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The stink of fire and melted metal filled Sir Edmund's nose, making him wrinkle it up a little bit, but it didn't bother him nearly as much as the first time he had come here, or even the fifth time. He had walked up this mountain several dozen times in the last year, each time with the dragoness that lurked in the cave warning him that eventually she was going to snap him up in one bite. The threat not something that rang true, not after the first few times he had come to visit the exotic ruby red beast that was feared by so many. Not that he had come after her head, he had come for knowledge, something that was far more valuable to him.

He stepped along the rocks and saw the scorch marks that were fresh enough to make him grimace. He had no doubt that someone had come searching for the reward the head of Farisa would give him and instead met his doom. He felt a flinch of guilt, but it was truly the knights fault. He was not above fighting himself, he had done so in the past, but he knew the wisdom of fighting only when needed. He found it distasteful in the extreme to fight simply because one wanted to earn a bit of gold. He would rather live in poverty, and he did, his ancestral home a castle so old that it was nearly falling apart around his ears. There were those that knew of his friendship with the dragon to urge him to take her head and enjoy the wealth.

When he had first met her, he was baffled and delighted with the dragon that had greeted him at the cave opening. He had expected a slavering beast, spewing fire and rage at him, instead she had lifted her elegant head from where it rested on her folded arms and regarded him with weariness. The face had been so expressive that there was no doubting the intelligence there as her large body was sprawled out like a pile of the finest jewels. He had never encountered such a creature, finding himself baffled and intrigued all at once as he had automatically greeted her with a few stammering words. That had been the way to her heart, she had looked shocked at the greeting, regarding him with interest that had started their odd friendship.

And people still want me to try and kill her for the reward. He thought with dismay and irritation. They are so blind.

He snorted at the idea and moved wide around the scorched spot and moved further up towards the massive opening of the cave. The darkness illuminated by hands of sunlight thanks to the holes set in the cave walls that spilled down bands of light. His eyes took time to adjust as he stepped into the cool darkness, looking around and not seeing any hint of the body of the knight that had come to face Farisa, but she no longer left those littering around. She knew it distressed him, though she hardly understood why, she was respectful enough to let it go rather than fight with him over the matter.

"Farisa?" He called out, his eyes sweeping the darkness before he heard a ripple of movements, a scrape of scales on metal.

"Edmund!" She almost sang his name as there was movement in the heart of the cave. "You've returned from the capital!"

"I told you I would." He said with a smile, walking into the room with a glance towards the sprawling pile of gold and silver that she was reclined on. "Did you think I was going to be running away from you?"

"Well, humans do leave so quickly." Farisa answered while he passed through the bands of light towards the heart of her home.

The dragoness was reclining sleepily, looking well fed and content as she peered down at him with brilliant looking eyes. The darkness didn't hide the beauty of her jewel like scales or the intensity of the ice blue eyes that were lidded slightly to regard him. Her body was curved and sprawled out so that her fully heavy breasts were entirely bared at him without a hint of shame. That had been the real shock, he had expected an animal on all fours, instead, her body was very like a human in so many ways as her legs were curled beneath her and her arms were folded in front of her so that the underside of the full breasts rested against them. It made them look fuller and riper than normal, causing him to flush a little bit in automatic reaction to her.

"And as I've told you before, I have no desire to leave you for long." Edmund smiled as he moved around the edges of the treasure, careful not to touch. "I did pick up a few interesting tid bits there, though the lady I went to see would have nothing to do with me."

"She wouldn't?" Farisa sounded sharp and angry, swinging her head down towards him with a snort. "And why not?"

"Ahh, she is well bred, I am not so high enough to garner anything more than the lightest of attentions to me." He sighed a little as he made his way to the small stack of well worn stones that she had polished and set aside for him. "I'm not so handsome as many of the others, either."

"Nonsense! For a human, you're a quite perfect!" Farisa growled the words out angrily. "Perhaps it was because you were covered up in all those trappings, she couldn't see proof of your virility. A drake should always display what he is offering to a potential mate."

"Farisa!" He yelped out the word and his cheeks went hot, burning until he felt dizzy as he sat down and the dragoness edged in closer to him, smoke trickling up along the line of the muzzle. "Humans are not like dragons."

