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There was a screetch as a certain little dragon was found sliding down an icy mountain path on his butt, ending up with his tail sticking out a snow-pile and a muffled growl showed his utter displessure.

"Of all the places...why here...cold...ow..."

He murmured to himself, but soon enough he dusted off the snow from his scales, huffed in mild annoyance and began to scurry up the mountainside once more. The wind was far too erratic for him to risk flight, and even if he did, the snowfall did not allow him to see too far and the icey if annoying path was his only lead to the temple he was told to find.

The red dragoness never did warn him, that he would find himself freezing his scaly tail off in such a remote location of the wally and by this time he was more than sorry he decided to accept her offer and visit her.

It was not like he liked her...he met her only month or so ago, while getting aquanted to his father's mother was more than interesting  as such, he couldn't help but to wonder what exactly did she mean about him having potential...

He seemed to be much more mature than his adoptive siblings in body, true, but in-mind he was still a young dragon, flawed by his curiosity, but what made it worse was his rather odd physical features.

It began when his new mother tried to ground him by leaving him in his little part of the lair, placing a barrier on the entrance to keep him there, but he always somehow managed to slip out when something more interesting happened, like when his mother's friends came to visit and he ended up being noticed, when a certain earth dragoness laid down on the pillows they used to decorate their guest lair and ended up making the pillow go "meep" underneath her, where the little bugger was hiding.

Soon enough they found out the shadowdragon could easaly use any shadow much like a portal, not only by moving his body through it, but also using them as mirrors, which once earned a small tail-whack from his mother as he commented on the little golden peace of jewelry her mate had added to her undertail...

The hatchling's little daydream was cut short as his muzzle bumped against a set of heavy and large double doors, made obviously for much larger dragons. Strange sets of writing on them were unknown to him as well, but it never did stop him from striking his clawed first against them a few times in hope that someone on the other end would hear them.

And so the hatchling waited, growling in annoyance now as there was no answer, the idea of coming here seemed more and more foolish to him by now and he couldn't even tell if this was the place he seeked in the first place.

The sound of aproaching clawsteps could be heard and he turned his head to notice what seemed a young, crimson-scaled dragon, only twice as big as Zal himself and he too seemed rather uneasy, his four curved horns iced over and his movement hard as he used his wings to shield himself from the snow, only having the wind use them as sails.

The male paused as he saw the small dragon next to the doors and, after a brief moment he gave a small bow and moved closer to the little dragon who had already returned the greeting by now.

"Odd to see someone of your age here...we do not usually get such small visitors"

He gave a small chuckle and Zal rolled his eyes some....the male was a young one as well, probably just matured too, he's the one to talk about size.

"I am seeking the...Breeders...I am here to meet a sibling, she is a large, bright red dragoness, elder too..."

The other dragon tapped his chin some with his tailtip thoughtfully eyeing the smaller dragon and after a moment he shruged.

"I guess if you have seen mistress Isshir and talked to her you have a reason to be here...follow me, I shall take you to her, but do not try anything you might regret later on, little one."

Zal nodded a bit impatiently, his butt already protesting from sitting on the ice cold ground for too long and he watched as the dragon moved closer to the large doors and traced a talon in a weird pattern over the iced surface. With a deep rumble the doors opened wide and Zal let out a soft sound of surprise as he welcomed the heat coming from within and almost tripped his new friend as he hurried inside to warm his scales.

They both found themselves in a large hallway, the roughly dug walls were decoreted in an assortment of glowing blue and red crystals, painting the area in a warm and inviting houe, Zal could hear many voices from deeper within, the scents of many dragons of various species and genders teased the youngling's nose and soon enough he found himself in a huge dome-like lair, the floor paved with the softest of pillows, reminding him of home, on the pillows, however, all kinds of dragons and dragonesses were resting, some of them larger, some smaller, all were mature and, as the little dragon could tell, quite sated on many levels.

A few were using a claw and ink to write something in large leather-bound books, presented to them by white-scaled females, their scales decorated with odd patterns of jewelry as well as painted symbols on their wings and chests.

Some had a cup next to them, almost Zal's size, filled with scented tea, however, it did not mask the sweet scent of mating that was quite noticeable even in such a large lair.

