Arila, a father?

"Haha!" Gustav celebrated, as the vile opposition backed away.

From all the things which he expected out of this journey, such a gruesome and surely awesome battle, didn't run across his thoughts to the slightest.

The amount of bravery necessary to do so was absolutely insane. Gustav still couldn't believe that he did it, but there were layers of blood spread across his fur which confirmed this bravery!

"I don't like the name 'monster', it sounds close-minded… but that sure was a monster, it can't be a shape-shifted human." He muttered, and walked deeper towards the pool.

There was no greater feeling than seeing a presumably unbeatable opponent, back away in fear! He would love to keep its blood on his fur for a while, but the stench was too tough for his sensitive, three foot long mammoth snout.

Gustav grinned through every splash though, as the aftermath of battle felt more rewarding rather than accelerating. He hadn't fought an intense battle in a while, so it felt tremendous to dip in the waters now just to mix it with the enemy's blood!

"I am a mammoth, so it's time for things to go my way. Fuck these monsters, and fuck them aliens too! All of their fancy stuff will never be able to piss on my bloodline." He thought, just after he got clean enough.

While he walked out of the waters, he felt manly for once after a very long time! It was in his nature to be excessively brave, as these pre-medieval conditions encouraged it.

The unbearable pain he suffered for months until a few days ago, tainted such drastic bravery. Cancers of any type weren't easy to handle, and it was especially difficult to endure a few of them all at once!

Trauma got the best out of him for a while, so he had been overly cautious and paranoid, for survival's sake. Today was a hell of a step forward, and not just for bravery's sake; But for emotional balance as well.

To encourage such healing even more, he had gathered up an armful of the roots he had sliced. Unsurprisingly, they were very meaty.

"Hehe, disgusting but it'll do." Gustav said.

He walked down the near-by tunnel with them, and met the rest of the team about fifty meters away. Even the demons seemed worried, so they screeched in celebration when their unique father returned.

He tossed the blood-roots towards them, and chanted. "Hungry? Eat up, haha!"

Food was important, but they made sure to cuddle their father for a few seconds, before diving in those fifty or so pounds of meat. Their metabolism was amazing, as their whole bodies adapted towards consuming any bit of food; They didn't get full, but just got bigger.

Gustav was amazed by them, and pondered their features for a few minutes while they munched on the enemy's remains. He was yet to figure out why they knew an alien language, which was the most baffling thing.

The terranidan language surely required a lot of effort to learn it, and yet they spoke it with ease. Things didn't add up, but he guessed that these demonic crawlers were experimented on, while in that spaceship.

Anyway, he couldn't do much about the past, and started focusing on the present instead.

Arila was beside him, so he decided to taunt this woman a bit. "Sorry that my kids are eating your toys there, I planned to stuff one of them in you."

"Is that supposed to be a threat? I kept you up all night before, remember? You couldn't make me tap out, so why would these gross things have a chance?" She bit back.

"You may be right there," He answered, and simply hugged the other with one of his large, hairy arms.

They couldn't enjoy this moment for too long, however. A sudden spike of pain on his belly's left side, forced him to topple forwards!

"Oh… not now!" He pleaded.

That recent battle was surely legendary, but it worked his body up a bit too much from the looks of it. This was problematic, because when he crouched forward, Arila went down along with him!

"What's wrong?" She frantically asked, and tried to muscle her way towards some balance, but suffered a bruised shoulder.

Still, Arila didn't consider it as a huge problem, and insisted. "Gussy! Are you hurt? Show me where it hurts!"

"Everywhere…" Gustav whispered, and felt how those butt-cheeks of his, suddenly started widening up as if he was about to take the biggest dunk ever.

The pain made him twitch and shiver. While all at the same time, he could feel how every inch of his big colon was literally inflamed!

Every movement made him grunt, but suddenly the suffering man started feeling a sense of relief as well.

"Oh," Gustav sighed.

"Gussy…" Arila spoke out, and stared at the other's butt-cheeks.

This sensation of relief spiked up for the better in a short time. He even got rid of portions of pain across the belly, that he hadn't even acknowledged until now!

Meanwhile, the lady saw how one item after the other, popped out of Gustav's rectum. She was horrified, but also understood why this mammoth considered those demonic moles, as his actual children.

The man in question finally got the chance to sit up, and peek at the result. He already guessed that a bunch of eggs had popped out, and as expected, each of them were a foot tall!

"So that's what I've been lugging around," He joked, and felt sure that this was the last of them stuck up there.

Arila finally snapped back to her senses at least partially, and tried to be calm as she emphasized. "Gussy, can you be honest with me about something?"

"I can explain," he added.

Without a warning, she asked. "Are you a girl? This is kinda weird."

"I'm not a girl, but my body is pretty weird. Actually that's why those sky people wanted me dead, dunno how much I explained that." Gustav answered somewhat honestly.

There was no harm in telling a portion of the truth. This lady and her village featured a species of rhinos, so they weren't surprised if another species was any weirder. The village even acknowledged that these caves and tunnels carried 'demons', but yet they were somewhat unbothered.

This didn't necessarily mean that they wouldn't be very confused, in the face of abrupt uncertainty.

While they looked at the four, bloody-red eggs, Arila asked. "Okay, so another important question. Am I the father now or what?"

It was a very important question, and Gustav didn't quite know how to answer it. Until a couple of days ago, he had been a virgin so it meant that the first set of eggs he had laid, weren't fertilized by a sexual partner.

The best way to determine Arila's association to these eggs, was to wait for them to hatch.