As this was the last possible egg that he was going to lay, I had to move in. There was only one way to get it done. When he was sleeping, I moved in and knocked him out. His eyes opened as I was choking him into being the unconscious egg layer that he was now. I pulled down his white panties and took out a tube of lube. It was not a moral thing to do, but Marcel was not a moral guy. I had no reason to treat him with any decency. As a hostile NPC that attacked me, everything was fair game. I got on the bed and positioned myself between his legs. This was going to happen. I used some of the lube when fingering his hole open. I used a lot more of it to coat my dick. I did not want to hurt him too much. Rape was bad and the guilt would be massive if he was in so much pain he woke up. Placing the head of my cock at his asshole, I had nothing else to do other than push in. Rocking back and forth, I slowly built up to a nice rhythm. In order to make sure the egg was fertilized, I had to make sure I came inside him. That was not hard at all for me. He was extremely tight. I did not last too long.
Being that I was also an egg layer, I already knew that it would hatch into a baby if it was fertilized. I wanted to know what that would look like. I also wanted to do a bit of an experiment. I knew that laying the eggs were attached to the quick time event minigame that always popped up for me. I wanted to know the long term effects of not being able to lay an egg. Marcel was incredible fit and a fighter. He could lay an egg simply by flexing his abs. That would not be good for me. I already had a big counter measure. I had a chastity belt with a butt plug. Once I got it inside, I locked it. Attaching the cock cage was not needed. Marcel getting hard or even jerking off was not a concern of mine. As long as he was locked in and could not lay the egg, I would be able to see what happened to him. An added bonus of using the plug was it keeping a bit of my cum inside him. That would ensure the new egg developing in his body would be fertilized. Who knew how fertile a male egg layers sperm actually was? It could be an extremely low rate of success. Why else would humans need to evolve this way?
Cum inside of Marcel's body now had nowhere else to go other than towards the developing egg. Since his daily rate of egg laying was under 1, it took more than a day to develop and harden up. There was more than enough time with me acting on it. Maybe acting a day later would be better because it would be further along when I would fuck him. If it was introduced to my sperm then, it would take hold without a doubt in my mind. However, it was probably not going to matter much with the butt plug in. If it was not ready for the sperm, it would be soon. Hopefully a few of my swimmers would survive until then. Looking down at him, I was ready to see where all of this would lead us. Marcel would absolutely hate me for this, but he already hated me. Now that the die was cast, all I could do was see this through to the end. The egg in him would grow into a full baby. If he took it, that would be fine. If not, I would step up and take care of him or her. Someone had to do it. The child of a pair of egg layers would definitely be a layer. I would do my best to protect them. Being livestock was bad.
I waited until late in the morning for him to wake up. Knocking him out did not lead to restful sleep. The very first thing that he could notice was the soreness in his ass. In my opinion, that was the most important thing. The next thing that he noticed was the pink butt plug. Marcel just groped at it in shock and horror. He then gave me a look of pure rage. "What the fuck did you do!?" he demanded. I just crossed my arms. "This is the last egg. I want to see what happens if we leave it in for a bit." I said. "No fucking way! Let me go!" he shouted. "No." was all I said in response. Marcel was still tied down. He could not do anything to free himself. There was nothing he could do to oppose me. If I wanted to just kill him, that would happen. Seeing that there was no changing my mind, he glared at me. He had stopped talking. I made sure he was feed and allowed him to drink as usual. We still had 2 days to wait until he would be ready to lay the egg. Marcel did not seem to realize the full extent of everything. The soreness was not brought up. Maybe he thought it was simply from me shoving the plug.
