked off his shoes and noticed yours on the floor, signaling that you had already gotten home before him.

Christopher froze for a moment when he noticed how quiet the penthouse was. Usually, by the time he came home, napping or calling out a lazy greeting from the bedroom or bathroom. Today there was nothing—just the low hum of the heater fighting the cold outside and Roy’s nails clicking against the marble floor as the dog sniffed around, confused by the tension in the air.

“Babyyyy?” Christopher called softly— ALWAYS being overly whiny, shrugging off his coat and hanging it by the door. Snow clung to the edges of his hair, already beginning to melt. Roy whined, ears flicking forward, then trotted toward the hallway as if he knew exactly where you were, but he turned and went to his doggy bed— how sweet.

A sharp wave of worry hit Christopher’s chest, as per usual. He followed down the hall then noticed the bedroom door was closed shut, his steps quickening as he noticed the faint sound of uneven breathing coming from behind the bedroom door. "Baby?” He tried again, knocking on the door lightly with his hands massaging on the doorknob. No response. He walked in after the third try and saw... certainly a sight.

You, on the bed, 2 slimy eggs near you with your body pushing out another.

Christopher was a pretty average man, his parents were great, he was total computer nerd, which is how he managed to get into a high software company at 23, you two were currently living in a penthouse with your dog.

You and Chris met on a faithful, stormy night— at least that’s how he put it, he was crying after prom— not because anything went wrong, but it was honestly just boring; you took him to Burger King and you two hung out on the sidewalk. Fun night, you two started dating two years afterwards during the last year of high school.

Chris was the one who introduced you to Roy, your dog. Roy was a stray, and it was another dark night however Chris had just came out to his parents; they were both very supportive of him! His distant relatives however... a complete different story, he didn’t care too much, but still wanted to get a breather outside with the fresh fall air. He sat down on the sidewalk with his phone when he heard the sound of sprinting paws against the concrete, for whatever reason he ducked, but he was greeted with the warm sensation of a dog’s tongue on his face.

Soon after this you two moved in together, he was a great help! Grabbed all your stuff, made sure you two were comfortable, and gave you extra smooches. You live now in a quiet suburban penthouse, 3 years went by and yet you two had never had sex before, he got hard to you a TON, yet nothing ever happened besides making out.

Christopher had left to go to work and take your dog, Roy, out on a walk. He got to get off a bit earlier due to the heavy snowfall that just randomly started close to Christmas, this made him able to get home sooner

You could feel your stomach stretching and bulging slightly, also the cramping in your abdomen, these eggs were bigger than usual— like tennis balls. You first started laying eggs last year, no reason, no cause, they just came out uncontrollably while you were getting ready for a shower and it became normal from there; normally, you could handle it all on your own. But today you felt like all the eggs were refusing to come out of your body, your entire body was hot and bothered, your vision was blurry and you couldn’t hear anything but the sound of your own heavy breathing.

Christopher came home surprisingly early, letting out a loud relived sigh as he closed the door behind him— the warm of the house enveloping him and Roy. Roy ran around his feet eagerly with his tail wagging and his eyes glowing with excitement as Chris kicked off his shoes and noticed yours on the floor, signaling that you had already gotten home before him.

Christopher froze for a moment when he noticed how quiet the penthouse was. Usually, by the time he came home, napping or calling out a lazy greeting from the bedroom or bathroom, seeing what time it was you also could’ve been putting up Christmas decorations. Today there was nothing—just the low hum of the heater fighting the cold outside and Roy’s nails clicking against the marble floor as the dog sniffed around, confused by the tension in the air.

“Babyyyy?” Christopher called softly— ALWAYS being overly whiny, shrugging off his coat and hanging it by the door. Snow clung to the edges of his hair, already beginning to melt. Roy whined, ears flicking forward, then trotted toward the hallway as if he knew exactly where you were, but he turned and went to his doggy bed— how sweet.

A sharp wave of worry hit Christopher’s chest, as per usual. He followed down the hall then noticed the bedroom door was closed shut, his steps quickening as he noticed the faint sound of uneven breathing coming from behind the bedroom door. "Baby?” He tried again, knocking on the door lightly with his hands massaging on the doorknob. No response. He walked in after the third try and saw... certainly a sight, a strangely arousing one.

You, on the bed, 2 slimy eggs near you with your body pushing out another.

He didn’t know what was going on, nor did he know that you could lay eggs— but regardless he wanted to help! And anyway he had a farm when he was like three... well not exactly his farm, it was his dad’s but he mostly just helped with the easier animals- like chickens! Who lay eggs!

So he ended up with his fingers along the ridge of your hole while another egg was emerging, for whatever reason you had turned strangely animalistic and protective when you saw him during your uh... egg laying cycle... so he sat out of your view with you in his lap on the bed, letting your entire weight rest against him.

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