It was not good to be here, not good to be in this part of the woods, not good to be in this particular part of America, but there was no getting around it and that was how it had to be. She watched him from a distance and she turned to listen to the horrible screams as the man cried and yelled and struggled in the small home on the hillside. It was positioned in a nice valley full of giant dead trees that had not had a green leaf on any of them since before she can remember. She was fifteen now and she had never actually been out of the valley and so when new men came she always wanted to be around them. This one was strong enough to survive the first nine months, and that was saying something because most men her momma captured either died from the pregnancy putting strain on their frail masculine shapes. Now she was old enough to know what they ate, how they reproduced, and how they would have to continue their way of life.

She trotted up the small pathway that lead to her home on the side of the grove of trees that concealed her home from everyone but her and momma. Now she heard the sounds of the man cursing and yelling more clearly then ever as she passed the remains of his nice SUV and the empty backpack of his that was laying on the ground next to it. She had talked with her momma last night while the pregnant man slept, tied to his bunk in his room and gagged she heard why she was so special. “You see child we are born differently then most girls, when you and I might make love to a man we inject him with a small sample of our eggs. We also need to keep hidden from the rest of the world because of how they would treat us, as freaks.” Her momma had allowed her to come up to the house when she heard the screams coming from the man and as she ran she hid her hands behind her back because she knew that those claws scared the man to bits. She stopped when she saw herself in the puddle of water outside the house, her claws shone brightly in the day and when she saw how long and jagged they looked in the reflection. It was no wonder the man from the world was cared of them, the last time she tried to hold him in her arms the claws nearly scrapped his back into pieces and he screamed and cried for days. His screams were ear shattering, Giving Birth to babies must really hurt the poor men that momma brought here, but what would hurt was what came afterwards.

Jane knew how most children ended up, she looked over past the old ruined road to where Momma had set up the grave stones and where those children who would have been her brothers and sisters all ended up. The little rises in the ground as she walked over made her remember the meals, made her remember the wonderful way they tasted and part of her longed for the child getter ready to come out of this man to die as well. She walked into the smelly shack that made her feel at home and saw the man who’s face was wet with a thousand tears that had been shed in the process of childbirth. “Oh fuck not again, not another pain” then he shook as he yelled “Something is coming owe! Oh that hurts more then anything in the world, holy fuckin shit!”

Momma put her hand over his face and let her long claws scrap the sides of his pretty face and she smiled and said “Now there aint no need for all that fuss, after all there’s a child in the room and you should pay her respect.”

Jane walked over and when she saw his regular old drab nails she realized how different she was. He was gritting his teeth in anguish beyond his mind and he yelled blood curdling yelps into the air. Jane tried her best and placed her hand on his arm. “I don’t blame you for talking bad to me Ryan you are in a lot of pain aren’t you? It must hurt to push out another baby,” Jane watched with sympathetic eyes as he yelped and she saw her hands dig unintentionally into his skin as she gripped him. “It will be ok Ryan you have to hold on and be strong so you can give birth to my babies!”

“Oh God no, please let me die now, please for the love of mercy” Momma was telling her how she would not be able to produce children anymore, and women needed to be strong so they could have lots of kids. She knew what her responsibilities were to her kind and now the only one she had was to make babies with this man and make him grow them in his belly. She knew a woman had to force a man to give birth, that was the only way her and Momma had been able to survive. Survival was all she cared about and she knew that over half the children that would emerge from this man would either be dead on birth or die soon after, but one might live.

“You don’t have to beg for Mercy, this is what you were made for, just a thing to push out babies Ryan, and even though in your world women are different you need to hold on.”   Jane liked this man, in her life she had seen three other men who each gave birth about ten times and never once did any child survive. Momma had told her that the survival rate of their children was low and what mattered was the natural ability of a child to care for itself. Jane wanted to keep the man around to birth her children and so she was sweet and kind, even as he swore at her.

Now Jane saw Momma standing right between his legs and she blushed when Jane saw his rock hard dick bulging with pain. She knew that next time she would have to make love to that, and she heard him crying to himself as she said “Don’t worry Ryan honey, I saw Momma make love to you, I know how you like it.” Then the real pain started as he began begging to be killed by the birth and she saw her Momma ask for her help in holding his legs apart and she saw her Momma hold her long seven inch claws high in the gleaming sunlight that was filtering into their stench filled shack.

“The baby is opening him up but we need to cut him open and pull the child out” Momma reached down and Jane could see blood streaming from the asshole of the man and she heard him crying for his Momma. It made her wonder if what she was doing was right, putting another person like him through all this pain and then Momma pushed her long knife like finger nails into him and began cutting him open making Jane cover her ears with his glass splitting yelps. His hands were tied to the bed so he could not move and he thrashed about violently as Momma dug into him and then finally Jane smiled and saw the head of the moving infant inside him.

