The Oviposition Chronicles: Cargo

By Paragonas Vaunt

Author's Note: This story is now also available as part of the collected omnibus volume "The Oviposition Chronicles - A Filthy Half Dozen".
Verity is in trouble. With her money and passport stolen from her hotel, her backpacking holiday has turned into a nightmare. So when a stranger offers to pay her to smuggle a rare egg for him, it seems like it might be an easy route to safety.
But when Verity finds out she is going to have to carry the egg inside her own body, she wonders if the deal she has made may lead her further into danger...
The Oviposition Chronicles are a series of darkly erotic tales on the theme of oviposition - the implantation of eggs, often by fantastic and fearsome creatures, into innocent humans.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Paragonas Vaunt
• Release date: Dec 7, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005885205

Paragonas Vaunt

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~Cargo~

The Oviposition Chronicles

Paragonas Vaunt

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Reader Advisory

This is a work of erotic fiction, and a very rude one at that. Intended exclusively for an adult audience, it graphically depicts scenes of a highly sexual nature, and may include some dark moments. This story revolves around the subject of oviposition - put simply, the implantation of eggs - by fictional aliens or monsters into fictional humans, for the purposes of nefarious alien reproduction or some such. There may be challenging themes around the free consent of the characters or the nature of personal risk.

Please consider this advice and exercise your judgement when choosing to read on.

I think it will reward the careful reader, but I urge you to look after yourself.

I can accept no responsibility if your loins catch fire while reading this book.

If you do decide to delve in, I hope you enjoy this story, and I'll see you at the other end.

~PV~

Cuntent Check

Cunt Quotient: 42

Fuck Factor: 34

Cock Contingent: 24

Cover and interior drawings by DW Miller

Table of Contents

Chapter One – On My Own

Chapter Two – Examination

Chapter Three – Stooges

Chapter Four – Sweltering

Chapter Five – The Machine

Chapter Six – Tight and Loose

Chapter Seven – Civilization

Chapter Eight – The Kick Inside

Author’s Note

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Chapter One – On My Own

So… a courier job, then?

The man opposite me sipped his drink. Considered my question. Smiled broadly.

Exactly, he beamed.

I left my own drink untouched. Wasn’t prepared to trust it. Or myself.

So what is this? I continued, You smuggling drugs? Are you asking me to swallow 50 condoms of heroin or something?

No, no, he replied, recoiling as if I had offended him, No drugs.

He took another sip of his drink. No condoms either, he added.

That smile again. Some joke to which only he knew the punchline.

I knew I was going to take the job. I had little choice. The thieves had stolen everything from my hotel room. My backpack, my money, my passport, everything, and I was miles from anywhere I could get help.

The police had certainly been no help. They’d been downright dismissive, borderline obstructive even. It hadn’t helped that my phrase book had been among the items stolen.

There’d been no signal on my mobile for days. And now the battery was flat.

I was on my own.

All this dancing around with Steve, the guy opposite me, was simply me trying to work out how deeply I was going to have to get in before I could get out again.

Look, I’m not totally stupid. I know that skeevy guys don’t just offer you twenty thousand dollars to carry a package for them and it not be shady. But I’d been starting to wonder if I was going to have