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            Chapter 1

        By: Anime Lover


    (ANIME) LOLI, EYE-LAYING


















Disclaimer: None Needed

A young girl, no older than fourteen or fifteen, walks through her schools many hallways to her class. A large number of students also occupied the hall, there was still about 7 minutes left before classes started. As she walked the walls, her short blonde hair bouncing with each step, her loose yellow T- shirt and blue pleated skirt fluttering in the small breeze of her walk, many students, both boys and girls greeted her with smiles and frequent His and Heys. 

There was no doubt about it, this girl was popular, very popular, however, her popularity wasnt by any normal means; She was not the prettiest girl, if it was looks people wanted, there were many other girls who would better fit that category, she didnt, get around, as many girls her age had done, she was still pure in that regard, technically anyway; Height? Maybe, her growing seemed to slow to a halt, it was quite possible she was the shortest girl in school, most people like smaller girls.

Smiling and blushing from the greetings, she walks into her homeroom, where she was meet with a few more hellos and his from the few classmates that also decided to wait in the room for class to start. She headed to her seat, placed her backpack to the right of her desk and sat down, with a barely audible squish

This girl was popular for one reason, one reason that caused her to go from invisible in the sea of students, to the most popular girl in school, even after a years time

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Hi! My name is Sara Forbes. Im a fourteen year old girl who lives in Los Angeles, California. My friends nicknamed me Sakura though cause I love cherry blossoms, It was weird to me at first being an American and having a Japanese nickname, but Ive gotten used to it. You probably think I have tons of friends huh, judging by all the attention I got walking down the hall and walking into me homeroom. Truth is, Although Im insanely and embarrassingly popular, I dont have nearly that many friends. Many of the friends I have were my friends before my change which thrusted me into my popularity.  By now your probably eager to learn why Im so popular huh? Ok then, Ill come clean

I can lay eggs. Dont laugh! Its true! Its been a year, so Ive become used to it now. But I know what your thinking; a girl that can produce regular eggs, so what? Why would that make me popular, right? But my eggs arent your regular, run of the mill eggs, their worth money! Lots and lots of money!  What comes out of me is more like egg-shaped jewels! Sometimes the eggs are one solid material, like gold or silver, but many times, their decorated in various other diamonds and rubies. My eggs vary in sizes too, usually their about the size of normal eggs, those are pretty easy to pass and often times are more than one at a time, but Ive produced eggs the size of large pears before and those are a bit more difficult to get out; Hey, Im a small girl, my vagina isnt that big.

Thing is, when I first started to produce the eggs, the first time was a bloody and painful mess because I still had my hymen, but I was so freaked by it, I hurriedly cleaned myself, I was in the bathroom at the time,  and left the one small egg I had produce on the floor and returned to my class, confused at what happened. After the event, I layed eggs a few more times, I was lucky enough to hide it from anyone, only leaving the eggs behind for some student to come across, but obviously, my secret got out, and the way it happened was very, very embarrassing, it was the first time I had produced a larger  egg and it happened DURING class, everyone was alerted by my gasping and groaning. I tried to run away, but I couldnt get very far, before the pain and pressure pinned me to the floor on my hands and knees, needless to say, the entire class was shocked as the weight of the egg pulled my panties from my waist and to the floor for all to see what I had produced and my most private of places.

Needless to say, a meeting followed soon after the public display and I was forced to explain what little I knew about the eggs. What followed after was a long string of embarrassing tests and exams. Which is where I learned that I had an abnormality in my uterus, for some reason, my normal eggs, the ones that need sperm, had some kind of mutation that instead of coming out with a bunch of blood, would crystalize, then be forced out by my uterus then travel down my vagaina. There was only three other cases of my condition in the world, and there wasnt even a name for it. There were two downsides of this condition though, but I only know one, my parents wont tell me the other, the only downside I know of is that Ill never be able to get pregnant, Not that much of downside though. I also learned the eggs I had been producing where VERY valuable, so valuable in fact that, both my mom and dad fainted on the spot at hearing just one of the eggs, I had produced more, estimated price.

By now, your probably tired of me simply talking with little detail about my various egg-laying. Although there are a few more small details I havent covered yet, buuuut, you probably have things to do huh? So, which story should I tell first? Theres so many hmm oh, I got it, why not start from the beginning? I could fill in the small details along the way

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The school bell rung and as students rushed into the classroom, Sara, instead of getting out her stuff to prepare for the school day, had her head cradled in her arms on her desk sleeping, she may have been popular, but Sara was still somewhat of a slacker

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-A year ago-

-Bell ringing-

Oh no! Im late! states Sara panicked as she rushed through the halls.

The thirteen year old Sara wore a navy blue T-shirt and matching skirt, her backpack slung over her left shoulder, bouncing up and down as she raced down the hallway, her comfortably worn sneakers making repeated thumping sounds on the tiled floor.