Ryan felt more tortured then any creature in existence, it had not meant to be like this, but it had, and it was all his fault for answering her personal add on yahoo. It had been a long drive here from the city and when his SUV had hit the bumpy southern road he began to feel uneasy about meeting her this far away from normal life just for a sexual romp in the woods. Now he was paying for it was he felt his hole being cut open by those claws that sliced the tires of his SUV and stranded him here and he tried not to yell. He saw the girl Jane looking at his naked body with the fascinated eyes of a girl who had just become interested in the more important aspects of the male physique. Here it came he wanted to do nothing except push and so he bore down and yelled louder then ever in the hopes that someone would hear him and jump to his aid. He knew that would never happen, Karen had chosen this spot to base herself in for the isolation, so she would not be hunted down like all the other members of her kind. She had explained the gruesome details of the evolutionary track her ancestors took and it made him want to vomit but he bore down and looked at pretty little Jane with her long claws like her mother and wondered if his life would be any better when Momma died.

Jane saw the head pushing out, like he was blowing a bubble with his bottom and she held onto his legs and slowly tapped his skin with her long claws smiling up at him. Jane knew what was coming, she knew the price that Momma was about to pay for being allowed to live here and she knew that from now on survival would be up to her, and her alone. She held the hole open and her hands became sticky wet with afterbirth stuff as the baby fell out, its claws cutting his insides like her Momma’s would of, and then the thing fell onto the table. Healthy for the most part and after the birth the man fell back onto the table winning and crying to be killed. Momma cut the umbilical cord with her nails and began eating it once she held it in her hand. The baby was alive and moving and Momma said “You need to take your little baby out to the caves, out to the safe place just like we practiced and then come back for Ryan ok?”

Jane told her it was ok and she ran out, but as she ran holding the bloody newborn and cleaning him off she saw people moving down through the woods and trees. Tears began to filter into her eyes as she realized Momma was about to die and when she reached the cool sanctity of the cave she sat there and waited for Ryan to come to her. “I hope those men kill Momma easily and she dies without too much pain.” Jane said to her baby that was now sleeping comfortably.

Ryan looked up at Karen, beside the window he could see the old computer that she used to log onto the internet, to draw him here in the hopes of a sexual encounter, and beyond that in the window he could see men walking with guns. “You are a dead fucking woman now Karen, when they get here and see what you have done to me and all those other men get here and that little freak of yours is as good as dead too.”

The woman Karen also known as Momma had taken her long nails that evolution had granted her to use as claws and pleased the tip of one right between his two huge balls hanging from his dick. “You are going to go with my daughter Jane, and you are going to stay with her until you either die in childbirth or you die of something else. Now leave here Ryan,” he shook his head in defiance, “Ok then” Karen pushed her nail through the bed and felt blood gushing out of his sack then she dragged her nail down the center until the thin skin holding his testicles in broke. Blood poured out followed by  two orbs that Karen assumed were his balls, she saw him pass out from the pain and used her last few moments of life to bandage him up. She heard the door beginning to open and she yelled at the men “I have half an hour until noon, can you please allow me to carry something to my daughter?” They allowed her, Karen wrapped Ryan up in a large sleeping bag that he brought with him nine months ago and walked out behind her shack that had since been surrounded in the front by men from the nearby village. These were men who had been willing to keep her secret and her family’s secret for almost forty years, but now it was the end for her and she would sacrifice herself to them.

Ryan was not awake when he was dropped off at the small grove of trees  that was between the shack and the cave, but Jane was there. She kissed her Momma good bye and promised to keep the family going in the way that she had. Jane then hid with the bag that concealed Ryan and she watched as her Momma walked out to do the bravest thing ever. “Come on out Miss Karen, you promised my pa you would be here today to accept your execution by our family. We made a deal with you that we would care for you now this nullifies our contract. We hereby execute you for the murder of five men through the process of excess childbirth, we watched every one and since you stayed away from our family for this time we will leave your youngin alone.” Karen walked out, she stood in the sunlight and held her hands and arms out until her long seven inch claws gleamed with blood in the sunlight and her teeth seemed to sparkle with the crimson drink as well. She had been eating the dead babies that the men birthed to keep herself alive, she and Jane who would keep up this tradition. “Fire” came the order from the leader of the men who were normal and good and just, then the bullets pierced her skin and broke her claws to bits.

The men moved on to burn the old shack as Karen fell dead to the ground, but a smile came across her face as she watched her daughter Jane drag Ryan back off to their secret cave. It would never be over as long as one of them survived, and survival was all that mattered to Karen as she gave up and went into the darkness of death.