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There was moment of heated silence between them, the large drake and his partner standing there in the bathroom stall, each silently debating whether to proceed or leave well enough alone. Well, at least one of them was still in debate with herself, the feathered hybrid letting her soft fingertips glide over the powerful dragon's abdomen. Her bubblegum pink eyes held a hint of uncertainty as Synx held her chin up and smiled down at the pretty bird. She was gorgeous in all aspect, the soft violet and radiant lime green plumage both eye catching and pleasing to behold. The cute little cobalt blue miniskirt and cheerleader tank top she wore also tickled his fancy. Leaning down he slid his wet tongue out and curled it along the inner edge of her long angular ear, emitting a low lusty growl and letting the vibrations tickle her senses. Trembling slightly the poor girl's eyes close momentarily with a shiver of desire.

Neither of them had much worry about in skipping third period, it was just phys-ed and he figured the exercise they were about to get would be more than enough to compensate for the one day. As it was, the two needy teens were holed up in the woman's restroom, biding their time until the passing period was over and they could get started with their own brand of physical training. The silver maned male preferred the girl's restroom over the guy's- not from the fact that it was generally cleaner or had more stalls but there was always that lingering scent of sensual female pheromones in the air. Synx could sniff out a single girl in heat in a classroom with 40 other students so the fact that this place in particular saw the coming and going of dozens made his pants tighten.

Or that could just be her... Pretty little Vaara was also in heat; the smell radiating off her plumage was like a moth-to-flame effect for the breeder drake. His paws were firm but gentle as he let them glide over her shoulders, his thumb talons hooking the edge of her shoulder straps and drawing them down her arms some. The slender avian blushed hotly but didn't offer any resistance, the soft little chortle that trilled from her throat vocalizing her own acceptance of his advances. The hallway had become eerily silent for the last few minutes after the bell rang and Synx' confidence rose as quickly as his desire. He was almost twice her size; at best the young girl came up to about his collar bone... But being lorded over by a large, powerful male fully capable of forcing himself upon her was a bit of a closet fetish for the smaller avian. She didn't really want to be raped or forced or anything like that but the sheer power and strength of him made her a little wet all on its own. So when he made an advance on her, it was hard for the young teen to turn him down.

Within the span of four heartbeats he'd drawn her garment halfway down her arms, her soft breasts exposed to the hungry muddy yellow eyes of the black-scaled drake. Her own eyes half lidded in pleasure, she stood there face to face as he nibbled on her ear, holding her in a state of bliss while he eased one arm, than the other free from the constraining clothing, letting her crumpled tank top rest around her midriff. She knew how eager he was to taste her, she could feel it in the warmth of his hide and in the way he moved and, in truth, she wanted him too with every fiber of her being. Her body seemed to vibrate with that primal breeding instinct. But they had time, time to tease with soft sloppy wet-sounding kisses of the ear, time to wrap his jaws around the side of her neck in a dominant predatory love bite, time to roll and cup his paws over and under her breasts, feeling their smooth weight heavy in his hands. They had time to heat the room with their passionate desire and then fulfill each other's lustful, carnal needs.

Vaara let her eyes close completely as he held her there, her hot body pressed against the cool title wall, held aggressively in his maw while those warm powerful paws groped and massaged her soft breasts and perky dark purple nipples. Synx was her first and he was making her body sing in a way she had never expected. She found herself arching back against him, pressing needily into those firm hands, giving herself to him more and more with each passing heartbeat. That sensual love bite melted into delicious little nibbles all along her throat and shoulder, transferring to her collarbone and soon further down still. Her ears fell flat to the back of her head as she felt his wet tongue slither out, grinding the flat of it against her breast flesh, swiping down the middle between them before nosing over to curl and ease her right teat toward his mouth.

She could feel his hot breath washing over her chest, electing a soft heavenly moan as he took her within that wet muzzle of his and suckled lightly. He started with little more than her royal purple nipple, slowly working his mouth open with one pressurized suckle at a time until he had enveloped more than half her mound within his maw. A bit of slimly saliva drooled out of the corner of his mouth, pooling at his chin as he tended to her, his tongue never missing a chance to grind or swipe the edge of her firm perky nipple causing the poor girl shiver and groan in ecstasy. There was no real passage of time for her, just the number of ever stronger heartbeats to keep track of as she sprawled her arms flush to the wall, supporting her body as she pressed her chest out for him.

Pulling away from succulent breast flesh with a wet pop that echoed dangerously loud in the silent room, he grinned at her shocked expression. Without giving her time to recover, the naughty drake quickly kneeled down on one knee and flipped that pretty blue dress up just long enough to duck his head under before it fell back in place around his neck. Those cute pink eyes went wide, a feathered paw jerking onto the back of his head in surprise as she felt that powerful wet tongue sliiid over her soft cotton panties right at her crotch. Her sharp toeclaws curled against the floor in sheer delight as the sensation sent shivering sparks of pleasure up through her frame.

With his nose rubbing up against the source of her heat, Synx was hard pressed to control himself. The sheer pleasure he knew she was getting out of it kept helped keep his urge to mount her suppressed for the time being, knowing it would be all the better for them both when the time came. She was already wet but two or three firm slow strokes had her underpants soaked through to the point where he could taste her body's need- just a little. Just as he'd done with her upper body the breeder male took his time down below as well, nibbling along her thighs, making the inner flanks of her hot sexy form glisten with his tick dragon drool and letting his paws softly caressed or firmly grip places that made her tense with desire. Exposing her vent was the natural next step of this foreplay, the change coming so smoothly and perfectly that Vaara didn't even realize the fabric guarding her sex had been draw down around her knees until she felt his tongue glaze over her unprotected vent for the first time.

Synx spent the next several seconds lapping up the gooey sweet nectar dripping from her spasming cunny as a vivid orgasm raced up her spine. The practiced male let her ride out her climax, easing it along and extending it somewhat by dragging the tip of his tongue just along those lush inner folds and off her swollen clit. It wasn't until the soft, reserved panting died down to a more natural breathing that she glanced down over her naked chest at the bulge of dragon head still nestled between her legs. She had to step them together to allow him to fully remove her undergarment, lifting one ankle at a time before tossing the thing out from under her over his shoulder, the long fluffy tail jerking sideways to catch it midair. The feathered fem blushed hotly as he pulled his head free to stand, seeing his snout tip glossy with her juices, licking his lips in an exaggeratedly hungry manner.

