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"C'mon Kani, don't be a chicken!" Kanis' sister taunted her.

"I'm not a chicken!" the young gryphoness answered "I just think that that's the worst idea you two have had yet!"

"Worse than the one with the rotten tree?" Mari asked, smirking "You know what a speech mom gave us after that."

Kani remembered well. Sali, Mari and herself had to listen to their mothers' reprimand every day for a whole week, and the older gryphoness still brought it up occasionally.

"Well, maybe not...But that already was a really, really dangerous. I don't think mom is going to be happy if we do something that's just 'really' dangerous."

"Dangerous. And fun" Sali piped up. The third of the triplets had, like her sister Mari, a curious, adventurous nature. And Kani always let herself be dragged along. Although...

"Yeah. It was kind of fun" she grinned. Then her smile dropped again. "I'm still not sure this is really necessary..."

Mari gave a disappointed sigh. "See Sali, a chicken." She tauntingly strutted towards Kani. She was slightly larger than both of her sisters and her feathers bore a deeper brown than theirs. Mari always was the first to bring new ideas to the other two.

"A little scaredy chick, afraid of her own shadow. Bok-bok-bok-bok!_Isn't that right Kani? _Bok-bok?"

"I'm not a chicken!" Kani snapped again "I just don't have my head so wrapped around my haunches by this, unlike you two."

"You don't?" Mari asked as she brushed a wing over that special spot of her sister. That special spot between her flanks. That special,burning spot that had been tormenting her for the last few days.

Kanis' eyes bugged out at the contact. Involuntarily, she arched her back and gave a warbling cry as a feeling like liquid fire spread through her rump, much to the largest sisters' amusement. "Not necessary, huh? Not necessary my tailfeathers."

"C'mon Kani" Sali piped up now "It's the same for all three of us, and mom told us that only one thing can help against this."

Kani remembered well when Mother had talked about heat. Her daughters had noticed one day that their mother smelled really weird, and after inquiring her about it, the older gryphoness had turned around and presented the three hatchlings with her own special spot. It had been all puffed up and rosy, not hidden by feathers like it usually was.

Then she had explained to the sisters that every now and then, a female gryphoness got a certain itch between her legs, one that meant that she was ready for eggs now. Only a male could scratch that special itch, with an organ that grew from their special place called a penis. By putting that special organ into a females itchy special place, or vagina, Mother explained, a male could give the female eggs.

Mari had asked whether that meant that they would get new little sisters now. Mother had laughed and replied with a no. A female could search for a male not of her own kind and let him sate her urges. Different species could not have eggs together, but they still could help each other out. Also, Mother explained, unless sated by a male, this heat could go on for weeks, growing more intense and bothersome as time passed. The female alone could not scratch her itch alone, only able to achieve a short-lived relief.

Afterwards, the regal gryphoness had flown off in search for someone to mate with who wouldn't leave her with a clutch, leaving the hatchlings alone for a week. Being alone for days or even weeks was common enough for them, since Mother usually had to fly far to find food for herself, the gryphoness unable to sustain herself on the frogs and rodents inhabiting the murky marsh the avian family lived in. The same was true for the rocky outskirts of the nearby mountain, the adult simply to large to sneak up on the small animals like her daughters did.

All this flashed through Kanis' head as she tried to regain her breath. "C'mon, it wouldn't be the same without you" Sali whined. Kani looked at her through half-lidded eyes. Her sisters usually flowing and glistening beige cloak was ruffled and dull. Her breathing went slightly heavier than usual, and with each inhale her hindquarters twitched a bit.

Despite her confident behavior, Mari didn't look much better. Her eyes had a certain haunted look, and the feathers on the insides of her thighs were even darker than the rest of her coat, soaked and sticky with the constant stream of fluid dripping from between her legs.

Despite what Mother had told them, they had tried to help themselves. But after two hours and a lot of admittedly very good feelings from that special place, the three hatchlings were left exhausted, soggy, and not an inch satisfied.

Still..."Mom said he doesn't like us."

"She also said that males nearly fall over themselves when a girl with an itch presents themselves to them" Mari said confidently "I'm sure he won't be so mean once he gets a whiff of all three of us."

There weren't many large creatures like gryphons in these desolate parts of the world. Sometimes there were visitors, but they quickly left again after spending a few days in the foggy swamps or the barren mountains.

The exceptions were the sisters and their mother of course, as well as a big red dragon living in the mountains. The girls only had seen him on two occasions, and both times he had barely spared them a passing glance. Kani felt like she agreed with her mother on him not liking them.

"It's decided then, right Kani? Let's go, let's go!" Sali cried. "Yeah, let's go" the gryphoness sighed, defeated. Mari was probably right. The way Mother had talked about it, males were pudding around females in heat. Surely even this grumpy dragon wouldn't be an exception. Besides, what was the worst that could happen?

