title: A Leggy is Born aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Amylacetate] id: [37593755] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期一, 八月 29日 2022, 10:35:19 上午

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A Leggy is Born

Author: Amylacetate Source: A Leggy is Born

Another lazy Tuesday. Lucas laid on his couch in the nude partly due to being alone for the day and partly because he just couldn’t be bothered to throw anything on. At least he had an endless playlist of recommended videos to watch on the television in front of him.

Ding dong

Lucas’ ears perked up. “I wasn’t expecting anybody today. Hope they don’t want me to be decent.” Lucas got up and made his way to the front door.

Reaching the door, he checked the peephole. Nobody there. He spun the deadbolt and peeked his head out to investigate. Sitting on his welcome mat was a small package. Just big enough to fit a basketball. He quickly reached down and pulled it inside before anybody had a chance to see him in his birthday best.

Looking over the box, he saw his name and address in a ‘receiving party’ square. There was no sender labeled.

“That’s odd. I don’t remember ordering anything.”

He started slicing the tape holding everything together with a clawed finger. Slowly opening the top flaps, he found yet another box inside surrounded with packing peanuts. This box was brightly colored, covered in shrink-wrap, and had words he could read along with another very foreign language. He pulled the smaller box out and cast aside the larger one it was sent in.

‘Super Assistant’ read the most noticeable text. ‘Edition Special Monsters of the Pocket’ right under that.

“Well, looks like some kind of knock off of those neat synthetic assistants that Ravi was raving about.”

Turning over the box yielded more information and terrible grammar. One panel caught his eye. ‘All of them to be collected!’ A few tiny, pixelated images of what he could only assume to be characters from a popular video game series under the heading. ‘Keep look for the dualities!’

“Is that supposed to mean hybrids? I guess they tried.”

He peeled the outer wrap and flipped the top open. Inside was a tightly folded paper and a sphere about the size of a baseball. It was colored one-half black, the other yellow with two blue dots. “They really tried to get past that copyright,” Lucas giggles to himself. He pulls out the paper and begins skimming over the faded text and pictures.

‘Remove the ball of protection and put contents into the bucket.’ A very crude drawing of what appears to be a hand dumping the ball into a five-gallon bucket filled with water.

‘Friend with be grow for week. Synthetic will break membrane. A friend will be discovered! Move to bigger water body to finish final grow process.’ The pictures under this look to be faded out of existence.

“So it’s a blind-box for a synthetic assistant?” Lucas wondered. “I guess we could use some help around the house and it might be neat seeing what’s actually in here.”

Lucas stopped by his desk to drop off the ‘instructions’ and packaging and moved toward the garage door to go grab a bucket. He stopped suddenly.

“Wait a second. This thing isn’t that big. The paper said it first grows to fill a bucket, right?”

He stared down and put a hand to his stomach. The neurons in his brain firing up. He felt his ears and nethers grow warm from the thought that was brewing.

“I can do it pretty quickly, too. I’ve got room from my last clutch. It’ll be a surprise for Ravi when he comes back home from his vacation.”

His excursion to the garage turned into a trip up the stairs to the bedroom.

He jumped as high as he could and belly-flopped onto the bed. He rolled over, still clutching the orb in his hands. He split the plastic cover and inside was a firm grey ball. He gave it a few squeezes trying to compare it to one of the eggs from his last clutch. He moved one hand between his now spread legs and rubbed a finger along his swelling lips. A small amount of vaginal fluid starting to leak from him.

“So I put it in, it grows a bit, then I get it out. Nothing stupid. I know my limits.”

His heart starts beating faster. He rolls the rubbery sphere down to his slit. The cool temperature eliciting a soft moan from his muzzle. Giving the orb a test push, it parts his vaginal lips ever so slightly. He rolls it around trying to lubricate it in his juices.

“Okay. Should be good. See you later, buddy.”

He inhales and gives the ball a push. His pussy spreads around it with little effort. It reaches the halfway point and he lets out a sigh. The orb disappears with one final clench. He feels it move upward towards his ‘egg chute’.

“I should probably make sure it’s in there good. I know exactly what to use for that.”

Lucas rolls over to the side of the bed and reaches into a drawer of the nightstand. What comes out is a very long and slender silicone toy. It is a 3-foot long tentacle complete with fake suction cups.

