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The trees were completely still, not even twitching a leaf. Crystal glared at them, hoping for any movement that would betray a breeze. It was the middle of summer and the sun was directly above, beating down relentlessly. It was at times like this that the furred dragoness wondered what it would be like to have scales. Sure, she loved her thick coat but it was so unbearably hot.

Crystal had come to the cabin for a holiday. Mountain scenery, fresh air, and forests. What more could a dragoness want? The answer to that might have been air conditioning. She headed back inside. It was slightly cooler there but there was no air conditioning, only a fan whirring on the ceiling. There were few cabins built especially for feral dragons so there wasn't a lot of choice when it came to holidays outside of major cities and traditional dragon enclaves. And the latter didn't let strange dragons visit for holidays.

Maybe I'll go for a walk, she thought restlessly. A short one, through the trees. She'd brought lots of reading material but staying inside with a book was not the proper way to start out a holiday in nature. Besides, it might be cooler under the trees. If she stayed in here any longer, she'd cook. Crystal nodded once to herself and quickly left the cabin before she could second guess her choice, slamming the door behind her with her tail.

The cabin backed up on a steep hill and there was a wide circle of grass all around it. A track wound itself away to the east which was the way back to the other campsites and the road. It continued on into the trees, turning into a little-used nature walk. The humans in the other campsites didn't even come this way. There were other, more famous trails nearer to them but she was all too happy to have a private bit of forest. It was a thick forest too, with large trees that went on and on, way into the mountains.

Now stuck in the warm air again, Crystal bounded down the stairs and across the grassed area, right into the shade of the trees, leaving the sun behind. She had been right: it was much cooler here. Inhaling deeply, the strong scents of rotting leaves, plants and the animals in the forest made themselves apparent to the dragoness's nose. There were big cats out here by the smell on the breeze, the feral, unintelligent kind. Maybe that was why the humans didn't come up this way. Crystal wasn't worried though; it would be a brave animal that tried to attack her, and none would be able to seriously hurt her.

The track was mostly clear, only covered in leaves and the odd ankle-high plant. To each side there was undergrowth but it was not thick and there was space between the trees, giving the whole forest a light and airy quality. This was why she had come on holiday in the first place. With the feeling of the soft ground beneath her paws and the clean air filling her nose, Crystal could feel all her troubles melting away. It was impossible to feel stressed here under the trees, nature all around. She went further down the path, further into the mountains. There was an incline as the path rose from the valley and the forest got thicker and wilder the further from civilisation she travelled. Plants and bushes began to crowd in along the sides of the path, narrowing it considerably. After this, nature began to get real old. The trees were more closely packed with lower branches and more than once Crystal growled and wrenched her head free as her horns caught on a branch. Thorns and brambles snagged on her white fur as the undergrowth pressed in even more.

Eventually, the path just stopped altogether. At this point, Crystal was half grateful that she wasn't a firebreather. If she had been, there wouldn't be a forest here anymore. As it was, she looked on it as a challenge. No forest was going to stop her going where she wanted to go. Using her front claws, she slashed at the brambles right in front of her. When that didn't work, she reared up, teetering on her hind legs for a moment before falling forward and flattening the bush that dared block her path, revealing the clearing beyond. Crystal smugly stepped over the fallen bush. Crystal one, plants zero.

The reason this clearing existed was clear. In the recent past, part of the mountain had fallen away and crushed a chunk of forest. What was left was a few twisted chunks of dead wood and a whole lot of rubble over the ground, with a couple of boulders thrown in for good measure. Crystal stepped over the rocks on the ground, soldiering on. She wasn't quite sure why anymore but turning back wasn't an option until she had found...something. Something interesting.

On the other side of the clearing, Crystal found the path again. It might be a new path, she reasoned to herself, about to step down it when something sharp stabbed her in the foot. The white dragoness yelped and jumped to one side, looking down at the ground for whatever she had stepped on. She found it almost once: a torn piece of thin, rusted metal. Great, just what she needed: an infected paw. Nevertheless, she sat back and picked up the metal with her front paws, turning it over.

It was a rough square, rusted on both sides but some writing was legible, if only barely. She held it up to get a better look. Heritage Mine, 1 kilometre. There was a mine nearby! That would certainly be something worth seeing. It was impossible to tell where the sign had been placed by the park service but it wasn't hard to guess where it had to be. She put the sign back on the ground, this time off to one side where no one would step on it again and then set off further down the path. For the chance to see a heritage mine, Crystal was glad not to have given up on her forest walk. She mused on why it had closed. Not enough visitors maybe? She was quite far out; maybe the park rangers just didn't want to maintain it anymore.

One kilometre didn't take very long for a dragoness on a mission to cover and she reached the end of this path quickly. Now that she had a goal in mind, Crystal had even less patience for the undergrowth blocking her. It lasted only seconds before allowing her to force herself past, though it felt like it had taken a retaliatory chunk of fur. This time there was no clear space; the forest grew right up against the cliff face. A round circle was cut right into the bottom of the rock, a yawning mouth that was too dim to see into. There were the rotted remains of some wooden barricades near the entrance, designed to corral the visitors into more manageable lines. The only thing barring the actual entrance to the cave was a rusted chain stretching from wall to wall at the height of Crystal's chest.