"It seems to me that if you were anything like dragons you would have walked away with a proper mate." She stated plainly and swung her head so close down that her ice blue eye reflected himself back to her. "Why do you think I do not have to struggle to find a mate for myself?"

She shifted and then slowly stretched out as her lips pulled backwards to show the sharp white teeth that were nearly as tall as he was. The movement exposed her slowly, rippling muscles so that he was struggling to keep his eyes away from her, to jerk them down to the ground rather than see how those soft scaled breasts shook slightly and the muscles rolled along the sweep of her belly. That only drew his eyes further down towards the line of the mound that she never even attempted to hide from him, the pursed lips were thick and promising and he grew more flustered as he jerked his eyes up in an effort to be modest.

That seemed to delight her as she crooned out her laughter and sprawled on her back, her legs partially spread and her head tilted towards him. He knew that she loved how easily he blushed and reacted to her, but he found it unfair that she knew how to make him grow flustered, but he couldn't do the same. Her lips were quirked up in wicked laughter, the tongue tip just showing right between the lips with a little bit of a curl. The length of it was dark red and glistening in the light while he gave a little bit of a jolt and finally moved his eyes towards his hands instead of her.

"You see? You are not showing yourself well." Farisa lectured, flicking her eyes up a little bit and then sighing. "You should get out of those little bits of metal. So much shame, no wonder a female didn't want your eggs."

"We don't.. Humans don't... There are no eggs!" He stammered out, Edmund's ears going even darker red as the throbbing beat could be felt there. "We aren't dragons!"

"Well clearly!" She teased with a shake of his head. "Still, it is good that you've returned, it was starting to get boring with the way people kept coming here just to try and take my head. You'd think they'd grow bored."

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Farisa didn't hide her pleasure from her companion on his return, the smile didn't leave her muzzle as he began to talk about his trip to the capital and the fact that he had courted several girls there. She had urged him to do so, she knew that humans had mayfly lives and she was distressed that he had never taken a mate. It was something that caused her to worry for him, since as much as she knew about humans, they really did do better when they had families. That flustered Edmund a great deal when she had begun to press him for when he would sire a clutch of his own and that had led to several long conversations about how that was just not done.

The ruby red dragoness had rarely spoken to humans in the past, most of whom had been juveniles that didn't know enough to be afraid of her. This was the first man that had shown any real interest in her, the knight something of an anomaly since she had heard others that had come to kill her attempting to imitate him. As if she didn't see past their flowery language and the attempts to trick her. They treated her as if she were slow and dim witted, only Edmund ever gave her any indication that he knew just how smart she was and treated her accordingly. Still, it was at least more amusing than knights that came in screaming and armed where the battle was too short to be amusing.

"I still think you should try it my way." She interrupted Edmund from his talk about what books he had found at the capital. "The knights that come here are all flash and no substance, you should have substance, show them that you are a worthy male."

"Will you just drop that!" He squeaked out, flushing and squirming in his seat while she sat up and laughed a little bit.

"You are too often alone. I've talked to other knights, they all have ladies that they are pledging too." She commented and tilted her head to one side. "Or do you not wish ladies? Perhaps a knight?"

"FERISA!" He squealed her name so loud that she roared out laughter and curled her tail a little bit around her.

The outrage that was displayed was more than amusing to her, but she shifted her weight a little bit before purring sweetly at him as she were just talking about it for his own good. Humans were such foolish things, but she enjoyed teasing her friend a great deal. It was good to have him back, she had been growing rather bored without him to visit her. Oh, she wasn't lacking anything, she was simply starting to feel that restlessness that she knew was coming on the edges of her season. It made her long for distractions in an effort to stop herself from roaming. Most young females roamed to find a mate, but she found that doing that meant she wouldn't find a strong male to sire her offspring.

Dragons didn't come into season that often, normally once every fifty years or so, bearing only one to three eggs with each season. They were so long lived and such large creatures that they had to limit their population so that there was enough food for all. It also meant that when she did go into season it was far more intense than many beings experienced, though she was amused to think that humans always seemed to be in season in one way or another. She smiled a little bit down at her small companion and licked her lips at him, watching as he stumbled over his words to her delight.

