The smell of fresh eggs hung heavy in the air, a smell as hot and wet as the hole they dropped from, and a smell predators craved. Accompanying the smell was the soft grunts and moans of the laying mother, heavy with her first clutch and too strained to flee if danger arose. Such an unfortunate situation indeed for the young Gallimimus.
Hidden in the dense jungle, beyond the clearing where the mother birthed her eggs, a predator lurked, licking her jowls in preparation of her meal. A soft delighted snarl could be heard as she inhaled the hot sticky scent deeply into her lungs. A soft sigh escaped her jaws as she thought about how she'd devour her prey. Wanting to catch her lunch while still laying and unable to fight back, Natasha the Tarbosaurus made her presence known.
"Pardon me," Said the large Tarbosaurus with mock shyness. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy."
Having been lost to the feelings and thoughts of her labor, the young mother didn't even notice the predator approach her. The speech directed her way made her jump slightly and turn her head to face the larger dinosaur. Seeing the carnivore, she sunk low and shivered. "O-oh no..."
Natasha began to circle the gravid Gallimimus with a look more akin to lust than hunger. "You don't have to be afraid." She looked over her future meal and smiled. The mother had her rear end lifted above a large nest, one egg already cradled inside. From the look of her hips bobbing lightly up and down and the strained look on the mother's face, Natasha could tell she was just about to lay another. "Are you about to drop another egg? Don't be shy, go ahead and let it out."
The Gallimimus seemed to be trying to hold it in, but after a long pause, found herself unable to do so any longer. Slowly the egg started to crown, eliciting a gasp from its mother, and shortly after it dropped into the nest with a soft thud and slimy pop from the mother's cloaca.
"Oh, so beautiful." Natasha leaned down to sniff the nest, eliciting a scared squawk from the Gallimimus.
"P-please, go away!"
Natasha didn't listen, instead continuing to sniff. "You smell wonderful, as do your eggs." Sticking out her long purple tongue, she gave one egg a lick, lapping up the thick slime from its shell. "Oh yes, very nice."
The mother Gallimimus was starting to cry. "Please, I beg you, don't..." She could only watch on in horror as the Tarbosaurus used her tongue to gently cradle the egg into her jaws and swallow it whole.
Natasha sighed softly. "Oh yes, very good." She looked the mother in the eyes and smiled. "It's okay, it won't feel a thing. Nor will your next one."
Tears steadily streamed down the Gallimimus' fluffy cheeks as she watched the predator wrap her lips around the second egg and slide it into her mouth. Once again, she swallowed it whole, and she watched as it left the faintest of bulges in her throat before vanishing into her torso. "W-why..."
Natasha seemed lost in the flavor of the egg for a moment before returning to the laboring mother. "It's just how things are sweetheart, I'm sorry." Moving her massive head to the Gallimimus' side, she planted a soft kiss on her fat and laboring belly. "I can promise you the same painless end if you wish, or I can eat you in pieces." She licked the feathered belly and savored the flavor a moment. "It's up to you. Personally, I wouldn't mind slicing you open and spilling your eggs, eating those first."
The Gallimimus couldn't move, her muscles refusing due to her labor as well as fear. She could only whimper as the Tarbosaurus continued to lick and kiss her contracting middle. "P-please, let me be."
The hungry predator seemed mildly upset by the answer. "I can't do that sweetheart, I'm hungry and it's your time." She moved to the Gallimimus' thigh and gave it an almost playful bite as well as a lick, not hurting her in any way. "I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to go painlessly or not?"
The Gallimimus couldn't help but shudder from the attention to her thigh. Despite the apparent urgency to the Tarbosaurus' question, she seemed to allow a long pause. After what seemed like ages, the Gallimimus answered. "H-how would it be painless?"
A soft and almost kind chuckle escaped the predator's lips. "I'll simply swallow you whole. You'll rest in my belly for a short time, and then you'll simply fall to sleep. You and your babies will be together soon enough on the other side."