Vaara could feel the cool air kiss her bare pussy lips, the effort Synx had done to clean her gender all but wasted as she felt her nether lips moist and ready for more by the time he stood at his full height. Again she was reminded of how much power that muscular form held, the piercing stare in those hungry eyes alone enough to make her shy away submissively. Looking away then is when she caught sight of the tight firm bulge in his jeans, the blush at her cheeks getting hotter from the prospect of what her mind wanted her body to do. Synx wasn't about force her to undress him- this was her first time after all, but when she stepped forward and let those slender feathered fingertips reach out to caress the area at his zipper the big male couldn't help but grin and let out a rumble of approval.

Those round pretty pink eyes shifted to look straight up at the large male, flushed cheeks and uncertain facial expression making her look all the more adorable. Wrapping a paw around her midsection he brought the cute little bird up flush against his body and leaned his neck down, sliding his gooey tongue along the side of her beak and off her cheek. Closing her eyes and shivering pleasantly at the attention, she held there against him for a moment longer before pulling away some, the confidence in her task strong enough to give her the courage to try. The pressure put on the button at his waist by the massive erection just beneath gave her delicate but inaccurate fingertips a bit of trouble; though after realizing her struggle, Synx simply sucked his gut in, allowing her more than enough room.

The zipper fell with ease thereafter, allowing his massive shaft and drakeballs to fall immediately free. Though momentarily surprised to find him lacking underwear, the passive thought was swiftly chased away as she took in the sheer size and weight of the impressive male figure now resting in her paws. There was no shortage of male anatomy pictures or videos for her to enjoy and, indeed, she was no stranger to the pleasure of simulated sex... but pictures and videos were hard to gauge real size or prowess. Her heart thundered in her chest, that short black beak taking in the rich scent of a fully virile male while her eyes swept over its delightful features. Again she felt her lower muscles clench up excitedly with a hint of nervousness this time.

It was Synx' turn to enjoy a hint of physical stimulation, those soft feathered fingertips made his shaft twitch from the slightly ticklish sensation and her adorable curiosity was oddly satisfying. Since her fingers didn't bend at joins, she was left to caress and explore his gender in a way pleasingly alien to the horny male. Every motion as she glided along the length of his firm spire or rolled over the curvature of his full heavy orbs was downy-fluff light. It was those same sensual caresses that caused his tip to bead with precum, a long hot strand of the stuff drooling off the tip before catching and dripping over her untended breast. Watching down at the pretty little hen, the large male sucked in a sharp hissing breath when she angled his breeding spire up held in the crook of her thumbfeathers and ever so delicately nibbled upon he tip.

She watched his reaction like a child seeking the approval of their parent, her short pointed tonguetip extending and rolled delightfully around in his thick musky fluid. She couldn't take him in her beak the way she'd seen some females do but she could give him pleasure in another way she'd seen; judging by his reaction it was working quite well. She held and caressed his carnal flesh, nibbling down one side, closing her eyes and coming back up the other, dragging her short tongue hotly all the way up along the underside before taking and suckling on as much of his tip as she could safely get within her beak. The flavor of him was exquisite, the pretty girl having no qualms at all letting the thick gooey fluid ooze down her throat freely.

Synx had done his share of teasing and foreplay so it was only fair he let her have her turn, but his endurance for such things was far shorter than her own. It wasn't long before he had to coax the hot sexy little hen up and away from his leaking shaft. A small pang of fear struck the young girl's heart as she was guided away, thinking she'd done wrong but as he leaned down and slid his paws between her legs to lift her bodily up off the ground in one easy swoop, she suddenly had more important things to worry about. Her feathered paws came up to his shoulders with a soft squawk, bounced twice against his body as he shifted his paws into better positions to grip her and leaned the cute avian girl back against the wall. With her legs spread around his waist and nothing between her soft pussy folds and his hard needy spire but a layer of her sweet sticky nectar, Vaara felt the kiss of a male's flesh against her own for the first time.

The contact sent a chill of pleasure up her spine. It was little more than having his ribbed flesh grinding against her outer folds but... oh gawds did it feel good! It was more than just the contact too, the power of his hips pushing forward, the feel of her body being effortlessly suspended against his, the obvious lust and need of his actions for her body... it made her shiver as he repeated the process several times, slickening his needy spear with her wet juices. Again the natural progression of their foreplay shifted so smoothly and without error but this time she felt every aspect of it in crystal clear detail.

It was little more of a change to Synx than simply easing a little further back and pushing forward again but to Vaara, feeling her body being pried open by that fat log of male meat made her thick tail thump excitedly against the wall. Inch after glorious inch she could feel the slit between her legs yawning open to swallow his breeding flesh, his head reaching ever deeper into her lush fertile confines. Her toeclaws curled in pleasure, legs gripping his flanks as he pulled her further down onto him until there was no more to take. It had felt like he might go on forever and slide right up into her womb, but as he came to rest with his twitching, throbbing length hilted inside her, she panted, pleasure glazed eyes staring at her crotch nearly flush with his own. She could hardly believe how easily he'd nailed her to the wall; the pretty bird balls-deep on dragon cock that, not moments before, she was worried wouldn't even fit! There was a slight bulge in her tummy where that huge log of flesh had invaded her dark juicy snatch but it was... oh gawds it was all in!

The needy male grinned toothily, enjoying her reaction but gave her only enough time to realize things were real before assaulting her with yet another sensation. Upon retracting his shaft from those silky folds, she was forced to experience his firm meaty ribs tugging and stimulating her soft succulent folds. One by one he let them pop free from between those widely spread thighs, each one flicking a light spray of her estrus juices out over the tile, the excess fluid collecting and dripping down between his legs. Only the first thrust and already they were creating a heady pool of their intermingled lust on the floor. Withdrawing completely from his pretty little avian playmate, he gave her three deep breaths before wedging the tip back in, guiding his drakehood to nest right up against her needy womb and nuzzle into the source of her heat. She was panting softly already and he'd done little more than leave a smear of his own soupy prefluid behind to drool off her inner barrier.