Crystal was a little unimpressed. It didn't look like a mine. There were no carts or old tracks, nor shiny metals or anything in the walls. It just looked like a cave. Perhaps it would be more interesting inside. Stepping over the chain carefully, making sure not to catch a leg, she raised her nose and sniffed the air. She might be able to fight off any animal here but it still wouldn't do to stumble into something's home. The air smelled old, stale and dusty but there were no animal scents. A couple of rather pungent mushrooms, but no animals. That in itself was a little odd as such perfect shelter should have been home to some creature but Crystal was free to explore as she willed.

Once out of the sun and a little way into the cave, her eyes adjusted to the darkness, much better than any human's would have done. It was a little dim but not terribly dark. There were intricate stalactites and stalagmite formations all along the walls, reinforcing that this was a cave, not a mine. Perhaps that only started deeper in. The further in Crystal went, the more curious she got. There was nothing to suggest that anything other than herself had ever come here. The dusty floor was untouched, the walls and ceiling unmarred by any tools. It also didn't get dark. With the sun high in the sky and her depth beneath the ground, it should have been darker than it was but there was an indistinct glow lighting her way.

Greatly magnified by the silence, she heard a soft click and felt a small breath of air from behind her. Suddenly, Crystal stumbled, her body rocking into a wall as vertigo washed over her, incredibly powerful so for a moment, she couldn't tell which way was up. Then, the feeling passed as quickly as it had come. What the hell was that?_she wondered, a little panicked. If something was wrong with her, she had no way to contact civilisation out here. She had been relying on her own ability to return to the cabin but if she was getting sick... _Time to head back, Crystal decided, shaking as much dirt from her as she could and looking up.

There was a moment of confusion as she saw light ahead of her instead of behind. Turning, Crystal saw only darkness beyond, the impenetrability of the deep earth. Perhaps she had gotten herself turned around in the moment of confusion and dizziness. That had to be it. As she started walking towards the light, a little more quickly than before, Crystal didn't notice that none of her tracks were in front of her.

Once back in the sunlight, Crystal felt much better. With the fresh air and lack of crushing darkness, she felt her worries lift. It had probably been nothing, her little moment of panic. Still, better to get home now rather than wait. Looking up, she saw the sun had moved considerably from its position when she had gone underground, almost setting behind the mountains. "That went quickly," she muttered to the trees, turning to find the path she had come on. She would need to hurry to get home before dark.

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The sun had been below the mountains for some time when Crystal emerged from the trees in a bad mood, her cabin in sight across the grass. Her fur was full of burrs and she hadn't eaten in hours. The only thing she want was to sprawl on a cushion with a large meal and a book. So, it was understandable that when she saw the lights on in her cabin, and human children playing on the porch, she was a little angry. "Hey!" she shouted, making the kids freeze in the middle of their game. "What do you think you're doing here?"

Quite unexpectedly, the kids screamed shrilly at the sight of her, running to the door and hammering on it like their lives depended on it opening. The door swung open and Crystal saw a young woman, presumably their mother, standing in the rectangle of light and looking like she was going to scold the kids. As soon as she saw Crystal however, she too screamed and clutched her children, pulling them inside and slamming the door shut again. Bemused by this odd behaviour, Crystal continued walking until she was standing before the steps that led onto the porch.

From inside the cabin, the muffled sounds of a frantic voice were audible. Still baffled, Crystal said, "I'm not going to hurt you! But why are you in my cabin? It's booked for another four days!"

Maybe she should take this to the camp administration. The thought made Crystal even grumpier. It was a thirty minute walk each way and she'd walked enough today. Still, when the alternative was sleeping outside on an empty belly while a frantic woman screamed at her, there really wasn't a choice. The camp would be able to sort this out. This path was easy in comparison to the trail through the mountains and the moon was very bright above Crystal; she had no trouble seeing. The time not being that much past nightfall, many of the other cabins Crystal passed also had lights on. Several times, she saw faces peering through the windows at her then more loud, shouting voices. What was going on with people? Dragons were not a rare sight and there was no reason to panic when there was one in the vicinity. Humans, Crystal thought. Just...humans.

When Crystal was almost to the main building that housed the administration, she heard more voices, not inside a cabin but floating on the breeze and coming up the path towards her. Finally, someone I can ask who will tell me what's going on. The beams of torches were visible in the air now, their carriers coming closer. It was a big group too. Crystal tried to count the number of voices on the air. There were more than a dozen certainly. She walked up the incline of a hill, the torches and voices just on the other side of the rise. She could even here snatches of their conversation, fragmented words on the wind.

"Escaped...probably...here."

"Nah...bet...wild..."

"Nets...ready and batteries...fully charged."

"Hey," Crystal said in greeting as she crested the hill. "Do you know what's..."

Her voice trailed off as she saw the group of humans in front of her. These were no campers; all of them were in full combat gear and holding weapons. Not normal weapons, either. These were large and bulky, with cords that wrapped around the barrel of each gun. The humans seemed as surprised to see her as Crystal was to see them. For a moment, they just stared at each other, neither group able to believe what their eyes were telling them, before one of the men near the front broke out of the trance.

Raising the weapon in his hands, he pointed it at Crystal and fired, shocking the dragoness into action. She threw herself to one side, only just in time to avoid the net that expanded in the air. It missed her by mere centimetres, crackling ominously as it passed. Now thinking again, Crystal scrambled backwards, putting the rise of the hill between her and the humans. What is going on? She looked around wildly for somewhere to go. Why were they attacking her? And with specialised weapons no less. Who used electrified nets?

