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"Are you sure there isn't some other way we can accomplish this? I mean... I don't want to offend but... this is a little extreme, isn't it?" Smokey asked, staring up at another blue dragon.

It wasn't just 'another' dragon. It was a much taller blue dragon; one of great import no less. He gazed down hard at the shorter, younger drake while an angelic white dragoness stood just next to the nervous innkeeper. She had an arm crossed over her chest and a palm resting over her eyes. She was just a little embarrassed by her boyfriend's timidness. She had warned him what the meeting would be like. Apparently, that had not been enough to prepare Smokey for what he was facing now.

"My boy, where I come from, this is par for the course. Now, I appreciate the fact that my sweet little girl has taken a shine to you. I'm also impressed with the level of hospitality you show at this little resort of yours. It's quite an establishment you've got. However, I have to wonder how it is that you are not better prepared for the ritual," Kye-ven said then turned to his daughter, "Shayna, did you not explain the situation to him?"

The dragoness made a shrug gesture as she brought her gaze up to meet her father's.

"I tried. But, as you can see, he's a little on the easy side to fluster. It's kind of cute usually. Once we get him in the middle of things, he'll loosen up and lean into it. I promise." Shayna explained.

"I should hope so," the ancient beast said, turning his eyes back to Smokey, "I'm still just a bit puzzled as to why it is you have been involved with my daughter for so long and you still have yet to produce any grandchildren for me."

"It's um... It's a little complicated," Smokey said, fighting to keep from showing a visible tremble, "Honestly, I didn't think time was too big a factor. I mean... I'm still pretty young, and Shayna's as near as it matters to immortal."

He had good reason to be nervous. It wasn't until a few months ago that Shayna explained to him that her father was the very dragon now visiting his inn. For one thing, he was very old, far older than Shayna was, and she could measure her lifespan in the number of civilizations that had risen and fallen. For another, he was exceptionally large. Shayna herself was a little over four and a half meters tall when she let herself stand at her full height. Kye-ven was almost another full meter taller than her. She would only come up to his shoulder when standing unimpeded.

In his 'presentable' height which he used to keep from frightening guests, Smokey only came up to roughly around the bigger dragon's knee. Then there was Kye-ven's breeding. He was royalty, which the frightened innkeeper had only just found out about from Shayna those months back when she mentioned her father wanted to meet him. It wasn't all that surprising that the angelic lady was descended from a noble family, but it just so happened that her father was an avatar of Bahamut. That meant he was fearsome in combat.

Smokey wasn't exactly known for his fighting skills. He wasn't a warrior by any stretch of the imagination. There was a reason he preferred the title 'innkeeper' after all. Now he stood facing his beloved's father, an actual avatar of the dragon god Bahamut. Ivory had given him some idea of what the rest of the family was like, but this was on a whole other level. It meant he would have to be extra careful not to do or say something stupid. One did not incur the wrath of a creature such as this and live terribly long.

"Age is irrelevant. Time is irrelevant. I want my grandchildren. It is a point of family pride. Since you have failed to give my daughter any offspring, and you have not been able to bare her any young yourself, it falls to me to take matters into my own paws and ensure that you two procreate. If you are not comfortable with our ways, then perhaps my daughter should select a different mate." Kye-ven said, crossing his arms across his muscular chest.

Shayna frowned and stamped her paw on the ground ever so softly. She didn't want to come off looking like a petulant child. She also didn't want to upset her father. He was still terribly powerful. If he decided Smokey wasn't worthy, he could just snatch her up, whisk her away, and arrange it so that she would never return. That would not do.

"Father, please! There is no need for that kind of talk. He's just... new to all of it." Shayna said.

The taller blue fellow raised an eye ridge, not taking kindly to his daughter's tone.

"Little one... mind your words. I am already not in the best of moods learning that this coupling has gone on so long without any visible result." Kye-ven said, his voice rumbling with traces of anger.

