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Trials of Gaia: Part 3 "Ingrid the Healer"

Gareth winced with every step she took. As the two made it out of the cave, they quickly discovered they were in a forest realm. The sky overhead glowed with a pale purple hue while fluffy clouds gradually drifted by.

After three hours of traveling through the forest, Gareth grew frustrated with her body’s unwillingness to revert to normal. Chalce’s transformation had already worn off, so it seemed she had an unlucky roll. Fortunately, they came across a clearing with a small pond nearby.

“Ergh…  Let’s set up camp here; this realm seems to be getting ready for a night cycle,” Gareth insisted. She picked at the tight fabric over her chest and shifted uncomfortably, still not used to how her ass and hips swayed with each step. Chalce also had to briefly explain how women pee in the wilderness without stripping down completely.

Chalce nodded. “Yeah! That sounds good to me.”  She yawned and stretched her arms. “I can use alchemy to clean the water! Just leave it to me,” she said with a thumbs up.

Gareth weakly smiled. “That’s very useful, thank you.”  She couldn’t deny how helpful Chalce’s abilities seemed. Even if she was stuck in this form, they only made it to this stage, thanks to her.

As they set up camp, Gareth winced due to a building pressure beneath her navel. It started a few hours prior, but she hadn’t paid it much mind until now. After getting everything set, the pressure had only gotten worse. “What the hell?”  She slid a hand over her abdomen and rubbed it in an attempt to ease some tension. When she applied more pressure, her insides convulsed, and she felt something inside her shift. “Urgh!!”

Chalce dropped everything and urgently trotted to Gareth. “Hey! What’s wrong!? Is everything okay?”

“I-- I don’t know what’s going on, but I feel something inside of me. Th-- there’s this pressure, and I felt something move-- what the hell is this?”  She groaned. On top of that, she also felt bloated and nauseous. “Is this a side effect of y-- your potion?”  She stammered in desperation.

Chalce paused in her tracks, turning bright red as she turned her eyes toward the ground. “Oh-- well, if you’re a dragon-kin woman, that could mean one thing.”

“What are you talking about?”  Gareth grunted in annoyance.

“This is my fault, so I will do everything possible to help! Come here!” Chalce took Gareth’s hand and pulled her into a spacious tent with adequate bedding. “Please take your clothes off. I’ll talk you through this.”

Gareth was unable to respond as Chalce dragged her into the tent. She felt the object lower, followed by a sensation of something within her opening. The realization crashed into her like a massive wave, her eyes widening in horror. “No-- you can’t mean that, can you?”

Chalce rushed over. “Here, let me help you,” she insisted as she assisted Gareth in stripping out of her top.

Gareth cried in protest but was in no position to fight her off. While in shock, she conceded and let Chalce undress her. “Is this really necessary?”  She squealed as she was left bare. She held an arm over her chest and covered her sex.

“I know this is embarrassing, but it’s very dangerous for you not to lay this egg. Lay down right here, okay?”  Chalce stated soothingly.

Gareth didn’t expect Chalce to have such a maternal, caring side. ‘Fuck. Do I really have to do this? Dammit, all.’ She trembled, nodding as she laid back and carefully positioned her tail to stick from under her.

Over the next couple of minutes, Gareth listened to Chalce’s coaching. She pushed her hips up and bit her lip when her cervix further spread open. A part of her was humiliated and didn’t want anyone to see her, but she was also frightened and out of her element. Because of this, she accepted her traveling companion’s help.

“Alright, push nice and slow. Don’t do it too hard, okay?”

Gareth moaned and reluctantly obeyed the command. When she bared down, her vaginal walls spasmed and oozed viscous fluid. The egg slid further into her birth canal, causing a feeling of inconceivable tightness to overwhelm her. For a moment, she was convinced her body would tear apart. “It’s too big…”  However, she quickly realized there was little pain; the tension was almost pleasurable. Tiny embers ignited within her loins as a buttery, tingly warmth enveloped her body.

“You’re doing great! Just keep up your breathing and push again,” Chalce insisted, holding Gareth’s hand tightly.

Gareth squeezed Chalce’s hand, her whole body trembling and perspiring. Her large tits jiggled as her chest rose and fell, and her nipples hardened into sensitive, throbbing points. “Hnng…”  She pushed again and felt the egg slip all the way into her vagina. The tip broke through the folds of her labia, exposing itself to the hot tent air.