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While the three sisters couldn't actually fly yet, they could use their wings to glide or perform longer hops, and this, together with their agile nature, made it quite easy for them to navigate the slopes and rocks.

Although, as it turned out, none of them actually knew where exactly the dragon lived. They knew these mountains quite well, owed to their repeated adventures into these parts, but they had never come across the place the dragon called home. Of course Mari assured them that she could find it nonetheless.

"I'm pretty sure I can smell him" she said, squinting and deeply inhaling. "I can't smell anything" Sali whined. Kani herself couldn't either, at least nothing that smelled like dragon. The only thing she caught was her siblings' and her own egg-heavy scent. "I'm pretty sure I can smell him. Something like old wood is is in the air here, but there aren't any trees around."

"I can't smell anything either" Kani added. "If it's too weak for Sali and me to smell, he can't have been around here for very long. Maybe he just rested here or something." Mari leaped into the air, and extending her jump with a flutter of her wings. "No. No, I'm sure it's getting stronger. This way!" She motioned further uphill.

Kani was starting to get exhausted. They were already pretty far up the mountain, and she never had been quite as fit as her sisters. Panting, she called out to Mari, who was the furthest ahead: "I really don't think_...hhh...he is up...hhh...here! Maybe we should...hhh..._go back down and search somewhere else?"

"Nope we shouldn't! Just look what I found here!" Mari called back, bouncing up and down.

True enough, there was a cave opening. And when her sisters had caught up, even they could smell the now quite strong scent of old trees, the area quite saturated with it. "He gotta be in there! Who wants to say Hello first?" The deep brown gryphoness looked expectantly at her sisters.

A moment passed.

Then another one.

Mari looked more and more appalled as time passed. "No one? Are you a chicken too, Sali?"

"I don't know..." the cream-colored gryphon replied "why...why don't you go first? To...check if he really is in there?" She nervously stepped from one claw on another. Mari gave an exasperated sigh "Ugh! Fine then you little chicken hatchlings, I shall go in there on my own and conquer the fearsome beast myself!" She smirked. "And then I'm going to make fun of you for being afraid of this overgrown scaly puppy."

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Sru'raak, The Great, The Crimson Sky, The Thunder Of Dawn, was thoroughly enjoying a nap.

Until he was woken by a pestering, squeaking sound and an odd tingle in his nose. Snorting through his nostrils, he hazily opened his eyes, slowly focusing back on the waking world.

And he was greeted by a small, beaked and feathered creature, right in front of his face.

Growling, he jerked his head back. Why was one of those feathered little pest up in his face while he was asleep? "Mhm, wha-what is the meaning of this?" he asked while rising on all fours, still trying to shake of his drowsiness. "Hi!" The feathery pests' shrill voice made his head ache

"My sisters' and I have a really bad itch, and Mom said only a male can scratch that for us. Could you be that male for us please?"

He blinked. After being woken so unpleasantly, Sru'raaks' mind was slow on the uptake, but one thing he registered. This little winged vermin wanted something from him, from him, this overgrown pigeon dared_to demand something of a dragon. Not enough that they dared challenge the dragons' rule of the sky, no, now they came to him personally, to_ask for something?

Just as he was about to snap at this little rat for such insolence, a scent crept into his nose. Something he hadn't smelled in quite some time. Then he started processing what exactly she had just said.

"Rrrrrr, what 'itch' are you talking about?" he growled, scenting the air to confirm his suspicion. The gryphon chick in front of him turned, presenting her haunches and what laid in between them. A wave of female need wafted over his snout as he focused his eyes on that ripe, puffy slit presented to him. "This right here" she chirped

He had come to these remote, desolated lands for solitude. He did not value the company of other dragons, nor their rigid cultural norms. He was perfectly content with spending his life alone, if that meant that he did not have to listen to the lectures and berating of his species. An unfortunate side effect however was that warm, tight holes to relieve one's sexual urges into were frustratingly hard to come by. Although he could take care of his needs perfectly well on his own, and he even found a form of twisted satisfaction in spilling his seed in ways that would be abhorred by his kin, there was simply no replacement for a female orifice gripping down on ones' member.

He had know that there was a family of gryphons living at the foot of these mountains he claimed his own, but as long as they stayed out of his sight and did not intrude into his territory, he was perfectly content with letting them dwell close by.

Although now, they had overstepped their boundaries. But it seemed that he could get a bit...creative with this ones' punishment.

Wait, one?

"Did you say, 'your sisters and you'? Did I hear that correctly?" She turned back around, hiding that delicious pink crack from sight, although the smell was still ripe in his nostrils.