The nearest cover was a short piece of forest to Crystal's left. It was a hundred metres away but it would have to do. The only other option was to try and get over the next hill and she'd never manage that before her hunters crested the hill and shot at her. They might have things much nastier and long-ranged than nets. She sprinted for the forest. Crystal was a fast runner over short distances and she had almost reached the trees when she heard the sinister whistling sound.

She threw herself to the side again, this time losing her footing in her haste to get out of the way. The net missed again, wrapping itself around a tree trunk. Crashing into the ground, Crystal scrambled to her feet a moment too late. There was the sound of another net flying through the air and this one was well-aimed. Just as she was on all fours again, Crystal felt the net wrap around her body tightly, delivering its electric current straight through her. She howled and collapsed again, tangling herself in the net even more but unable to move voluntarily. Pain ran up and down her body for what seemed to be an eternity, although it was only a few seconds before the electricity stopped.

Panting heavily, and moving very jerkily, Crystal tried to get up again, hearing the sound of running feet just behind her. The net was wrapped around her legs though, forcing one against her chest and making the others harder to move the more she struggled. Her horns had been caught as well, keeping her neck painfully bent forwards and sideways. Starting to panic now, Crystal thrashed, snarling and trying to move her claws to cut through the cords. The running footsteps getting closer, she managed to cut one piece, snapping through the wire, then a second. Her paw was almost free...

"No you don't!"

The net activated again and Crystal roared in pain. Her tail lashed out, hitting the human by chance and knocking him off his feet. The shocking stopped but the others had arrived. The ones in the front were carrying bright torches and they pointed them at Crystal's head, blinding her long enough for one of their fellows to fire another net at her. The impact of the weighted cords knocked her back down again, this time the net wrapping itself around her head and muzzle. Luckily, the cords didn't cut off her air but now the dragoness's head was forced down to her chest, looking at the humans with a murderous expression.

The one she had knocked flat with her tail stood back up, wheezing and holding his side. "I think it broke a rib," he complained, stepping back into the group. Crystal growled; her body ached, both from the shocks and the uncomfortable position she had been forced into, and the cords were biting painfully through her fur. They had run her down, without provocation! If she got free, she would do far more than break a rib.

The humans were staying far enough away from her tail that it couldn't reach them but they seemed to recognise that her upper body was harmless without her teeth and claws. One came in close, crouching down next to her head.

"Hey," he exclaimed, seemingly shocked. "It's got no collar! I thought there weren't no wild ones out here anymore."

One of his fellows grunted. "Must be feral. Wouldn't be wandering around in plain view otherwise. Everyone knows there aren't any free dragons. First sighting and she'd be caught, wouldn't she? Well, it's good for us anyway: we get the money from selling her, instead of just a finder's fee. Should be a good payday, for all of us."

He laughed and the others did as well, two giving each other a high-five. "I'll bring the truck around," one said, running off out of Crystals sight.

Another crouched in front of her, reaching out a hand and stroking her fur through the nets, completely ignoring Crystal growls and muffled attempts at cursing at him. "Got nice fur this one. Isn't that pretty rare? Think we'll get a good price for her?"

"Yeah," the man holding his side said. "The farms especially would want her. Rare genes like that."

The beeping of a reversing truck broke off their conversation as they all turned to face the vehicle that Crystal couldn't see. Their eyes off her, Crystal thought rapidly. There's no way I can get out of these myself, not now. But they're taking me somewhere. They'll have to take the nets off sometime. But what's happening? Why'd they say there are no free dragons?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the men connecting half a dozen hooks to the netting. Crystal was confused for a moment but the purpose of this was soon clear. There was a whirring sound and Crystal began to be dragged backwards over the ground. She snarled through the cords wrapping around her muzzle and thrashed, ignoring the pain as the thin cords bit into her. The ground suddenly changed, a ramp appearing beneath her as she was pulled into the truck that her captors had brought with them. It was quite clear that her imprisonment was the entire point of the truck. It looked like a solid metal cell on the back of a flatbed truck and once the ramp was pulled up, the door to the cell would be sealed. It wasn't very large; Crystal's tail was forced to her side by the back of the tiny room as the winch pulled her nose though the doorway.

Trying to remain calm and remember her earlier resolution to escape at the first opportunity, she listened and watched at the winch stopped and the humans pushed the solid ramp up, blocking out the last bit of light in the room.

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The rumbling sound of the engine was almost soothing to Crystal, although the ride was most certainly not. The driver seemed determined to skirt death with his driving, hitting every pothole while taking every bend at maximum speed. The result was that Crystal kept getting thrown involuntarily against the nets, something that made her snarl every time it happened. She had developed a sharp pain wherever the nets were pressing into her and she feared that they would soon draw blood. The wire was much too thin to be used as it was.

To her best estimate, Crystal had been stuck in the back of the truck for about an hour when it finally stopped and the engine cut out. An hour, she thought quickly. It's probably the city then. Isn't that the only thing worth going to in an hour's radius?

There were bangs on the side of the track and the sound of voices, too muffled for Crystal to pick up on their words. One of the voices raised its volume considerably then then the ramp fell again with a terrific screech of unoiled metal. The light outside blinded Crystal once again. It should have been in the middle of the night but massive floodlights shone inside her tiny cell. Now though, the voices were audible.

"What do you mean she's a feral one? There are NO MORE!" This voice was female and new, full of authority and sounded irritable.