The Gallimimus dropped her gaze. "I-I was going to be a mother. This was my first clutch."
Natasha nodded, taking on a tone that seemed legitimately caring. "I could tell. It wasn't safe of you to choose this area of the jungle to lay your eggs. Now you know, and that's alright. It happens to many young mothers." The Tarbosaurus started paying attention to the Gallimimus' long, stiff tail, licking and nuzzling it as it twitched from the labor every now and again. "Just relax and it'll be over before you know it."
The Gallimimus gave a soft and submissive nod, accepting her fate. "Just...just be gentle, please."
Natasha smiled and leaned in to the mother's laboring cloaca. "Of course, sweet heart."
The mother could feel her predator's breath on her sex, but was surprised to eventually feel her tongue upon it. She squeaked in surprise from the sudden lapping at her hole. "W-what are you doing?!" Natasha did not answer, simply continuing her work. The Gallimimus could not help but moan in reluctant pleasure from the assault, feeling both another egg and something else coming. "M-my egg...its coming!" Just as the egg reached its destination, the Tarbosaurus opened her jaws wide. With a powerful push from the mother, the egg popped from her hole and into Natasha's mouth, the rush of feeling from the escaping egg causing its mother to climax and squirt fluid into the predator's jaws as well.
Closing her mouth, Natasha let the sexual fluids and the egg rest in her mouth for a time, savoring the combined flavors before swallowing them down. "Oh goodness, that was good." She gave the mother an extra lick, making her shiver, and then kissed her once. "Consider that a departing gift."
The tired mother, still very full of eggs, couldn't help but feel at least a touch less stressed about the situation. "Thank you...I guess." Looking into her predator's eyes, she swallowed nervously. "I'm going to die now, aren't I?"
The Tarbosaurus gave a warm yet caring nod. "Yes."
Looking down sadly, the mother nodded. "I understand."
Without another word, Natasha opened her mouth and extended her tongue, scooping up the gravid mother and sliding her into her jaws. The Gallimimus was worried and shaking, but seemingly let it happen. Before long, she sat rather comfortably in her predator's mouth. With a soft grunt from the Tarbosaurus, she lifted herself into an upright position and lifted her head high. Slowly, the Gallimimus began to slide to the back of her mouth. Closing her eyes, the Gallimimus waited for the inevitable.
One great swallow pulled the mother's hips and tail into her predator's throat. The Gallimimus whimpered softly from the feeling.
A second swallow pulled the mother's large and gravid belly into Natasha's throat. The Gallimimus continued to whimper in fear of what would happen once she reached the dark belly bellow.
Finally, a third powerful swallow pulled the mother's entire torso into Natasha's contracting throat. Due to her slender neck and tiny head, the Gallimimus simply dropped down from that point on.
Powerful throat muscles and digestive slimes coated and squeezed the gravid mother from beak to toe before finally dumping her into the tight stomach with a splash. Opening her eyes, the Gallimimus tried looking around, but only a very faint glow of light through flesh could be seen. She attempted to feel around for her previously eaten eggs, but without luck. Giving up, she put her hands on her contracting belly and rubbed it softly, trying to comfort herself before passing out. "I'm sorry my little ones, I'm so sorry." The fumes of the belly were horrible, but they didn't bother her. Had she been in less horrible circumstances, the pitch black and strong smells probably would have bothered her more, but right now all she focused on was going to sleep. Continuing to rub her belly, she closed her eyes and rested her head on the surprisingly soft stomach walls. She groaned softly as she felt another egg nearing her slit. "I'm sorry my babies...just sleep...sleep...sleep..." Her breath began to fade as her air became more and more limited. Her belly rubbing coming to a snail's pace, eventually her breathing stopped. The egg in her birth canal only continued onward due to the muscles in her body finishing up their work, but it would be the last to do so. As the egg finally slid from its mother into the soup of the belly, the Gallimimus had passed on.
