She smiled. "Oh nothing..~" she said. "Just something to help me through this month..~" she said. Inside the box, he could see as she opened it, was a large toy, with a hollow center and a pump that would simulate oviposition.
The end of the second week crawled by, and the middle of the third week felt like a month. Her scent was sunk deep into the fabrics of the bed. That toy had been earning it's keep.
One day, during the final week, she forgot to close the door all the way when she was using her new toy. It wasn't out of malice, but it did not help him in the slightest.
She was stuffing herself with fake eggs and screeching, her second pair of arms manipulating the toy as her first pair was occupied gripping the sheets.
He could see the fake eggs stretching the toy and popping into her, he could see how wet she was, hell he could smell how wet she was. She popped the toy out of her and let the eggs pop out slowly. She hadn't even cum yet, she just wanted the sensation of being stuffed.
He shoved the door open roughly and moved over to her, mandibles flexing and twitching as he quickly cleaned up the fake eggs to make room for his massive frame.