The dome had many exits, the whole wall was riddled with pathways leading deeper into the mountain and, just like the pathway leading to it, the walls were filled with many small and white glowing crystals, much larger chunks embedded in the topmost parts, lighting the room perfectly.

As Zalmaron followed the red male, they both walked past a tired, but happy looking dragoness. She was resting on a few pillows, her much larger form sprawled out with her hindquarters spread and open to anyone's gaze to wander over the reddened and freshly used folds, glazed with a layer of her own need and a male's seed, still puffy and the fleshy lips had yet to close, offering the view of the white caked mess that was within, dripping some over the dragonesses smaller, tighter pucker.

Zal needed to be prodded by the red's tail in order to keep him walking, the little male had began to stare a little too much and even as he walked he was trying not to salivate as he could see a few more dragonesses and a few equally as much pleased dragons resting on their respective pillows.

"By your reaction I think this is your first time here, isn't it, wee one? This is the Breeder Temple of Hehro. Here we, the breeders, help the dragonkin' who are in the need of a clutch...But do not get me wrong, here come the dragons and dragonesses, who have lost their chance to bear eggs. Many of the families, who are dieing out, even some branches of certain types of dragons...elementals, for example. We do what we can to prevent our world from loosing more of our kind."

The male explained as they soon left the guest lair towards the breeder's part of the temple, before the red smiled down at Zal, who indeed was listening to each of his words.

"But this is not all...we also collect and preserve the seed of the many draconic beings, that visit us in search for help or to aid us as well...you see, some species do not have a counterpart...we use magic, we try to find the most compatible species to continue their family, but...you must know, the most prized breeder is Mistress Isshir. She is a born-breeder, she is Quite special."

As the red continued his speech, his walking became bouncy as if he was giddy.

"You see, we are not all pure breeders, some of us help to either plant or acquire seed from our visitors. But she...she is a True breeder. A female, who can give birth to the exact species of dragon that has gotten her egg heavy. For example, say, a black dragon mated a red dragoness like her...the result would be a hybrid, a whelp with similarities of both parents. But if a blackie mated a breeder, the hatchling would be a pure black."

He stooped in his tracks, causing Zal to run into his hindleg, not that the red minded at all, he licked his lips happily instead, seeming not to have noticed the bump at all.

"Oh...oh and she is a lovely, pure soul...she has taken something that would otherwise be ungrateful work and turned it into a work of art...I feel like I have a true family here, we are united with our own little reasons we joined this temple and, to be honest, if you are here, it means you have a reason to be here as well, this is no mistake, little one."

The red dragon added and then stopped to look back at his follower, still rubbing his nosetip, looking a little surprised by now as the red leaned down to give the smaller black a soft lick to the nose.

"Call me brother, we have no need for names here, little one. Now you will meet Isshir, she must be waiting for you, good luck."

He said and before the little dragon could reply, he was pushed through a curtain covering off another pathway, leading to a red-hued cavern. Upon entering it Zal soon found the redness was simply the reflection of the already seen crystals, shining off the elder dragonesses scales.

Isshir opened her eyes to see who her guest was, wondering who would be troubling her at a time like this and suddenly her lips curled back in that all too familliar smile as she saw the little dragon nervously sitting to the entrance to her quarters.

"Zal...I see you took up my offer hmmm? It is nice to see you got here so quick...oh my"

She paused as she leaned in closer to sniff at the little dragon's belly and wings and suddenly burst out in laughter.

"Iced scalebutt...little one, there are things such as gateways, you know, you could have asked your mother or father to simply set one up to send you here. I hope your breed is immune to cold then, I would not wish you to run around all buggery. "

She murmured as she once more began to run her lovely tongue over the dragon's muzzle and neck, allowing him to enjoy the warmth, which he gladly accepted before he would reply.

"Mmmm...how should I address you now, great elder...mistress? My sibling....?"

He asked and the questions ended with her talon tapping his nose a few times to get his attention.

"In my temple, my little one, I am your goddess...but I wish you to call me your mother while you are within these walls, you will enjoy your stay...if you wish to, that is..."

She added silently as the older female then flicked that tongue over his underbelly swiftly, picking him up by his scruff and settled him on her head instead, allowing him to sit there, safely as she slowly stood up and rumbled.

