It is a quiet Wednesday night in the Palace of the Earth Spirits.  Everyone seems to be sleeping soundly after a satisfying day at work.  Everyone, that is, except poor Okuu.  Even as she tosses and turns, her eyes show that she is deep asleep.  But what could she be dreaming about that's causing her such distress?
	In her dream, she is sitting in the middle of the kitchen, pain obvious on her face.  Her skirt is hiked up quite far, and her panties are discarded in a corner, as if they had been hastily removed.  Her moans fill the room as she lies there, clutching and rubbing her stomach in an attempt to alleviate the pain.  As she moves her hands up and down, it becomes more apparent that her stomach is distended, like she had eaten far too many sweets for one person to handle.
	Suddenly, she jerks, as she starts to feel movement deep within herself.  Her hips lift off the ground, as she strains to expel whatever is filling her.  Viscous liquid begins to pool between her legs, and soon there is enough for splashing noises to mix in with Utsuho's moans. After a minute of pushing, it becomes clear what is the problem:  the cusp of an egg is poking out of her vagina.  With a few more more pushes, the egg comes out with a pop, and rolls away across the floor.  As it rolls out of sight, Utsuho lets out a sigh, as the pressure inside her is relieved.
	But alas, she is not finished yet. Just as soon as she relaxes, another contraction flows through her.  The pain is not so great this time.  Rather, it starts to feel natural, as her body does all the work.  The egg slowly travels out of her, and this time as it comes out, her moans become higher pitched, softer, and the grimace in her face softens.
	Back in her bedroom, she should be glad no one is around to witness the state she is in.  In her sleep, her shirt has nearly come off and her sheets have been kicked to the base of the bed, leaving her exposed. Her glowing hair is strewn behind her, a result of her shaking her head violently.  While she has stopped moving around, there is a bright blush to her face, and a slight wetness on the crotch of her pajamas.  Her breathing, while steady, is deeper and faster than normal, which seems unnaturally loud amidst the otherwise silent mansion.
	As Okuu prepares to lay the 5th and final egg, the excitement on her face is unmistakable.  One couldn't believe a smile could get larger, and her moans had turned to erotic gasps every time she moves.  When the egg finally comes out, she lets out an "Unyuuuuuuuuu!" as her entire body spasms in ecstasy. As she rolls in the thrall of her orgasm, she loses control of her bladder, and pees herself without noticing. And then, silence, as her dream ends and her body stops quivering.
	As she wakes up early the next morning, Utsuho hurriedly goes to wash her sheets before anyone else in the palace wakes up. Oh, how she is embarrassed that she could have wet the bed so.  Even though her frantic washing, and the workday afterward, she felt more refreshed than she had felt in ages. Of course, she had no recollection of the previous night's events, and the rest of the day passed uneventfully.

Till the next night...