(Part2)know when it was time due to his hole leaking and spasming. He’d waddle to a secluded area, one arm holding up his sagging, hairy belly, while the other tries to keep the slick leaking from him contained in his thong. After digging a hole comes his favorite part. Derek squats over it as he feels the first egg begin sliding down his passage. He moans at the exquisite pleasure, having to slide his thong over to make room for the egg to slide out as well as relieving the pressure caused by
(Part3)his straining dick. The werewolf would begin stroking his dick, getting overwhelmed by all the sensations as well as physically seeing his gut visibly shrink. The force of his cum would nearly cause him to lose balance, but he’d straighten just in time for the last egg to be pushed out. In the end he’d bury the eggs, not really caring what happened to them, just counting down the days until he could feel the wonderful fullness again. Maybe he’d talk to Deaton about streamlining the proces
yaaaasss *cry* this is so beautiful I love it so muuuuccchhhhh
Derek having a little nest in the warm sand and only barely concealed by a little shrubbery as he groans and presses out the eggs; face a little sweaty and red; cock so big beneath his large belly.