I roll it around in my tiny hands, ever so gently. I don't want it to break. Tonight is going to be the night. I have collected several over the past few days. All of them the perfect shape. The perfect size. They have to be. It would be a disaster if they weren't. Too big and they won't fit. Too small and they would fall out and break. I don't want them to break. After a small caress, I place it in the crimson silk lined basket. Just a few more hours.
I make my way to the special store. The lady behind the counter of the lewd store, smiles and asks if she can help me with anything. I shake my head no. I know where I need to go.
I grab the depositor. It is flesh colored and warm. The anticipation is is building to immense proportions. My lady- hood quivers and my essence begins to pool in my lavender lacy garments.
I arrive to my happy home. I am ready to begin. A nice hot bath is needed for this. The steamy water swirls in the ivory claw-foot tub. So nice and deep. I add imported jasmine oil and light peach scented candles, adding to the sensual aroma, filling my head with erotic thoughts. The moisture pools, running down my cream colored legs.
The Ovidepositor has finished drying after a wash. The eggs and the special lubricant next to it. I opened the jar of lubricant. It was silken and slippery. I reach in the basket for an egg. I coat it in the luscious lubricant and lovingly slip it into the depositor.
I slink down into the warm bathtub. I take a minute to breath in the scents surrounding my senses, excitement has reached its peak. I can wait no longer. I feel like a teenager waiting for my boyfriend's pulsing manhood to pierce my quivering maidenhood. I grab the depositor, trail it down my body, so soft, so gentle. When I reach my hot, aching core I place the pulsing depositor into my.....”
The folder slapped shut. The woman behind the desk closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Why did they send the weird ones to her? First it was the Lizard People and now this. She opened her eyes. The woman on the other side desk looked at her expectantly. What was she going to say?
“So?” asked the woman, “What do you think? Great right? What part did you like best? When we are going to start on the publishing process?”
This was going to be a long day.