He returned to his place on the bed, legs spread wide. He placed the tip of the toy at his entrance, already slick from the arousal he caused himself. As he slides the toy in, he can feel every cup bumping past his lips. About a foot in and he feels resistance from his new passenger.

“Alright. Just need to be careful. Don’t know how delicate that membrane thingy is.”

He pushes the toy in. Inch by inch. Slowly as he can to avoid ruining the orb deep within him. His arousal building, he moves a hand down to his stomach and begins rubbing slowly, imagining the synthetic being growing inside.

He gets the toy about halfway in and is about to hit his peak. The thought of carrying around an object of unknown fragility gets to him.

“Oh fuck. I...I need to stop. I might…”

Lucas pulls the toy out quickly and curls into a fetal position. An orgasm rocking his quaking body as he leaks all over the bed. His swollen labia clenching, causing him to spray a few strands of liquid beneath him.

“...cum. Damnit. I did not want to do laundry today.”

Nearly one week has passed since Lucas decided to incubate the mysterious package. Watering it twice a day through the use of a baster he found rolling around in a kitchen drawer. It was long enough to reach the depths of the growing object without being too intrusive.

He sits on a chair at his computer, legs half crossed, trying to give his watermelon-sized belly some support. Wearing an open zip-up hoodie and a pair of comfy panties, he has one hand on his keyboard typing messages to friends while the other rests on his stomach, absentmindedly rubbing in circles.

He pauses what he’s doing after feeling a new sensation. His gaze drops down to where his hand was rubbing. After a few seconds, the same odd fluttering except it is accompanied by something a bit concerning to him. He sees a lump press out about half an inch and watches it drop back into place.

“Uh. This is new. Where is that paper?”

Keeping a hand on his belly, he uses the other to move random odds and ends around on the desk and finally grabs the instructions that came with the shipment. He scans for any hints of what may be going on. ‘Friend with be grow for week. Synthetic will break membrane. A friend will be discovered! Move to bigger water body to finish final grow process.’

He takes a finger and pokes at a bump that just formed. “Oh. So is this the part where we get you out?”

Cradling his belly with both hands, he decides to enjoy the movement within. After a short while, it all stops and is followed by what can only be described as an internal pop.

“Oh no. What was that? I hope I didn’t just kill it. Wait. Is that? Ew…”

Wetness starts to spread over his loins. The membrane opened up. Lucas does his best to clench trying to keep things dry. He makes a short waddle over to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

“Okay. You need water after this, right? Let’s get the tub going so I’ve got a place to put you.”

Lucas starts filling the tub with water. He pulls a hand mirror out of one of the sink drawers and sets it on the counter. Pulling off his panties, he makes a mental note of how soaked they are and tosses them to the corner of the room by the door. Finally, he grabs the hand mirror and tries to set it up on the ground to watch himself. He sits across from the mirror and spreads his legs.

“Oh wow. Can’t believe that still works. Brings back memories of my first clutch. Okay, buddy. Time to find out what we got.”

He leans back a bit and relaxes his muscles. Fluids begin to flow at an almost alarming rate across the bathroom floor.

“Ooh. That’s kinda...uh…”

He feels his ears and nethers heat up. He starts to feel embarrassment at the thought of being turned on.

“Let’s just get this over with.”

He gives a bit of an experimental push. More water-like fluid pours from his vaginal opening. He notices in the mirror that his labia is starting to swell up. He gives another push and feels movement within.

“Good. I’ve passed enough eggs. This should be no problem.”

Lucas takes a deep breath and a long push. The object inside slides down his vaginal passageway. He looks down into the mirror again and sees that his body has started excreting its lubricant to help.

“So I can do that without being gravid with eggs? Interesting.”

Another breath. Another push. This brings a pressure right behind his opening.

“And time for you to get out.”

He looks in the mirror and starts to push. His vagina bulges out slightly while something parts the swollen lips.

“Wow. You are a bit big. This might take a little more effort.”

Big inhale followed by a bit of a strained grunt. A tiny black nose followed by a cream and orange-colored face starts to slip out. Lucas peers into the mirror and stops after seeing this. The object inside sliding back.

“OH MY GOD. YOU’RE SO CUTE. I need to get you out!”

Lucas grunts and huffs trying to not lose progress. He squints a look at the mirror and pushes even harder feeling a pop between his legs. He opens his eyes at the sight before him. He reaches down as if to make sure it’s real.

