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   The Popular Girl



   Chapter SP 1

   By: Anime Lover



   (ANIME) LOLI, MASTURBATION, EGG-LAYING


















Disclaimer: None needed

   *Bzzzzzzzzz!*

   In the light of the morning sun shining through the curtains, a teen
girl groans as she lays on her bed, face down in the pillow as her right
hand quickly moves from under the cover to the buzzing alarm clock on the
small desk.

   Instead of stopping the ringing though, her hand misses and instead
knocks the noisy machine from the desk and to the floor, causing the girl
to groan again, before her hand moves again, clearly searching for
something on the desk.  Though when her blind search turns up empty, she
lifts her face from the pillow; her long blonde hair a mess from sleep, as
she looks to the desk.

   "Where's my contacts..." she questions groggily.

   Wait!

   Let's pause here for a moment shall we?

   My name is Lalia Kate Conner, yep, that's right, THAT Lalia, the one
from way back in the first season; Friends with Sara/Sakura.  It's been a
little over a year since she left and since then, a few interesting things
have happened.  Shortly after she left, there was some suspicion about how
Sara just disappeared, before she left, Sara said she was moving, but there
was no record of if.  Then her parents where starting to get questioned by
the police.  The whole thing suddenly just blew up then about her parents
being the prime suspects for Sara's disappearance.  Then though, like a
week after Sara left, her parents suddenly disappeared.  The weird thing
is, their home was just fine, nothing was reported out of place and their
vehicles were still in the drive-way.  The news was all over it, with
Sara's parents disappearance, they basically accused them of being
responsible for Sara's disappearance.  Everyone was told to be on the
look-out for them and/or Sara, but there was nothing for months and
eventually, it just disappeared from the news.  Now, Sara's house is just
sitting there, the cars are gone and all the stuff inside the house was
taken out.

   But recently, cases similar to Sara's have been popping up on the news.

   Heh, yanno, it's kinda funny when you know something but other people
don't and they go crazy for the answer.  The people that knew Sara and her
parents were questioned too, but it's not like they would believe it if I
said, Sara was teleported to another planet and it's likely she returned to
take her mom and dad with her, so I just acted like I didn't know anything.

   Anyway, enough about Sara and her life, it's my turn to be the star! 
So, a year has passed, I'm sixteen now and still love'in my egg laying!  I
lay nearly every two days!  Like Sara too though, it wasn't long until I
was found out to be able to lay eggs and I was pretty much treated the same
as she was.  Although, I don't think I can pull off the same cuteness that
Sara could on top of the teachers desk pushing out my eggs, a normal sized
teenager just doesn't give the impression of 'cute' doing that in my
opinion.  The Trances though, those are like a double-edged sword, it's
awesome, but not so much when I'm busy doing something, or I don't feel
like masturbating at the time.  Then there's the constant oozing from my
pussy, sometimes it's more of a pain than pleasure, I dunno how Sara dealt
with it.  But, the times when I do feel like going to town and fingering
myself into heaven, I love it all!  Oh yeah, I also have a boyfriend too,
and he loves how I'm almost always horny and willing for his cock.

   Hmm, I should probably let you get back to the story... OK, well, as I
told you, it's been a little over a year and the days of that year have
been pretty normal, well, as normal a girl who can lay eggs from her pussy
can be.  Anyway, one day in particular was a special one, it was a Monday
and it was a half-day of school, the type that I could sleep in on; It's
this one day that my story tells...

   Nice lead-in huh?  Anyway, on to the story!

   *BZZZZZZZ!*

   "Ugh, stupid clock..."

   The blonde groans as she gives up on locating her contacts and lowers
her head back down to the soft pillow and drapes her arm over the side of
the bed.

   After closing her eyes for a few moments, a small shifting of her bare
legs under the cover told her that the covering clung to her legs by some
sticky substance that had coated her entire legs, realizing this, she
became aware that the bed cover also clung to her naked rear and entire
back from some sticky, warm substance.

   Seconds after these sensations reaches her brain, Lalia groans in
annoyance.  She was very well aware of why the bed cover clung to her body.
She Tranced last night, pleasuring her body wildly, covering her body and
the bed in her overabundance of honey, and failing to clean it from her
body and change her bed sheets before going to sleep.

   Lalia loved Trancing in the privacy of her own room and at night, but
hated waking up in this state, with her basically glued to her bed from her
dried, hardening honey.  Often times her Trance would be so intense that
she would only remimber parts of the event or even not at all, coming to
after the event and this was one morning that Lalia barely remembers the
event, only recalling parts of it.