Shayna dipped her muzzle and blushed, not usually so easily ruffled while in her father's presence.

"My apologies, father." she said.

"This small one must be quite interesting for you to come so close to raising your voice at me when I suggest that you leave his company. Has he put some sort of spell upon you?" the great drake asked.

"He is important to me, if that's what you mean." Shayna answered.

"And... your daughter has aided me in ways I could never hope to repay. In all honesty, my lord... I have a difficult time understanding why she has such great affection for me. To put it bluntly, she's way out of my league!" Smokey said, adding a bit of a nervous laugh at the end.

That did not have the expected result.

"So even you think yourself unworthy? And yet you continue to sully my daughter when you are not of sufficient station to merit her affections?" Kye-ven asked, his voice rising as if he had been offended.

"That's... I mean... what I meant was... it's just..." Smokey stammered.

"Father," Shayna said in a calm, measured voice to avoid a repeat of the earlier scolding, "You agreed to not do this."

"You heard him! In his own words he believes he is not good enough for you!" Kye-ven cried out in dismay.

"Father..." Shayna said again.

"Oh fine. You just can't let me have any fun, can you?" he grumbled, "Be at ease, Aquatos. I know of your family's history and I have no reason to stand between the union proposed here. It is tragic that a house as great as yours once was has been reduced to so few. That is in part why I am so surprised you have not impregnated my daughter yet, or let yourself be impregnated by her."

Smokey breathed a sign in relief. His entire form suddenly fell slack. For a brief moment, it appeared as though he might actually collapse from the sheer release of tension.

"I'm honored that you think I'm worthy of your daughter. As for children, like I said... it's complicated. I would be happy to explain the situation later if you wish. In fact, I would be honored if you would like to remain at the Treetop Inn for a few days so you can get a better feel for what it is we do here." the shorter blue fellow said, trying to slip into 'innkeeper' mode since he found confidence and a degree of sure footing there.

"I should like that. If my daughter is to live here, then I should examine it more closely to ensure it is a sanctuary where she can find all the solace and comfort she desires. But first, we must attend to matters of family. I will not delay the ritual any longer. Either you will accept or risk offending me," Kye-ven said, lifting his chin while a hint of a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth, "And I should make it clear that I am very easy to offend."

Smokey swallowed quietly and nodded, glancing over at Shayna who appeared just as gently mortified as she had throughout the whole conversation. The innkeeper remembered embarrassing moments with his parents. This no doubt was a similar scenario for her, though in this case there was a degree of regality to it. It still didn't change how familiar the sense truly was--the sense of family trying to act up for company.

"I... I suppose I don't have much of a choice. I would be a fool to do anything to ruin what I have with your daughter." Smokey said.

"Yes," Kye-ven said, leaning forward to lower his muzzle closer to the shorter blue's, "You would indeed be a fool."

Those eyes staring hard down on him made the water dragon finally visibly quake where he stood.

"Then... then I accept." Smokey said.

"Excellent. Then we shall begin at once. Little one, you are familiar with the ritual. Be good enough to assist your mate." the big drake said.

He began pulling on his loin cloth--the only garment he had worn to visit the inn--tugging it up and out of the way. It had done little to conceal what lay beneath. Smokey had been able to guess with an unsurprising degree of accuracy as to just how well endowed Shayna's father was. The smooth, white mast hung down past the taller fellow's knees, and he wasn't even fully erect. Just behind it sagged a pair of swells that together could have served as a bean bag large enough for the little water dragon to sprawl across quite comfortably. It was just another aspect that completed this legendary beast's imposing presence.

Shayna began coaxing her love's clothing off, starting with his vest. He seemed hesitant at first, given how fond he was of the crimson garment, but he quickly relented. He knew what was coming, and he would need to be completely disrobed for it to work as well as it needed to. His shorts followed with similar hesitance. He was sure his own features would measure up so poorly to his soon-to-be father-in-law that it might give Kye-ven reason to have second thoughts in letting his daughter be attached to such an unimpressive creature. As it turned out, the avatar of Bahamut did not make any snide comment, uncomfortable joke, or even so much as a flinch of a distasteful expression. His eyes did give the nude water dragon a good looking over, however.