"So, tell me about these books that you brought me to look over." She said after a few moments, taking pity on him and changing the subject. "I thought you said that you didn't want to try and explain human stories to me again?"

"Well these ones are a bit more...interesting, they have to do with famous dragons." Edmund brightened up and Farisa purred her pleasure towards him in approval. It would be a good way to spend her afternoon listening to him tell her stories.

Perhaps I will have him bring romance books some time, after all, it would be quite interesting to see how he responds to trying to explain to me how humans court women. She thought with a growing smile, settling in with her arms beneath her breasts to listen to him. At least it would make time go quicker.

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"Hurry up!" Farisa's voice came from the cavern, her wings spread as she peered down at Edmund panting as he stumbled up the path.

His body ached, his chest was tight with a pain that hadn't gone away even through the mild weather of spring. It was a tightness that made his every breath come out in short heavy bursts, wheezing at times while he struggled to keep going at the same pace he had started with. He knew that it was a farce, there was no way he could get to the top of the mountain today, the air was too thin and he was already coughing so heavily that he cold taste blood on his tongue. The healer's attempts to nurse him were obviously failing dreadfully, failing at even the smallest comforts that were supposed to ease the pain in his chest.

The cough had come over the winter, when he had been spending most of his time fighting brigands and thieves on the King's Road. He had spent long hours and days in battle, testing himself against desperate men, but he had also spent many nights freezing with the barest breath of a fire able to warm him. It had only been a matter of time before he caught something, but this was more than an ordinary cold, this was something that was weakening him to the core and he had no ability to fight it off. No matter how hard he struggled, he found himself growing worse and dropping weight rapidly. It had been a month and he was sure he felt worse now than he had when he had first come down with the wretched illness.

He waved his arm up towards his friend as he made it to the rock outcropping that signaled the start of the real climb. He tried to make it a friendly wave, but the next wave of coughing hit him and he began to fall forward, his hand caught one of the trees to hold himself up as he let out a ragged series of choked noises. His chest was crackling with each breath, screaming to him that he wasn't getting enough air. His cheeks turned red, flushing while he tried to get enough air to make the dizziness stop. The taste of blood was alarming, but there was little he could do about it, not when the healers only gave him more mashed herbs and disgusting mixtures to try and fix him.

He was leaning against a rock, rasping out another breath as he heard the beat of wings above him and the was a flash of rubies. Even as he was having trouble catching his breath, he could spare an admiring glance at the jewel like dragoness that dropped down towards him with a flash of her broad wings. They pumped lightly, catching the air and she dropped with a thud that rattled the ground beneath him. The sound of it made him wince ever so slightly, especially when the impact jostled him, but that momentary discomfort was lost in the shock of the massive muzzle shoving down towards him.

"What is wrong?" Faris' voice was high pitched with alarm as she puffed out a breath and then he saw sparks of fire in the back of her nostrils. "You smell of blood! Someone attacked you?"

"No.." He wheezed out while she swung her head around with a venomous hiss that made him tense up slightly in visceral fear. "No no... Faris.. please, I'm fine."

"You are hurt!" She responded roughly, her breathing coming out a little faster as she bristled.

"Sick, I'm just sick, that.. that damn cough." He got out before he started roughly coughing again and his friend turned back to look at him, her brows furrowing together.

"You were sick last week, you should be better." She stated as if not sure how humans worked when they were ill. "You sound worse."

"It's fine, just the weather." He waved a hand at her to dismiss the worry, slowly catching his breath with a series of wheezing pants. "I'm sorry I made you come down here."

Faris rumbled unhappily as she dropped down and her tail gave a series of small twitches back and forth. Her ice blue eye fixated on him as if she could see through him and that only made him feel slightly flustered as he shifted backwards a little bit and then slowly dropped down onto one of the rocks. It felt better to be sitting, some of the thickness in his chest started to relax a little bit as he reached out and patted against the muzzle that was leaning down close towards him. The dragoness' brows furrowed, but she gave his hand a little bit of a nuzzle back and forth, bouncing upwards a little bit. He tried to hide just how bad off he was as she settled near him and glanced around.

