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   The Popular Girl



   Chapter 1

   By: Anime Lover



   (ANIME) LOLI, EYE-LAYING
















Disclaimer: None Needed
A young girl, no older than fourteen or fifteen, walks through her
school's many hallways to her class.  A large number of students also
occupied the hall, there was still about 7 minutes left before classes
started.  As she walked the walls, her short blonde hair bouncing with each
step, her loose yellow T- shirt and blue pleated skirt fluttering in the
small breeze of her walk, many students, both boys and girl's greeted her

with smiles and frequent `Hi's' and `Hey's'.

   There was no doubt about it, this girl was popular, very popular,
however, her popularity wasn't by any normal means; She was not the
prettiest girl, if it was looks people wanted, there were many other girl's
who would better fit that category, she didn't, `get around', as many girls
her age had done, she was still pure in that regard, technically anyway;
Height?  Maybe, her growing seemed to slow to a halt, it was quite possible
she was the shortest girl in school, most people like smaller girls.

   Smiling and blushing from the greetings, she walks into her homeroom,
where she was meet with a few more hello's and hi's from the few classmates
that also decided to wait in the room for class to start.  She headed to
her seat, placed her backpack to the right of her desk and sat down, with a
barely audible squish...

   This girl was popular for one reason, one reason that caused her to go
from invisible in the sea of students, to the most popular girl in school,
even after a years time...

   "Hi!  My name is Sara Forbes.  I'm a fourteen year old girl who lives in
Los Angeles, California.  My friends nicknamed me Sakura though cause I
love cherry blossoms, It was weird to me at first being an American and
having a Japanese nickname, but I've gotten used to it.  You probably think
I have tons of friends huh, judging by all the attention I got walking down
the hall and walking into me homeroom.  Truth is, Although I'm insanely and
embarrassingly popular, I don't have nearly that many friends.  Many of the
friends I have were my friends before my change which thrusted me into my
popularity.  By now your probably eager to learn why I'm so popular huh? 
Ok then, I'll come clean..."

   "I can lay eggs.  Don't laugh!  It's true!  It's been a year, so I've
become used to it now.  But I know what your thinking; a girl that can
produce regular eggs, so what?  Why would that make me popular, right?  But
my eggs aren't your regular, run of the mill eggs, their worth money! 
Lot's and lot's of money!  What comes out of me is more like egg-shaped
jewels!  Sometimes the eggs are one solid material, like gold or silver,
but many times, their decorated in various other diamonds and rubies.  My
eggs vary in sizes too, usually their about the size of normal eggs, those
are pretty easy to pass and often times are more than one at a time, but
I've produced eggs the size of large pears before and those are a bit more
difficult to get out; Hey, I'm a small girl, my vagina isn't that big."

   "Thing is, when I first started to produce the eggs, the first time was
a bloody and painful mess because I still had my hymen, but I was so
freaked by it, I hurriedly cleaned myself, I was in the bathroom at the
time, and left the one small egg I had produce on the floor and returned to
my class, confused at what happened.  After the event, I layed eggs a few
more times, I was lucky enough to hide it from anyone, only leaving the
eggs behind for some student to come across, but obviously, my secret got
out, and the way it happened was very, very embarrassing, it was the first
time I had produced a larger egg and it happened DURING class, everyone was
alerted by my gasping and groaning.  I tried to run away, but I couldn't
get very far, before the pain and pressure pinned me to the floor on my
hands and knees, needless to say, the entire class was shocked as the
weight of the egg pulled my panties from my waist and to the floor for all
to see what I had produced and my most private of places."