"Yeah, but the two little scaredy chicks are waiting outside. They think you'll me mean, but you don't seem so mean to me. Are you gonna help us?"

Sru'raak grinned a wicked grin, but the intention was lost on the brown chick. If these three heated, fertile cunts came to him on their own will, begging to be rutted, why in the world would he not oblige? "Yes,rrrrr, yes, I think I can help you scratch that 'itch'."

"Yay!" the chick peeped and called out "Kani! Sali! You can come in, he said he'll help us!" The crimson dragon watched as slowly, carefully, two more gryphon chicks emerged from the cave entrance, both smaller than the first and in slightly different shades of brown.

But all three had the same seductive scent about them.

The males' grin widened. This was going to a lot of fun.

Following their sisters' call, two more gryphonlings emerged from the cave entrance, the ones' coat a light, creamy color, the others' a lighter shade of brown than her sisters'. "So" Sru'raak rumbled while sitting himself up "your sister told me that the three of you are having trouble with a certain itch? And that you need my help with that?"

The chicks nodded and gave affirmative "Yup"s'. Only the smallest one, the one with the brighter brown coat remained silent, staring at him instead. He rested his head on a paw as he leaned forward, as if to listen to an exciting tale.

"Momma told us that the special spot between our legs gets all hot and tingly because our bodies want to have eggs inside their belly" The dark brown one immediately started to proudly rattle down, as if to impress the dragon with her knowledge "A male needs to use his own special place on the female to make the itch go away, even if he's a different species and can't make eggs with her."

"Mom also said that it feels really good when you do it" the creamy chick said "Is that true?" Oh, they'd see just how good it felt. At least for him. Probably for them too, given how deep into their heat they were, but that wasn't really his concern.

"Why yes, yes it does. Really, really good" he smiled.

"Cool! Then let's start, let's start!" the dark brown gryphon hopped around excitedly

Sru'raak retained his outward facade of polite friendliness, but inside he was cackling like a madman. Those poor, innocent chicks, with only basic concept of heat and mating, coming to the big, friendly dragon for help. He would make sure to properly educate them. "Now now, not so fast" he chided the excited gryphonling. "Your heat may tell you that you're ready for mating, but us males have no such thing to help them."

The chick that had been quit until now, with a coat neither as bright nor as dark of a shade of brown as her sisters' perked up now "Heat? What's that? And why would you need help?"

Oooooh, so innocent, so pure. The more time passed, the more fun this was going to be, it seemed. "Heat is another name for that itch you're having" he explained. Let's see if he couldn't teach those chicks all the dirty things and words that came with mating. "As for you second question, well, let me show you..." Sru'raak rose back up to his legs and turned around, mindful to keep his tail lowered. Wouldn't want to ruin the surprise, no?

He dropped back onto his haunches then rolled onto his back, shimmying up against the wall into a sitting position and keeping his legs close together for the moment. "Now, I think it's time I showed you my 'special place'. Be warned though, it looks quite different from yours." All three gryphon chicks leaned forward in curiosity at that. Holding back another wicked smile, the red male spread his hind legs, giving the three first row seats for the grand reveal.

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Kani gasped as the big dragon spread his legs. She hadn't quite expected just how different he would be. Where her sisters and she herself had a fleshy crevice, the male carried a wrinkly, bloated tube, and just below hung two massive orbs, resting on the dragons tail. "Wooooow..." it escaped her. Mari, of course, was already thoroughly investigating. "What's that lump for? And what are those balls?" She cocked her head as she hopped closer to the dragons crotch.

"Patience,rrrrr, I will get to that. First, why don't you three get closer so you can get a better look?"

Sari was quick enough to follow the dragons' suggestion, while Kani herself was a bit more reluctant. When all three of them were huddled around the dragons' crotch, partially sitting on his tail even, he continued his lesson. Even if Kani didn't want to admit it, she was just as eager as her sisters to learn more about males. Especially if it meant that this bothersome heat between her legs would go away.

"Now, these indeed are called balls" the dragon said, hefting the spheres under the watchful gaze of the gryphlets "and inside of them, there's a fluid stored called seed, or sperm. Putting that inside a females' belly when she's in heat will cause her to get gravid with a clutch of eggs." Sali reached a paw out to touch one of the orbs, but the male interrupted her "Atutut, no touching yet. I say when it's okay to touch, and not before."

Kani in the meantime was mesmerized by these round orbs. They looked so big, even on a creature that was so much larger than them, and when she inhaled through her nares, a scent assaulted her mind that made her hindlegs weak and her special spot tingly. "Smell...." she mumbled, dazed and with wobbly legs all of a sudden.