"I hope I meet with your approval." Smokey said, resisting the urge to define himself as outrageously average in build.

"You are a quintessential Aquatos. Those I have known in the past shared your appearance. Though I do not recall any of them needing glasses. Why have you not had my daughter correct your vision?" Kye-ven asked.

"It's never come up in discussion, father. And if I may, I believe glasses add a touch of distinction. They can project an air of intelligence." Shayna said.

"I suppose that isn't without merit. However, you should likely remove them. It would not do for them to remain for what we are about to do." the great dragon said.

"Of course. I wouldn't expect to keep them on for this." Smokey said, quickly removing them and lobbing them softly towards the nearby sofa rather than let them land atop the small pile of clothes.

No more words were shared. Instead, Kye-ven proceeded with the ritual. He gripped his softly throbbing mast and lifted it, aiming the head towards his would-be son-in-law's muzzle. He growled softly as he closed his eyes, already anticipating the moment to come. Smokey leaned in tentatively and bumped his nose against the broad, thick head of the monstrous rod before him. It felt appropriate to offer it some affection, as if he were swearing loyalty to a king or the head of some church. Only rather than kissing a ring, it was his father-in-law's member.

The gesture did not go unnoticed. It brought a little smile to Kye-ven's muzzle. He gripped his shaft more tightly and pushed it forward. The act saw the slit spread open around Smokey's nose and push far enough to consume the whole of his skull. It caught the water dragon by surprise, making him jerk with a start. He panicked for a brief moment, but only just that long. Shayna stepped in and pressed against her lover from behind, wrapping her arms around him. The act soothed the trapped drake and his struggles slowed. Kye-ven took note of that and found it to be worthy of approval. The small blue found comfort in the presence of his mate. It was a small thing, but it carried great weight.

A wet, lewd slurp sounded as the bigger blue dragon sucked in a breath and worked his steadily stiffening shaft. He easily dragged Smokey's shoulders into the hot, slick, musky tunnel within his length. He didn't even need to use his paws to push the young one in. Once he had completed the 'swallow', Kye-ven let out a quiet breath to relax and re-center himself. It wasn't an uncommon thing for him to do what he was doing, but it never became 'routine', something to grow bored with. He was grateful for that. He sucked in another breath just as his shaft sucked the smaller dragon in deeper still. The new watery smacking of his member saw his son-in-law's chest wrapped up in his flesh. From there, a steady series of rippling pulses worked him down over the softly writhing innkeeper.

Shayna stepped back when her lover was sufficiently claimed by her father. She wouldn't need to help sooth him any further, regardless of whether or not Smokey would resume struggling. If anything, that might give her father something to enjoy even more about the ritual. As she watched, she began undressing herself, casting off her robes so that she might be 'inspected' just as the blue had been. It pleased the much taller drake, able to see that his daughter was healthy and unmarred. But then, with her healing ability, she would be fortunate enough to never develop even so much as a scar.

Smokey wriggled lightly as he was lifted off his paws. His waist was soon trapped in the slick passage. His hide was soaked thoroughly in the more powerful dragon's transparent ooze. That only served to lubricate him enough to pass through without any real difficulty. The water dragon made a few odd lumps in the underside of the big fellow's rod. His face was easily pointed out, giving Shayna something to look at. Kye-ven lifted his member upright, letting the smaller creature's legs and tail dangle from the head of his length. He peered down at his daughter and grinned, seeing her blush as she witnessed her lover's consumption. She rubbed her thighs together and brought her paws to her groin, hoping to conceal her own arousal. It was an unsuccessful effort.

"I see you are enjoying watching your mate be consumed. Will you enjoy it as much when he is swinging away between my thighs? Or perhaps... you will enjoy it more?" Kye-ven asked.