   "Needless to say, a meeting followed soon after the public display and I
was forced to explain what little I knew about the eggs.  What followed
after was a long string of embarrassing tests and exams.  Which is where I
learned that I had an abnormality in my uterus, for some reason, my
`normal' eggs, the ones that need sperm, had some kind of mutation that
instead of coming out with a bunch of blood, would crystalize, then be
forced out by my uterus then travel down my vagaina.  There was only three
other cases of my condition in the world, and there wasn't even a name for
it.  There were two downsides of this condition though, but I only know
one, my parents won't tell me the other, the only downside I know of is
that I'll never be able to get pregnant, Not that much of downside though.
I also learned the eggs I had been producing where VERY valuable, so
valuable in fact that, both my mom and dad fainted on the spot at hearing
just one of the eggs, I had produced more, estimated price."

   "By now, your probably tired of me simply talking with little detail
about my various egg-laying.  Although there are a few more small details I
haven't covered yet, buuuut, you probably have things to do huh?  So, which
story should I tell first?  There's so many... hmm... oh, I got it, why not
start from the beginning?  I could fill in the small details along the
way..."

   The school bell rung and as students rushed into the classroom, Sara,
instead of getting out her stuff to prepare for the school day, had her
head cradled in her arms on her desk sleeping, she may have been popular,
but Sara was still somewhat of a slacker...

   -A year ago-Bell ringing"Oh no!  I'm late!" states Sara panicked as she
rushed through the halls.

   The thirteen year old Sara wore a navy blue T-shirt and matching skirt,
her backpack slung over her left shoulder, bouncing up and down as she
raced down the hallway, her comfortably worn sneakers making repeated
thumping sounds on the tiled floor.

   With a dramatic slide, Sara stopped at the open door of her homeroom,
her breathing coming fast.  The entire class, including the teacher had
there eyes on her.

   "That's number two Ms.  Forbes." warns the teacher.

   "I know, I'm sorry." quickly replies Sara walking into the room and
heading to her seat.  "It won't happen again."

   "Yeah, we'll believe that when we see it Ms.  Forbes." comments the
teacher.

   Sara sat down in her seat with a sigh before pulling out the necessary
books from her backpack.  Though, the young girl may as well had pulled a
pillow from her backpack as just fifteen minutes later, her head rested on
the open book, sleeping...

   A bell ringing awakened the young girl with a start, quickly lifting her
head off the open book but a sudden ripping sound brought her out of her
drowsiness as she immediately knew what ripped.

   "Not again..." she whines, raising her hands up to her face and peeling
off the nearly completely rip page of her book.

   "Your somethin' else, ya know that?" can another girl's voice to Sara's
right.

   Another blonde, though her hair was considerably longer than Sara's, she
wore a rather snug yellow shirt, proudly revealing her start of chest
development and form fitting jeans.

   "Huh?" asks Sara looking to her friend, before noticing the students
heading out of the room.  "Oh no!  I slept through class again!"

   "Honestly..." comments the other girl shacking her head.  "How does
someone so lazy and forgetful manage to even pass, let along do it with a
`B+' average?"

   "Why does this keep happening to me!?" whines Sara dropping her head
back down to the open book.

   "Why were you late to class `this' time?" asks the friend, before
sitting in the seat behind her, and beside Sara.

   "Well part of the blame is yours Becki!" states Sara quickly raising her
head looking at the other girl with mild anger, "Why didn't you call me!?"

   "It's `my' fault!?" asks Becki shocked.  "You're not supposed to be
relying on me to call to wake you up, besides, I was running late, so I
didn't have time call.  You should've had plenty of time anyway, something
else must've happened."

   "Well I had a little stomach ache, I think, that's what slowed me down."

   "You think?  What do you mean you think you had a stomach ache, you
ether did or didn't."

   "Well, it didn't really feel like a stomach ache, but it was in that
area..." replies Sara placing her right hand on her abdomen, not her belly.

   "Well what did it feel like?  It was probably just gas, you should just
let it out instead of holding it in all day."

   Sara blushed at her friends statement.

   "It felt kinda like at cramp."

   "A cramp huh?"

   A few moments after Becki's comment, Sara gasps and leans forward.

   "Ah!  It's happening again!"