"I know there aren't supposed to be," said the familiar voice of the driver placatingly, "but she has no collar, no marks and she wasn't afraid of us when we got her."

The voices began to move around the truck. "You say she's furred? A furred dragon?"

"Yep, thick white fur. We thought that would make her rarer and more valuable. Will you buy her or not? We could take her to a couple of collectors or..."

"No," the other voice snapped.

Two people stepped into the light at the bottom of the ramp. With the floodlights behind them, only their silhouettes were visible but as they strode up the ramp, Crystal could make out more. The one on the right was the driver, still dressed in the black tactical gear. The one on the left was a tall woman, much taller than the man next to her. She was dressed in a dark green suit with heels and looked every inch the businesswoman. Crystal could smell her expensive perfume the moment she entered the room.

"The net will ruin her coat," she snapped, looking over Crystal critically. She reached out a hand near Crystal's head and the dragoness couldn't let the opportunity pass her by. She lunged forwards, spreading her jaws the tiny amount she could and tried to bite the woman's hand. The net snapped taught just before she could reach but the woman still jerked and snatched her hand away. "You're right that she's not tamed yet. Stupid beast. Hmm..."

Keeping away from Crystal's head now, she ran a hand through the fur on the dragoness's back, seeming to consider it for a couple of seconds. "She's a rare one, with this coat," she murmured, almost to herself. "We need more furred dragons; they're rare, especially in this part of the world." She stood abruptly and strode back to the door. "I'll take her in for immediate processing," she said, the sharp edge back in her voice. "I'll pay twice the market value. Is that good enough for you?"

The man's mouth dropped open. "Ah, y-yes," he stammered. "That'll...that will be great. I'll tell--"

"Then that concludes our business," the woman said, cutting him off and picking something up from outside the truck. " I'll meet you at the office in two minutes to handle the transaction. In the meantime..."

She held something up in the air and Crystal thrashed. The light was glinting off a large syringe full of a clear liquid and the woman walked forward before briskly jabbing it into Crystal's shoulder, ignoring the growling and snarling. The sharp pain was quickly joined by a cool sensation that flooded Crystal's body. As the needle was withdrawn, Crystal tried to turn her head to follow the human again but her body went strangely limp and she slumped to the floor. Her mind remained clear but she couldn't move. All of her muscles had decided to go slack all at once.

Crystal's impotent anger felt strong enough to burn as she heard the woman yell, "Get her inside! Now!"

Immediately, more footsteps sounded, clanging up the ramp. Only able to blink, Crystal waited helplessly. There was a flash of steel and she jerked in her mind, closing her eyes, only to feel the nets falling away. Looking up again, the shape of the worker filled most of her vision. He, like someone behind her, was using a short, serrated knife to slice through the netting and pulling the cords off her. The dragoness was suddenly glad that she was still; she didn't want a knife that sharp to slip and cut her.

The two humans with knives dispatched the nets quickly. A whir of machinery sounded and Crystal felt the section of floor she was laying on rise into the air slightly. Then, it dropped slightly and she began to move, out of the cell and down the ramp, a motor sounding right beneath her head. They obviously had a motorised cart or something. Good thing too; they never would have been able to lift her.

With sudden dread, Crystal remembered her earlier plan. This was the time she had been waiting for, when she was out of the nets and in the open. But now she was drugged! Immobile and helpless. She felt the wind through her fur and smelled the fresh air but was helpless to do so much as move a paw. The floodlights shone down like miniature suns, overpowering any light from the stars overhead. She had been right before; she was definitely in the city. The smell of a populated urban area was unmistakable.

The cart rotated around, giving Crystal a good view of where she was being held captive. It was an industrial complex with large warehoused all situated around a wide, open space, which was where the truck had been parked. It was far from empty. Even at this late hour, there were humans scurrying across the space or under covered walkways between the buildings. The cart she was on began to move, vibrating as it crushed gravel beneath its wheels with the two workers walking on either side along with her towards the nearest building.

Double doors opened automatically at their approach, both the doorway and the hall beyond wide enough that the cart and two humans fit quite comfortably. As she went indoors, something made Crystal uneasy. There was something on the air, many scents mixing around. It smelled like there were dragons here, lots and lots of them, but something else too... Another pair of doors were approaching but these didn't open by themselves. One of the walkers went forward and punched a code into a panel on the wall. There was a soft double beep and the doors swung open silently, Crystal's platform moving forward at once.

The shock of what was beyond hit her like a physical blow, all of her senses overwhelmed in an instance. The sight wasn't as bad as the sounds which was nowhere near as shocking as the smell. Beyond the doors, there was a huge space, easily large enough to fit a dozen planes and it was bustling with activity. And dragons. There were more than a hundred dragons, of all shapes, sizes and colours, all in neat rows running down the warehouse. Every single one was bound in some manner. Most had a heavy muzzle wrapped around their head while metal arms and cuffs held them immobile in a standing position. A couple were in more exposed poses: on their back with legs spread, or with their front crouched and rear raised. But the smell...the smell of heat permeated the air like a thick perfume. Hot and heavy, it seemed like there were dozens and dozens of dragonesses in here and everyone was in the peak of their heat. It wasn't quiet either. There were shrieks, groans, growls, muffled roars, moans and whimpers coming from every corner of the building and that was only the dragons. The humans were shouting and talking to each other, their volume necessary to be heard over the din of the dragons and machinery.

