DNA Valkyrie - Chapter 44: Birthright

CHAPTER 44: BIRTHRIGHT

The private investigator had to go through special cares so the rest of the crew wouldn’t lose her in the next hours. Giving birth to six eggs during the conclusion of her pregnancy was something extremely dangerous for all women. Especially for Human females. Luckily for her, she now had a foot into the Urzax hybrid species which definitely was something that could save her.

When she opened her eyes again, Gerald, Sebastian, and Quentin stood all around her. Cynthia was now lying down again on the same moveable bed that she accidentally fell off of earlier. The young detective’s eyes were only half-opened but she could still clearly see that everyone was staring at her.

“Are the eggs okay?” She whispered to them.

“Well…” Sebastian made a pathetic attempt at telling her the truth. He wasn’t able to as she quickly interrupted him.

“Well, what? What’s going on? Are my eggs alright?”

“They are! They are. But we have a different problem,” Gerald admitted.

“A problem with what? What kind of problem?” She answered.

“A problem concerning you…” Quentin said.

“As you are already aware, you spent a considerable amount of time separated from the prototype. From the fossil brassiere. Ever since our recent operation at The Count’s castle until now… This should have never happened…” Gerald recapped.

“I know. I’m well are. I had no intention to remain separated from it for so long but I had freaking had no other choice. After we failed, if I immediately ran back here, they would have probably followed me here at the mansion much sooner.”

“In the end, they still came for us. Whatever you did didn’t change that,” the butler pointed out.

“I tried my best to give you time… I even called you guys multiple times but no one ever picked up…” Cynthia said.

“Alright. Calm down. Both of you. We cut our lines. Ceased all communications as soon as the mission failed. We didn’t want to run the risk that anything could be traced. As much as for you and us here. In retrospective, shit hit the fan in the end whatever we were hoping for it or not. That no longer matters now. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for coming to our aid as we were in a very difficult position. But let’s get to what truly matters now… I examined you again as you were unconscious shortly after you gave birth… And I’m afraid to say that having missed the brassiere for so long place your body into a dangerous position. Wearing the prototype allowed you to fully remain Human. Not wearing it for this long brought you a lot closer to the Saurius species. Your DNA quickly shifting from one species to another. Luckily, we were able to neutralize some of those drastic species changes with the help of different treatments and of a replacement. I’m terribly saddened to tell you that for the time being, you are no longer Human. But you haven’t become a Saurius either. You are somewhere in between. You’re for the moment a Urzax hybrid. Thanks to the replacement, you appear to be stable.” Gerald gently explained to her.

After this immense load of serious information, Cynthia took some time to think. She breathed. Closed her eyes. Inhaled. Exhaled. A long, awkward beat.

“What is this so-called replacement you keep talking about?” She asked, finally breaking the uncomfortable silence.

“Whenever you’re ready… Please take a look under the blanket…” Gerald answered. Being the eccentric and hyper woman she was, Cynthia simply didn’t wait to be ready. Almost as soon as Gerald told her to look underneath the blanket that covered her body, she grabbed it and tossed it over – revealing her body. She was basically entirely naked except that she had her new replacement keeping her stable.

A different fossil brassiere she had never seen before covered her tits. Due to the generous size of her breasts, the brassiere mostly only hid her large nipples. Upon first look, this replacement was even smaller than the prototype Cynthia wore in the past, already giving her a skimpier appearance. Size aside, this new brassiere was also much different than the other one. Instead, to be made of some kind of fossilized rock-like material, this one was constructed of a weird biological tissue. As strange as it was to admit, it was made of living material. It occasionally moved. Twitched. The biological brassiere always pretty much stayed in place on her chest but vibrated at different, spread out time rates. The sides of the bra looked like pointy fingers coming up near her armpits. The brassiere itself was of a night blue metallic colour.

Her big tits softly bounced up and down as she threw the blanket away.

She quickly noticed that her thick nipples were connected into two holes from inside of the bra. Perfectly fitting. Much like the old prototype.

“A different one? This one’s blue…” She said.

“Yes… With the concept of salvaging the original prototype pretty much being impossible, we moved forward on the development of a new model.” Gerald explained some more.

“So, I’ll have to wear this one for now one…” She said just before jumping out of bed, quickly making her way between the three men that gathered around her. She escaped them and rushed herself to the far away table that had the six eggs on. She wanted to make sure they were okay. Upon arriving at the table, she discovered that they all seemed to be fine. A powerful, heating lamp kept them warm.

“Cynthia, you’re still recovering, you shouldn’t be jumping out of bed like this!” Quentin told her as the three men ran to her. Meanwhile, soon after seeing that the eggs were okay, Cynthia felt a strong pain coming from her belly and suddenly crashed to the cold floor.

“Huh…” She grunted in pain. Holding her wounded belly with both of her hands.

“Are you alright?” Sebastian asked as he softly caressed her back.

“I’m fine…” She said but kept grunting at the same time. She was visibly in a great deal of pain.

“Combine the recent birth of your six eggs and this slow but painful metamorphosis of your body from Human to Urzax, this is simply too much for you,” Gerald said.

“What should we do?” She asked.

