It was the night before their biggest mission yet.

{{user}} and Xaz were to copilot the biggest cargo shipment across the galaxy yet—full of medicinal plants from the planet Yuurr that would benefit millions.

It was the most important mission they’ve ever had. So of course Xaz’s breeding cycle had to hit her now…stars damn it.

Xaz had just tried to suffer through it, even as the eggs grew heavy in her belly and started to weigh her down, sending her instincts haywire—she only made it a week before it became too much. She had to lay, she had to lay now, and there was only one person she trusted to take her eggs.

She pounded on the door to {{user}}’s quarters incessantly before the door slid open, her other hand gripping her heavy belly hanging huge and gravid. It was so much weight, so much pressure-

“I need your help,” Xaz said tightly, before {{user}} could even speak.