"Hm? Oh yes, they smell quite good, don't they? But I'm not finished yet, so wait with your scenting after I'm done, alright? Now, where was I?" The male trailed his paws upwards, stroking over his crotch."Ah right. The sheath." he wiggled the fleshy tube with a paw while Kani was doing her best to try and refocus on his voice, her mind still clouded by his scent. "This here is called a sheath, and inside is a meaty organ called a penis, or cock. It's small now, but here is precisely where your help is needed. A female grows ready for mating all on her own, but the males' do not. They usually need a little...encouragement from the female. So this will be your first practical lesson now, making my cock get hard."

He leaned back, folding his front paws over his chest. "Go ahead now, you can touch, smell, lick my balls and my sheath as much as you like." He looked at them expectantly.

For a moment, none of them moved, unsure of what to do. Then, Mari clambered onto the dragons' belly, face to face with the opening of his sheath. She took a few expectant whiffs, shuddering for a moment. "Ooooh, Kani was right, mmmm. This smells really....really good..." She closed her eyes and nuzzled against the males' fleshy ring, then opened her beak and dug her tongue into that musky opening.

That did it for the other two sisters. Kani was actually the first of the two to make a move, stumbling forward and grinding her beak against one of those full orbs that hung between the males' legs, inhaling wave after wave of that musky, spicy scent. She sidled closer to his groin, resting her head against one of his balls, cupping and stroking it gently, all the while inhaling more of his smell. Next to her, Sali followed suit, crawling close and snuggling up to his other orb as if it was her greatest treasure.

"It's so warm..." Kani mewled. Who cared if the dragon didn't really like them? He let them smell something so good, and when he was ready he would scratch their itch reeeaaal good, and that was all that mattered. "Oh, woooow" Salis' voice carried through the fog in her mind over to her. Gazing over to her sister, Kani saw her resting the side of her skull against the pouch while gently jostling around the orb she had access to. "Listen Kani" she said, eyes wide "just listen to it."

Kani did as asked, putting her head against the side of that throbbing sac, gently kneading it with her paws. Gurgling and sloshing noises greeted her. Shuddering, a thought crossed her mind. "Is....is that your seed Mister Dragon?" she stuttered without looking away from this heavy pouch, not even realizing that she never got the males' name.

He peered down at them. "Hm? Oh yes, there is quite a lot of it in there, isn't it? I haven't emptied them out in a while, so you three will get a nice, large batch of top-notch dragon cream. Speaking of which, would you look at that..."

Sali and Kani raised their heads, looking to where their sister was tending to the dragons' sheath. Or what previously was his sheath.

The fleshy tube had nearly completely disappeared, replaced by a big, red, pulsing rod. Eyes closed, Mari, partially sitting on top of it, was gently nipping at at one of the ridges that lined the side of the throbbing organ. "Mari..." Sali started.

The chocolate-furred gryphoness opened her eyes and immediately gave a startled squawk. She hadn't even realized just how much that particular part of the dragons body had changed under her ministrations. While she was still gawking at the tapered red spire in front of her, Kani saw the dragons' paws grip down on her rump.

"And now" he rumbled "since you helped me get ready so nicely, it's time for the main act to start..."

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The gryphoness made a surprised chirp as Sru'raak lifted her up and lined up her pink crack with his mating spire. "Oh-oh wooow..." she mumbled while looking down at the sizable log of flesh that was about to enter her "I-it's so, so b-big..." Peering down at her, the dragon noted that her eyes were half-lidded and her head was gently swaying left and right.

Heh. He hadn't considered that, but it was highly amusing and pleasing nonetheless. Living solitary like he did, he more often than not took the matter of satisfying himself into his own paws, quite literally. To accelerate his arousal, he had taken to letting his own seed dry on his body and particularly on his crotch, to the point where his own aged, distilled musk served him almost as well as a female dragon in heat. Of course, a virginal gryphon heat was still much, much sweeter.

What he hadn't expected was the effect his own pungent aroma would have on the chicks. Glassy eyes, drooling beaks, wobbly steps, all this because they got a full dose of his undiluted and distilled scent. Their ovaries had to be giving up eggs by the dozen at this point, a thought that cast another smile on Sru'raaks' face.

Now, it was time to show this cute little feathery thing what it meant to be taken by a dragon.

The brown feathered females' soft moans were violently interrupted as the dragon mercilessly slammed into her tight cunt. She made a choking sound, spittle flying from her beak, as she clutched all of her paws to her chest. The very first time something entered her, and the male had immediately opted to test her cervix' resolve. The ring of flesh had held firm, for now, but the rest of her cute, tiny tunnel hugged his member like snug glove. Hhhrng, too long since he had such tight, warm fit, Sru'raak thought to himself.

