Claires Petshop Ch 01

Fresh off of a shower after her morning run, Claire - Character Profile hummed a tune as her keys jangled in the lock. Today was her first day taking over Penny's Pet Parlour from the previous owner, Penny - Character Profile. She was so excited to get open *her* new shop and greet her first ever customer as it's owner!

Flipping on the lights, she gazed upon the rows of animal food, toys, and other knickknacks that she'd sold for the past decade. She'd helped Penny give the place a new lick of paint years ago, and it was still holding up well if she did say so herself.

She wandered over to the cages along the far wall. Mundane critters like tarantulas, lizards, and exotic birds were mixed in with more magical creatures like Glimmerwings, Lunarpuffs, and teacup Bramblethorn hogs.

Claire took a deep breath, soaking in the smell of her second home. She loved animals ever since she was a little girl, and her next door neighbour Penny happened to own a pet shop! She'd been working or volunteering here since she was 10 years old! Technically, she was too young to work then, so Penny had paid her in snacks and by allowing her to spend more time playing with the animals than working. She was so used to caring for these creatures that she tended to them almost on autopilot while her thoughts wandered.

A chitter and a flash of light brought her back to reality. A small ball of light, barely larger than an inch across wobbled inside a tall crystal enclosure.

"Well good morning, Flicker. You're sure playful this morning!"

The little Glimmerwing sprite bounced around at her words. Whether it could understand her or not she wasn't sure. Unlike a fairy, sprites were more similar to elementals. A high enough collection of energy would tend to form them naturally. Thankfully most of them were benign. Mostly spending their time playing, chasing the light filtering between leaves, and drinking in the sunlight and ambient mana.

Claire made a note to play with Flicker more once she got her chores done. Speaking of chores...

She glanced at the door in the side of her shop, partitioning the normal pet shop from the more... exotic pets on offer. Everything she kept and sold here was strictly above board, but Claire still had butterflies in her stomach whenever she though about what she would have to do this morning.

Penny was the one to normally do it, as the owner of the store, but Claire felt it was time for her to take the reins so to speak.

She placed her hand on the doorknob and paused.

"I can do this... I've help Penny while she did it, and I know I can handle it." Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and walked in. Claire found herself in a large waiting room, new-ish furniture and tile flooring. A little coffee table with some magazines on it. It looked quite similar to a dentist's office waiting room replete with fluorescent lighting, except for the large glass windows looking in to the animal's rooms. They didn't have cages like the others in the more normal side of the pet shop--they were too large for that. But they were considered pets just the same. Four of the rooms were empty having been sold recently.

Claire wandered up to the first room. The wooden placard nailed to the wall read "Broodwyrm|Nyx". She could see through the glass window the muscular coils of the creature, resting on top of it's favourite oversized beanbag chair.

"Why am I so nervous... I don't have to be nervous I've known Nyx for years!" Claire opened the door to Nyx's room and took a tentative step inside. Ok, she was still extremely nervous. But the only solution to that was to just go for it.

Nyx perked it's head up at the sound of the door opening. It's mouth--if you could call it that--was composed of three long segments a couple feet in length. Once the door closed, Nyx let out a huff and slowly unspooled itself, heading over to greet Claire.

"Heya Nyx!" Claire said with obviously fake enthusiasm. She'd been looking forward to this for months, so she didn't know why all of a sudden her knees were shaking.

Nyx crept over, It's long, muscular snake-like body almost 2 feet across, except for where it's belly was distended. It spiralled up Claire's legs, the smooth and cool scales sending a shiver down her spine as rippling muscle massaged her.

If Claire had butterflies in her stomach before, now she felt as if she had a surge of Shocktails bouncing off her insides. She slowly lowered herself to the ground, being careful to not squish Nyx--not that it would even care--before Nyx got too excited and constricted around her long legs, toppling her over.

She was fit and took good care of herself. At 5' 2" and 115 pounds dripping wet, she had a lithe and toned physique that all of her friends told her turned heads everywhere she went. Especially her thighs. Natural platinum blond hair, and icy blue eyes, her friends joked she could be a model if she weren't so damn short.

The rustle of Nyx massaging against her clothes as it wrapped around her body brought Claire back to the reality of what was happening to her, it was the only sound in the room besides her panting and her hammering heart. She'd been working herself up for this for months! She even sold the damn things! She could do this!