On the outside, Natasha moaned softly as she felt the Gallimimus wriggle softly before death, and even after enjoyed the weight of her inside her belly. "Oh goodness, you were an amazing meal. It's a shame you had to die, and for that I am truly sorry." Starting to walk, she moaned as her hanging belly rubbed between her thighs. "I don't know how long I can walk like this." Biting her lip, she moaned again. "I might have to find a nice tree and rub one out before I go and take a nap." Craning her head down, she nuzzled her bulging belly the best she could, murring softly in her throat as she did. "Sleep tight. I'll see you again sometime soon." She licked her lips at the thought and then giggled. "I do love passing my prey."
With a content smile and a jiggling belly, the happy Tarbosaurus waddled off into the heart of the jungle. Despite the loss of lives, thus was the way of life, and one could not be hated for simply enjoying life and it's bounties.
Natasha yawned as she woke from her nap. After devouring a heavily pregnant Gallimimus, she couldn't help but sleep off her meal. Craning her neck to look at her still bulging belly, she smiled. "You sure did take a toll on me. Though, I suppose not as much of a toll as I took on you." Leaning down to kiss her tummy, she was surprised by a sudden escape of gas from her cloaca. "Oh my." Moving her thick and heavy tail aside, she released another noxious cloud of fumes. "Oh goodness, yes, it appears it's time to dump my load." Hefting herself from the ground, she waddled her massive and jiggling gait somewhere in the jungle.
Walking for a few minutes, she found a large boulder resting against a tree. Giving it a playful smile, she walked over to it. "Oh yes, this is exactly what I had in mind." Nuzzling it once, she placed a massive foot on it and then pushed the boulder over, revealing a large dent in the earth beneath it, full of insects of various kinds and part of a tree root. "Just what I was looking for indeed."
With a groan and another large fart, the Tarbosaurus spread her legs and hung her rump over the hole. "I'm sorry little bugs, but I need to dump, and you're in the way." She moaned softly as she began to push. "Here comes my load."
With a loud fart, her cloaca spread wide as a massive brown turd began to crown. Pushing in a way all too similar to the way the gravid mother she ate was pushing out eggs not too long ago, the long turd began to slide from her hole. The size of the hefty poop made the Tarbosaurus lift her leg with clenched toes and curl her tail around the tree for some support, doing her best to push it out. "Oh goodness, come on..." Finally, with a hard push, the massive log dropped from her hole and onto the ground below, crushing insects and landing with a splattering thud.
Natasha sighed in relief. "Alright, that's some of it, now for the rest." Hearing her belly begin to gurgle, she groaned in discomfort. "And I don't think all of this one is going to be solid."
Continuing to lift her leg and clench her toes, her thick meaty tail around the trunk of the tree her only real support, she began to push once more. Farts and groans could be heard deep into the forest, but no dinosaur dare approach a defecating predator as large as her. With a heavy push, she finally felt her next turd begin to crown. "Alright...this...this is it." Gritting her teeth, she pushed the turd from her tail hole, until it finally popped free like a cork, and with it, a flood of liquid dumped as well. The freshly evacuated contents of her bowels landed in the hole with a splash, her quivering cloaca still dumping it's essentially liquid load, coating both the hole and the bark of the tree. After a short time, her cloaca finally stopped as her bowls returned to empty.
Natasha's once bloated belly was now only chubby as it hung between her powerful thighs. Letting out a truly relieved sigh, she smiled. "That was amazing." As she calmed down from the work, she let out a hot stream of urine into the hole to finish her business off. Once entirely empty, she shook her hips clean of waste and walked away from her several foot tall high waste.
Looking back at the steaming, slightly feathery and egg shell encrusted dump, she smiled. "I pity anyone that comes across that." With a bounce in her stop, she continued on, hoping to come across an equally satisfying meal. A pleased roar could be heard throughout the jungle.