   "Good thing it's a half day today..."

   She didn't need to hurry and get ready for school this morning, she
didn't particularly look forward to getting up and cleaning her hours old
Honey from her body, plus, it's warmth and her bed cover covering her body
so completely, she found it relaxing.

   Despite how relaxing she found it though, there was still the issue of
the annoying, noisy alarm clock she knocked off her dresser still buzzing
loudly.

   "Die stupid clock..." groans Lalia, before removing her left hand from
the cover and using both hands to lift the pillow over her head in a vain
attempt to drown out the insistent sound from the clock.

   After just a few seconds, Lalia groans under the pillow in frustration
and removes her head from under the pillow, lifting herself on her hands
and knees, producing a sticky, sucking sound as she forces her body free
from her adhesive-like honey on the bed and pulls off the bed cover from
her back with the same sticky, sucking sound, revealing her nude body
covered in her hours old, dried bodily fluid.

   "Ugh, I'm a mess!"

   Taking only a moment to examine her body, Lalia removes herself from her
bed, reaching down to the noisy clock and turning off the dreaded buzzing
before placing it back to her dresser.

   The following yawn and stretching was met with the tight sensation on
her skin of her dried fluid cracking and some flaking off.  A few more
stretches of her arms, legs, belly and waist loosens up much of the dried
fluid, allowing her to simply rub it from her body, though much still
remained determined to stay and would only come off with a shower, but,
Lalia felt a little better with less of the mess on her body.

   Reaching her right hand down to her crotch and looking down though, she
saw a familiar sight, her blonde pubic bush of hair matted to her body and
caked with her Honey, placing her hand between her legs to her labia
reveals a smoothness, and Lalia sighs in annoyance, her Honey had
accumulated so much that it had created a seal over her labia, blocking the
entrance to her pussy.

   This was also familiar to Lalia and she chose not to try to free the
blockage, knowing doing so would just release the flood of backed up honey
inside her pussy and create more of a mess she would need to clean.

   With a long sigh, followed by a lengthy yawn and one more round of
stretching, Lalia steps from the small mess at her feet towards her door.

   "The quicker I get cleaned the quicker I'll feel better..." comments the
blonde to herself.

   Not bothering to cover her nude body, Lalia opens her door a little and
peeks her head out into the hallway, seeing that it was empty.

   "Mom!?  Dad!?" she calls out.

   A few seconds after, she hears the voice of her dad, coming from
downstairs...

   "Your mom went to the store for a moment." Her dad answers.  "She'll be
back in a few minutes."

   "Oh, Ok!" calls back Lalia.  "I'm going to take a shower." She adds,
before, now knowing she was in the clear, walks out of her room and down
the hall towards the bathroom completely nude.

   "Ok... do you want anything for breakfast?" her dad asks.

   "Hmm..." thinks Lalia as she walks down the hall, though when she
reaches the bathroom door and opens it, she answers.  "Yeah.  I want some
French Toast and Overlite eggs with syrup and some sausages."

   "Ok, they'll be ready when you get out of the shower."

   "Thanks daddyyy!" replies Lalia with a cheerful sing-songly tone before
entering the bathroom and closing the door.

   Now in the bathroom, Lalia's first stop is the mirror above the sink,
taking a quick look at her hair and finding that besides the mess of sleep,
it avoided much of her honey, none of it was stiff or clumped together. 
The only part of her face that has Honey on it was around her mouth, she
remembered licking her juices from her hands last night.

   With those things taken care of, Lalia walks to the tub and turns on the
shower, warming the water to her liking and promptly stepping into the tube
and sighs as she feels the hot water raining down on her and already
feeling her dried Honey loosening up and some falling from her body with no
action from her.

   After rotating a few times to make sure her whole body was covered in
water, She lifts her hands up to her arms and rubs them, effectively
removing her honey from her arms in just a matter of seconds from the
water, then using her hands to rub her Honey from the rest of her body, her
stomach, shoulder, parts of her back she could reach, and her legs.

   Finally the last place to rid of her Honey was her crotch; Despite her
having a healthy bush of blonde pubic hair, running her fingers through the
hair just a few times remove all but the smallest traces of her Honey from
the hair.  Lastly, was the 'seal' over her labia; Palming her hand over the
softened wall, Lalia lightly squeezes, breaking the seal and dropping it to
the tub floor.  Immediately, Lalia feels her backed up Honey, flowing free
from her pussy like a broken damn, causing her to sigh again from the
relief of the mild pressure in her vaginal canal and womb.