Again, he slid free and took her once more, each new thrust coming a little faster, a little more eagerly, a little more greedy for her body as her channel became accustomed to his girth. No longer did she grip his body with her forepaws, instead she let him have his way with her, her arms stretched above her head clawing tenderly at the upper edge of the tile while she bounced on his shaft. Synx was enjoying the view she provided, her young pretty breasts bouncing just a touch each time he rammed home in her, those wide child-bearing hips splayed open giving him full unrestricted access to her slit which he made liberal use of. He could feel her arousal literally dripping off the base of his shaft as he sloshed through those warm pussy lips and knew it wouldn't be long before the both of them finished.

Leaning in, the black dragon shifted to a series of rapid short bucks that made her whine helplessly, his ribbed flesh helping stimulate the poor girl into a heightened state of fertility when the creak of door hinges made their heart's skip a beat. In an instant the two froze mid thrust, Synx pressed snug within her twitching, needy cunt as the second inner door to the restroom creaked open, the sound of hoof clops echoing loudly in the near silence. There was a span of time where neither even drew breath, their own thundering heartbeats the loudest sound in their ears until the creak and clack of the door three stalls down clunked open, then shut with the grating metallic slide of the door lock sliding into place to seal the deal.

Vaara had lowered her hands to the wall at her sides, head turned intently in the direction of the newcomer while the devious dragon simply leaned in and ran his tongue over her neck sinuously. Part of her wanted to beat him back and part of her wanted to moan out loud, but that was all part of the game wasn't it? The danger made it all the more exciting, the adrenaline rush making her want him all the more, to see how much they could get away with and not get caught for if they were caught, they'd undoubtedly get expelled. The gorgeous little hen gave in and closed her eyes, tilting her head up to the side, letting him nibble tenderly on her throat, suppressing the groan of pleasure as the other woman's zipper fell.

A shuffle of clothing, wipe of seat and clack of hard plastic meeting porcelain gave the two lovers a modicum of auditorial reprieve, the soft wet sounds of his kiss on her neck making her heart pound. Would the other woman hear him? What would happen if she got caught... ohh gawds...! She just wanted to moan but her role in the game wouldn't allow it to escape her beak, helplessly pinned and unable to have the satisfaction her body craved until...

The sound of a trickle of urine leaking into the toilet bowl made her ears perk for a moment, startled but the instant reorganization caused that sudden spike of fear to fade quickly. What she hadn't expected, however, was to feel the large spire buried between her legs slide further in. It was slow and deliberate, using the distracting noise to cover up the more prominent sounds of rutting his bird. Sharp as they were in Vaara's ears, utterly distinct and clearly perceivable, the girl relieving herself never heard a sound of it. Synx took her to the edge and dangled the poor girl there on a string, slipping completely free from her sex and using slow deliberate motions to grind his wet slimy cockflesh firmly against her exposed vent all within earshot. She loved and hated him for it, the young feathered fem feeling as if she might explode.

Her body did anyway, a second rippling orgasm tearing through her frame as she came all over his gorgeous spire. He could feel her hot body twitching against his heated flesh, a few messy drops of her jism dripping off his male orbs as one of his paws sought out her breasts, kneading her chest to spread the sensation all over. There was a small amount of pain at holding back part of the release and a good sharp prick in her feathered fingertips at holding back the pain but overall she was in a state bliss, her body on fire. So lost was she in the sensation of her orgasm that she didn't even hear the other girl dab herself off, zip up, wash off and leave until the squeak and slam of the twin doors made her jerk slightly.

Vaara was nearing a point of exhaustion, her virgin body simply not used to this level of heightened stimulation but neither was she sated. Her desire was as strong as it had been when they started- stronger perhaps and there was a small amount of fear that perhaps she would never be sated, that this feeling would only grow worse. But Synx had a cure for her need resting just below his wet sticky drakehood, eagerly awaiting its chance to give the young female her injection. Wasting not a moment less they be interrupted again the silver maned male eased himself within her moist welcoming folds, the pretty little hen arching her back and letting out the most delicious moan, the sound simply dripping with her barely contained lust. Hugging his paws around behind her waist he leaned his entire weight forward and slid up all the way inside her.

Pinned between the wall and a block of powerful, muscular, hungry dragon, she quietly but vocally called out to him, her feathery fingers groping onto his mane as he leaned in and bit gently but firmly into her neck. Again and again, the gorgeous male thrust himself into her, driving the entire spear of flesh freely into her bare pussy folds, savoring those last few moments before he felt his spire flare up and dig into her soft flesh just as the first thick gooey rope of seed surged forth. Again and again the virile male forced his sweet sticky seed deep between the spread legs of his receptive little hen, each ejaculation punctuated by a hot needy thrust of his hips to help it reach as deep as possible.

Despite the restrained orgasm she'd had to endure just moments before, Vaara fell victim to Synx' breeder's heritage, her body tingling with pleasure as he plastered her womb with his sperm, the stuff so rich and thick she could feel it oozing into the hard to reach cracks and crevices of her sex. She didn't quite understand the sensation she felt at the end when he began loosing a thick sticky web of semen straight up into her egg-rich belly, only that it made her body cum that much harder. She stared at the far wall with pleasure glazed eyes, beak agape in a silent scream of bliss, settling only to pant and huff as she was bred by the gorgeously hot stud. A long gooey strand of his seed collected around the edge of her well stuffed vent, dripping down into the noticeable puddle of her juices already present on the floor.

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The fourth period end of passing period bell rang out with both Synx and Vaara in their respective classes, both without any identifying traces of having spent the previous hour having sex. The tall male followed Ms. Fenrier's lesson without trouble today, his mind clear and focused with his body's urges sated. It'd been three months since the 'lab' and her pregnancy showed noticeably, that pretty orange tummy round with eggs... his eggs. She'd insisted on them not playing around anymore, even off campus. If they got close enough and started acting buddy-buddy with one another it would be the end of his education and her career so, for now, they were back to student and teacher. It was a shame; he'd have liked to take her at least once while she carried his children, something about that was just strangely erotic...