After a few moments she gathered up a gathering of brittle dry wood that was scattered through the rocks. She lectured him as she did so, telling him that he shouldn't have come up here, that he should have remained in his home warm. And why had he been out fighting brigands? Didn't he know that he should be taking care of himself? It was flattering, even as he felt the rattle in his chest lingering while she started the fire. It would warm him, but in his heart, he knew that that warmth wasn't going to help him. The cough was steadily sucking the vitality from him, he knew that. It was only a matter of time before it overcame him, he was just prolonging the inevitable.

"I promised you to tell you about my adventures.." He wheezed out as she started the warming fire. "I wouldn't miss that for the world."

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Faris felt the burn and heat of her body, but it was a back drop to the horror and fear that came with knowing that she was about to lose the one person that she dearly loved. He had been living with her for two days now, ever since he had failed to make the walk to her lair and she realized that he wouldn't be able to make it home safely. She had cupped him carefully in her claws and brought him home, hoping that warmth and real care would make a different, but it was growing increasingly obvious that he wasn't getting better. He was breathing raggedly now, barely able to get a full breath in and sometimes she noticed that his lips were blue with the effort to get enough air to survive.

She had come into season, knowing that the black drake had begun to sense it and overfly her territory, but she ignored that pleasant burn with a mounting sorrow. She had only met with the drake long enough to greet him before returning to her attempts to nurse her small human friend. Her lair was now filled with the sounds of illness as she tried to find some combination of food and herbs that would cure him. He told her not to worry, each day, he excused his illness as a passing thing. That it would get better in no time, she just had to let him relax and get a bit more sleep. That didn't help, there was no sleep except his final sleep that would stop that ragged cough or the fluid filled lungs that were causing him so much pain.

Today, today was one of the better days, but as she watched she could see just how exhausted he was while he ate the food that she'd brought for him. Noroza was right, he wasn't going to make it, it was clear in the way that he was struggling to even get a mouthful of the food down. It was as if it were choking him, something that left her feeling a cold lump in her belly. It wasn't fair, humans were already short lived, but she should have had years with him still, not be cut short by something so small as all of this. It was enough to make the tears sting her eyes as she shifted on her pile of gold and silver, feeling it rubbing against her flushed hot scales.

Even the promise that she was going to mate soon lost it's appeal while she shifted her weight forward and splayed her toes open wide. She wriggled them and then swung her head towards the opening her lair. Edmund was really her first and only friend, someone that she treasured above all others, someone that she knew would never be replicated. Most humans were too busy trying to steal gold to care about the fact that she was an intelligent being, most humans were boring and petty creatures. Edmund should have been born a dragon, than they would have been blessed with a long rich friendship, one that would have developed with centuries spanning before them.

"Perhaps I can find you leaves for tea?" She offered when he stopped trying to eat and instead tipped his head forward, looking exhausted just by the act of chewing.

"Not again.." He wheezed and let out a hoarse laugh. "Last time it was maple leaves. Which I told you.. aren't... tea...leaves..."

The last words were drawn out with an effort, the humor in them being lost with another round of coughing that made her furrow her brows together. No, this wasn't fair, it wasn't fair at all. Her tail smacked the hoarded mounds of silver and gold, scattering a few coins beneath her as she gave her friend a long look with saddened eyes. She should have been able to save him, she should have known some herb that would work, some treatment, but she knew little about the human body. She was going to lose him. She was going to end up with nothing more than a few warm edged memories and that was-

Her depressed thoughts were lost with the sound of a warm thrum that came from outside of her lair. Noroza was outside of her home, calling to her with that sweet toned voice that made her body run hotter with a flush that made her stomach tighten slightly. She curled her toes against the ground and tried to ignore the strain of her body screaming at her it was time for her to mate. No matter what was happening in her life, her body knew that it was time for her next clutch. Noroza had already suggested she would feel better knowing that she would have offspring to fill her home with life and purpose.

As if dragonets would make me happy. She thought with a little growl, her head swaying back on her long neck.They wouldn't be Edmund.