"I do remember something about your kind...darklings...Shadowbreed, quite interesting and mostly refereed to as living shadows, am I right? Well then, you, my little one, would be more than needed here. If you can shape your seed to match the female's type of egg..."

She trailed off, moving out from her sleepingquarters with the hatchling still perched up on her head and after a maze-like series of similar corridors there was a thump and the hatchling found himself sitting on a different set of horns.

The large green dragon rubbed his snout, trying not to chuckle as Isshir was doing the same and they both smiled and exchanged their greetings, before the breeder turned his attention to the newly acquired hatchie-hat.

"Greetings, mistress, so this is the little one you told me about, correct? If he is as capable as you say, he will pass the little initiation with ease."

The breeder murmured silently and plucked the little dragon off his head and set him between the two, however Zal had stirred some.

"Initiation? What do you mean....I do not know anything about breeding, really. Shaping my seed...is doable, yes, but how do I know if it works?"

The little dragon asked a but uncertain that this was going as planned. to which the both breeders only chuckled and the male smiled. "You know...some scents cannot be removed from your scales, and I must say that you are no stranger to mating...and to answer your question, I will make sure the female is quite seeded."

The breeder then returned his smile to Isshir and, after she gave the little dragon a small lick to the nose, she turned to walk away, the elder dragonesses strong hindquarters swaying some, as her tail swayed, both of the males were rewarded by the sight of the sex of a dragoness, that has known and improved the art of lovemaking for a few decades.

Zal gave a small smile up at the larger male, but in return he only got a smirk.

"From now on you will call me your teacher, you will now follow me and we shall begin your little test. Your goal is quite simple, you must seed the female. Easy enough?"

He then asked, looking down at the dragon as he began to walk back to the guest chamber. Zal nodded silently to himself and followed suit, feeling his new teacher won't be so friendly.

Soon enough the two dragons finally returned to the large dome-like lair, there were a few more newcommers, a few of the dragons Zal had seen before had already left, but he couldn't get to see them closer as his teacher quickly pushed him with his tail toward one of the passageways. The room was filled with pillows and was lighted by very dark, red crystals giving the surroundings a interesting mood, the larger green set himself down in the corner of the small quarters and laid out on his belly, propping his muzzle with a paw.

"This will be your quarters where you will service the females in need of an egg...you will not need to know their names or their status, their birthplace or anything else. They will offer themselves for you only here and only now...what happens here will stay here, do I make myself clear, little one? If so we can begin..."

The green rumbled as he reached out to tap a few smokesticks with his claws, they instantly came to life, filing the small room with a pleasant, sweet scent, which tickled Zal's senses delightfully and soon enough the little dragon found his slit slowly bulge with promise, the scent that filled the air was most definitely had something to do with it.

Behind him a deep purr could be heard as the green scaled dragon seemed to enjoy the same feelings, his form shifting and squirming some, however, his bulk was pressed into the pillows so Zal could not see what he was doing, but he didn't mind as his attention soon returned to his own emerging arousal, once more his shaft slowly slid out from it's hiding place, the ridges would expand and firm and by the look of the larger breeder he was most pleased with the sight.

"Well now...seems like your kind has more odd features than I knew..."

The green said and reached out with a single talon to run the dull, curved part over the hatchling's shaft, the tapered tip seemed to have two cumslits, something that the older male found quite interesting, but Zal seemed to try to get his attention.

"May I speak, teacher? One thing I must tell you is...well...the longer I do not releive myself of my old seed, the thicker it becomes. I think that after a night's rest the morning release is so thick it would be impossible to even seed a female much larger than me..."

The little dragon tried to seem calm even if he wasn't, not even his brothers or adoptive father had seen or touched his length and here he was, sitting exposed infront of some unknown male.

The older dragon simply gave a soft sigh and rumbled, reaching out with a paw without much warning and wrapped it around the little dragon's now pulsing erection, causing Zal to hiss out in half-surprise-half delight.

"You could have told me this sooner, little one, we could have done this later..."

He seemed a little annoyed at this, but still retreated the paw to his miuzzle and opened it some, allowing his thick saliva to drip down his bright red tongue and coat his paw, before he would chuckle and suddenly close the wet, slick and warm scaled grip around the little dragon's length once more, even as Zal tried to speak.