Shayna blushed powerfully and glanced up at her father.

"Daddy... it's rude to tease like that." she said.

"But you enjoy it so, don't you?" he asked.

"Just... hurry up and finish him off so we can move on to the next step. I know you're anxious for it." Shayna answered.

"As you wish, but do not rob me of my enjoyment of the moment. This is one of my favorite rituals after all." Kye-ven said.

He closed his eyes and hissed, tipping his head back to luxuriate in the moment. Smokey continued his squirms, making the bigger dragon's shaft bulge out in odd directions. The salty moisture coating him clung to his hide and helped keep him from getting stuck. His legs kicked as his thighs were swallowed up in a series of lewd, wet sounds. The grip of the big drake's member refused to let him slip backwards, only deeper. The large fellow's sac began to stretch as soon as his daughter's lover reached the sloshing chamber. Smokey's head splashed into the small ocean of seed he would be awash in within mere moments. His knees were swallowed up while Kye-ven just relaxed and let his loins claim the smaller blue.

Soon, Smokey's paws were gone. All that remained outside his father-in-law was a length of his tail. Shayna reached up and gripped the swishing limb, letting it coil around her wrist. She knew that such an act no doubt condemned her to join her mate in the churning swamp of dragon spunk he was spilling into.

"Should I let you finish him completely, then join? Or should I follow straight away?" Shayna asked.

The big blue fellow hissed happily once more, then reached down to pick his daughter up. He brought her muzzle to his, forced to curl his back and lean down a great deal to reach her. The beast offered his angelic child a tender little kiss, wishing to linger there longer, but the grip of his member was not to be denied. Her answer had come before he could voice his desire. The paw that had gripped the devoured blue's tail was now sunk into the slick, fleshy passage he had disappeared down.

"It would seem we've not much choice. You know what to do once you're both settled. I expect a good show, and lots of grandchildren." Kye-ven replied.

"I expect more than just a few of our young won't necessarily be your grandchildren, given how things tend to go while someone's in there." Shayna said.

Her arm was in up to her elbow now, threatening to tear father and daughter from their shared affection. Dragon relationships were rather open and fluid after all, at least where Shayna and her father came from.

"Yes, I suppose that is true. It's only a shame I won't get to impregnate that cute little blue mate of yours myself until well after the ritual. And I fully expect to have at least one turn with him sometime soon. Make sure he knows that." Kye-ven said with a deep rumble in his throat.

"I'll be sure to let him know. Goodbye father. I'll see you later." Shayna replied, only moments before her shoulder was taken, then her head followed.

Once again, the big blue fellow hissed in delight. It wasn't the first time his daughter had gone diving into his sac, nor was she the only one of his children to do so. It was a rather regular occurrence in fact. Already, the small azure fellow he was inducting into the family was slipping about inside the churning prison, giving him a generous bloat he would enjoy for as long as he could get away with. If it had been only Smokey he was putting in there, that would have been enough. And the innkeeper would no doubt come out some time later sporting a rather sizable tummy packed right to the rim with eggs, or whelps. The great beast wasn't sure which he'd get from this curious little fellow. He was sure however that he would find it a pleasing sight.

Shayna's fluffy wings and her generous chest were drawn in with a loud slurp. Those masses of feathers dragged against the tender insides of her father's mast, making him wriggle and writhe about like mad. That was why he was so fond of putting her in there. He groaned and growled loudly, letting his toes splay as he dug his claws into the floor. One massive paw cupped against his enormous sac, groping at it as he felt the second passenger descend into the waiting pool. He was already beginning to swell again. Shayna knew how to make him hasten her entry. All she had to do was twist herself back and forth a little and those feathers of hers would do all the work.