She heard the sound coming from the opening of her lair again and then froze with the seeds of an idea that sparked up and caused her to lift her head up with interest. She would have a new clutch of eggs , of new life, and why not use that new life to use magic? All dragon's had magic, an ingrained series of spells that they could use that allowed to breathe fire and speak clearly. It was also a magic that could be used to protect and heal, but it was only applicable to dragons. She couldn't heal Edmund, but she could use that magic to enact a change on him if she combined with another dragon.

Fertility magic was something frequently used to increase a size of a clutch or the health of it, but it could be used for more. The magic of creation could be spread to any species, and with Noroza's help she could use it to save her human. She could strip him of his humanity, spin him into the magic of her clutch so that she could reform him into that of a young dragon.. No one had ever done such a thing before, but it would save him, he would be protected in her belly, seeded and changed into one of her offspring. And why not? Why not save him in something more durable than a sickly human form?

She turned her head towards him and watched as he leaned back, his eyes closing all the way and that made her smile a bit wider. Yes, that was the answer to the question, she could transform him. What was more, she could change him from being a rather worthless male into a bold female. Then he wouldn't feel the need to try and fight others or behave in a manner that was eventually going to kill him. Females were always so much more reasonable than males, after all. And that would cure everything. It would be easy to convince Noroza to take part, especially with a chance to breed her.

Edmund will make a lovely dragoness, and have centuries of life ahead of her, and no cough will touch her! She thought with a little shiver that traced down the line of her back, feeling another pulse of her season. And it is time I did something to edge away this need.

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Edmund woke up to the rumble of dragons, more than just once, the sound of it filling his ears and making him blink a little bit as he came awake with a jolt to the scents of reptile on the air. He nearly fell off his chair as he got up and blinked about blearily to realize that a ruby red tail was curled around him. The dragoness was sprawled out on her hoard, but it wasn't simply the dragoness that was peering down at him. Instead, a midnight black dragon peered down with interest while Farisa's eyes were fixated on him and brought him more awake. It wasn't just the fact that she was watching him, but the fact that the male was fully aroused as he loomed behind her.

"Edmund." Farisa purred sweetly and leaned down towards him as the human jerked his eyes up to see the heavy black cock that was visible from the strange dragon. "So good you woke up."

The obscene length was larger than anything he had ever seen in his life, his chest tightening in response as there was a hot flush that rose up to his cheeks as he gave a little jerk away. It was a lewd pose by the male that was baring his teeth in almost a smile down at him, the white teeth flashing a little bit while the muzzle dipped down closer along the female's shoulder and deliberately licked out in a manner that made him gulp down a breath. The drooling precum that gathered right along the tip rolled downwards, spilling with hot rivulets that fell against the ruby red scales as Farisa lowered her head closer towards him.

"You have company." He managed, his breathing coming out a little faster as he realized that the pair were both aroused.

Farisa's full thick lips were glistening wetly between her legs as the male moved one large paw up to curl his fingers along her bare breast. The touch was so confident that he felt the heat growing worse as he saw the cunny glistening with the wet juices that coated it. The dragoness didn't try to get away, instead she shifted her weight back and forth, giving a little press back into the male that was letting out warm encouraging noises as he got up awkwardly and began to move away. He was trying to stammer an apology as he got away, but he nearly fell over his own feet as his friend leaned forward. The roll gaped her folds open briefly, showing the swollen bud of her clit as she reached down with one hand to catch against the curve of his hip.

The long fingers curled around him so easily that he was suddenly forced to realize just how much larger she was than him. She purred out sweetly, a sound that filled the air and made his chest tighten a little bit as he realized that the scents of arousal were growing. Her large red head tipped down towards her as the tip of a tongue flicked out and he saw the glistening teeth hiding beneath her lips. It made the fear come out immediately before she lifted him up closer to her body, the long talons lightly catching against him in a way that caused him to jump upwards with a bit of a wheezing cough at the struggling movements. The claws hooked firmly against the line of his clothing, plucking at it.

"Where are you going?" Farisa asked with a warm rumble and the claws ripped slightly, pulling so that the fabric began to rip as it was pulled free.

"G-giving you privacy of course." Edmund tried to answer, shaking as there was another push against him, his body tensing suddenly as he felt his shirt being torn off. "FARISA!"

