It was that time of year again: springtime, the perfect season to enjoy the crisp air, balmy weather, and most importantly for a lurantis like Kip, lay eggs!

Kip was not enjoying the crisp air. Everything was dark and smelled of moist earth. Part of her was enjoying the weather, however, that part being her bottom half. The rest of her was buried in the ground up to her hips, stuck tight in a hole dug into the ground.

She had no idea who was going around digging holes and setting traps in the middle of the forest like this, but she'd fallen into one. Worse still, she had gone into it face-first. The only parts of her left above ground were her legs and— and her abdomen, bulging with her eggs.

Arceus, she really wanted to lay. It was surprising that was as much of a concern to her as being stuck in the hole, but it was really, really bad that year! She was squirming around to try to get out and calling for help from any pokémon that was around to hear it, but she couldn't help but hope that whatever pokémon that came to rescue her would be cute and eager to help her lighten her heavy abdomen.

Though that was astronomical optimism, as it nobody seemed close enough to hear her at all, cute or no. She kept it up for a long while, but nobody came to help and she'd actually managed to get herself wedged an inch or two [i]deeper[/i] in her attempts to wriggle free. Frustrated and tired, Kip took a moment to rest and fume in her dark, earthy prison.

Some time passed like that. It felt long, but it was hard to tell if it really was or if it was just because every second seemed to drag on for ages while she was stuck in the hole. Kip's best estimate was fifteen minutes. Then, something happened! The feeling of something brushing against her leg, a light, inquisitive touch.

Her legs jerked at the sensation. Someone had found her! Maybe they'd help pull her free. "Hey, can you help me out of here? I'm stuck!"

Kip spoke as loud as she could, realising all the dirt probably left her voice quite muffled. In response, she heard a high chittering noise from up above. It sounded like a bug type, and if she placed it right, a venipede specifically. That didn't help too much. A pokémon that small probably wasn't strong enough to pull her free.

Though it didn't seem too interested in the prospect of helping her to begin with. Those light touches continued, what Kip assumed were the venipede's antennae brushing against every inch of her body they could reach, increasingly focusing on her abdomen. There was certainly enough of it to feel, as large as it had swollen with eggs.

Then, they started focusing on a very particular [i]part[/i] of her abdomen. Kip jolted as she felt the venipede's feelers brush quite firmly against the very tip of it, right where her egg canal laid, resting in a gap in her chitin.

"Hey!" Kip shouted. "What are you doing? If you're not gonna help, buzz off!"

The venipede didn't respond, but did stop touching her with its antennae. Kip let out a sigh, thinking for a brief moment that it had decided to listen. That didn't last long; a second later, she was sucking that same breath back in as she felt the venipede's legs plant themselves against her, the little bug crawling up onto her abdomen and positioning itself against its underside.

"Get off of me!" Kip tried kicking her legs, but she was deep enough in the hole that she could only really move from the knees, not nearly enough range of motion to reach the venipede. It clung to her, wrapping its legs around her abdomen as if it were hugging it. She didn't understand. What was it doing? Why was it...

Suddenly, the venipede [i]squeezed[/i] down on her abdomen with all eight of its legs. Kip gasped, coughing as she nearly sucked down a lungful of dirt in the process. The pressure was enormous, and with her already being stretched taut with all the eggs she was carrying, her body had absolutely no give. Her young squished inside her, forced up towards the end of her abdomen by the press of the venipede's limbs.

"N-no, stop!" Kip cried, clenching her internal muscles to try to keep her eggs from slipping free from their chamber inside of her. "You'll squeeze them out!"

The venipede did relax, but it was only for a second before it squeezed down on her abdomen again, harder this time. Kip clenched as hard as she could, but her body wasn't having it; the pressure was forcing her laying instincts to kick in, certain that she didn't have the room to hold her eggs a second more. 

She felt one of them slip into her egg canal, round and squishy with unborn life, and she let out a groan of discomfort as she clenched down around it to keep it from progressing any further. Keeping an egg half-laid inside of her like that felt awful. There was no way Kip would be able to keep it up.

"You have to stop," Kip said, breath hitching slightly from discomfort and fear. "This isn't a safe place for me to lay, someone will hurt my eggs!"

The venipede replied with more chittering that was of absolutely no meaning to Kip before he squeezed down a third time. Two more eggs slipped out behind the first trapped inside her, pushing against her tensed muscles in a bid to escape, and she found the pressure too much to bear. Her canal relaxed, and the three eggs surged forward towards the end of her abdomen, the chamber holding the rest of her clutch shifting with contractions as it started working to force the rest of them out.

"Ah, nooooo," Kip whined, a long, lingering cry, made breathy from her sobbing and the sensations of laying. "My eggs!"

The tip of her abdomen widened as the first egg began to crest. It was a small, squishy thing, about the size of a plum, made up of a translucent, off-green slime. In the centre of it, when the light hit it just right, one could make out the shape of a tiny formantis forming inside: they were fertilized. The venipede squeezed again, and the egg popped out along a gush of runny fluid, the next quick to take its place under the guidance of the bug's eight limbs pressing down on Kip's abdomen.

Kip could do nothing but cry, whimper, and moan as she was forced through the motions of an involuntary laying. Nothing could stop it now; stopping a laying partway through was impossible. All she could do was sob as her eggs were squeezed out of the safety of her abdomen and put into the care of a strange, malicious venipede.

Though that didn't stop the bug from continuing to rhythmically squeeze down around her, aiding the process along. As the eggs slid out of her canal, they rolled down the side of her abdomen and dropped into a pile forming just to the side of the hole. One after another, they rolled into it, twenty-one in total.