"It is allright...I fou...hhhhh.....my seed regenerates very fast. I would be able to continue in a moment or twooooooooh...but also, it seems that the longer I wait between releases, the easier it is to accomplish..."

He was cut off by the dragon's paw squeezing over his thicker ridges, which caused Zal to stand on his tippy-toes and murr out as the rhythmic clenching of the drake's experienced paw urged him on and he began to buck his hips some, the sounds of wet slaps making the green dragon's ears flick.

He did not reply, however, he simply continued massaging the little dragon's need, before Zal let out a soft snarl, his shat bulging out a little and a thick jet of seed launched from the tip, landing on the pillows beneath, so thick it did not even part from his tip, the next spurt was even longer, even if not so strong, it landed on the green dragon's scales, causing the breeder to rise an eyeridge at the heat of Zal's seed. The next spurts turned into a steady stream of seed as if his body was forcing it all out, causing it drip over the still clenching paw and onto the pillows, pooling there and soaking the fabric. Soon the torrent of seed came to a dribble, becoming a little less thick, but the scent of the fresh seed was nothing like the breeder felt before.

It seemed to burn the dragon's nose, strong, overpowering, it almost caressed his senses, begging him to taste it, feel it, trying to convince him almost like a drug that each minute without it would be pain...The green let go of Zal's still hard member and closed his eyes shut and then opened them again, trying to shake off the odd feeling.

Zal continued to purr thickly, the release felt simply wonderful, he felt his fresh seed slowly drip down the length of his ridged shaft, too lost in the feeling to notice the inner struggle of his teacher he was so oblivious about, until he spoke, that is.

"So...let us begin...you may use any means necessary to seed the female, ofcourse, without causing any pain or unease to her. While she is here she is yours, I will observe the process, little one, one should be coming soon."

He rumbled out, the hatchling didn't even notice the sticky green scaled paw had a fresh and cleaned trail on it while the dragon's expression showed something one would show when sampling wine.

There were clawsteps heard from down the passageway, soon enough a white head emerged from the darkness, a silver dragoness stood there, lithe, petite, an indeed fragile being. She smiled and bowed her head at the two males.

"Greetings, lifegivers, I am here for my clutch...may we begin?"

She asked, looking at the green male, who only returned a very toothy grin.

"Ahh, indeed, we are, Zal there will tend to your needs..."

The dragoness seemed a little surprised, thinking that the little dragon was there to watch, not actualy take process. The expression on her muzzle didn't make Zal feel more confident either, but soon enough, with a soft sigh, the female nodded and entered the room, the scent of both the male's arousals and the sweet scent of smokesticks had it's effect on her body already, her tail lashing in anticipation as she laid down on her side, lifting a hindleg for the little dragon.

Zal murred silently at the sight of the dragonesses sex, such a large but lithe frame held such a thin slit, reddened from the scents and need...he couldn't wait to feel it. He moved closer to the dragoness, smiling a little uneasy and parted his mouth to let her feel the warmth breath of the hatchling's bdy on her sensitive petals, her eyes widened some as she saw not one, but three long, dripping tongues extend from his maw and trail over each side of that small opening. She gasped some as the saliva, dripping from his chin hit right on her puckered hole, causing it to squeeze in surprise, making her toe-talons curl in delight as she smiled down and purred out in encouragement...

Zal looked up at her and returned the smile as his tongues kept on slowly lapping along the sides of her entrance, the third trailing lightly just right inbetween that lovely slit, making it slowly swell in need, the lips parting, showing off her blossom to his hungry eyes.

She hissed out as his tongues now found her inner flesh, teasing her more, making more of her body open up for his attentions, his shaft now rested on her tail, dripping his fresh seed on it and the pillows beneeth and soon enough she let out a soft growl, licking over her fangs. She was more than ready now.

Zal moved a little closer, up onto her body with his forepws resting on her belly as the tip of his drooling length slowly moved over her soft pucker, causing another shy eep from the larger female as the tip tugged on it a little. Zal could see just how easy that ring felt, how soft it was...seems like the female's sex did not get too much attention, but her rear hole was more than experienced.