Kye-ven tipped his head back again, his nose pointing skyward, and he loosed a loud, happy roar. A gush of white surged out around the dragoness, coating her thoroughly in her father's spunk. She was drawn in with a hard jerk right past her hips. Her own shaft was twitching away, fully erect and desperate for a hole to fill. Smokey was waiting below, and he had a few choice ones she enjoyed making use of. And in exchange, she'd make sure he got to return the favor.

The swells of Kye-ven's daughter slipped down his great length. He ran his fingers across the shape of her chest and hips. He even took a moment to run his thumb over where he could feel her length dragging against the slick wall of his flesh. It made her writhe a little harder and he shuddered happily. Her paws slipped out of sight just as her long, graceful tail coiled around the head of his member, giving it a good squeeze. It made the big beast wince. One more good jerk saw the last of his daughter returned to the pouch of potent ooze she had been spawned from.

The blue fellow sighed happily and relaxed as he felt his second 'victim' land with a soft splash in his now doubly expansive scrotum. It was where they both belonged, he thought. A paw reached down to run over the vast, churning swells that sagged all the way to the floor, at least they would where he to sit on the sofa. Both his daughter and his soon-to-be son were already getting right to work providing him with the progeny he demanded from them.

"That's it... enjoy yourselves, my children." he hissed to himself.

Ordinarily, he would take whoever was inserted into him like this and simply melt them into more seed to be planted in someone's belly. Often it meant they would be reincarnated as the lucky lady's child, or lucky boy for that matter. Sometimes they came back as multiple children. Not this time. If he wanted this innkeeper to impregnate his daughter, and for her to impregnate him, they would need to remain whole. It had the practical upside of both of them soaking in his manhood long enough that a generous supply of it would seep in and add to their respective clutches or litters.

Just thinking about it made Kye-ven shiver. His shaft twitched, threatening to loose a mighty flood all over his front. That wouldn't do, not yet. He needed to keep as much of himself in there with the kids for as long as possible. It would make sure they would both have as big a family as possible. The huge dragon began breathing slow and deep, centering himself so he could stave off the coming climax. It was a technique he had perfected over several centuries.

When the beast was certain he wasn't going to accidentally lose either of his passengers, he clapped his paws together and hoisted himself up out of his seat. He was ready to move on to the next thing.

"Alright, since our little innkeeper is otherwise occupied with you in there, dear daughter, I suppose I'll just have to take myself on a tour of this resort of his. Discovering it on my own might be quite the enjoyable time." he said, not really intending for Shayna to hear or respond.

With that, Kye-ven took his leave of Smokey's bedroom, aiming to go see what the Inn had to offer, all while his sac bounced and churned away against his legs. A few hours would be enough to secure the minimum of what he was after, but anything worth doing was worth letting stew for far longer than that. And there really was quite a lot of the Inn to explore. There was no way he could cover it all in a single day. Perhaps he should make it into a long weekend, or just take proper week-long holiday.

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"I hope you've been enjoying yourself, father." Ivory said, having only just discovered Kye-ven had been exploring the resort several days later.

The large, blue dragon was found relaxed on the beach as the lake's waters lapped at his paws. His sac was still just as enormous and active as it had been that first day. It turned out to be a good idea to wander around the gardens and the grounds beyond since he had a tendency to leave a slippery trail wherever he went. Shayna and Smokey had proven to be quite the simulating pair to keep bouncing away against his knees. But then that wasn't the only thing about him that was swollen.

"Hello daughter. What brings you to your new brother's resort?" he asked, his paws cupped behind his head while his stomach gurgled and churned around his latest meal.

He had come to find a great many things about Smokey's Inn to be quite pleasing. The fact that the staff--and even many of the guests--were on the menu gave him all the reason to stay as long as he could manage. His week-long holiday was looking like it could easily turn into a regular visit. Especially if the staff was to be so accommodating as to keep him fed so that his tummy never fully flattened out unless he wanted it to.

"I've taken up residence here to be near my sister. And her choice in mates is... not without merit." Ivory said.

That sparked Kye-ven's interest, and also a hint of anger.