Crystal's cart began to move faster, heading to the right-hand wall where there was a clear space. She passed several rows of dragons on the way there, able to get a good long look at each of them. Three of them were male, the last two female. All of the male dragons that Crystal could see were all erect, not that that was surprising given the smell of heat in the room. What was most surprising to the white dragoness was the last female that they passed, a mid-sized dragoness with deep blue scales. She was bound in a standing position with her tail hiked high, the long limb kept that way with a leather harness wrapped around the last third. Her sex was immediately visible and striking. It was a deep purple colour, easily seen against the blue of her scales, and was dripping with her arousal.

As she passed, the blue dragoness's scent filled Crystal's nostril, heavy with the scent of heat. That certainly explained her condition but not why she was so deep in her heat in this place. What use could they have for a dragoness in heat? Crystal wondered to herself. She felt afraid to find out. The platform stopped right before the end of the last line and rotated so that she was forced to stare beneath the blue dragoness's tail. Unable to see what was going on, Crystal wasn't quite sure what the workers were doing to her. There were clicks like a locking mechanism and the feeling of cool metal closing around her legs, tail and neck. Lastly, the workers approached her head, one holding one of the heavy metal muzzles that all the other dragons were wearing.

The one without the muzzle held her head up off the cart, grunting under its weight while Crystal glared at the other man. She opened her mouth but her tongue refused to work properly and her slurred attempts at speech were ignored. He slipped the metal cage around her jaws and then wrapped the leather straps around her head and horns. There was another solid click and he backed off, the man holding Crystal's head setting her down none too gently. Crystal twitched in irritation as he ran a hand through her fur then jumped again as she realised what she had done. I can move again, she thought wildly. It might not be too late, I can still get out!

_"_Wow," he said, still stroking her fur roughly. "Here, feel it. They should shave her and make clothes from her fur."

Crystal growled at the suggestion and the feeling of another set of hands stroking over her. She tried tensing and relaxing her muscles, control steadily returning to her. She could make a break for it, get out of here before anyone could stop her. The cart suddenly began to tilt to one side, making Crystal slide off and onto her feet. Taking her chance, she went to take a step and almost overbalanced as there was a loud ratcheting sound and her legs were manipulated. Looking down in horror, she saw cuffs around each of her legs and the large poles between them, placed there while she was paralysed. Even as she watched, they changed angle and length, manipulating her body with indifferent strength. She thrashed as the poles forced her front to lower while raising her rear, straight into the mating position that so many other dragons were in. The middle of her tail was forced up high, out of the way while her head was forced low to the ground, the metal muzzle scraping the floor as she was forced to star straight ahead, the heated blue dragoness right in the middle of her field of view.

Crystal writhed as hard as she could and the metal creaked a little but she was still stuck. The muscles that she could move were worthless; she was stuck as she was. The collar just below her head forced her to keep looking forwards, unable to twist or move her head at all. She flushed beneath her fur with embarrassment as she stared at the dragoness in front of her but mostly she wanted to turn and see what the humans were doing behind her. They were doing something; she could hear them moving around and speaking to one another.

"She getting the nanites? Are you sure? Seems a bit expensive for a newly captured dragon, even one like her."

"I don't know why, do I? That's what the boss said and that's what we're doing. You want to get fired? Besides, she's a rare species or something. They probably want to breed her anyway. Just inject her already. I want to go home."

Breed me? They can't mean that, Crystal thought wildly, renewing her attempts to escape. They couldn't really think she'd ever have eggs for them, did they? How could they even make her when her heat cycle wouldn't be for months? Could they even convince another dragon--?

Her thoughts were interrupted by two sharp stings, right on either side of her exposed sex. She snarled again through the muzzle, this time fighting the bonds in an instinctive effort to curl up and protect her vulnerable belly. There was the cool sensation of being injected again, the sensation a lot more pronounced in such an intimate area, before another sharp sting marked the withdrawal of the needles. Crystal growled through the gag but the sound was weak even to her. The cool feeling was still around her sex but she didn't know what it was. What have they done? If only I could see, she thought, twisting her neck in the collar futilely.

"There, nanite payload injected."

Crystal froze as she felt one of the humans place his small hand right on her sex. Snarling, she tried to buck her hips away from his touch, earning herself a sharp slap to her lower lips. She howled at the intense sting on such a sensitive part of her body but didn't relent, still trying to buck the hand off. The hand began to stroke her lips roughly. Not parting them; just massaging the outside of her sex. Crystal squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated hard. She would not be aroused by this; she was already humiliated enough. The man's thumb found her clit and Crystal jumped at the shock of sensation, growling roughly.

"All right, suit yourself," she heard the worker grumble, his hand leaving her. "You'll want it soon enough anyway. Come on, let's get out of here."

The sound of the humans behind her diminished and then she saw them walking away out of the corner of her eye. Were they leaving her like this? Shaking with anger now, Crystal tried to yank her tail down but it was no use. The cuff on her tail was tight enough that she'd take off fur and skin before it let her go. Still, she would have liked to cover herself. An embarrassed heat was creeping on her face as she watched the bustle of people moving around her, humiliated at being on display like this.