With another silent hiss he moved his shaft toward it's goal, her lovely flower now fully was open for him to enter and with a soft squelch his tip parted her petals and the little dragon sank the first few inches of his ridged length inside of her, causing her to squirm and thrash a little as she could feel each ridge tug on her sensitive flesh.

A paw stopped him from entering her deeper as she panted silently, wishing to adjust to his size and form, which he found to be allmost unbarable as his very instincts and the fire in his loins told him to slam into her to the hilt right there and then.

After a few agonizing moments she removed her paw from his form and let him enter fully, last of his ridges vanished into her heated vent, the two pairs of thicker ones causing her to roar out in surprised pleasure as they spread her even wider. Zal paused to look back at his teacher who now rested on his side, a paw idly tending to his own arousal as he observed the little dragon's work.

The dragon began to pull back and he felt his ridges, now fully gripped by her muscles pulling her back with him, pulling on her fleshy opening and causing her to growl out all too happily, rolling her body fully on her back and spreading her hindlegs wide, entwining her tail with the hatchling's own.

Zal hissed as he let only the tip of his length rest inside of her for a few brief moments, before he slid inside once more, his scales meeting hers in a wet kiss. Her own powerful hindquarters began to move with each of the dragon's thrusts, changing the angle of his length entering her so she could feel each and every last bit of his shaft entering and leaving her hungry sex, her muzzle open by now and her tongue was lolling out one side.

Zal hissed out and suddenly bit into her left hindleg, holding onto her, suddenly feeling her sex clamp down on him so hard he needed two attepts to pull himself free not to loose rythm as the pain combined with pleasure sent her over, soaking half of the little dragon's front in her liquid want.

A hindleg pushed zal off and out of her with a slurp, strings of his seed still connecting him with her tailbase as she turned around and lifted her rump high into the air above him, lost in the plessure to think about their size differences.

"Now...Give it all to me....breed me now, life giver, make me a mother NOW!"

She snarled out in pleasure and eagerness and the little dragon obeyed her, he hopped up to latch his paws and jaws around her thick tailbase, his hindclaws gripped her rump as thrust at her, his length grinding down her undertail and suddenly the tip popped into her fleshy tailhole with ease, making her scream out in delight, the pillows beneeth them soaked as her second climax quaked the lithe body and her front paws collapsed. Zal growled as he did not wish to leave her softer pucker, but he was getting close himself and with another, re-aimed thrust he burried himself to the hilt inside of her now gaping tunnel with a loud and wet smack, letting out a muffled roar around her tail as his shaft spasmed inside of the silver female, filling her ready womb with his fertile seed.

The dragoenss fell onto her side in exhaustion, her muzzle opened wide as she tried to get as much air back inside of her lungs as possible, feeling the warmth of the much younger lover's seed inside of her, making her feel all too pleased. But the hatchling was not done yet, Zal seemed to concentrate, the seed within probed at her body..sampled it...mapped it and began to reform his cum, bathing her eggs with the seed that of her own kind...

The deed was done and he slowly pulled out of his first bred dragoness with a slow and loud slorp, his dripping length was yet to retreat, it was still more than ready to give much more and then some, but the hatchling himself seemed like he needed a small break and a nap. He looked at her now abused sex, the walls of her slit had yet to be closed and the inside flesh was raw from the beating his ridges brought her, but he felt she was more than happy by now and he allmost jumped as he felt rustling behind him.

His teacher had finished up long before he did, having licked himself clean by now and moved closer to the resting silver, taking a swift wiff of her undertail and nodded, a large grin on his muzzle as he licked his nosetip from the combined juices from both dragons.

"Well...it could have been worse. You pass, little one."

The smile on Zal's muzzle didn't fade even from such a snarky comment, he himself felt a little too tired to argue anyway, and he nodded a little.

"I will try to do it even better next time, teacher..."

He murmured and gave a silent yawn, hearing the older dragon chuckle silently.

"I hope so...breeders sometimes get over fifteen females in one day. I do hope your stamina is large enough"

He teased, ignoring the choking sound below from such a comment as he then motioned for Zal to follow him.

"Let's go little one, I think now that you are more or less a part of our family..let's go meet the others, shall we?"