"You've taken up residence here? You have known of this place and you never once thought to tell me or anyone else in the family?" he asked, sounding only mildly upset.

"I should think that your wrath should be directed at Shayna, since she was the one to find this resort hidden away in this otherwise dull world," Ivory replied, "I simply followed in search of her. And before you ask, it isn't my primary residence, merely another place I consider accommodating and welcoming enough to think of as a second home."

She had a point about Shayna being the one who should have said something. That allowed the hint of disapproval seep out of the blue dragon. He was enjoying himself too much to stay angry anyway. He just grinned at the orca-colored dragoness who had taken to settle on her knees next to him.

"Well, if the meal service here is any indication, I can see why you would prefer to call it home; first, second or otherwise. I should think we might have to encourage your new brother to think about opening one of these back home. I'm sure the clans would find it most... stimulating." Kye-ven said.

"I'm sure they would," Ivory said before gazing at her father's stomach, "How many have you eaten?"

The great blue dragon grinned down at his gurgling middle and gave it a pat.

"I've lost count since I arrived. But if you mean recently, the kitchen staff offered me a feast that was made up at least ten of their most eager. Such enthusiasm these people have. It's rather infectious!" Kye-ven said.

"And is my sister in there with them?" the black and white dragoness, "I haven't seen her in days."

"Oh, no, no, no. I've not eaten your sister. My dear little Shayna is currently somewhere much more appropriate, along with that little blue innkeeper of hers," the well-fed beast said, reaching down to give his enormous scrotum a squeeze with one large paw, "I did mention he's joining the family didn't I?"

"Ahh, that is the ritual you've chosen. How long do you intend to keep her? I've been hoping to spend some private time with her. I had a few things I wanted to discuss." Ivory said.

Kye-ven grunted as he sat up. As he did so, his stomach sagged down on top of his weighty, wriggling sac. It left him squirming in his seat and purring low in his throat. He so very much enjoyed how spirited they were.

"Well, the process usually only takes a few hours, but I've had them for almost a full week. I'm fairly sure they're both thoroughly pregnant by now. I should like to have a look at this little blue fellow of hers once his belly is on the ground with my children and grandchildren," his eyes lit up as he had a thought enter his head, "I should have had you join them! I can only imagine what sort of influence your... attributes... would have had on the both of them and the children that might have come from your addition!"

Kye-ven lifted a paw to run it gently just along the underside of one of Ivory's enormous breasts. She closed her eyes and purred, leaning into the contact. He knew how much she enjoyed such attention, and how little she minded random strangers approaching to offer it. The dragoness let out a soft sigh and lifted one of her own paws to help guide her father's fingers towards one of her nipples. She was quite happy to encourage more than just a quick little grope.

"I'm sure they have more than enough going for them with the potent mix swirling around inside you. When can I expect to see my sister released?" Ivory asked, ignoring the potential for a double meaning behind her question.

"I suppose they've been in there long enough. I've not heard a single complaint out of either of them. This Smokey fellow will no doubt fit in well with our family, as will the rest of his clan he's growing in his belly right now. Perhaps you'd enjoy getting that alone time with your sister right now? So long as you don't mind your new brother tagging along?" Kye-ven asked.

It was clear what he was referring to, and Ivory had no reason to turn him down. It wasn't terribly often she was permitted to engage with him in such a fashion. Smokey's Inn had certainly had a rather profound impact on him. Perhaps she should have told him about it sooner, and perhaps she should put forth the effort to see him visit as often as possible.

"If it is what I think you're referring to, I would be willing to accept the burden." Ivory said.

She shifted onto her knees and turned herself around, awaiting her father's guidance to see how he might wish to proceed. Kye-ven sat himself down behind her, his legs spread wide enough to let his bloated scrotum rest on the warm sand. He leaned forward and took hold of his daughter at her hips. She had opted to visit in her natural height rather than the more guest-friendly, shorter stature. It meant she was closer to her father's height, though still dwarfed a bit by him. He dragged her into his lap, forcing him to lean back once she was straddling his hips. His length stood proudly up from under her, the head getting trapped just under her cleavage.