Since that day he'd found his calling, the thing that got him off hardest was satisfying a girl's heat and with the number of hot teens in his school coming into their own, it wasn't hard to find someone interested. Another aspect that made it all the better were all these dangerous situations, knowing at any point they could be caught with real consequences that made the experience several times more enjoyable. Twice he'd nearly been caught, far closer than what he'd just done in the restroom and that exhilarating rush had him going back for more time and again. Despite the upcoming frog dissection lab they were preparing for, Synx kept half his mind thinking up an excuse for PE to give tomorrow. Vaara would have to come up with one on her own as well but the silver maned male had little doubt it had been worth it- for both of them.

It wasn't until the following week as the handsome male was beginning to sniff out a new partner that things took an unexpected turn. There was a gorgeous shark girl he wanted to try. Up until this point all his partners had been scalies of one kind or another with the occasional avian but something about the sleek smooth skin and dangerously predatory feminine features had peaked his interest. They didnt share a class together so it would have to be during lunch...

" Synx." Jarred from his thoughts at hearing his name called, the buff dragon lifted his head from his workbook and glanced at his teacher. " You're wanted in the principal's office." Spoke his second period teacher holding up a hall pass, dropped off by a courier.

There was a slight grip of fear in his chest at those words. No one ever got called to the principal's office for good news and with all his recent lewd activities on the premise, thoughts of having been caught in the act were the first thing that irrationally came to mind. Most eyes in the classroom were upon him, some amused smirks, others curious and the few accusing glances. Synx didnt really make enemies being the outward, sociable and friendly type with a body build that clearly spoke of his ability to pummel someone for trying to use him as a front for their crude cruel jokes. But as curious and insecure creatures, the children of his school were no different in looking for anything that might give them a social edge.

" Just take your books with you, period's almost over." Synx just nodded, avoiding making direct eye contact with anyone as he packed his book bag and retrieved the pass. " As for the rest of you, there's still a good 15 minutes to finish reading so back to work, enough gawking at something you know nothing about." There were a few snickers but the black drake ignored them, too focused on his own thoughts to really care.

His walk down the quite halls was slow, those large reptilian feet carrying him onward of their own accord. It was probably Jenna, she was a doll but damn she was loud too, someone could have overheard. Or when he'd been with Reese, that had been a fun romp but they'd left a bit of a mess in the girls showers... Or Vaara, there was that girl who'd come in to use the restroom, perhaps he'd pushed a little too hard that time and made too much noise himself. He began coming up with excuses and alibis, ways to say it wasnt him or if the evidence was against him, explain why. Or... fuck...

The large solid wooden door that led to the attendance office stood ominously before him, the two ladies behind the counter inside the office talking to each other casually. He couldnt hear what they were saying through the glass window but for some reason it made him feel even gloomier. Straightening up and shoving away his doubts, the big male opened the door and stepped inside; might as well get this done and over with. At his entrance the two girls paused their banter, Mrs. Dawson, the cheetah lady to left smiled and busied herself with a task while Mrs. Cain, a large heavy-set rhino waved a paw at him to approach.

" What can I do for you deary?" Her voice was a little gruff for his taste but she was kind enough. Good gawd! Here he was at it again, possibly about to get expelled for knocking up girls on campus and still ranking them. Perhaps he really was a lost cause...

" Uhm... the, uh, principal called for me." He answered numbly, holding out the pass. Those large thick fingers took hold and examined the paper, then handed it back and pointed to the far left.

" Down the hall hun, last door. Thrisha should be in but if not just come back, you can wait out here." She smiled softly at him, Synx nodding with a thank you before hoisting his bag and heading toward the office.

It was an odd feeling, the fearful unwanted anticipation like a ball of ice packed in the pit of his stomach. He'd felt it before, of course, just like all young children having done something wrong, something they were told not to and awaiting judgment but never quite this intense, never on this scale. He had no idea what his parents would think if he got expelled for having sex on campus, he'd probably never hear the end of it. The further his feet took him the less he wanted to continue on. He was a good boy despite all his naughty romps and the fear of letting everyone down like this was enough to make him queasy. The nameplate on the door read 'Thrisha Omisipsapaleano'. Synx' muzzle screwed slightly as he silently tried to pronounce the last name. With a sigh, he gave it up and knocked.

The great drake more than half hope she wouldnt be there, standing awkwardly at the principal's door for several seconds before the defeating click of lock and handle made his hopes evaporate. As the door pulled back, there stood Ms. Omislipsafano... Ms. Onmipaelsap- saf... -there stood Thrisha with a soft smile spread across her reptilian features. He'd seen her before but never quite so up close, her thick scaly naga body both powerful and delicate in its entirety. Her heritage was of cobra blood, dark charcoal-grey body with golden highlights and captivating ember eyes.

" Ahh Ssynx, glad to ssee youre here. Come, come, have a ssseat." The silver maned male blinked a little in confusion. Having worked his expectations up of an extremely unpleasant encounter, it came as a rather odd shocking not to have an immediately downcast frown or be riddled with accusations. His dean stepped back, or rather slithered back, taking a full circle to the opposite side of her desk, taking a stop at the water cooler in the corner to get a cup to drink. " Thirssty?" She offered, taking one of the disposable cups off the top and holding it out in his direction but Synx just shook his head in decline.

She was very pretty. This was more than just his usual once-over glance, actually taking a moment to really observe his principal for the first time. Most of the hooded cobra hybrid's body was unclothed, a naga's method of locomotion required their serpentine lower half to remain 'naked' but what of her needed concealed to remain modest was covered in a loose two-piece business suit of dark navy blue. She was a breastless female too. Her chest was, from what he could tell, flat not from of lack of endowment but simply that her species didnt have them. That was something Synx had always been interested in; the genetics behind what actually gave ferals and anthros their traits. Dominant and recessive genes only worked consistently in pureblood children, a feral and an anthro mating often resulted in something like Thrisha who would gain a disproportionate number of traits from either the father or mother. However, when two hybrid's of similar genomes had children, the properties of dominant and recessive genes would reinstate themselves within just a few generations creating a new, stable and virtually indistinguishable 'pureblood' race...

The tall drake wrinkled his nose somewhat, realizing where his pattern of thought had gone to. Had he really just recited Ms. Fenrir's lesson out of the blue like that? Damn Synx, you're turning into a biology geek- he thought to himself with mild amusement. Collecting a cup of water for herself, the large reptilian female slid back behind her desk and rearranged the coils of her body in such a way to allow her to lean her clothed upper body into them.