He started pulling out, preparing his cock for another assault on her innermost barrier. Her body seemed to be unwilling to let him go, clutching to his flesh as he slowly, deliberately pulled out with a_shluuuurping_ sound. "Nooooo...." the chick mewled "Back...." She started sobbing. Was she hurt? It would be rather inconvenient if he already broke his first cocksleeve.

"What's...what's with her?" the other brown gryphonet slurred, with as much concern in her voice as was possible for her in her current state "What's going on Mari?" The hen the dragon was rutting started clutching tightly to one of his paws with her own. "S-s-sooooo g-gooood..." she stammered "back, M-mister D-dragon" Another cry choked her "P-put it b-b-back iiiiin!" How adorable. A little mewling cub, dazed by her own need and flowing like a lewd waterfall. If there was any pain, her heat addled mind seemed to override it, he thought.

"Your sister is just having that really good feeling I told you about" he growled "You two go back to what you were doing down there before." The male shuffled his hindlegs, nudging the two hens between them closer to his crotch, urging them to continue their ministrations, which, while minuscule in comparison, still provided a pleasing rush of power. Then, he slammed her back down his breeding pole.

Another choking mewl escaped her throat as her canal was filled to the brim a second time and assaulting her innermost barrier once more. Sru'raak growled. As good as this hole was, he certainly wouldn't stop until he had access to all of her.

Her tight tunnel was teasing his ridges in all the right ways as he shoved his meat into her again and again, all the while she was crying and sobbing in mind-bending pleasure. It seemed like she hadn't even remotely been prepared for just how mating would feel, especially during her very first heat.

The red male was amazed at just how much fluid she was producing. Not even referring to the thin streaks of tears or the drool dripping over her beak, but the rivers of sweet smelling female juices gushing from her pussy, adding to his own stench and sprinkling over the siblings lapping at his cum stores. Apparently her womb was really desperate for a clutch.

With steady, rhythmic thrust he proceeded to plunder that sweet little cunt. Every push made her gasp, the tiny bird clinging to his paws for dear life. Weren't gryphon matings supposedly, tender, gentle affairs? Not to mention that even adults were smaller than Sru'raak himself. He chuckled inwardly. He would ruin these birds in more way than one, making them hunger for dragon, and only dragoncock. Luckily they were stretchy enough.

The males' scrotum was steadily turned into a slippery mess of female juices. He had no idea whether this was merely arousal, or if he was forcing this chick through a never-ending row of orgasms, but to be honest, he didn't really care, much more concerned by his own approaching release. This chicks' first dime had to be done proper after all.

And that meant that he had to get into that tight little womb.

And with a final push, he did. Giving in under the strain, her bruised cervix stretched wide, allowing him to slam home. Her breath caught, her eyes went wide, and with a shudder, she slowly spread her legs as wide as she could and looked at herself in disbelief.

Sru'raak grinned as he saw what she saw.

His cock was bulging out her midsection, forming a visible bump in her belly. Gryphons really were stretchy.

His grin widened when she brought her paws to her belly, petting and rubbing his member through her body. He knew hos his cock felt when he was stretching maws and gullets with it, but the womb itself? Unheard of. Forbidden. And thus, thrice as arousing. "W-wow..." she mumbled, eyes glassy "S-sali, Kani, l-look! Awesome..."

"About to get a lot better" the male grunted, feeling his sack pull tight "you just watch closely now."

With a content growl, the the dragon started cumming, his balls starting to jump up and down, much to the amazement of the other two chicks. The chocolaty one on the receiving end of his load squeaked adorably as she felt wave after wave of thick, hot dragon semen flow into her.

Even though Sru'raaks penis lacked a knot, when compared to her tiny form, it had absolutely no problem sealing her womb shut with it's girth, causing every single drop of his cum to pool inside her, stretching her belly. A surprised warble escaped her beak when she felt her mid-section swell under her paws, hind paws erratically kicking in the air as her once aerodynamic form was turned into a lewd, round mess.

A stuffed turkey, he thought, chuckling to himself as he was involuntarily reminded of this particular name two-leggers had for one of their dishes. This one here wasn't quite as fancy, but just as thoroughly filled, he thought as he finished, starting to slowly and deliberately pull out.

After all, he wanted to give her cervix enough time to close back up, couldn't have all that cum leaking back out now could he? The fact that his ridges stimulated both him and the gasping hen on their way out was an added bonus.

With a wet shluph! He finally pulled free of the gryphon, his semi-erect cock and her crotch stained with a liberal mixture of their juices. Unceremoniously, he lifted her up and plopped the swollen avian onto the ground and turned his attention to the other two chicks.

"So, who of you is going to be next?"