"I don't require privacy, neither does Noroza." She rumbled and gave him a sly look. "I know how to cure you, save you."

"Save me?" He let out a squeak as the dragoness leaned down and dragged at his pants before the male nipped her neck and made her shiver all over.

She tore his clothing free with a disregard for his embarrassment that was startling and frightening all at once. He writhed in place, twisting and contorting back and forth as he felt the cool air on his bare skin and she licked out with a little bit of a caress and push. The tongue was fiery hot as it pushed down along the sprea dof his chest and dipped down against his belly to cause him arch in place. His eyes went wide to show an edge of white as the tongue tip darted and curled forward. It pushed just along the front of him and he contorted himself, not sure what was happening as she moved on her treasure with a rattling of coins as he arched himself in place.

He felt a jolt rushing over him as the male rumbled and flashed teeth at him in a sly smile as he moved and there was a quivering twitch upwards of the cock. It was so large looking, impressing and drooling out precum that trailed down towards the ground as his friend gripped him in her hand. The fingers dug down lightly, making sure the hold wasn't about to let him go as her head lifted up and the magic suddenly rushed over him. It ran against him with a hot trickle of fire that made him jump in the air in response. He struggled feebly as he was dropped down closer along the sweep of her belly.

"You can survive, a dragon can survive something so mild as what you have." She said with a voice thick with desire. "You only have to be changed from that frail human body, which we can do..."

"Anything to please you, my dear." Noroza laughed in rich rolling tones. "If you want to have him as your offspring, so I shall make it be."

_Offspring?!_He thought and there was another electric thrill of heat and magic clinging to him, washing in waves that made it hard to breathe clearly.

Edmund didn't understand, he couldn't make his mouth work as he was suddenly dropped down right between her ample thighs and the dark hand of the drake moved into place. He was licking Farisa eagerly, pushing his tongue out while the human felt the dark scaled digits pushing upwards with enough force that his bare back was suddenly kissing against the hot juices of the glistening mound. His head was pushed backwards with enough force that he jolted and felt a tremor rock through him. His eyes opened up wide in panic as the outer lips split open and he felt the hot juices pushing against him.

The scent of arousal was filling his nose as he writhed and suddenly Farisa let out a shocked moan of pleasure and rolled her hips up in answer. He felt his shoulder rubbing against the ample swell of her breasts before the dark fingers curled against him and he was sinking between the fat swollen outer lips. They clung to him, hot and gripping as the push downwards made him feel his body slipping between the outer lips and suddenly the smear of juices coated against his lips and he licked them. The salty sweetness of it clung to him, making him gulp down the taste and his body shuddered in reaction. He writhed and twisted slightly as he was pushed forward, being turned so that his head was suddenly nudging right along the taut ripe opening.

There was no stopping it as he was pushed forward, splitting open the soft vulnerable mound and sinking inwards, feeling the weight of it gaping open wider and wider. The heat of his friend's arousal poured over him, the wetness clung to him as the glistening folds began to wrap tightly around his head and pushed over his shoulders. The dark digits pumped forward, curling a little bit as he arched his body and felt himself responding with a stiffening of his length. He writhed and contorted, humping forward with a little shudder as his shoulders stretched him open and he heard the dragoness let out a roar of pleasure as he filled her passage.

The wetness was coating over his skin, hot arousal that was spreading over him and slurping downwards in hot trails. It was pushing down along his waist as he was pumped in deeper, being wedged higher up as the dragon used his fingers to force him inwards with another series of rolling pumps and plunges. He was crammed inwards, the silken walls spreading wider as he felt the thick jolts of magic pushing over his skin, running hotly while he felt his body responding. He twisted and rolled his hips about, squirming as his hardening cock pushed forward with a series of small thrusts that ran the tip of his cock up along the outer passage.

He couldn't think straight, his body was being worked over by the powerful muscles as his waist began to sink forward thanks to the drake's grip. He was writhing, Edmund pushed his hips up a little bit and then there was another rolling push forward that made him moan out as he moved his hands out in front of him. He had to struggle to get them there, pushing outwards until he felt the soft spongy barrier of the cervix in front of him. His breathing turned into a short noise as he writhed inwards, twisting and arching a little bit before the fingers pulled backwards and he heard the muffled snarls of the pair of massive dragons.