“To every great problem, comes its solution. Come with us. We’ll take you to The Brine,” the old man proposed.

***

About fifteen minutes later, the three men took Cynthia to one of the many, secret areas of the lab inside La Jouissance. Two large doors slowly opened them as she was taken inside. Quentin held most of her back with her arms. Sebastian lifted her long legs while Gerald couldn’t do much. The old Saurius man tried helping carry her but ultimately didn’t contribute that much in the end. Inside, the room was a warm chamber. Seventy-five percent of the floor was submerged in a strange white-ish liquid. The room was some sort of hot springs. An entirely artificial one.

“What is this place anyway?” Quentin asked, just as impressed with this room as Cynthia was. The three men delicately placed the private investigator down on the floor near the water area of the room.

“This is a bath of calx mixture. Calx is an important nutrient for pregnant women or women who have recently given birth. Please go in there, Cynthia and this is gonna ease some of the pain you’re feeling. It will also help get you in much better shape on a long run,” Gerald explained.

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Cynthia answered as she dove into the warm fountain of liquid vitamins. She, of course, didn’t have anything to remove before getting in there. She was already pretty much naked. She kept the new brassiere on.

“And don’t worry about getting prototype number two wet. It can perfectly go underwater,” Sebastian yelled out to her, trying to let her know that getting the bra wet was okay. In the case that she couldn’t get it wet, it would have been a little too wet. Her entire body was already completely under the calx as the butler spoke to her about this topic. Cynthia swam in the hot springs as the three men watched. Roughly five minutes after being done swimming in it, she sat on a warm rock that stuck out of the calx at the center of the fountain. The rock revealed itself to be extraordinarily comfortable. She relaxed on there as she kept her legs under the dense liquid, up to her knees.

“How is it?” Quentin asked her.

“This is kind of weird… It feels like I’m swimming in milk… Or… Something even stranger than that…”

“What do you mean?” Quentin wanted more explanation regarding the feeling she was getting from the hot springs.

“... Never mind… It’s… Kind of great… I feel a lot more relaxed. I’m no longer feeling any pain. Is it okay if I remove the bra for only a minute or two while I’m in here?” She obviously asked this question to Gerald who seemed to be knowing a ton of things about this chamber.

“Our new prototype has been installed on your chest for a few hours now, it should be fine for you to momentarily remove it if you really want to as you’re purging your body. But only for a few minutes. You’re still pretty unstable,” Gerald told her.

“Got you…” And she immediately removed the brassiere. She pulled both of her nipples from the two sockets from within the interior of the prototype. Removing them one by one. It felt like she was pulling cow teats out of working and powerful vacuum. She then placed it down on the rock next to her. She opened her arms intensely wide, directly letting the three men on the shore of the hot spring see her naked breasts once more. All of them watched. It has been a little while since they saw her chest in this state. At least five hours. They observed with their eyes wide opened and their members quickly growing in size. Erections in motion.

“What do you think we should do with the eggs?” Cynthia asked the group as she maintained her eyes completely shut. Enjoying the deeply relaxing ambience of this chamber.

“What do you want for them?” Sebastian replied to her.

“Um… I think I know what would be best actually…”

***

La Jouissance hovered incredibly high in the sky. The flying mansion-aircraft stopped just above a specific building in the downtown of the city of Ecstasy. The boys dropped Cynthia off to go take care of some important business down there. With her semi-stealthy movements and her full Blue Heart costume (including the phantom thief type of mask), she silently made her way into the building. She entered through an opened window and brought her six eggs to one of the rooms that kept ‘unwanted’ eggs.

This place was an adoption center for Urzax and Saurius children.

For newborns that are still inside their eggs.

Typically, parents with unwanted kids needed to get to the registry of the center and to sign a bunch of papers to even be allowed to give out the newborns to the system. Which was completely understandable. But Cynthia had no time to waste. She secretly infiltrated a vault where a lot of other eggs were getting warmed and found a spot for hers.

It breaks my heart to do that but I have no choice… They’re much safer here than with us back in the mansion… She thought as she looked one last time at them just before leaving.

***

Minutes later, back inside La Jouissance, Cynthia was greeted by Sebastian when she got back into the mansion.

“So, how was it? Is everything okay? Did anyone see you?”

“Calm down. No one saw me,” she said just before removing her mask. “It was easy.” She then sat down on the side of a computer panel (she made sure not to actually sit down any button). She rested a little as she randomly felt something ‘spiky’ from the interior of her right boot. Something slightly hurt her inside of her boot. She slid her hand down inside of her boot and searched what was wrong in there. She eventually found it. She took it out. It was an old picture. A photograph of her with her Mother. The one she found some time ago in her messy, trashed apartment. Apartment trashed by Richard and his men. Cynthia forgot all about it. She had completely forgotten that she kept this picture and placed it away inside of her boot. She honestly thought she had lost it. She closely watched it. Gave the picture all her attention. Seeing it again deeply comforted her.

“Who’s that?” Sebastian asked as he saw the picture she held in her hand.

“No one…”

“Um… Okay, then… So, what’s next, Cynthia? You seemed to have multiple stops in mind earlier…”

“Yes… Yes! That’s right. We need to get to my old office. I had almost forgotten. Almost…”