" Sso Ssynx, I ssuppose your curious ass to why I've called you to my officess." It was with this very slurred sentence that the silver maned male realized how much of a hiss Mrs. Thrisha had. He'd heard creatures with forked tongues speak in an almost incomprehensible syllable-less rolling hiss so Thrisha had quite sensible control over her speech making it more like a manageable accent than anything. Still not sure of the entire situation, the teenage male just nodded meekly. The pleasant naga just extended a paw to the chair before her desk for him to sit. " First I would like to congratulate you on your record. You have done a fantasstic job keeping your gradess up. There wass a little sslip but Fenrir hass asssured me you are on the up again." The mention of his teacher's name made Synx' heart jump slightly but he just nodded with a forced smile.

" But, ass much ass I would like to call every sstudent doing well to my office to congratulate them on a job well done, I have called you here to discusss a problem that iss creeping up." That little knot in the pit of his stomach flared up again but the young male kept it in check, saying nothing as his principal took a sip from her cup before continuing. " Teen pregnancy in thiss sschool has always been ssub five percent. However, an alarming number of young girlss have been reported pregnant in the lasst few monthss."

She paused for a moment, allowing the student to speak if he so wished. There was a possibility he might try and lie or be offended at her implication but instead he simply remained quiet, neither admitting nor denying that he was involved. So she continued calm and casually as she flipped a folder open, trying her best to get the message across without being accusing.

" Reesse Faux, Ssarah Cable, Donna Teressa, Patricia Kalian, Jackie Fissk, her ssister Mary and, I ssuspect, Vaara Gibss." She read off the list, all of which Synx had sampled. He wanted to smile a little at the mention of Jackie and Mary but couldnt. The thing that caught his attention most was the realization that it wasnt even the full list of ladies he'd enjoyed the company of. Thrisha closed the folder and waited again, watching his reaction as he simply looked down at his nervously folded paws. This was really the time for denial but it seemed he was smart enough not to try and lie his way out. In fact, the question that came from his lips took her a little by surprise.

" How... did you know about Vaara?" She wasnt far enough along to be showing and that pretty innocent little bird didnt seem like the kind that would tell anyone about her first fuck in a bathroom stall little less a teacher or principal. Thrisha just smiled and slid a desk drawer open, retrieving a remote and peeked back into the folder for a time stamp.

Clicking on the monitor behind him, she punched in the timestamp and let his curious muddy yellow eyes watch the security footage of Vaara peeking out from the door to make sure the coast was clear before the large reptilian male followed her signal. Synx blushed hotly. " That issnt the most vivid recording of your recent activitiess. I have a tape of you and Mss. Reesse under the bleachers having a bit of fun and another with your paw within Mss. Donna'ss undergarmentss." She clicked the recording off and stored the remote again. Up until this point Thrisha had been fairly relaxed despite the subject matter but as she folded her claws together on the desk, she grew a bit more somber.

" Thiss iss not the part that concernss me however. A sshort ssuspenssion and warning iss all that would be required, jusst ssomthing to remind you to keep your activitiess off sschool premisss without dehabilitating your ssexual growth. That which concernss me mosst is your interaction with Misss Fenrir." The knot in his stomach turned to ice in such a sudden change that it was nearing physical pain. " I cannot help but notice the ssingle prominent dip in your gradess coincidess with Fenrir'ss pregnancy and the sudden return climb sshortly after her clutch'ss conception." Again that prominent pause hung over the area with such force that Synx felt compelled to end the silence with something, anything!

But; " Oh..." was the only word that slipped from his mouth. The neutral look on Thrisha's face was impossible to read. There was no frown or disappointed scowl but neither was there any hint of positive emotion either. She let the moment sink in for a moment longer before sitting back some, resting her clawed talons in her 'lap'.

" It took me a while to figure out why you were doing all thiss." She continued in a no-nonsense tone, her golden eyes watching the bashful male. " You are a ssmart kid and I refused to believe you did not know or care about the consequencess of your actionss. I had to dig a bit deeper and look into your family line before it began to make ssense. Your medical recordss ssay you have classic BBSs." The curious look on his face as he shyly lifted his eyes to look at her made her smile slightly and clarify. " That standss for Breederss Blood Ssyndrom dear." She had to hide her grin as she saw him twitch away and blush harder, poor boy wasnt even fully aware of his condition.

" Heightened pheremonal awarenesss, overactive reproductive ssystem, occasional chemical imbalance, excesssive sseminal production. I'm ssure you're aware of all of these ssymptomss." She smiled at the young student and leaned forward, laying her chin on her folded paws. " What you may not be aware of iss that there iss a female equivalent; it'ss called HODC or Hyper Ovulitory Distresss Condition."

Synx, for the life of him, couldnt understand how this conversation had gone from pointing out all the girls he'd knocked up to discussing the different kinds of sexual disorders. If he wasnt on the verge of being expelled this conversation might have been interesting... though truth be told he found himself mildly curious even now. Perhaps it was just that spark of hope that she hadnt immediately come out and told him to empty his locker and pack it on home to explain to his parents that he'd been kicked out of school for getting his teacher pregnant that allowed him to keep a open ear in her direction.

" By now you're wondering why I'm telling you thiss am I right?" The large black dragon nodded slowly. " Because, Ssynx, HODC is a condition I have lived with all my life. It'ss called Hyper Ovulitory Distresss Condition because, for a female, it can be quite dangerouss if not properly managed. Unlike a male such of yourself coping with BBSs who can ssimply massterbate to relieve the any excesssive pressure, a female with HODC will continue to ovulate throughout her entire life." Though Synx fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, she had caught his interest with a subject he found deeply compelling, his eyes watching hers as she explained.

" While a BBSs victim may produce millionss of gamete cellss a week and a HODC victim only a clawful, the danger for a female comess if she leavess them to build up into the hundredss or even thousandss. This becomes only a true problem sshould they be fertilized as each egg immediately takess a portion of bodily resourcess from the mother upon insemination and exponentially more as the young grow. An HODC ssufferer with a hundred receptive ova in her womb, which can accumulate in lesss than a year, will do permanent and posssibly fatal damage to her body by the end of 24 hourss of growth." She lifted her head off her folded paws and leaned back some, retrieving her cup of water and swallowing it down, giving the youth time to digest the information she'd given him.