"Of all the times you have had your sister inside you, I've never heard you refer to it as a burden. Perhaps this little innkeeper is heavier than he looks?" Kye-ven teased, giving Ivory's hips a gentle squeeze.

The black and white lady shook her head, closed her eyes, and prepared herself for what was to come. It had been so very long since last she had been permitted to enjoy her father's touch. She was actually a little nervous. In part, it was because he was rather large and she wasn't sure if she would perform to his satisfaction. It also left her to wonder if their past disagreements were forgiven. Maybe she would find out once he had sated himself with her.

"He isn't. I would say he is a comfortable weight, though I'm sure you've long since learned that. Also, he is actually rather skilled in satisfying a partner... once he is warmed up. He has a timid streak to him that Shayna has been trying to rid him of. I have actually been tempted to follow her lead on the matter and possibly claim him as a mate as well." Ivory said.

"Well! High praise indeed coming from you! If this boy is able to please not just one but two of my daughters well enough that they both wish to bed him... and one of them is the ever hard-to-please Ivory Nightrider, then there must be something special about him! Had I known you approved of his joining with Shayna, I would have come and done this much sooner!" Kye-ven said gleefully.

It was so strange hearing and seeing the great blue dragon in such high spirits. Perhaps there was something magical about the Inn that had the power to put anyone at ease. Ivory had intended to say more, but she was cut off. Her father lifted her up and sat her down on his aching member. She gasped and twisted back and forth the whole way down. Her petals squeezed around the impressive monster that had devoured her sister and her mate. A bulge formed in black and white lady's otherwise trim abdomen, showing the outline of her father's mast inside her. She panted for breath, not having expected to leap straight to it so quickly. But then Kye-ven was indeed in rare form.

The big blue fellow pulled his daughter to lean back against his stomach, letting her feel the struggles of those eager staffers who had been his lunch press against her spine. It left her writhing and moaning. Her own shaft had hardened up at the sight of her father enjoying his various bulging swells. Now, she was almost painfully hard and drooling heavily down the smooth, sleek length she had opted to keep more often than not while at the Inn. It seemed to be of great benefit while visiting.

Kye-ven began to pump the lady along his spire. A growl escaped him as he began to thrust. His hips rocked up into Ivory, pounding away heavily. His legs flexed and coiled each time he pulled away, ready to hammer back into his partner. The lady yowled as she was used so roughly. Her tail coiled around the bigger drake's waist, not wanting to let him slip too far out of her as moisture seeped down the intruding rod. One of her paws moved to cup at her expansive chest. The other began pumping over her throbbing member. Already the bigger beast was drooling directly into her belly. It was entirely possible that she was about to be roped into her father's desire to grow the family. It wouldn't be the first time, but it had indeed been ages. Ivory found herself hoping she might get to bare even a small fraction of what Shayna and Smokey had no doubt been gifted.

After only a few firm thrusts, the blue drake found himself dissatisfied with their posture and pushed Ivory forward. She fell onto her knees and her father pressed in behind her, helping her down into a different position. She supported herself with a single paw, unable to tend to both of the features she longed to tantalize. That was when Kye-ven reached around with one of his vast paws and wrapped his fingers around her aching mast. He traced his thumb over the head, tickling and teasing her with expert skill. It sent a chill up her spine knowing that it was his paw bringing her to climax.

The two had drawn quite the crowd by this point, many following their lead and jumping into moments of passion of their own. In very little time, the beach was populated by numerous pairings of lovers, sometimes more than just individual pairs. Kye-ven didn't notice, too busy focused on his efforts to mate with his daughter. He pumped furiously into her, growling in her ear as she cried out again and again. Her nethers clenched around him and soaked her thighs as she was brought to orgasm with frightening speed. Her stomach had begun to swell ever so gradually as he continued to leak into her. She was going to be rather massive by the time this was over. And she was sure he was going to make it take a good, long while.