_ How did this even happen? The world's gone insane! I've been on holiday for a day and now every dragon is apparently a slave. What happened?_ Someone walked past Crystal, between her and the row of dragons in front and she shifted uncomfortably, feeling another flush of embarrassment. The warmth running through her grew stronger as two of the humans stopped in front of her, pointing and saying something that was lost to the background noise. Every breath she sucked in through the muzzle was laden with the smell of heat and aroused dragons in every direction. And the flush that was running through her wasn't going away.

Crystal started as she realised she had been waving her hindquarters back and forth slightly, the biggest range of motion she had in this position. The warmth in her body intensified yet again and she jerked in confusion. What was going on now? It felt strangely familiar, the feeling of fuzzy warmth settling over her, like her fur had doubled in thickness in moments. The idea came to her after looking at the dragoness in front of her again and it was so obvious. It was her heat that she was feeling. Impossibly, she was going into heat much earlier than natural and that heat running its course much quicker than it should have.

The warmth running through Crystal settled in her lower belly and she squirmed even more. There was a vague ache in her sex now and she could smell the change in her own scent: it had become sharper and spicier, a signal to every dragon that could smell it that she was ready to breed. No. Crystal shook her head, trying to clear it. _It's those things, those nanites. Whatever they injected me with, it's causing this. It's not natural!_It certainly felt natural. The scents she was breathing in subtly changed. Whereas before it had been an indistinguishable mess of mixed smells with fertile female overlaying all of it, now the female scents, even the heated ones, were falling into the background and the male ones coming to the forefront.

The smell of aroused dragon sent a jolt through her, one that seemed to go straight to her sex. Crystal's body didn't seem to realise that it was being manipulated and there wasn't a dragon nearby, ready to plunge his cock into her needy sex and sate this heat, make her cum and cum and cum... No! I have to stay in control! Crystal wrenched herself back from the fantasy. _Concentrate...concentrate._Heat never usually progressed this quickly. It should have taken days to get to this point, if not a week! Certainly not minutes.

Now that she was more aware of it, she could feel the warmth beneath her tail. It wouldn't be just inside her either; the fur around her sex would get matted with her arousal quickly, showing off her sex even more. Her lips would puff up with her heat, becoming so much more sensitive while any touch to her clit would make her squirm and cry out, almost too much to bear. Crystal could almost feel it then, phantom touches stroking beneath her tail as the heat intensified, growing to its peak in mere minutes. This time she was unable to stop the daydreaming, her imagination running wild with need and the intoxicating scent of so many dragons all around.

She needed it! The need broke over her in a moment. Crystal shuddered; suddenly the feeling of heat was nowhere near as pleasant. A switch seemed to have flipped in her mind, an aching itch appearing deep inside her while her sex dripped with her juices, soaking into the fur of the dragoness's belly. She strained against the metal restraining her again, this time not trying to get away but to reach her needy sex. It felt like the tip of her tail was almost there! If it would just stretch a little further...

Another two workers walked into the aisle in front of Crystal, one man and one woman. Their appearance startled Crystal, drawing her attention. The man pointed at the blue dragoness and nudged his companion. She laughed, the sound in audible over the general clamour, then went to the dragoness's underbelly, right in front of her sex. The woman's position didn't block Crystal's line of sight to the dragoness's heat swollen lips and gave her a perfect view as the worker traced the lips. The moans of the dragoness were discernible above the noise as the woman pinched her clit, the nub standing out visibly. Grinning at the man, who was encouraging her, she tormented the heat-stricken dragoness's clit for a few more moments before making a fist and setting it against the blue's entrance. Crystal watched, entranced and unable to look away, panting quietly as she watched.

The dragoness's arousal was already dripping from her so there was no lack of lubrication. Crystal watched as those swollen lips pressed inwards, offering only a token resistance before swallowing the woman's fist and half of her forearm. The dragoness moaned all the louder, quivering in the position her restraints forced her into. The size difference between dragon and human meant that the woman's fist and even arm fit quite easily, only barely approaching the thickness of a dragon's cock and nowhere near the length. Her heat would make it feel wholly unsatisfying, almost as bad as being completely empty. Crystal's sex pulsed and rippled jealously as the worker pumped her arm back and forth a couple of times. Almost as bad as being empty, but not quite.

"She clenching like mad," the woman laughed. She withdrew her arm. It was covered in a layer of the dragoness's thick juices, dripping slowly onto the ground. As she turned away from the blue's sex, she saw Crystal watching her and grinned maliciously. She walked over and crouched in front of Crystal's head. "Aw, do you want some attention too? Feeling the heat in that needy cunt? Don't worry; you have the rest of your life to get used to it."

With those horrifying words, she wiped her arm and hand on Crystal's head and nose, matting down her fur with the blue dragoness's arousal. Laughing harder than ever, she walked away with her co-worker. Crystal sucked in great gasps of air through her nose which was covered in the slave's juices. Every breath was more pheromones than air now and it only made Crystal's own heat worse, her need climbing higher and higher. Her eyes became unfocused as all of her energy became devoted to trying to deal with the burning in her sex while she breathed in the powerful smell of another's heat. She yanked on her tail and her paws with all her strength but nothing changed, nothing broke.

"Is she fertile yet?"

The familiar sharp voice of the woman from outside broke through the haze over Crystal's mind but didn't dispel it. She still strained with her claws and tail, trying to get any stimulation she could. She was burning with lust and it felt like the ultimate torture to be stuck like this, unable to sate it.

"I said, is she fertile? She looks like she's in her heat."