Getting up in her very serpentine fashion, the orange stripped charcoal-grey body wiggled back toward the water cooler and refilled her cup, getting the teen one too this time without asking. Taking it to his side, she set it into his hand which moved on autopilot as he looked up at her, still curious, not only to his still undecided situation but to her story as well. She smiled down at him and slid back around to the other side of her desk and wrapped her coils comfortably beneath her, relaxing some as if telling fireside stories to an old friend.

" There are wayss to combat the condition of course: a ssterilizing drug you take that triess to ssanitize the eggss but it is only mildly effective, can cause your ssystem to become permanently ssterile and must be taken daily without fail." She seemed to dismiss the idea quite readily. " There are sseminal cervical trapss designed to prevent pregnancy but those, too, are not very reliable and can be both uncomfortable and create bodily deformitiess. It is also possible to do costly ssurgery once a month to have the ova removed but it is neither healthy nor monetarily effective. Then there iss, of course, alwayss the natural method of ssimply finding ssomeone to ssire those young."

The last was presented in a very casual, alluring way that Synx might not have given a second thought about in his current situation if not for the soft subtle caress of Mrs. Thrisha's tail against his ankle. His mind had not yet processed what was being suggested as he glanced down to see that grey tail grazing along his foot in a very playful way until his vision lifted back up. Even though his eyes caught hers, it was her pose that caught him most, leaned against herself so calm and casually. He let his vision wander over her attractive form while allowing his mind to sizing her up as a_female_ rather than the dean of his school. He felt his genitals stir some but held himself in check as his eyes lingered on her wedding ring, this was a bad idea.

Thrisha caught his stare and smiled in a much more seductive manner, letting her tail glide up further along the inner curve of his leg, enjoying the feel of that muscular youthful body. " You might find it difficult to believe but it can be quite trying to find ssomeone who is willing to bed with a lady in perpetual heat. My hussband dose hiss best but it iss ssimply not enough to contest with my condition."

Poor Synx found himself utterly torn between his primal instincts and his logical mind. If she was offering what he thought she was offering, how could he really refuse? But then on the other paw she was, not only the principal but gawd-damn married! Easing herself out of her comfortable reclining position, the great serpent slid toward the gorgeous male and took the cup of water out of his numb paws, putting it to the side as she climbed up into his lap. The black scaled male kept his eyes locked on her own, conflict written on his features as she let her coils loop around the chair and stroked his silvery mane in a delightfully sensual way designed to eat away at his resolve.

She was close enough that he could smell her now. The taste had been hidden behind a light layer of air freshener undoubtedly specifically designed to hide her rich pheromone heavy scent, the serpentine female having secretly unplugged it from the outlet when she'd first gotten herself water. They could both feel his crotch stir this time as she gently caressed the curve of his ear with the back of a talon.

" I figure we can help each other out Ssynx. You jusst come to me whenever you feel the need to make ssome pretty girl gravid and I can keep all this naughtinesss out of your permanent record. All those ssecurity tapes will be our little ssecret mmm?" She hissed softly, letting her long slick black tongue flicker within an inch of his cheek, taking in his own heady scent with that sensitive forked appendage. Her golden eyes peered into his yellow orbs, still struggling with uncertainty before she let a crooked grin curve at the edge of her muzzle for the briefest moment. " Of coursse the alternative iss that I have to expel you and fire Fenrir for inappropriate ssexual contact on sschool groundss."

Thrisha spoke with authority, offering her ultimatum as she moved forward as if to slip off his lap before, with great delight, she felt his arm wrap around her waist and keep her there. She remained stiff for a moment to see how much he meant the gesture before relaxing and easing herself back against him. With a bit of a sly grin, she returned one arm around his neck and ever so delicately caressed the side of his head, helping the young teen to relax.

Synx didnt need much encouragement, the spicy scent of her and the offer of a warm receptive body to lay into whenever he needed was more than enough to get him in the mood. His apprehension had been more from not wanting to make another bad decision. Well... that wasnt entirely accurate, this was defiantly not a good decision but it was the best and likely most enjoyable out of the options he had. With his fear of being caught starting to melt away, the hot young stud found his curiosity and desire coming to life. He moved slowly at first, letting his paw glide down the clothed area of her hip, feeling out the pleasant curve of her body until that curious paw slid off the hem of her suit and onto the bare scales of her hide.

Her coils tensed a little in pleasant anticipation. If she'd gained nothing else from watching the half hidden shadowy recordings of the muscular male pound his classmates on security cameras, she knew he was an experienced lover capable of making his counterpart moan with pleasure. Thrisha could hardly wait to experience him for herself. Leaning in he closed his eyes and gently rubbed the side of his snout against her chest as she rested in his lap, taking in the sweet scent of her. After caressing her flank for several moments, the naga girl felt the young teen's paw slide up along the edge of her hide and slip up under her lower garment, grinning a little to herself. Mmm such a frisky male she's managed to snare. Perhaps too frisky.

Her long agile tailtip extended to take hold of his wrist and dragged it away, delighting in the moment of fearful tension that shot through the studly drake, fearing he'd overstepped his bounds already. She let him bathe in that sensation for a few seconds before wiggling and grinding her coils up against him sensually. Gripping his lower jaw with her taloned hand, she lifted his nose upward and grinned to show her fangs. " You are on my time right now Ssynx, you can look but you only touch when I ssay sso, undersstand?" Thrisha enjoyed the hint of fear behind his eyes as he nodded. She didnt want him to be so fearful that he wouldnt come to her when he needed a good fuck but cautious enough not to try and cross her.

Satisfied with his submission, she slid her paws down her front in a very sensual fashion, letting him watch but not interact with her as she slowly unbuttoned the front of her snug form-fitting suit. Bit by bit she revealed herself to the cautious male's eager eyes. Once her garment was held on by only a belt and a single button, she slumped a little and let the fabric split open some revealing the circular curve of her cotton-white panties. Pealing the edges back, she gave him an even greater view of what looked much like a large but simple waist doily. Synx could feel his mouth water slightly at the sight of her, concealed and revealed at the same time, wondering what she would be like beneath those soft fabric undergarments but restrained from finding out himself.