   "I bet it's just gas." states Becki smiling, "This is a sign from your
body, telling you to let it out."

   Sara knew what ever behind the cramp in her abdomen wasn't gas, it
almost felt... solid, then a shift and Sara bolted upright with a gasp. 
"Something's coming!" she commented and hurried out off her seat and rushed
to the door.

   "Just let it out Sara." calls Becki giggling, "You'll feel better."

   Sara rushed though the hallways, gaining puzzled looks by other
students, as she felt a growing pain deep in her abdomen.  It didn't feel
like poop, the location of the pain was wrong if that was the case; pee
maybe?  No what ever was deep inside her wasn't in her bladder, no, not the
bladder, but some other place inside her; and that place, whatever it was,
was in pain, a foreign, alien pain.

   Sara burst into the bathroom, shocking many of the young girls currently
occupying it.

   "Hey, are you ok?" asks one.

   The girl's had good reason to be concerned, from both her rush and her
perceived illness, Sara was sweating heavily, groaning and panting with her
hands pressed on her abdomen.  Sara ignored the girls and rushed to the
stalls, finding the very first one empty and entering it and quickly
closing the door, locking it; before the sharpest pain yet hit her, causing
her to cry out and drop to her knees.

   Something was stretching within her, near her private place, her pussy,
something was in there, and that something clearly wanted out.  With this
kind of pain, Sara quickly decided not to fight it, what ever was in her,
was being pushed out by her body.

   Swallowing once, Sara submitted to her body with a sigh, forcing herself
to relax despite the pain.

   Then, something surprising happened, When Sara stopped resisting, the
pain nearly immediately stopped, she could still feel a stretching deep
within her, but it came with no pain, although it was not at all
comfortable.

   A knock then came on the door.

   "Are you ok?" asks a girl.

   "Y-Yeah... I'm fine now." answers Sara, sitting on the floor and leaning
against the stall door.

   "Ok." replies the girl.

   Sara then heard a number of footsteps signaling the girl's leaving the
bathroom, she was alone now.  Whatever was in her, it was moving, slowly,
and steadily.  It was smooth and now that Sara wasn't fighting it, despite
the discomfort, where was a twinge of pleasure, a small amount, but
pleasure none-the-less.  Sara chanced a smile, hoping that her body
wouldn't be mean an throw a wrench in the process.

   Then, with a quick gasp and flinch, she felt the mystery object drop
into her vagina, where she felt her vaginal muscles undulate on their own,
pushing the object down the small tunnel.

   From feeling the object reach her vagina, Sara released a deep sigh of
relief and sat back, leaning against the toilet behind her.

   "Finally, it's over."

   Unfortunately for Sara, it wasn't over, not just yet, there was soon to
be a problem, the object in her wanted out, but Sara was still a virgin,
thus had an intact hymen...

   "Huh?" comments Sara as she felt a pressure against her private place,
looking down at her crotch, covered by her skirt.

   Sara calmly got to her feet and only then did she notice the crotch of
her panties were absolutely sopping wet in a thick fluid.  Sara may have
been a virgin, but she wasn't a stranger to the wonderful feelings her body
could give her, but this wetness was...

   "... Different, it feels a lot thicker than usual..."

   Sara removes her skirt, pushing it down her waist to the floor and
stepping out of it and looking down at her panties and gasps at the sight
of them.

   The crotch was completely and utterly soaked in a somewhat clear, thick,
but runny fluid, that had made a mess of her inner thighs and even oozes
through the fabric of her panties to the floor.

   "What the heck!?  Gasps Sara, before lowering her right hand to her
crotch and swipping her index and middle finger over her crotch, causing
her to gasp as a pretty strong surge of pleasure flooded her body, nearly
dropping her to her knees once again as her legs shook from the surprise.
Though Sara recovered quickly and raised her hand up to her face and rubs
her fingers together with her thumb.  "It's way stickier and thicker than
before..."