"Yes, ma'am," said a sycophantic voice. "The nanites have put her fully into heat now and will have made her fertile in a few minutes. All the other functions are enabled too, to allow easier control."

"Good. Take her to the farm immediately. I want her bred before tomorrow evening so we can start raising the hatchlings as soon as possible. They'll be more valuable than their broodmother once they're tamed."

"Of course, ma'am. Right away."

Most of this didn't register in Crystal's mind, all except the word 'bred'. Yes! That was what she needed, a nice dragon cock filling her up, giving her a clutch of eggs and sating the maddening itch inside her.

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The next few hours were all a blur to Crystal. The only thing she remembered was being bound the whole time and in the depths of the strongest heat she could imagine. The fur between her hind legs was soaked with her arousal while her sex radiated so much heat it felt like it was on fire. She remembered daylight at some point, and transport, but the details escaped her. Everything was overpowered by the maddening itch beneath her tail.

What brought her out of the haze of frenzied arousal was again the smell of aroused dragon. It had been gone for some time but it was back now and it cleared Crystal's mind somewhat, enough that she looked around and realised that she had been moved. This room was smaller and there were fewer dragons in it, although the air was still filled with the scent of dozens of females in heat, one of which was hers. Sunlight streamed in through a line of thin windows set high into the wall and the smells of the city had vanished, replaced once again with the smell of fresh country air, not that Crystal was paying attention to the building or locale.

She was craning her neck around to look about the room. She was in the same mating crouch as before but this time her neck was unbound. They needn't have bound her tail up and out of the way; she doubted she could have lowered it even if she'd wanted to. She was in the middle of a row of identically bound dragonesses, most of the others lifting their heads and looking around as well. There were a few humans around but they didn't seem to be doing anything, only leaning against the opposite wall and chatting.

A couple of the dragonesses were crying out through their muzzles and Crystal began to as well, howling her need out through the metal. Her hips swayed back and forth the little they could, trying unnecessarily to signal their heat to whoever passed. It wasn't long before the source of the male smell appeared. A dragon with blue and green scales was being led by a human very slowly past the line of dragonesses. The reason for the speed was a thick black hood that covered the dragon's head with only two small slits for his nostrils. He was blind and there were hobble chains around his ankles. His cock was on full view though, hanging down from between his hind legs and leaking precum onto the floor. Crystal looked at it longingly and whined but the human didn't stop, leading the male further down the line.

When they reached a bright yellow dragoness who was whimpering and thrusting her hips, the human stopped, pulling the leash so the dragon turned and then slapped him on the flank. Immediately, the dragon pressed forwards blindly until his nose was pressed against the dragoness's sex. She shuddered visibly and the dragon seemed to drink in the smell of her heat before rearing up on his hind legs. The hobble chains snapped taught and he fell onto the dragoness's back, ready to mate. His cock poked forwards and found its mark on the first try, slipping into the dragoness. The yellow female howled, her head falling to the ground as the male began to thrust rapidly, the wet sounds echoing through the building. The mating lasted only a few minutes before he thrust deep into her one last time and was still, his length deep inside her. At this, the dragoness became almost frantic, thrashing and twisting her head, her loud cries echoing off the walls as the dragon clambered off her, his cock visibly dripping.

The yellow dragoness didn't calm down for several minutes but Crystal became distracted long before then. The sight, sounds and smells of their mating had only made her heat feel a thousand times worse and the appearance of another male made her twist in her bonds. Like the other, this one was also hooded and erect and he too was led further down the line to another dragoness. It was the start of a long line of dragons, each hooded and being led to a different dragoness on the line. They fucked once and then the male was led away, the female left crying out after him.

Each and every time they passed Crystal until she was crying in frustration. Me, she cried in her mind. Me! Choose me! Finally, after three quarters of the dragonesses had been fucked, she saw something that made her heart leap inside her. A furred male was being led by a human down the row. He was the first furred dragon she had seen here, male or female. He had to be for her, he had to! The human leading the male stopped behind her, turning the dragon so that his head was facing her, then slapped his flank. The male wasted no time in jerking forward. Crystal squeezed her eyes shut as his nose pressed hard against her sex, breathing in the smell of her heat. A shudder ran through her from her nose to the tip of her tail was she felt his nose brush against her clit in the lightest of ways. Now, now was the time when her heat was going to be sated.

She howled at him, begging him to mount her a moment before the dragon reared. Crystal felt his weight fall on her hindquarters and then something incredibly hard and hot brush through her fur, leaving a trail of precum to mix with her own arousal. The male thrust once, missing her sex but then she felt the tip nestled against her entrance. There was a single heartbeat of stillness and then that wide length was filling Crystal, making her fall limp as the wondrous sensations sped up her spine, making her fur stand on end. Just the act, the feeling of slowly being spread by his cock was the most wondrous thing in the world at that moment. And she knew it was going to get much better.

The bulge of a half-formed knot at her lips halted the dragon and again he was still for a heartbeat. The aching itch that had tormented Crystal for so long was finally being sated as the dragon began to thrust rapidly with long strokes. It was almost too much for Crystal after so long with no stimulation at all. That knot was slamming against her clit at the apex of every thrust and she pushed back the little that she could. The white dragoness could feel the orgasm creeping up, accelerated her heat, the sensitivity of her sex and the long denial she'd endured. The cock inside her seemed to swell almost imperceptibly and he thrust harder, stretching Crystal's entrance wide with the knot.