Kye-ven hammered away, knowing just how this particular daughter preferred to be treated. Of course, he would have been surprised to hear that she had developed a taste for the smaller blue's more tender approach. It didn't stop him from his effort to demonstrate a more animalistic rutting. It kept Ivory speechless, and that meant she was lost to the moment. They remained locked together, thrusting into one another for almost half an hour. A sizable puddle of seed formed under the orca-colored dragoness as her shaft spasmed and splattered the sands more than only a few times. He really knew how to keep her right on edge.

Eventually, the grinding and twisting the large blue fellow put to use brought about the desired result. He threw back his head and slammed home one last time. He roared at the top of his lungs as his sac was brought to empty as much of its contents into his daughter's belly as he could muster. Two familiar shapes rocketed through him one at a time. They were considerably more swollen than when they went in, informing the patriarch that his progeny were indeed well on their way. Ivory shrieked as her belly surged outward, bulging so rapidly and heavily it threatened to throw her backwards against her father.

Ivory could feel the two that had been fired into her swirl about in her womb along with a small lake's worth of royal seed. There was no way she was getting out of this without another litter. And very likely, Smokey and Shayna weren't going to leave her belly until she was sure they were all ready to be born. She was feeling just that greedy. Neither of her siblings, her mates, would be permitted to complain, or she would just trap them inside her even longer.

When at last the deed was done, Kye-ven sighed in satisfaction and slowly withdrew from the lady's grasp. His scrotum was indeed significantly lighter and less distended. He permitted himself a half-hearted regret in giving up the two he had been enjoying so much, but it had made his now terribly swollen daughter happy, so that had made it worthwhile.

"Ahhh... it's been quite some time since I've had you. I trust you still approve of your father's technique?" he asked.

"I... I have never... had reason... to disapprove... Thank you... father." Ivory replied, desperate for breath.

The large blue fellow gently rolled his daughter onto her side, then pressed one of his enormous paws against her now absolutely monstrous belly. She would not be able to stand without it resting on the ground. That pleased him greatly.

"I trust you'll take good care of your sister and brother?" he asked.

"Of course... as well as... the litter... you've given me." she replied.

"Then I should like to come back from time to time to check on your progress. For now though, I think I might like to continue exploring this place. I'd like to see if I cannot find a few eager volunteers to fill in for you sister and the innkeeper for a while. Do you need help getting back to your chambers? Or... do you not have anything so grandiose here?" Kye-ven asked.

"I... use my tent... and I can... get there... on my own," Ivory answered, slowly recovering her breath, "Go... explore... enjoy yourself."

"I shall indeed. Thank you, daughter." the blue drake said.

He leaned down, offered her a soft kiss on the cheek, then stood back up and took his leave, approaching the others who had taken up the day's 'festivities' on the beach. Ivory meanwhile continued to lay where she was left. Her belly gurgled and groaned as her body struggled to acclimate to the sudden swelling. She could feel Smokey and Shayna continued to writhe and mate under her hide. The idea that they had not stopped for any reason since Kye-ven had consumed them left her tingling all over. Since it was official that they were mated now, at least in the eyes of their father, Ivory could not help but let a thought enter her head, one that amused her tremendously.

Before she came to the Inn, such a thing would never have occurred to her. The Inn had altered her thinking enough to let such a notion through. Slowly, she sat herself up, then managed to climb to her paws, running her palms over her vast, pregnant stomach.

"Enjoy your stay in the 'honeymoon suite' sister... brother. You'll be there for a very long time if I have anything to say about it. And you should know I expect the same constant pleasure that you gave our father." Ivory said.

Her belly simply creaked and groaned as it swayed from the activity inside it. She took that as her sister--often called wife--and her new husband agreeing to her terms.

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