   Although, just moments into this release, something odd occurs, Lalia
feels something oddly shaped traveling down her pussy and feels it leave
and drop to the floor.

   "Huh?  That didn't feel like an egg..." wonders Lalia as she looks down
between her legs and gasps at the familiar sight of two small, circular
containers.  "What the!?  How did my contacts end up in my pussy!?" she
gasps, quickly reaching down to the dual containers.  "One of my Dildo's
would've been better..." comments Lalia to no one, before sighing,
"Whatever, at least I found them." She adds, as she places her contacts on
shower tray in front of her.  "Well, time to wash up!"

   Using a bath sponge, Lalia lathers up her body as she scrubs her skin,
taking her time with every part of her body to make sure she cleans
herself, spending a few minutes on each arm, her chest, belly, then legs,
before lastly focusing on her labia, being carefully not to scrub the
delicate lips as roughly as the rest of her body, ignoring the wave of
pleasure from the washing of her labia before moving the sponge further
between her legs and scrubbing the area between her labia and anus, before
moving her hand away and behind her to her rear and finishing as she scrubs
her anus clean.

   Moving in the path of the water to rinse the soap from her body, Lalia
squeezes out the soap from the sponge and places it on the ledge in front
of her as she slide her hands along her arms, smiling from the smoothness
of her clean skin.  Moving her hands from her arms and gliding her hands
over her breasts, Lalia's right hand reaches her labia again and this time,
she lets her hand linger, cupping the soft flesh as she steps back a few
times until she feels her back on the wall, before prodding her left hands
fingers into her abdomen, soon feeling a firmness inside.

   "Looks Like I got an egg today..." comment Lalia to herself with a
smile, before curling her right middle and ring finger and slipping them
into her wet hole with a quite moan from her.

   Although, before she could get too far into it, Lalia quickly pulls her
fingers out of herself.

   'Wait, I should finish and wash my hair, then I can do that...' she
thinks, before moving her back from the wall and reaching to the shampoo
bottle in front of her.

   "Ohhhh..."

   With her shower now 'complete', Lalia was free to indulge the sudden
raising urge from her pussy from her earlier tease; her back once again
against the wall as her left hand spreads her lower lips as she quickly
thrusts her right middle and ring fingers into her oozing hole.

   Feeling the tell-tell tingling from her urethra, which also travels
throughout her body, Lalia moans out a little louder as she increases the
pace of her fingers thrusting into her vagina.

   Just moments later, Lalia quickly lifts her head back against the wall
with her eyes tightly closed and her lips pressed firmly together as she
feels her body tightening up from the impending orgasm as she fingers
herself rapidly.  Seconds after her body tensing up, a muffled moan comes
from Lalia as she climaxes, quickly removing her fingers from herself as a
forceful stream of her cum ejects from her urethra in a thin stream to the
floor as her orgasming pussy also oozes out her Honey at a quickened pace,
though, with her first squirt of cum from her urethra quickly follows a
second as Lalia thrust her hips forward, the stream stops and a brief pause
before the third and final, powerful ejaculation comes from her urethra,
which was easily the longest one at a three seconds.

   With the end of the last ejaculation, Lalia opens her mouth in a
breathless gasp as she slides down to sit on the tubs floor, causing her to
feel a face-full of water hitting her as she trembles from the ebbs of
pleasure from the fading orgasm.

   Although with the passing of the orgasm, the rain of water hitting her
face quickly becomes an annoyance, causing her to lift her right hand up to
shield her face while she gets back to her feet, and reach forward with her
left hand to turn off the water.

   "Hmm, one more..." comments Lalia to herself with a smile as she
carefully lowers herself on her knees before lowering her rear to sit on
her feet.

   Placing her right hand down to her still aroused labia, Lalia, starts
with a gentle rubbing of the slippery flesh, releasing a coo from her as
she could feel her Honey oozing out between her fingers.

   After a few minutes of stroking her lips, Lalia raises her left hand up
to her left breast, pinching her erect nipple between her fingers,
releasing a brief gasp from her as the pleasure from it travels through her
body, making her skin tingle pleasantly.

   Continuing to only rub herself and not thrust her fingers in, coupled
with Lalia's teasing of her nipple, It wasn't long before she was trembling
from the nearing of a second orgasm; Her pussy continually oozing her honey
through her fingers, Honey also starts coming from her nipples, increasing
the pleasure from then as they became slippery to the touch.