Crystal moved with him in a rhythm, needing the knot inside her now to cum. It was the final piece of the puzzle, the last thing she needed to reach the climax that was making her feel like she was about to burst. The dragon slammed his hips against Crystal's, her lips straining around the widest part of the knot before it popped into her. She heard the muffled moan of the dragon above her as the knot inflated a little more, sealing it inside her while spurts of heat shot out in her lower belly. Crystal braced herself, waiting for the orgasm, waiting to cum and feel the need of heat leave her. It didn't arrive.

No no no no no! She thrashed around again, now also restrained by the knot that was locked inside her cunt. The sensations were so intense, the feeling of being knotted and of the dragon's cum filling her up so powerful that she couldn't understand it. She should have cum, she had to cum! She thrust back and forth the little she could, barely moving the cock inside her but it wasn't enough. Her sex spasmed and gripped the cock, milking it for all the seed it had but it wasn't the reaction of an orgasm. She squeezed harder, hoping to get the little bit of feeling she needed to reach the unattainable climax but all that happened was the dragon on top of her moaned again and shifted slightly.

Somehow, this was worse than the heat the humans had forced her into. Now she was trapped with a hot, thick cock inside her sex, knotted and filled with cum but completely unable to orgasm. Crystal felt as if she would go mad if forced to endure this for another moment. She howled and thrashed but there was nothing that she could do. Eventually she lay still, panting, as, after almost a quarter of an hour, the flow of cum inside her ceased and the knot began to get smaller.

As the dragon pulled out of her with a small pop, a small cascade of their combined juices falling from her sex, a small part of Crystal realised what had happened: she'd been bred. The humans had said she was fertile and there was no doubt she was filled with a compatible dragon's cum. If there was even a chance of her becoming gravid with eggs, it would happen. She lay her head down on the ground and closed her eyes, defeated.

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"Come on, girl," the human said, leading Crystal through the hall. "This way."

The dragoness stumbled a bit over the chains hobbling her feet, feeling heavier and less nimble than usual. She looked back over herself. Most of the narrow hall was taken up by her belly, which had swollen with the shape of a half dozen large eggs. She could also see the trail of drips left, courtesy of her heated sex. In all the months she had been here, the heat had never once waned in strength, nor had she been able to cum. Tail, tongue, claws, nothing worked, only leaving her feeling needier than before.

"Just through here," the human cooed reassuringly, using the voice one reserved for animals. Crystal returned her attention to the walk, passing through doors that opened at their approach. There were cages beyond, each filled with a dragoness and a nest that was either empty or full of eggs. As with every room here that contained dragonesses, the air was thick with the scent of many different heats. The human led Crystal to an empty cage and shooed her inside, the dragoness obeying meekly. There was a padded nest in the middle of the cage, a circle of stained grey cloth with a deep divot in the centre. She knew what she had to do, the humans had told her and made her practice.

Many of the other dragonesses watching, as well as a small crowd of humans, Crystal crouched over the padded nest, raising her tail and concentrating. The powerful heat made focusing on her sex an easy thing to do. Enough of the old Crystal remained that she felt a flush of humiliation at being forced to do this in the middle of a crowded room. A part of her realised that something private and sacred had been turned into a show.

"Hold it, girl," said her handler, tapping the screen of a tablet. Crystal moaned in brief acknowledgement. She could feel the eggs moving around in her womb and her lower lips twitched at the sensation. Already her dripping arousal was beginning to soak the padding of the nest, a dark spot spreading from underneath her.

"All right," said the human and Crystal heard the soft click of a button being pressed from outside the cage. At once, an uncomfortable heat flared in her belly and she felt the first egg begin to move. She shuddered and almost fell over, not in pain, but in pleasure. Months of heat and denial, plus the work of the nanites, had made every sensation unbearably pleasurable and intense for Crystal now. The tiny machines had been reworking her nerves for months.

She gasped and trembled as the egg pressed against the entrance to her womb, the slightly pointed tip pushing it open. Crystal couldn't stop the loud moan as the egg slipped into her tunnel, stretching it wider than the largest knot. Arousal gushed from her sex as she began to push, working the egg downwards with her muscles. Every squeeze, every sensation of the egg moving through her made Crystal hiss, her eyes lidded as she was pushed closer to an orgasm by laying her own eggs. It moved slowly, its size making it difficult for Crystal to move but she managed. By the time the first egg reached her entrance, spreading it wider than she thought possible, she was trembling and panting, knowing that the nanites would never let her cum, even though it felt so close!

The egg fell from her, landing softly on the padded nest and covered in a layer of her slick juices. By then, the next egg was already sliding out of her womb and the process started all over again, Crystal shuddering as she felt the familiar sensation of a denied climax, something she had felt many times before. She lay all six eggs, being edged by every single one even while her heat raged on. The dragons in the other cages watched, as did the humans, who either cheered or mocked her as they saw her swollen sex part for each egg.

When all of the eggs were in the nest and the humans had gone, Crystal lay exhausted beside her nest in the cage. As always when she was unbound, she desperately wanted to masturbate but something stopped her this time. There was something special about looking at the eggs, her eggs, although her fogged mind couldn't quite grasp it. She lay there, curled around the nest as she gazed at the eggs that still gleamed wetly in the fluorescent lights.

The human that took care of her approached and pet her back through the bars of the cage. "Don't worry," he said softly. "They'll be gone in the morning and then, in a couple of days, you'll get to have another clutch."