It all felt so unreal, nothing was happening the way he expected it to happen as he was exposed and shaking in the suckling grip of the cunny. She was so wet, feverishly hot to chase away even the smallest chill feeling. He was shaking slightly as he felt the rolling movements pushing him tighter against the cervix and the dilated opening. The moment he slipped forward, he was treated to a jolt of electric magic hitting him and then she drew him in deeper. The greedy passage suckled and pulled, making him twist and hump with his bare cock inside of her as he was drawn into the depths of the soft plush egg chamber. The warmth closing around his head as the taut rubbery ring opened up wider.

He licked out, the taste of the sweetness covering his lips and making him moan out in utter delight at the attention he was getting. Nothing seemed to matter but the feel of his body being pushed into the feverish depths, the rubbing muscles before the entire passage was jostled and he heard a muffled snarl. He didn't know what was happening, his eyes were squeezed shut as his chest passed through the opening and then he was welcomed into the fertile passage. He could feel his legs being drawn inwards, the slow and steady strain that swallowed him lower and lower. His breath caught in his lungs while he gave a jolt and shudder, it travelled over his entire body while he gave himself over to it.

The sickness, the wrong feeling, was fading away under the wash of magic that made him feel over heated and aroused. His breathing was rapid as he felt the flutter of his own heart beat in his ears, but it was mingled with the far larger heart beat of the dragoness that was welcoming him. He was drawn through the opening of the cervix and slipped inwards to fill her belly with his writhing body. The muscles contracted down tightly and squeezed, compressing him as his eyes fluttered shut and there was another contraction that rolled over him. It pushed his hips past the tight ring of the cervix, slipping his cock right inside of her with a slow push that made him give a short jump.

The moment he sank into her body he felt something flow over him, something that left him feeling less real. He was nearly floating as the powerful inner walls rubbed with velvet softness that kept his nerves feeling alive and trembling. Only then did the entire body seize up and he was jolted with a feeling of something hitting hard against the prone body. He didn't know what it was, Edmund tried to call out Faris' name, but nothing came out as he was rolled in place and something warm flushed out against him. The sticky thick fluid rushed over him, coating his cheeks and chest as there was a muffled roar of delight.

He tried to move, straining open his friend's belly with wriggling motions before there was a sudden impact and more of the wetness ran against him. He didn't know what it was, not at first, he was too shocked and strange feeling to put two and two together. It wasn't until something pushed along his back that he realized that something else was being plunged into the dragoness. The drake was claiming the female, the very idea made him stiffen up and open his lips to say something, but the only thing that came out was a moan as the magic rolled deeper inside of him.

He couldn't fight this, he couldn't make his mouth work enough to protest what was happening as he felt the bulging dark shaft pushing deeper into the body and working up against him. The sudden hit knocking him forward with enough force that he felt himself being lost in the surge of wetness as the precum drooled out and smeared against him. It was coating against his shoulders, spilling along his stomach as his heart began to thunder faster. He could feel the vibrations beating along his cheeks and over his shoulders, throbbing in time with the magic and making him writhe in place, rubbing inside of the tender egg chamber as the massive dragon's came together.

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Faris snarled out her pleasure and raked her claws against the ground as she felt Noroza driving into her body, the powerful movements building up as the heavy cock split her open wide. Her inner walls worked around him, contracting and squeezing, pulling him in deeper as she arched her way upwards and then dropped back down again and felt the weight of the body pushing against her. The male's black muzzle bit her neck firmly with a snarl, his breath hot as she felt her magic starting to slide further from her body. It was teasing and working outwards in waves centered right on the heart of her egg chamber as the ridges dragged through her.

He was perfectly designed to stimulate her, his body rolling and the muscled chest pressed down to pin her beasts down as her curvy body was pushed upwards. Her own heat made sure that she was flush with pleasure, to say nothing of the man that was deep inside of her. She could feel how he moved, the arms and legs adjusting as the magic began to change him, readying him as the drake agreeably worked his own spell. The vibrant red eyes were rolled up at her, not questioning in the least what was happening, instead he was basking in the glory of her fertile body being split wide with the apex of each thrust.

