Day 1 = Ovipositor
Miles was currently in a situation he never thought he’d ever be in. And considering the circumstances, it’s not too surprising why he says that.
Miles, floating around in a white void with black spots everywhere was not on his agenda. He was just stuck in place, and couldn’t actually go anywhere besides just float there, luckily he didn’t have bladder or hunger issues during this time, so that was good.
“Aye! Anyone out there?” Miles shouted, but he didn’t get a response back. So he just sighed and kept floating there. And for what felt like an eternity, he heard a voice. A voice he could, unfortunately, recognize from miles(pun intended) away.
“Miles.. finally, I’ve got you right where I want you.” The Spot spoke, somehow having an outline, maybe by the creators to make sure he isn’t invisible- anyway. Miles shivered, looking at The Spot with an unamused expression.
“You again? I said I’m sorry for calling you villain of the week. Is villain of the month better?” Miles asked, a hint of humor in his tone as he snickered a bit. That was cut short when The Spot grabbed him aggressively and stuck a syringe inside him, it was the hip area.
“What- what are you doing man?!” Miles shouted, panic in his voice but for some reason, he couldn’t seem to move. He wanted to, heaven wouldn’t forgive him for what he’d do if he could move, but for now he just had to shout and watch. It didn’t seem like anyone would be hearing him anyway.
The Spot didn’t respond, but instead, added more and more syringes, inserting something into his system. And it wasn’t until Miles started feeling full till Spot knew the effect was working. So he just sat back and enjoyed seeing Miles, His enemy, grow his stomach bigger and bigger.
“ow..” Miles Groaned, holding onto his stomach. It was round, like someone pregnant. But he was a male, he couldn’t be pregnant. But, there was definitely something inside him. He knew because it was squirming and pushing around inside his uh, womb. Something he really had to start paying attention to when he went to sex education.
Before he could even realize it, The Spot had ripped his bottoms to shreds, not even leaving his boxers. Anyone who was looking closely could tell there was something white, that was trying to push out of Miles asshole. Miles pushed, not knowing what it was he was pushing out.
And when an egg popped out of miles asshole, he looked, bewildered. Shocked. Very devastated on finding out what the hell was in his stomach. And he was disgusted and, terrified.
“I- what-“ He shivered, not wanting to think about it, but that was shut down when he had to start pushing again. He assumed there was maybe, 5 eggs? The Spot did inject him 5 times.. and he could tell The Spot was excited, the way he was holding the eggs like they were his kids. Gross.
One by one, the eggs fell out of miles asshole. He soon gave up on pushing, even tho they were kinda just falling out. There in total, was 15 eggs. Miles was exhausted, sad, and scared. Exhausted because he practically just pushed out 15 babies, sad because what the fuck. Why was he, a 17 year old male laying eggs? As if he’s in a living porno? And scared because what else is Spot gonna do?
Thats when, The Spot Happily opened miles universe and made it larger so that miles could just fly into his bed when he pushed him into the black portal.
“Not the villain of the month either, am I?” The Spot cackled, pushing miles, who was crying silently, into the portal. Miles just laid on his bed, finally able to move but no longer had the strength to, just laid there. His spider suit ripped, his bare ass out, his eyes red and poofy from crying, and just overall not feeling it. He didn’t care who saw him anymore, because in the end, he’s sure everyone would just prove his thoughts. That his asshole was red, plump, and a bit ripped from practically giving birth to dragon eggs.