Somewhere, West Virginia, USA.

"Bored." Jeb stated as he laid in bed.

Ruby turned in bed to face Jeb.

"Bored?"

"BORED!"

"Why are you bored?"

"'Cause I have nothin' to do!"

"What about your profession?" Ruby asked as she nuzzled against Jeb.

He grabbed his phone from off the end table and pulled up the voicemail from his father.

"Jeb? JEB! Pickup the phone! Christ! Why can't no one answer their Goddamn phones anymore?! Well, IF you get this 'fore you come to work. The rail yards goin' on break until the owner can get a new shippin' contract set up. Which means that unless somethin' changes in the near future, we're all out of jobs. So yeah, don't bother comin' in. Ain't nothin' for you to do and you aren't goin' to get paid for doin' nothin'! Also dinners at 7 if you wanna drop by."

"Oh. Well, can't you find another profession? You're good with your hands aren't you?"

Jeb snorted derisively.

"Yeah, I am. But any place that'll hire me won't pay worth a damn, and those that do won't hire me."

Ruby crawled to lay atop Jeb.

"That sounds like a problem."

Jeb chuckled.

"You have no idea."

Ruby laid on Jeb for a moment, just watching his face. Relaxed by the movement of his chest and breathing. Then she spoke with a lustful smile.

"You know what we could do? We could do some endurance testing!"

Jeb chuckled at the lustful lizards idea.

"I'm pretty sure we've tested it plenty!"

"It doesn't hurt to make sure!" She said as began to tease him. Flicking her forked tongue along his skin.

"It will with how often we 'test' it!" Jeb said as he grabbed her and spun her around, getting a delighted squeal from the kobold, until he was on top of her.

"As fun as this is, we really should do somethin' a bit more productive." Jeb said as he gave her snout a peck.

"What about re-productive?!" She asked as she flung her legs around Jeb to keep him from getting off her.

Jeb smiled as he pried her off him and laid her back down as he sat up and moved to the edge of the bed.

"As much as I would like to be a father one day. I doubt it will happen with us."

She flung herself at his back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Why not? Back home, some tribes believed that mating with other species would result in kobolds being born!"

"Was this theory in the same vein as eatin' certain ground up bits of animals would make you last longer in bed?" Jeb asked as he got up, the kobold still hanging from his back.

"What?" Ruby asked as her arms finally gave out and she fell back onto the bed.

"Nothin'. Just that sometimes things don't work out the way you want them to." Jeb said as he made his way to the bathroom for his late-morning early-noon routine. Leaving a slightly sad lizard in his bed.

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Ruby sat on the bed, she rolled herself up in the blanket for comfort. Jeb was right though. The idea that mating with other species would, somehow, bypass the spell on their race was nothing more than wishful thinking. Anytime a kobold got a chance to mate with someone like a human or dwarf, well, it wasn't exactly consensual. Nor did it last as they were almost always dead not long after, usually they were knocking on death's door when it happens. But that's how desperate some tribes were.

Some tribes had it better when it came to their dragon masters. Theirs was cruel and greedy, but even he knew that they were worth allowing new generations to spawn. Some of the other tribes weren't so lucky. They were treated as little more than slaves, some of their populations were kept within double digits!

That's where the theory came from. Those desperate kobolds that wanted to try ANYTHING, and anyONE, for a chance at spawning young that would grow into something better than a bestial creature.

So she sat there, clawed hand on her abdomen. Maybe Jeb was right, she thought. Maybe it was just wishful thin-

"Hurk!"

Her sad thoughts were interrupted as a bout of nausea hit her. She quickly got out of bed and ran towards the bathroom. Startling a nekked Jeb.

"What's wro-"

HRRRGGH!!!

"Ah!" Jeb panicked as he stood there as she emptied her stomach into the porcelain throne.

After a moment of not knowing what to do he kneeled down and rubbed the back of her neck and shoulders. For a couple minutes this happened, then she stopped and sat down. Leaning herself against Jeb for support.

"You know, if it wasn't for the fact that you're a reptile and I'm a mammal. I would say you have mornin' sickness."

She nuzzled herself into Jeb's chest.

"We have something similar. When someone is close to laying their clutch of eggs their bodies start to get sick as it begins to get sensitive to any food they eat, and dispels it so that it won't potentially harm the development of the eggs."

"Or it could be that my foods just makin' you sick. 'Cause you can't get pregnant from me... right?"

She shook her head.

"No, you're right. It's just nonsense made by desperate kobolds. Nothing has ever been confirmed of a successful breeding between humans and kobolds."