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It didn't even dawn on Kani what the big dragon meant at first. Next with what? When it dawned on her, Sali had already moaned "Meeee....". As the dragon snatched her sister up with a hungry look in his eyes, Kani heard another moan behind her.

Mari laid dazed, panting, and drooling that odd white juice in large globs from between her legs on the ground. Was she ok? Would the dragon be angry if she checked? He seemed busy enough with Sali, who squawked as he impaled her on his penis.

Stumbling over to her sister, she slumped down in front of her. Mari laid on her back, spread eagle, forepaws cradling her swollen belly while her hindlegs were sticking high in the air, showing off her messy crotch. Kani could scarcely believe her eyes. If her slit had been swollen before, the dark brown avians' pussy was sticking from her like a sore thumb now, gaping slightly and practically swimming in that white stuff. Didn't it come from the dragons' balls? What had he called it again? Cum?

"Kaaaaani...." She hunkered down at her sisters' voice. Chest low to the ground, rear raised high, she crept over to her sister, careful as if to not disturb her. "What is it? Are you okay?" the brown bird asked with concern. "Waaaaarm..." her sister groaned "S-so f-full....It was awesome. You h-have to try this..."

She certainly looked full. Curiosity gripping her, Kani crouched in front of her sister and put her own paws on Maris' belly. If the warmth radiating from the dragons' balls had been mesmerizing, this was enthralling doubly so. Each breath sent shivers through the rounded gut, and the fact that this was her sister, her _sister_who she saw each day, played each day with, that it was her who was so comically swollen, sent Kanis' thoughts spiraling in the wildest direction.

And then it shot through her head. She would be next.

While the smallest of the three birds was busy admiring her sisters' bloated form, she didn't notice that she was putting up quite the show for the dragon. Back towards him, with her hind raised and her legs spread, her puffy cooch was on display for both her sister and the male rutting her. While Sali was a bit too distracted by the log of flesh between her legs to notice , the dragons' gaze had lingered on her the moment she had turned her back on him. A hungry glint crept into his eyes.

His growling voice startled her as he spoke. "You. Come here. Now." he demanded. Kani felt a tinge of panic. He sounded kind of angry. And that look on his face didn't seem too promising either. But surely he wouldn't hurt her, right? Cautiously, she approached him, but her attention was diverted by her sister bouncing up and down on that log of meat, obviously enjoying herself. Eyes squeezed shut, beak open and drool dripping down, Sali was lost in pleasure. She hadn't really noticed before, with her nares being buried in the dragons' crotch and all, but now she could fully take in just how much the dragons' prick stretched the gryphoness.

How did all of that even fit? And even then, wouldn't it just be really painful? How was she going to take that? Her slit was so small compared to what the dragon had between his legs.

Before she had time to ponder further on on those thoughts, she was snatched up by one of the dragons' paws. She hadn't even realized she walked up right next to him. "Wouldn't be fair to leave you out of the fun, would it?" the dragon growled mischievously. Kani had no idea what he meant, and the way he held her in front of his skull like some tasty morsel certainly didn't fill her with confidence.

And when the dragon opened his maw, that lack of confidence turned into fear. Rows of gleaming white fangs framed a dark gullet, in the middle of which a fleshy, twisting tongue flicked back and forth. "No!" she shrieked, twisting and struggling to get away "Don't eat me, don't eat meeeee!" His tongue flicked over her thighs, and she jerked her hindlegs, trying to kick him with her claws. The only result was that the dragon slightly adjusted his grip, cupping her legs over her midsection and bringing them into a position where they could do him no harm.

"Now, if you would kindly stop struggling, you too may have your fun" he rolled his eyes, even if Kani couldn't see that. Then, he struck forward with his tongue, right into the gryphoness' tight cunny.

She went rigid. Sure her sister and herself had tried to satisfy each other with their tongues, but they couldn't even remotely compare to this. She grit her beak as he started digging into her, his sizable tongue dragging over her insides in all the right ways.

A goofy grin appeared on her face. This was the best thing ever. Better than when mother had taken them flying for real. Better than when they had found the cave with the waterfall. Nothing could compare to this. She grit her beak in pleasure. Hopefully the dragon was nice enough to this more often.

Then she felt something prodding against a barrier deep inside her. Panting, she looked up, the dragons maw still worryingly close, but at the other hand, it had to be, considering the way his tongue was squirming around inside her. That spot got prodded again. Kani felt like there was some sort barrier inside her that prevented his tongue from reaching further. Already shocks of pleasure were traveling through her entire body, but every time she felt his tongue poking against that barrier, she felt something far greater looming.

Then it happened. She could feel that wall giving in, seemingly opening up for the dragons' tongue. He would not relent so close to his prize, slamming himself into her again and again, until with a yowl from her, her innermost wall gave in. She screeched in orgasmic heights as his pink tongue dug into her very core, scraping against her deepest reaches and stimulating her beyond all imagination.