   Moments after, Lalia's second orgasm of the morning claims her, causing
to gasps out briefly before clamping her lips closed as she stops her right
hand over her spasming pussy, feeling an abundant amount of her honey
oozing out her and feeling her cum squirting forcefully against her palm.
With the end of the first squirting, Lalia pressing her climaxing pussy
against her hand and the second and last forceful squirting leaves her
before a sigh leaves her and she falls back.

   Lalia quickly gasps though as she catches herself from hitting her head
on the wall and moves her left hand from her oozing nipple behind her to
keep herself upright as the fading waves of orgasm flow through her body.

   "Whoa!  Don't wanna crack my head open in the tub..." comments Lalia as
she sit up.  "That would be embarrassing to be found knocked out bleeding
and naked in the tub."

   Feeling the fading waves of orgasm leaving her, Lalia lifts her right
hand from her messy labia and to her face before licking her palm of her
sweet cream.

   "Mmm, heh, maybe I should bottle this stuff."

   Giggling at that thought, Lalia begins to lifts herself to her feet, but
gasps a little from a feeling of the eggs inside her womb shifting and
feeling one nestle itself over the opening of her cervix.

   "Ohh, looks like it's time for me to lay my eggs..." comments Lalia to
herself as she stops her upward motion to squat down and spread her legs,
then, waits.

   About twenty seconds pass before Lalia groans slightly as she feels her
womb contract and pushing against her egg, guiding it through her cervix,
taking just seconds to pass from her womb to her vaginal canal, which
begins the usual undulation of the walls, pushing her egg towards freedom,
causing her to moan out pleasurably as the action fills her body with
pleasure.

   Looking down to her pussy, Lalia continues to moan as she feels her egg
nearing the exit and soon, sees her lips spread as her eggs passes the
threshold of her vagina until the jeweled object protrudes from her pussy
for just a moment before Lalia gasps out pleasurably as she give the last
push to liberate the egg from her oozing pussy and falling down to the
floor of the tub.

   Although, with coo of delight, Lalia feels a second egg being pushed
through her cervix.  Shifting her position to her hands and knees, Lalia
moans out as she feels the egg enter her pussy and the following continuous
wave-like undulation of her slippery, warm walls, guiding her egg down her
tunnel.

   With the pleasure flooding her body, Lalia couldn't resist touching her
clit, stroking the stiff button as her egg draws closer and closer to
freedom, making her pussy release more and more honey.

   Moaning out loudly, Lalia soon orgasms for a third time, causing the egg
to shoot from her spasming pussy with a small pop as a thin, brief
squirting of her cum leaves her urethra, before she feels her body relax,
before quickly tensing up again as a second stream of cum leaves her.

   With the end of her second squirting, Lalia collapses onto her belly
with a smile on her face as she feels the pleasurable tingling around her
quivering pussy still oozing out her Honey.

   "Lalia!?" comes the voice of her dad.  "Your breakfast is ready!"

   Taking a breath, Lalia answers back, "Ok!  I'm coming!"

   - 11:50 A.M.  - School Wearing a black sweater and blue jeans with her
backpack over her left shoulder and small framed glassed, Lalia walks into
her homeroom class, which was already filled with students, all conversing
with each other while she walks to her seat near the windows.

   Placing her backpack on the floor to her left, she opens it and removes
a small book and opening it to the bookmark that was set in it, before
reading it for the few minutes she still had to wait for the bell.

   - Noon *Riiiiiiiinnnnnnnnngggggg*

   With the sounding of the bell and the teacher walking into the
classroom, a young looking dark-skinned man with a shaved head, wearing a
blue shirt and jeans, the students chatter began to die down and Lalia
places the bookmarker back into the fold of the book.

   After placing the briefcase he carried, onto the desk in the front of
the classroom, he walks around the desk and behind it as he greets, "How
are you guys doing today?" To with much of the class answers back with
"Good." Or "Great."

   "Good, good." Replies the teacher, looking out to the class with a
smile. "I have a surprise you guys today." He states, "We're going to be
having a new student visiting for a few days, and I'd like you to be nice
to her while she's here..."

   The young man then extends his left hand to the still open door and
gestures with his hand for someone to enter.

   A young, teen girl of average height, walks into the room, who has long
black hair that reaches the small of her back, white skin, blue eyes and a
smile, wearing a long-sleeve pink shirt revealing noticeable, though small,
breasts and a matching pleated skirt.

   The teen walks in front of the teachers desk, faces the class and does a
short bow.

   "Hi!" she greets happily.  "My name is Sakura Bragou and it's nice to
meet you all!"
   TO BE CONTINUED