With a dramatic slide, Sara stopped at the open door of her homeroom, her breathing coming fast.  The entire class, including the teacher had there eyes on her.

Thats number two Ms. Forbes. warns the teacher.

I know, Im sorry. quickly replies Sara walking into the room and heading to her seat. It wont happen again.

Yeah, well believe that when we see it Ms. Forbes. comments the teacher. 

Sara sat down in her seat with a sigh before pulling out the necessary books from her backpack. Though, the young girl may as well had pulled a pillow from her backpack as just fifteen minutes later, her head rested on the open book, sleeping

A bell ringing awakened the young girl with a start, quickly lifting her head off the open book but a sudden ripping sound brought her out of her drowsiness as she immediately knew what ripped.

Not again she whines, raising her hands up to her face and peeling off the nearly completely rip page of her book.

Your somethin else, ya know that? can another girls voice to Saras right.

Another blonde, though her hair was considerably longer than Saras, she wore a rather snug yellow shirt, proudly revealing her start of chest development and form fitting jeans.

Huh? asks Sara looking to her friend, before noticing the students heading out of the room. Oh no! I slept through class again!

Honestly comments the other girl shacking her head. How does someone so lazy and forgetful manage to even pass, let along do it with a B+ average?

Why does this keep happening to me!? whines Sara dropping her head back down to the open book.

Why were you late to class this time? asks the friend, before sitting in the seat behind her, and beside Sara.

Well part of the blame is yours Becki! states Sara quickly raising her head looking at the other girl with mild anger, Why didnt you call me!?

Its my fault!? asks Becki shocked. Youre not supposed to be relying on me to call to wake you up, besides, I was running late, so I didnt have time call. You shouldve had plenty of time anyway, something else mustve happened.

Well I had a little stomach ache, I think, thats what slowed me down.

You think? What do you mean you think you had a stomach ache, you ether did or didnt.

Well, it didnt really feel like a stomach ache, but it was in that area replies Sara placing her right hand on her abdomen, not her belly.

Well what did it feel like? It was probably just gas, you should just let it out instead of holding it in all day.

Sara blushed at her friends statement.

It felt kinda like at cramp.

A cramp huh?

A few moments after Beckis comment, Sara gasps and leans forward.

Ah! Its happening again!

I bet its just gas. states Becki smiling, This is a sign from your body, telling you to let it out.

Sara knew what ever behind the cramp in her abdomen wasnt gas, it almost felt solid, then a shift and Sara bolted upright with a gasp. Somethings coming! she commented and hurried out off her seat and rushed to the door. 

Just let it out Sara. calls Becki giggling, Youll feel better.

Sara rushed though the hallways, gaining puzzled looks by other students, as she felt a growing pain deep in her abdomen. It didnt feel like poop, the location of the pain was wrong if that was the case; pee maybe? No what ever was deep inside her wasnt in her bladder, no, not the bladder, but some other place inside her; and that place, whatever it was, was in pain, a foreign, alien pain.

Sara burst into the bathroom, shocking many of the young girls currently occupying it.

Hey, are you ok? asks one.

The girls had good reason to be concerned, from both her rush and her perceived illness, Sara was sweating heavily, groaning and panting with her hands pressed on her abdomen. Sara ignored the girls and rushed to the stalls, finding the very first one empty and entering it and quickly closing the door, locking it; before the sharpest pain yet hit her, causing her to cry out and drop to her knees. 

Something was stretching within her, near her private place, her pussy, something was in there, and that something clearly wanted out. With this kind of pain, Sara quickly decided not to fight it, what ever was in her, was being pushed out by her body. 

Swallowing once, Sara submitted to her body with a sigh, forcing herself to relax despite the pain.

Then, something surprising happened, When Sara stopped resisting, the pain nearly immediately stopped, she could still feel a stretching deep within her, but it came with no pain, although it was not at all comfortable.

A knock then came on the door.

Are you ok? asks a girl.

Y-Yeah Im fine now. answers Sara, sitting on the floor and leaning against the stall door.

Ok. replies the girl.

Sara then heard a number of footsteps signaling the girls leaving the bathroom, she was alone now. Whatever was in her, it was moving, slowly, and steadily. It was smooth and now that Sara wasnt fighting it, despite the discomfort, where was a twinge of pleasure, a small amount, but pleasure none-the-less. Sara chanced a smile, hoping that her body wouldnt be mean an throw a wrench in the process.

Then, with a quick gasp and flinch, she felt the mystery object drop into her vagina, where she felt her vaginal muscles undulate on their own, pushing the object down the small tunnel. 

From feeling the object reach her vagina, Sara released a deep sigh of relief and  sat back, leaning against the toilet behind her.

Finally, its over.