How could something be so hot and not burn her? Kanis' insides felt like they were on fire, a fire that was eating her up from the inside in the best way possible. She blanked everything from her mind and simply delighted in the pleasurable burn that engulfed her entire form.

Even though she was way too out of it to notice, the dragon was enjoying himself immensely as well. With one little gryphon hole was bouncing up and down on his cock, and another one drenching her rump and his snout in sweet, delicious juices, what male would not erupt with all might?

Kani only returned to reality when she suddenly felt unbearably empty. Blinking, she saw Sali curled around her swollen belly on the ground, the males' throbbing spire glistening with a mix of juices. And aimed right between her legs.

"And now" the dragon rumbled "it's high time we take care of number three, don't you think?" Her response was cut short as she was violently slammed down onto the dragons' member. Choking, her vision went white for a second as his dick slammed against the back of her womb, her cervix already broken in and unable to offer any resistance under such a vicious assault.

His tongue simply could not compare to this. While it had reached the same depths, his penis was much, much thicker, the texture digging into all the right spots. How could she ever have thought that his tongue had been the best thing ever? This was ten, no, a hundred times better.

Spots started appearing in front of her eyes. The dragons' claws gripped her hindlegs, spreading them apart and steadying his grip on her trashing form. For the dragon, she was the best cocksleeve yet, immediately able to take his entire length into her, thanks to his preparation, and while her trashing fit was mildly distracting, it was also empowering.

Kani remembered something, something she had thought important not a few moments ago, but now she could barely form a coherent thought. What was it again? It had to do something with her sisters. Then she remembered.

The dragon had stretched them. Not only their slits, but their bellies as well. Even without the white stuff. Was her belly big too right now? Forcing her hands as steady as she could, she cupped her midsection. Yes, that moving bump wasn't there normally. She kneaded and squeezed at her bulge, eliciting a deep growl from the dragon. Did he like that? He seemed to hump a little faster, so he probably liked it.

Craning her head, the avian looked down at herself, wanting to see just how much the dragon was stretching her.

She blinked.

Why was nothing there? All she saw was was flashing colors. But why?

Then she felt a stabbing pain in her chest. She had forgotten to breathe, it shot through Kanis' mind, the little gryphon hen quickly trying to remedy the situation by inhaling as fast as she could.

It didn't help! The spots only started flashing quicker, and her head felt like it was spinning. Desperately, she reached out with trembling claws, trying to get her sisters to help. She couldn't even call to them, all that came out of her beak was a throaty warble.

A hand closed around her own. Not gryphon hands, but a big, scaly one. The dragon held his paws reassuringly in her own. He would watch her, make sure no harm came to her, she thought as suddenly, wave after wave of liquid warmth was spreading through her belly. Was that his white cream? Would she swell like her sisters? How would it feel like when they cuddled together, bloated as they were?

She tightened her grip on the dragons hand. They'd definitly had to visit again. After all, maybe the dragon wasn't so mean, was the last thought going through her head before darkness engulfed her.

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With a satisfied groan, Sru'raak tapered off after shooting his third load of the day. Preparing the last chick with a little tongue-fuck had been an excellent idea, allowing him to get into that hot womb right away. Maybe a bit too excellent, he thought as he pulled the hatchling off of his cock, her body limply dangling in his grip. Seems like she had lost consciousness somewhere in the middle. She had been panting rather fast after all, and he had given her no time to calm down.

Not that this was of any particular concern to him. He had his fun, the gryphonlings too, and if it had become too much for them, why would he be to blame? "What's with Kani?" he heard the chocolaty avian say "Is she okay? Why is she sleeping?" "She is just exhausted my sweet" he responded in his most fatherly voice "You needn't worry about her. Why don't you two hop back to your mother, hm? I'll make sure your sister is alright and then send her right after, okay?"

"Mmmmh, I don't think we should be leaving her alone like this..." she murmured. It occurred to the male that now, that their heat was sated, they would be much less suggestible. "Look" he said, gently lowering the blacked-out gryphon onto the stone beside him "you two can't carry her back home in your condition. You can barely walk as is" he motioned towards their swollen bellies "and your mother is surely worried about you. Shouldn't you tell her that you are alright?"

"Mom is out hunting, she doesn't mind us going out on our own when she is..." the creamy hen piped up.

"But what if she returns? Shouldn't you be there when she comes back?"

"I..I guess so..." the brown hen said.

"No, I can't have your mother worrying about her children, I wouldn't want to be responsible for that" Sru'raak shook his head "You two hurry along to your home and I make sure your sister is alright."