The serpentine female flickered her tongue, letting the young boy soak in the raw virility of the female in his lap, undulating her coils just enough to let him see the muscles beneath flex and shift noticeably, showing off the power her natural form provided. Only when she'd had enough of teasing him did she slip a paw in along her hip to find the small white zipper and peal it away. Again with excruciating slowness did the experienced female expose herself to him, holding the zipper at the edge for a moment before unhooking it. With a gentle sweep of those deadly claws, the fabric fell away causing the serpentine female to tense at the delightfully revealing sensation.

There, amidst the golden orange scales of his principal's belly, was the juicy pink-flushed vent he'd learned so much about not minutes ago. A waft of her hot virile scent washed up over his senses, strong enough to make the young male growl slightly in his throat. The sound could be mistaken as nothing less than feral lust, the feel of his arousal jumping excitedly under her rump helping reinforce his desire. Her black tongue flickered several times in excitement as she watched his reaction. With her vent fully exposed before the young male, Thrisha leaned back some and hummed to herself. One of her powerful claws slid behind his head, grating and scratching pleasantly through that thick silvery mane while the other added to his sensual excitement.

The naga fem was enjoying this far too much not to draw it out some, her deadly sharp claws grazing over the soft smooth scales of her lower belly, rubbing around the edges of her heated sex several times without actually touching herself. She used the motion to gently drag her flesh this way and that, changing the angle which the light bounced off her exposed flesh, letting him observe the beads of moisture forming and spreading with those soft succulent folds as her own arousal grew. Soon enough, however, even she couldnt resist the temptation and covered that soft ready slit with her paw, sinking a single talon inside of herself, showing off just how well those muscular walls conformed to the invader within.

Thrisha explored her own depths as she'd done many times before, spreading the slick lubricating fluid all over insides before pulling free. A thick sticky string of her juices stretched from her talon to those well worked pussy lips, webbing between her fingers as she played with her own thick nectar. Despite his eyes being glued to the whole scene, Synx was ill-prepared to have the gorgeous girl run her wet claw over his lips and nose. Despite having been told not to touch, the excited male couldnt help but extend his tongue and eagerly clean that sticky paw. The teasing female let him have his way for now, even letting him go so far as wrapping his tongue around her claw and drawing it into his maw, suckling on the digit sensually. It was an unexpectedly arousing sensation, far more than she'd have thought.

Reluctantly, the needy male allowed his principal to withdraw her freshly cleaned claw from his lips. With a grin she unhooked her belt and shifted, dragging it free from around her waist before collecting both his wrists back behind the chair. Though curious and a little wary, the black drake didnt fight her as she looped the belt around his wrists and tightened it, effectively locking him into place. Satisfied, she sat back up and grabbed his jawline, holding his snout up and kissed him deeply. Synx blushed furiously as he was forced to make out with his dean all hot and wet, full of tongue wrestling and muzzle exploration. Though the burn on his cheeks persisted, the entrapped male took to the notion like a fish to water, returning the gesture, letting his large tongue slide over the roof of her maw and breathing tube.

The kiss passed with a lingering string of saliva between them, the click of a locked door catching his attention. His head turned to catch her tail dropping away before she slid off his lap, purposefully sliding her heavy body over his tight pants in the process. He huffed and turned, watching as she unfastened the last button on her garment and discarded them both to the side. Like a snake fixated on its prey, her eyes took in the outline of that marvelous bulge under his pants. It was her last chance to fantasize about it how it would look before she'd be comparing her imagination to the real thing. Her flexible claws fidgeted and removed his belt completely, depositing it carelessly on the side of her desk followed by the single button and down came the zipper.

With less and less fabric to get in the way, the bulge of his impressive cock came into view in all its thick inky black glory. A bit of a smirk curled at the corner of her muzzle at seeing his bare shaft jut up and out. Come to think of it she didnt remember him ever wearing underpants in any of the video's either; how kinky. He was far more delicious in the flesh than she'd ever made him out to be in her mind, just a thick black muscular rod of potent breeding meat just waiting to dig deep into her hungry vent. The tapered tip would make it easy to wedge up deep inside even the most reluctant of places and those ridges looked blessedly stimulating.

Her paws slid in over his hips and down around his open jeans, one gripping around the base of his spire while the other slipped a little further in cupping those heavy orbs and helping ease them out into the open. Synx slumped and huffed softly his hinds spreading out to either side some to give the gorgeous girl room to work. He was at her mercy as she let her black tongue flicker in the air just a tantalizing quarter inch away from his flesh, so close he could feel the disturbance in the air caused by its rapid tasting motion. Then she extended it fully and slid the flat of its wet surface up against his firm soft spiny ridges and drew it all the way up to the tip, maw open slightly. The silver maned male could feel his belly tighten, this time not out of fear or loathing but rather out of sheer unbridled pleasure.

Her powerful paw wrapped around the base of his shaft as she held him out at just the right angle, lifting her snout up to the tip of his wet flesh and immediately back down, engulfing the full log of his shaft within the warm confines of her muzzle. Synx couldnt help but let out a hiss of pleasure as she guided him right into her throat, swallowing the big male as she would any other prey. Down she went letting her constricting neck muscles work him over, trying to swallow his meat in the most primal fashion. He fit just right between her fangs, her tongue slithering out along that full sheath to cradle and fondle his warm full drakeballs, thoroughly enjoying how his heavy organs continued actively churning up a fresh healthy load to be used on the female currently sucking him off.

Being the first truly experienced female he'd ever encountered, Synx was beginning to think that getting head from his principal was nearly as good as filling out a nice slick vent. At the time he didnt think he'd ever find anything better than feeling the soft succulent walls of a convulsing pussy milking his shaft. Oh but the pressurized muzzle of this lovely naga bobbing over him, working his ridges into the silky wet walls of her throat was certainly very close. Sliding back and forth until just the tapered tip was left between her lips, she rolled her head up and down just enough to work it into her throat again and again. Even as she did so, the pretty female slowly removed the rest of her clothing, deftly multitasking both giving the young stud head and stripping down to her bare scales. She gave him little reprieve, her serpentine qualities allowing her to keep going without needing to stop for a breath, working him up until she could feel his balls tighten up in anticipation.