As if to remind her who was in control, Nyx's mouthparts separated exposing a 3" diameter protrusion in the center of Nyx's mouth, slowly growing in size to it's full splendor at an intimidating 12" long.

Claire froze at the sight of it. She'd watched Penny more times than she could count, but it was a different thing being the center of attention herself.

Nyx's bottom mouthpart slipped between Claire's gorgeous legs, gingerly teasing her shaking knees apart as it worked it's way up her legs, giving her time to ready herself as her breath got shorter and more ragged, her heart hammering out of her chest.

Claire squeaked as she felt Nyx's *thing* press against her slit. She wore a skirt and kept her panties in her purse especially for today. She didn't want Nyx to ruin any of her clothing. So far he was being a perfect gentleman about things, but you never truly know with a Broodwyrm.

She gasped as Nyx began massaging her entrance, she moaned as it traced the line of her folds up and down with it's girthy rod. She was soaking wet already, her arousal coating the end of Nyx's hard shaft, making it glisten as it gathered up more and more of her need with every stroke against her.

Nyx was an experienced Broodwyrm. When it was younger it would have given in to it's baser instincts. But now it knew the value of taking it's time. The gasping moans of Claire as it massaged her clit testing it's patience. Her coos and halting breaths as Nyx scraped against her entrance practically begging it to plunge into her heat.

"Oh, fuck!" Claire gasped as she felt Nyx ease inside of her entrance, slowly splitting her apart as it quested deeper inside her. A deep moan escaped her throat as she felt Nyx's rod began to squirt it's love drops--hot flashes of liquid inside of her heat--as Nyx dove deeper and deeper. She'd never been filled up like this before, and Claire was halfway to an orgasm already.

Claire could already feel her Cervix dilating at a rapid pace. The love drips being injected into her needy pussy doing their work of commanding her womb entrance open and making her needy hole more sensitive with it's contact aphrodisiac.

Nyx bottomed out inside Claire's pussy as it waited for the love drops to do their work on her, a moderate but insistent pressure spearing into her cervix, helping it dilate faster.

"Holyfuckingshit!" Claire writhed at the fullness inside her, moaning at the increased sensitivity as her womb entrance was slowly yielding. With agonizing slowness, Nyx speared into her most precious place, it's hard length squeezing past her womb entrance. She saw stars and Claire came. Hard.

Her pussy convulsing around Nyx's rod, squeezing so hard it almost stopped Nyx's slow but insistent thrust into her womb. She felt Nyx bottom out inside her a second time as Nyx stiffened. Still coming down from her climax, Claire had hardly any time to prepare before she felt a bump work it's way down Nyx's rod and deep inside her, massaging against her cervix as it passed by into her womb. A hot flash of liquid against the back of her womb as the first egg was bred into her. Claire screamed as she came undone again. Each new bulge massaging her pussy and womb, driving her climax to new heights.

At some point, Nyx's other two mouth pieces had sealed around Claire's hips, all three jaw sections clasping together around her tailbone, forming the world's most lewd pair of panties around her. 18 feet of Broodwyrm hanging off her hips as 12 inches of ovipositor pumped her womb full of it's eggs. Claire writhed in Nyx's grasp as she felt egg after egg pump into her heat, the slimy wetness of it's lower jaw gliding against her puckered asshole felt incredible as she rocked her hips against Nyx's rod, a fleshy fold between Nyx's jaw contracting on her clit, rubbing and massaging it. The pressure suddenly skyrocketing against her hips as Nyx's jaws tightened around her possessively as she climaxed again.

Clear and slimy fluid oozed out of the gaps in Nyx's jaws, thick streamers of it connecting Claire's ass and the floor every time her hips bucked. The birthing lubricant being pumped into her with each egg overflowed from Claire's needy hole, soaking a slimy patch around her. Her womb was starting to feel full now, and she could feel the effect of the birthing fluid as it magically loosened her womb, allowing her stomach to expand. However, she knew that she and Nyx had very different definitions of full...

Claire was in for the ride of her life. Most of the hesitation she had about this was because she knew that once a broodworm got started, the only way to get it off was to kill it. It was going to stay latched on to her hips and breed her until it decided it was done with her.