Andrea is completely exhausted now.  She lays back on the rocks of the cavern, her breathing extremely labored.  The three eggs now rest between her legs, each still connected to her sex by a thread of slimy mucous.  But still her ordeal is not done.  The swell of her stomach has decreased noticeably, but the presence of at least 2 to 3 more eggs is obvious.  Sure enough, yet another egg begins to make its presence felt as it pushes itself towards birth.   Weakly, her tired body responds and begins to push once more, squeezing the other woman's hand lightly.<br/><br/>Obviously distracted by the extreme labor she is enduring, she does not notice the return of the beast to the cavern....or even care at the moment for that matter.