“I see it! Keep it up, and it will be over soon.”

As Gareth pushed, an organic pulse consumed her steamy sex, sending a torrent of pure euphoria through her. “Mmm-- oooooh!”  She loudly moaned and purred, pushing again as the egg slipped halfway out of her body. The pleasure didn’t let up; each vaginal spasm resulted in more bliss than the last. Her mind went blank, and she couldn’t keep her vision straight.

“Ahhhhhh!!!”  Gareth screamed out as the tip of her tail wildly flicked about. For a few brief moments, she thought it might not be bad to live a life where she could experience such sensations regularly.

The egg finally plopped out as Gareth’s hips jerked, and she continued letting out lewd sounds. Her pussy writhed and continued to involuntarily spasm while a small puddle of sticky lubricant coated the bedding beneath her hips.

“You were amazing, Gareth!!!”  Chalce carefully set the egg aside and grabbed a blanket, gently putting it over the trembling dragon girl.

Gareth’s ability to form rational thoughts returned. She blushed and held the blanket to herself, grateful to have some modesty back. In the aftermath of her egg-laying, she felt her pussy occasionally twitch, and her body felt warm and pleasantly exhausted.

“So, umm. I have to ask…”  Chalce pushed her fingers together. “How did it feel? I heard dragon-kin often experience orgasmic egg-laying.”

Gareth let out a small gasp and put her hands on her face. “Don’t ask such a thing! I don’t even want to think about this!”

“I-- I’m sorry!”  Chalce squeaked, putting a hand over her mouth. “I shouldn’t have asked that.”

“It’s fine; don’t worry about it,” Gareth sighed in response. After twenty seconds of silence, while Chalce awkwardly fidgeted, she spoke again. “With that being said, it felt pretty good. Okay?”  She huffed, turning her head away.

Chalce giggled. “I’m jealous; I wish my potion had lasted that long.”

Before Gareth could respond, a feminine voice suddenly called from outside the tent. “Hello? Are there travelers here?”

Chalce gasped and put her hand on her cheek, looking around nervously. “You should check that out,” she suggested.

Gareth stood to her feet, trembling as she struggled to get her clothes back on. “Yeah, yeah. I guess you did help me out.”  She regained her footing and pulled her clothes on, silently cursing how the garments hugged her supple frame.

She fastened her sword to her hip and stepped out of the tent. “Who’s there? Yes, we are travelers,” she loudly stated as she scanned from left to right without seeing anyone.

“Oh! How exciting! I’m over here at the pon,” the feminine voice warmly stated.

Gareth raised an eyebrow before walking to the other side of the tent, which obscured her view of the pond. Upon stepping out, her eyes widened in shock.  

A nude, voluptuous woman with pale blue, translucent skin stood atop the water in the pond. She was nearly see-through with a body that wobbled with an inhuman, jelly-like quality. “Oh!!! How many years has it been since someone came this way? Hello, traveler!”  She called out with a smile.

Gareth digested the strange woman’s words and attempted to figure out what she was looking at. This peculiar woman was nearly see-through, with blue-green hair that was no more than a slime-like substance styled to resemble hair. Her eyes glowed with a yellow hue.  

“I’m Gareth. My companion and I are going through the Trials of Gaia.”  There was no point in lying; there was no other reason people would be camping in an elemental plane. She kept her distance and rested a hand on her sword’s hilt. This woman didn’t seem threatening, but she remained cautious.

“Oh!!! We’re the same, then!”  The slime-woman glowed and floated off the pond, landing five yards from Gareth.  

Gareth took a step back, letting out a small sigh. “I’m guessing you’re participating in the trials as well?”

“Oh, yes! But, I could not get to the exit of this realm, so I’ve been here for at least a decade now.”  She briefly paused. Oh!! I’m Ingrid, by the way! I’m a healer and what you would probably think of as a slime. Well, I prefer slime girls myself!”  She offered a wide smile.

Gareth wasn’t sure how to feel about Ingrid yet, but it would be dumb to write off a potential ally. More importantly, how long would she be stuck in this damned body?


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Read part 4 here: [MTF, CYOA story series] - Trials of Gaia: Part 4