Impregnated By The Ovipositor Space Dinosaurs: A Group Sci-fi Egg Sex Short

By Sibley Stamps

When space station security officer Naya finds herself locked in with escaped lab monsters, she thinks it’s all over. The creatures turn out to be psychic space dinosaurs, though, and Naya feels an instant connection with them that is impossible to ignore...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sibley Stamps
• Release date: Mar 30, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215956175

Sibley Stamps

Dinosaurs, cryptids, monsters and tentacle aliens need love, too, and that's where Sibley Stamps comes in.Born and raised in the Pacific Northwest, USA, Sibley has been a writer and artist since childhood. All book covers in the Stamps selection are the author's own work.Join the Sibley Stamps mailing list to hear first about new releases, sales, freebies and more, and snag a FREE erotic story as a thank you here: https://books.sibleystamps.com/bentfree

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Impregnated By The Ovipositor Space Dinosaurs:

A Group Sci-fi Egg Sex Short

Copyright 2023 Sibley Stamps

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All characters depicted in this erotic work of fiction are 18 years old or older.

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Impregnated By The Ovipositor Space Dinosaurs

Nice view of the moons today, Naya commented, hefting the smooth matte black energy rifle in her hands.

Like all security officers on Poros Station, she was required to hold a weapon for her entire eight-hour shift. The damn thing hadn’t felt so heavy in training, but training hadn’t made her stand around for more than fifteen minutes at a time.

You get over it, muttered the other guard on duty, Caleb. Naya wasn’t sure if the forty-something man was sick of babysitting her brand new self, or just sick of life in general. He hadn’t smiled once since she’d met him. Judging by the frown lines around his mouth, he’d had Resting Sour Face since long before that.

Naya sighed, shifting the gun from one hand to the other and back again. The security officers joining in the final exam for recertification hadn’t seemed very happy, either. Hopefully this job didn’t turn her into a