Unfortunately for Sara, it wasnt over, not just yet, there was soon to be a problem, the object in her wanted out, but Sara was still a virgin, thus had an intact hymen

Huh? comments Sara as she felt a pressure against her private place, looking down at her crotch, covered by her skirt.

Sara calmly got to her feet and only then did she notice the crotch of her panties were absolutely sopping wet in a thick fluid. Sara may have been a virgin, but she wasnt a stranger to the wonderful feelings her body could give her, but this wetness was

 Different, it feels a lot thicker than usual

Sara removes her skirt, pushing it down her waist to the floor and stepping out of it and looking down at her panties and gasps at the sight of them.

The crotch was completely and utterly soaked in a somewhat clear, thick, but runny fluid, that had made a mess of her inner thighs and even oozes through the fabric of her panties to the floor.

What the heck!? Gasps Sara, before lowering her right hand to her crotch and swipping her index and middle finger over her crotch, causing her to gasp as a pretty strong surge of pleasure flooded her body, nearly dropping her to her knees once again as her legs shook from the surprise. Though Sara recovered quickly and raised her hand up to her face and rubs her fingers together with her thumb. Its way stickier and thicker than before

Sara didnt have much time to examine her juices before once mild pressure against her pussy suddenly increased to a mild pain, causing her to groan before sending both of her hands to her crotch.

Though, the moment she pressed her hands on her pussy, a loud squishing sound occurred and within moments, her hands were covered in her juices, though Sara hardly noticed this, from placing her hands against her crotch, she send a massive surge of pleasure through her small body, immediately triggering an orgasm as she gasped out and collapsed to the floor. 

This orgasm was the strongest shes experienced yet as her whole body was taken by uncontrollable spasms, her new thick, runny juices increasing drastically, it wouldve pooled on the floor if Saras body wasnt so active convulsing.

When the massive orgasm finally passed, Sara was laying on her left side exhausted, she could feel it, it was no longer her inner thighs that were a mess, from her waste to her knees, were covered, in the sticky mess, the rest of her panties hadnt escaped the mess ether.

Her mind was clouded in the post-orgasm bliss, nearly forgetting about why she was in this situation as her hands traveled under her panties, her fingers encountered the warm sea of her juices as her left hand teased her erect clit and her right hand explored her labia, a finger slipped between them and encountered her hymen, but there was something odd, she felt something behind the thin fleshy wall, something solid. 

In her drugged-like state, the solution was simple, she pressed in but nothing, her vagina was still trying, and succeeding, though slowly; to push the mystery object through her hymen, which was the cause of the pressure and pain, though the latter hadnt began registering yet again in her head.

Sara decided to pause her toying with herself and remove her panties; sitting up against the left wall of the stall, she moved her panties down to her knees before the signal of pain reached her brain again and snapped her out of her high.

Ooow! wailed Sara quickly closing her legs together and tensing up, resulting in added pressure again her straining hymen, thus more pain, leading to more tensing, until the thin wall could take no more and Sara felt herself split open and the pressure was finally relived, not before a last shot of pain hit her.

The ordeal was finally over, Saras hands dropped to her sides, her panties fell down to her ankles, allowing her legs to separate and fall limply to the floor, her legs forming a square.

Although her pussy still ached, Sara smiles with relief, before looking down and getting another shock, resting against her messy, and not to mention, bloody labia, was a single, normal sized egg, but it wasnt a normal egg, it was a solid silver color. Though, coupled with the slowly growing pool of blood,  from her vagina, this was a little more than Sara could handle and gasped in shock and tried getting to her feet, slipping on her juices and as a result, kicked the egg from her stall, under the door. Though with her panties around her ankles, getting to her feet didnt happen. 

But with the egg out of her sight, Sara was able to calm down enough to realize the mess

Im a mess! whines Sara looking at her legs.

*bell ringing*

Oh no! gasps Sara. Im late for second hour!

Sara the hurried to her feet, using the roll of toilet paper to her right to do her best to clean herself. No matter how much she tried to clean her panties though, there was no saving them, Sara decided, reluctantly, that they would need to be thrown away. Fortunately, her skirt has gotten away with just the bottom edges getting wet. Her legs from the knees up now had a mild shine,  but shed have to deal with it. 

Once her shoes were cleaned, Sara flushed the numerous wades of toilet paper, grabs her ruined panties in her left hand and unlocked the stall door.

But gasps as she saw the egg she had produced, resting between her and the sinks. Sara was actually scared of the thing and slowly side -stepped her way to the door and trash can.

Once at the door, Sara raises her left hand to throw away her panties but paused.

They may be ruined, but, having them on  would be better than nothing

With that, the damp underwear returned to her waist and with one last gaze to the lone, unusual egg in the middle of the bathroom, Sara opened the door and walked out, hoping, that what happened, was just a one-time freak event

END