By the end of it, Kip could do nothing but lie there and shiver, breathing heavy, unable to cry or kick her legs. It was the biggest clutch she'd ever laid. Now that it was out of her, she felt empty, barren. She was still terrified for the fate of her eggs, but nonetheless, she felt a dim relief at finally being done with the process of birthing them.

Though she shouldn't have. The venipede shifted slightly, and Kip felt something brush against the entrance to her egg canal, still gaping from her laying just seconds ago. It felt slimy, prehensile. Going off of the way its weight was distributed, it felt like the venipede was upside down, its backside pressed against the end of Kip's own abdomen. Which meant...

"No!" Kip screamed, suddenly filled with energy where a second before she'd been exhausted. "No, you can't, you...!"

Kip didn't get to finish the sentence before she felt the venipede's ovipositor push its way into her egg canal and start sliding inside, pushing deeper into her abdomen. It was spewing a thick stream of slime to serve as lubricant for its entry. It stung Kip's inner walls wherever it touched; no doubt it was poisonous.

"Stooop," Kip whined, whimpering in pain, already starting to feel woozy as the venipede's poisonous fluids started soaking into her body. "I don't want to have your babies!"

The venipede didn't listen. It might've felt thin, but the venipede's ovipositor made up for any lack of girth with it's incredible length, being designed for this specific purpose. It continued extruding from the bug's backside and pushing its way deeper down Kip's egg canal, and when she clenched down, she found that the slime it was oozing quickly left her muscles too weak to pose any resistance. The invading organ overpowered her, routed its way through her body's every twist and turn, burrowing its way towards her goal.

Eventually, it found it. There was a sharp pressure inside her as the tip of the venipede's ovipositor pressed against her cervix, demanding entrance to her egg chamber, quickly pushing its way through as the poison slime broke down her last wall of defence. She could feel it wriggling around that space inside her, freshly devoid of her eggs, the venipede's prehensile appendage making sure its every wall was coated with slime in preparation for receiving her [i]new[/i] clutch.

"Please stop," Kip said, but the words were so weak that she doubted the venipede was even able to hear them through the dirt. It was just as well; there was no way to stop what was about to happen. Particularly when she felt the bulge of the first egg press against the tip of her abdomen. It was impossible to stop a laying once it had started, after all.

The egg slipped in with almost no resistance. Even if she'd been clenching down, Kip doubted it she would've been able to keep it out, the thing was so small. That made sense; a venipede was half the size of a lurantis like herself, and fittingly, their eggs were half the size of her own. Though that was still big enough for her to track its progress through her body. The thing had barely squeezed the first few inches into her body before the next was pressing into her abdomen behind it, all the venipede's eggs sliding inside her one after another in a great procession, headed directly towards her womb.

Kip made weak groans and coughs as she felt herself coming closer and closer to the ultimate violation. Everything was hazy, and it was getting hard to think. The poison left her devoid of most higher thought, yet still possessed of a constant awareness that things were very, very wrong. She tried to squirm, but could muster no strength to do so. Motion was purely the domain of the eggs questing ever deeper inside of her.

The first finally reached her egg chamber. She felt a great spurt of slime gush out of the ovipositor and pool inside her, heralding the arrival of the first egg, before it squeezed past her cervix and dropped down into the deepest reaches of her abdomen. Kip's insides clenched for a moment, her body aware of just how unnatural it was to have something pushing [i]into[/i] her egg chamber even if her mind was too far gone to realise it, but she relaxed a moment later. She didn't have the energy to work those muscles anymore. She couldn't do anything but accept everything that the venipede put into her.

Each egg was preceded by a spurt of slime. Slime, egg, slime, egg. At first, Kip could feel it sloshing around inside her, but as time went on, it thickened and solidified, forming a protective layer around the eggs that would ensure they stayed firmly entrenched inside of her until they were ready to be born. In the end, even though the eggs were smaller, that slime layer meant each wound up taking up more room inside of her than her own had.

And it wasn't as if the venipede laid less eggs than she did, either. Twenty-two had been a big clutch for her, but the venipede's body was even more geared towards reproduction than her own, had more space to carry its young. The eggs came one after another after another, and Kip was of no mind to count how many there were, but if she had, she would've realised that no less than thirty eggs had squeezed inside of her.

It left Kip's abdomen feeling fit to burst. If they were her own eggs, her body would've given her no choice in the matter and would've forced her to lay them—but, of course, the slime prevented her from laying them even if she wanted to.

Once the venipede had pushed the last of its eggs inside her, it started drawing its ovipositor free again. As it went, it oozed a thick, constant stream of slime, no longer lubricating, but the same awful stuff that had been solidifying inside her egg chamber. It filled her egg canal as it left, plugging her up, further ensuring that there was no way she'd be able to get rid of the eggs.

When the venipede finally pulled itself free, the tip of Kip's abdomen bubbled and drooled with thick, purple slime for a few moments before it hardened, forming a breeding plug that served as a visible indicator of her new fate as an incubator for a lucky venipede's clutch. Very lucky: in any other situation, a lurantis like her would've been able to dispatch a venipede in seconds, yet Kip had managed to stumble into a situation that left her entirely at its mercy.

Kip was too far gone to care about her fate or just how unlikely it was that a pokémon as powerful as herself had been subject to it, though. The poison left her floating in a hazy, barely conscious murk. She could feel how full she was, full of eggs. Her babies.

"My babies," Kip murmured. She hardly registered the sound of her own voice, nor the noises of chewing, slurping, and swallowing coming from above as the venipede began to gorge itself on her freshly laid clutch.