   Sara didn't have much time to examine her juices before once mild
pressure against her pussy suddenly increased to a mild pain, causing her
to groan before sending both of her hands to her crotch.

   Though, the moment she pressed her hands on her pussy, a loud squishing
sound occurred and within moments, her hands were covered in her juices,
though Sara hardly noticed this, from placing her hands against her crotch,
she send a massive surge of pleasure through her small body, immediately
triggering an orgasm as she gasped out and collapsed to the floor.

   This orgasm was the strongest she's experienced yet as her whole body
was taken by uncontrollable spasms, her new thick, runny juices increasing
drastically, it would've pooled on the floor if Sara's body wasn't so
active convulsing.

   When the massive orgasm finally passed, Sara was laying on her left side
exhausted, she could feel it, it was no longer her inner thighs that were a
mess, from her waste to her knees, were covered, in the sticky mess, the
rest of her panties hadn't escaped the mess ether.

   Her mind was clouded in the post-orgasm bliss, nearly forgetting about
why she was in this situation as her hands traveled under her panties, her
fingers encountered the warm sea of her juices as her left hand teased her
erect clit and her right hand explored her labia, a finger slipped between
them and encountered her hymen, but there was something odd, she felt
something behind the thin fleshy wall, something solid.

   In her drugged-like state, the solution was simple, she pressed in...
but nothing, her vagina was still trying, and succeeding, though slowly; to
push the mystery object through her hymen, which was the cause of the
pressure and pain, though the latter hadn't began registering yet again in
her head.

   Sara decided to pause her toying with herself and remove her panties;
sitting up against the left wall of the stall, she moved her panties down
to her knees before the signal of pain reached her brain again and snapped
her out of her high.

   "Ooow!" wailed Sara quickly closing her legs together and tensing up,
resulting in added pressure again her straining hymen, thus more pain,
leading to more tensing, until the thin wall could take no more and Sara
felt herself split open and the pressure was finally relived, not before a
last shot of pain hit her.

   The ordeal was finally over, Sara's hands dropped to her sides, her
panties fell down to her ankles, allowing her legs to separate and fall
limply to the floor, her legs forming a square.

   Although her pussy still ached, Sara smiles with relief, before looking
down and getting another shock, resting against her messy, and not to
mention, bloody labia, was a single, normal sized egg, but it wasn't a
normal egg, it was a solid silver color.  Though, coupled with the slowly
growing pool of blood, from her vagina, this was a little more than Sara
could handle and gasped in shock and tried getting to her feet, slipping on
her juices and as a result, kicked the egg from her stall, under the door.
Though with her panties around her ankles, getting to her feet didn't
happen.

   But with the egg out of her sight, Sara was able to calm down enough to
realize the mess...

   "I'm a mess!" whines Sara looking at her legs.

   *bell ringing*

   "Oh no!  " gasps Sara.  "I'm late for second hour!"

   Sara the hurried to her feet, using the roll of toilet paper to her
right to do her best to clean herself.  No matter how much she tried to
clean her panties though, there was no saving them, Sara decided,
reluctantly, that they would need to be thrown away.  Fortunately, her
skirt has gotten away with just the bottom edges getting wet.  Her legs
from the knees up now had a mild shine, but she'd have to deal with it.

   Once her shoes were cleaned, Sara flushed the numerous wades of toilet
paper, grabs her ruined panties in her left hand and unlocked the stall
door.

   But gasps as she saw the egg she had produced, resting between her and
the sinks.  Sara was actually scared of the thing and slowly side -stepped
her way to the door and trash can.

   Once at the door, Sara raises her left hand to throw away her panties
but paused.

   "They may be ruined, but, having them on would be better than
nothing..."

   With that, the damp underwear returned to her waist and with one last
gaze to the lone, unusual egg in the middle of the bathroom, Sara opened
the door and walked out, hoping, that what happened, was just a one-time
freak event...
   END