Jeb sat there for a few moments just rubbing and comforting Ruby. After a minute Jeb asked something of Ruby.

"You weren't with someone before we met right? Like, could you be carrying their baby, er, eggs?"

Ruby just shook her head.

"Being the Den Mother to the tribe was a job that went from sun down to sun up. Even with my Egg-maids I didn't have time to get romantic with anyone. It was mutual though, no one found me special enough, and I didn't find anyone special either."

She looked up and kissed Jeb.

"Until you."

Jeb kissed her back and held her, trying not to show that he just got a taste of lizard vomit.

"So you never laid any eggs?"

"Nope, it hasn't been something I've thought about a lot. You're around it so often it just gets pushed to the back of the mind. Not to say that it hasn't been a fantasy!"

"What?"

"Oh, the process is something to behold I can't even think of what it must feel like!" Ruby said as she began to describe to Jeb the processes.

"Its nothing but exhausting pleasure! Egg after egg gets forced out of the body, and the whole time its just constant stimulation! By the end of it she's nothing but a puddle of body fluid, drool, and twitching muscle!" She described as her breathing became ragged and her eyes dipped lustfully.

She looked at Jeb with nothing but HORNY written on her scaled snout.

"You know, maybe we should test something else?"

Jeb stammered as Ruby began to climb on him.

"We should test the theory and see if you can put some eggs in me! We should test it EXTENSIVELY!"

As they were about to do some Biology on his bathroom floor however, they were interrupted by the ring of the doorbell.

Saved by the bell so to speak, was what Jeb thought as he pried the clingy, and now VERY horny kobold off him as he went to check who it was. Leaving a pouty lizard alone on the bathroom floor, who got another bout of nausea as he left.

Jeb made his way downstairs and to the door, he picked up his 1911 from a side table by the door. No one bothers him, they're all too scared of the mountains and his kin. Anyone that knows him would just knock and walkthrough the door. He pried the door open a crack, gun hidden behind the door as he peeked at whoever was bothering him.

"Hey Jeb!" Morty said in a cheery voice.

"Oh what the fuck do you want now?!" Jeb snapped as he opened the door wider.

"Well, I know that we haven't exact... why are you naked?" Morty asked as he noticed Jeb was going full commando.

Jeb looked down at his bare nekkedness. Silently cursing at not thinking to at least put some pants on. He looked up back at Morty, fury replacing shame.

"Its my house! If I wanna run buck nekked around it I can! And you can fuck off!"

"Not saying you can't just that why wou- WOAH!" Morty stopped talking as Jeb held the gun up!

"Jeb?! Look! I know that we're not exactly on the best of terms right now but-"

BANG! BANG!

Jeb shot twice into the dirt at Morty's feet.

"Don't you think this is a little disproportionate?!" Morty yelled.

Jeb stopped, then he smiled.

"You're right Mortimer! This isn't the right way to handle this!"

Morty breathed a sigh of relief and made to talk. Then Jeb slammed the door on him.

"OH COME ON!!! YOU CAN'T BE THAT PETTY CAN YOU?!"

Jeb ignored his friend's yells as he walked upstairs to for one, grab some pants, and two.

"Lets see, lets see. Not you, not you, AH HA! You'll do!"

Jeb climbed back down the stairs and flung open the door.

"Finally! Can't we talk about this like reasonable adul-"

He stopped when Jeb thrusted the barrel of a Thompson Submachine Gun in his face! He didn't talk for a long minute. After which he spoke frantically.

"I see you're busy. I'll came back later!"

"That'd be smart."

So Morty turned and walked away from Jeb's house... but not fast enough.

RATATATATATAT!!!!

Jeb shot a burst into the air, earning a yelp from Morty as he put a bit more speed in his step. Morty started to yell something but Jeb had already gone back inside and closed the door.

A worried Ruby hurried down the stairs and clutched onto Jeb.

"Are you alright?! Who was that?!"

Jeb picked her up and held her in his arms, quieting her worries with a kiss.

"Just someone who was lost is all."

"But what was that noise?!"

"I was just hurrying them along their way!" Jeb chuckled.

Ruby looked at the door skeptically. But held to Jeb tightly.

"As much as I would LOVE to test that theory of yours! I really should be doin' some stuff around the place."

Ruby nodded as Jeb sat her back down and went back upstairs to get, fully, dressed. Ruby opened the front door and looked around outside for whoever it was that would make Jeb cause such a racket! But she saw no one and closed the door.

Jeb came back down after a minute and got a snack before going outside to complete the carport.

Meanwhile Ruby decided that Jeb was right, and made her way to the basement to fulfill her role as Den Mother.