She knew that she could have explained this better to him, but her little human was starting to become so weak that she refused to allow that time to be robbed. If she carefully explained, took it step by step, she had no doubt that it would have taken him to the brink. Now he was healthy enough to give over to her magic that began to change him, his body writhing and rubbing even as the drake drove so hard that the tip pushed right up against the cervix. The hot strands of precum drooling out while he muffled a snarl and she bared her own teeth in pure pleasure. Her body beyond primed for this, it was waiting for every moment, every thrust.

It was all building up to a crescendo that rolled over her body as she curled her legs around the powerfully muscled haunches and felt the claws biting against the curve of her ass. The dominant drake was more than happy to let his magic crash against her own as the ridges popped out of her spread folds, pulling at just the right angle that she was left gasping and squeezing her eyes shut. Every part of her lost in the haze of desire that was making even the smallest thoughts hard to put together. She didn't know anything except that she wanted more, she needed more, she craved it as she helped him hilt each time he drove down into her.

The muscles rippled along her belly, rubbing lightly as she gaped her jaws wide and then wriggled her body about. Her tail twitched as she felt the warmth in her belly moving again as Noroza let out a baritone rumble and then pushed harder forward. He gripped her hips and along her ass, the claws biting down painfully tight as he pushed his way forward and began to split her cervix open. She felt Edmund trembling in her grip, trying to get away, but the movements were wild as the dark shaft pierced right into the fertile depths of her body. It had been so long since she had been in season, it was more than ready, the ripe ova growing as she felt the drake reaching out with his magic.

She could only do so much with the human, she could draw him into her, make him a part of her lineage, but he needed more. He needed the spark of the drake's seed to finish that change, to draw him into the body of a creature that was so like her. In her mind's eye she could see it, that lovely dragoness, the pale red scaling and the way that he would be so like her. Not as vibrant, but more like a pearl with a touch of ruby to him. Just thinking it made her open her muzzle wider as the drake's teeth sank down hard and he released a full throated cry of pleasure.

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Edmund felt the cock brush him, the slimy stiff length was rubbing right into the egg chamber with powerful rolling presses that left him coated in the precum. Where it touched him, he could feel his skin starting to burn hotter and he became more aware of the fact he was having problems moving. He could feel his arousal, feel his limbs, but they were growing louder as the stiffened shaft eventually pushed right against him and he could feel the swell of the tip battering along him. He was crying out, the sound sweet and short, his eyes widening a little wildly before he felt the sudden quiver running down the line of the girth.

The twitches began to move, small movements that made him panic. He tried to get his body away as he realized that the roar of the male in his ears was that of orgasm. The pure pleasure in that cry made him uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was trapped inside of the depths of the egg chamber. He arched himself, contorting in place , the movements not nearly enough to break him free as the tip quivered. He felt that pulse just as something deep inside of him began to unfurl. The magic was sinking its claws in deeper, refusing to release him, giving him no other chance than to tremble in place beneath the crashing waves of warmth.

The cock tip trembled, quivering a little bit and starting to jerk upwards with powerful movements. The little twinges came in short rolling thrusts before the tip erupted in a hot wave of seed that flushed out into the passage. He felt it, warm and thick, rolling over him in waves as the magic consumed him. He lost connection with himself, with everything, his body was being coated in the ropes and glazed with it as he tried to move. Two differing forms of magic rolled through him, rushing together, churning even as he was nearly buried beneath the heat of it covering him.

Nothing mattered except for that heat, nothing except the writhing movenments that caused him to jolt a little and then he was pushed under again. His body starting to reform under the thick sperm laced cream that rushed towards the eggs waiting to be fertilized. His body already drifting away to form yet another one in his friend's depths. All that he was washed away under the assault as he began to change in truth, losing sensation, losing thought, all that was left was the sensation of heat and the next hot squirt covering him and coating him. He wad drowned in their magic and power. Soon, soon he would have a life ahead of him, a long life, rich in magic and his friend awaiting his return.