“Your head is adorably huge. You look like one of my maned wolf friends but the coloring is off.”

Lucas takes a moment to recharge. He stares in the mirror, petting the head of the synthetic being sticking out between his legs. Lucas starts to feel some emotion come over him as he smiles with tears in his eyes.

“STOP THAT. IT’S NOT A BABY. I JUST PUT THAT STUPID THING IN THERE FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES,” Lucas exclaims. “I NEED TO FINISH THIS BEFORE I GET TOO ATTACHED.”

Lucas moves a bit so he can fully lay down. He grabs his legs that are still spread by the head between them. A deep inhale and more grunting. He feels something but nothing at the same time. Reaching down, all he feels is his opening bulging out while the being doesn’t move. He starts to have a bit of a panic.

“Okay. I don’t know how much of this you can take but you’re coming out.”

He grabs a hold of the head, takes a deep breath, and pushes while pulling. Moving very slowly, the being’s wider shoulders start to emerge from within.

“AhhhhHHHHHHH FUCK!”

A wet pop and the shoulders are free. He can pull the rest of the longer body out without any resistance. He pulls the tiny cream and orange-black striped body up to his chest.

“Well look at your long legs and arms! You are surely a maned wolf. But what are those colors?”

He racks his brain a bit and finally remembers. ‘Keep look for the dualities!’

“You have arcanine colors. What’s that company going to call it? ‘Dog of Fire’?”

After a small moment of admiring the thing that had been growing in him the past week, Lucas feels wetness at his feet.

“Oh shit! The tub!”

He leans over as quickly as he can and shuts the water off. With one last tiny smile, he puts the synthetic life in the overflowing tub and closes the curtain.

“That sucked. Time to go get the mop and clean this mess.”

Lucas was passed out on the couch. He felt like he deserved it after what he went through last week. How can normal mammals deal with that when they want children? Freaking absurd. His ear twitches and his eyes snap open.

“What was that?”

He lifts himself to a sitting position and listens closely. It sounds like water being swished around. A confused look comes over his face and he gets up to his feet. The noise slows down and turns into dripping. It’s coming from the bathroom.

“Wh...who’s there?”

He creeps towards the bathroom with a hunch. The sound of the shower curtain being opened echos through the hall.

“H...hello?” Lucas calls out.

“Do you have towels, sir?” A very smooth sounding male voice comes from the bathroom.

Lucas gets to the bathroom door and peeks in. A tall shadowy figure stands in front of the tub.

“I guess?” Lucas replies. “Depends on who’s asking.”

Lucas reaches in and flips the switch. The person standing in front of him is soaked. About a foot taller than he is. He recognizes the colors.

“Oh. My. God. You grew up pretty quick. And you’re hot.”

“I am currently operating at a temperature within safe parameters. I have no known warnings for any of my systems.”

“And you’re adorable,” Lucas gushes.

Lucas goes out to the hallway closet and grabs a few towels. He hands them over to the nude maned wolf. The wolf unfolds them and starts drying off.

“Would you like to register a name?” the maned wolf asks.

Lucas responds, “Are you like made out of nanobots or something?”

“I am composed primarily of a substance known as-”

“Perfect!” Lucas interrupts. “Your name will be Nano”

“Thank you very much, sir,” Nano replied.

“Don’t call me sir. My name is Lucas. Can I get a better look at you?” Lucas motions with a finger for Nano to spin.

Nano turns around, showing off his cream-colored mane that surrounded his neck and ran down his back into a long, fluffy tail. He reached up with his arms, exposing his toned upper body as he was facing Lucas. His eyes are a dark emerald green in color. Orange fur with a dark grey belly and tiger-esque stripes all while still dripping water.

“Very nice,” says Lucas. “Can you lift your leg and show me what you’re packing?”

Nano complies, showing off what just appears to be a smooth mound of fur. “I understand you are trying to identify my gender. I can assure you that I do not possess any genitals as I was not designed for any purpose that required them.”

“So you at least know what they are and what they do?” Lucas asked.

Nano nods his head and waits for any further questions or commands.

Lucas shrugs. “Well then. Finish drying off. We have plenty of work to do here and I’d like to see what you’re capable of.”

Lucas walks out flipping the lightswitch behind him. "I'm pretty sure he can see in the dark."