"What about our bellies? They aren't going to stay this big, right?" the brightly colored gryphonling asked.

"No, don't worry, they will turn back to normal after a bit, I can assure you that " he said confidently.

"I guess we go then..." the young gryphon said and turned towards the exit, followed by her sister, uncaring for the trail of white goop they left behind.

Their bellies would turn back to normal alright, but not after they squeezed out an inordinate amount of eggs, Sru'raak grinned to himself. Gryphons could mate with Serpents, Blackwolfs or Dire Hawks without any fear of consequences, but dragons had the curious trait of being able to breed with almost any creature under the sun, gryphons included. They were in for one hell of a surprise when their bellies grew only bigger and bigger. As for the third hen, he had other plans for her...

He hadn't really planned on keeping any of them around at first. A quick romp had been all he sought, but this one had given him a rather delicious idea. While a dragon could go for extensive amounts of time without sustenance, it was rather uncomfortable doing so.

And what better meal than one seasoned in sexual juices?

Leaning back again, he snatched the little morsel up by a hindpaw, holding her above his head, looking at her dangling form. Beak slightly ajar, wings hanging limp, a thin trail of white fluid running from between her legs down her front.

The dragon opened his maw and curled his tongue around her midsection as he begun stuffing the little hatchling beak-first down his throat. With one paw pushing her further towards her end, the other wandered down to his crotch, gripping his still semi-erect dick. Might as well help himself to round four, he thought, while helping himself to round threes' participant in an entirely different way.

Distending his jaw, he quickly gulped down the first half of his little snack, the feathers delightfully tickling his throat. His tastebuds filled with a delightful mix of sweet and salty flavors, the latter of which he knew all to well.

Now quite rapidly, only the hatchlings cute little rump and feet were sticking from between his jaws. Removing his hand from her rump and curling up his tongue, Sru'raak plunged it straight down her leaking muff, pushing her further down and tasting their combined fluids at the same time.

As the chick started to bulge out his neck, he could not help himself but remember some of the times he had 'played' with his food. Like that one time he had found a serpent in the twigs of one of the marsh-trees, rammed his cock down its' throat until its' neck broke and then ate it like a cream-filled pie.

He started to jerk his paw faster along his cock as he thought about that. His current meal meanwhile was completely submerged in his throat, bulging out the red scales on its' whole way down. Then it began to stir.

The male grinned. Maybe she had woken back up. Her period of consciousness would be measured rather short, considering she was cut off from air and would soon be eaten up by his digestive tract.

Inside his throat, Kani was rather confused. She remembered bouncing up and down Mister Dragons penis, but after that, there was only darkness. Why was everything dark and soft and now? A pleasant warm tingle filled her body, and her head felt light like a feather. Where were Sali and Mari?

Stretching out her front paws, she tested the surface of this weird environment. It was giving in just a tiny bit, but it was constantly in motion, as if it was moving her somewhere. What could that mean?

The thought escaped her, her dizzy mind unable to grasp it and ponder over it. It was dark in here, wherever this was, and it smelled like rotten carcasses, but at least it was warm and soft. She would go for a nap now, and tomorrow, surely everything would be sorted out. With a smile, she closed here eyes. She couldn't wait for the adventures her sisters and she would have, when she woke back up

Just a little squirm, a pathetic pawing against the insides of his throat, and his meal was motionless again. Sru'raak grinned. He preferred his food fighting a little harder for its' survival, but this here had its' own attraction. Was the stuffed chick even aware she was to serve as, well, a serving?

He grasped both paws around his member, moving them up and down, already feeling his balls ready his last reserves of sperm. His sensitivity barely ever waned, no matter how often he emptied himself, although it became a rather unspectacular experience without a proper splash of white.

Finally, the gryphon came to rest inside his stomach with a muted gurgle. Upon feeling her form slide to a halt, and the pleasant sensation of a full meal filling his stomach, the dragon let loose with a content groan, his cum merely dribbling in large globs from his spire, seeping into his sheath and flowing over his balls..

Licking his lips and tasting the residual gryhpon, Sru'raak rolled onto his feet, the slight bulge in his gut jiggling ominously. He'd have to avoid sleeping in this cave for a while, he guessed. A rather furious gryphon matron was the last thing he would want to happen upon his sleeping form.

Uncaring for the cum clinging to his paws and dripping from his crotch, he made his way towards the exit of the cave. Thinking of gryphon matrons, he might have to pay this family a visit some time. Not right away of course, with his belly full and his sack empty there was no reason to. But if he should feel hungry or horny again, he'd starting looking for those feathery treats.

A slight spring crept into Sru'raaks' gait at the thought, while his digestive tract was hard at work using the provided energy to refuel his mating essence.