And thats when she decided to pull free. That glorious black muzzle slid completely of his twitching drooling cockflesh, letting it throb hotly in her gripping paw just to watch it leak thick strands of seminal fluid. Synx had never experience the sensation of being denied his climax before and the burning edge of his lust slipping away made him hiss and whine in frustration, straining against the leather of her belt to shift and buck into her paw some, trying desperately to get that last tiny push he needed to get off. The sensuous naga fem leaned down and extended her tongue again and slit it up the wet drooling underside of his bare flesh slowly... too slowly! Mpfh!! Too late to get him off, his toeclaws curled in pained pleasure as the ebb of his need slowly throbbed away leaving him sore but still unsatisfied.

Ahh how she enjoyed seeing her playthings tremble under her careful ministrations, held at her mercy with pleasure or its denial solely under her sway. Lifting her body upward she pressed her front to his, forcing the serpentine curve of her body glide effortlessly in along his form, dragging her stomach over his wet cock to leave a smear of his seedy juices along her fine belly scales. Her arms slid out and encircled his shoulders, the webbed underarms draped over his attractive form as she stopped there with her hot sex hovering just against the top edge of his cockflesh, poised in just such a position that even if he were to thrust his hips forward he'd only get a taste of her vent. Left at the experienced female's mercy once again, she took her time, rubbing herself with his needy tip, giving the poor male pleasure but not enough to get any higher.

" Thatssss a good boy." She hissed in his ear, " Ssssuch a good sssstudent, teachersss pet yessss?" She asked, dipping her body down to wedge a bare inch of his black shaft into those succulent pink pussy folds, pulling away when his only response was to shift of his hips, trying desperately to enter her. From the corner of his peripheral vision Synx had seen her take something off the desk but it hadnt registered in his pleasure riddled mind with all the other stimulation she'd given him. Thus it came as just as much a shock to him as she'd hoped for when she looped it around his muzzle, tightening it in one simple deft motion to leave him mute as well as helpless.

" Our little ssssecret." She hissed again, claw tugging at his bound muzzle with a devious grin. The poor boy nodded slowly with an adorable little whimper. Quite satisfied with his response, she ever so slowly stroked and caressed the side of his muzzle with her clawtips, the touch so subtle and sensual that the once dominant male simply tilted his head and nuzzled into the paw. Despite his heightened sexual need and raging teenage breeder hormones, she had him in the palm of her paw and knew she could do nearly anything to him at this point.

Luckily for the horny drake, both their desires coincided quite nicely. Her paws slid down to grip his rump, arching it forward in such away so as to give the young boy the illusion of control, wedging the first few inches of that thick girthy cock into her warm receptive tunnel before easing herself the rest of the way. Every inch of him that sank into that muscular hole was like having a hot wet glove of pure heaven swallowing down around him. He didnt want her to stop, even when he felt her crotch come flush to his own he wished she could keep going. A sudden rush of pent up air puffed from his nose, realizing he'd been holding his breath the entire time, forced to take deep gouts of breath through flared nostrils alone as she worked him over. Her throat had been magnificent but whatever oral muscles she had at her disposal to swallow a meal seemed to pale in comparison to the vaginal muscles her body possessed to breed with.

Oh heaven's above did she feel incredible! Thrisha's body was designed to be a brood queen and, while not as prolific as, say, a queen bee; she'd laid her fair share of eggs. The muscles used to give birth got a regular workout but when not in use to squeeze young out they did a fine job in stimulating a virile male into give up his thick genetic juice for the next batch. Pinned beneath the weight of his dean and tied to the chair, Synx could do little more than focus on the intense sexual pleasure of their devious copulation produced. The attractive naga fem rolled her hips about in his lap, grinding his meaty flesh around within her hot fertile tunnel for a few moments before gripping his shoulder and lifting herself upward.

Her tongue flickered with a wicked grin of amusement as she watched the student's reaction to feeling his stiff rubbery spines being plucked one by one from the wet confines of her slit. He had the same problem she did: he wanted to cum, he wanted to dig in and saturate her pussy with his thick gooey sperm but at the same time he didnt want her to stop, didnt want it to end. They were two sides to the same coin, both suffering from the same 'problem' and a dangerous combination together. Pulling completely free with a soft wet suckling sound, she kept her coils arched to support his bare cockflesh with her leaking vent hovering just above his slick ebon shaft.

She waited, feeling his needy arousal twitch hungrily against her lower coil, waiting, guiding his chin upward and to the side with a paw until his pleasure glazed eyes flittered open. Her angular snout hovered close to his exposed throat, tongue flickering close enough to tickle his hide. The needy naga could feel the throb of his heartbeat through that exposed vein like a radiant pulse of heat, parting her jaws slowly. He couldnt see what she was doing so much as he could feel it, those large powerful fangs slipping from beneath their protective skin flaps, feel their point at his throat and the sharp sting of their penetration- muted as it was with the simultaneous pleasure of her smooth vent engulfing his drakehood.

Thrisha was very cautious with her venom, injecting only the barest amount into her prey this time before withdrawing her fangs. While it certainly could be used to pacify prey it was a side effect of its true purpose. Synx' eyes slid closed as the poison coursed through his system, carried all the way to the very tip of his tail, toeclaws curling in blissful pleasure. This hot breeder boy didnt need her venom to make him a potent match for her eggs, his heavy sack produced sperm virile enough to fertilize any female's unprotected young. No, she did it to make him melt.

Like an intense aphrodisiac drug, the poor drake found every sensation incredibly intimate. From the feel of her paw sliding up under his shirt to grope his toned muscular belly and the ticklish graze of her tongue against his heated scales down to the intense sexual satisfaction of feeling her clenching insides hugging his bare flesh as she rocked back and forth in his lap- everything was surreal. Time ticked by in heartbeats rather than seconds, the soft hiss of pleasure as she cradled and rode her new plaything resonating in his ears.

Her body shifted faster and more eagerly against his own, the soft wet squelching sounds of her soaked passage massaging his breeding pole becoming dangerously loud. She was close but Synx could hold back no longer. The first wet surge of cum came as a thick delicious messy surprise as she hilted the poor boy deep inside her fertile little cunt just in time. A suppressed hisssss of delight slithered off her tongue, holding him sheathed inside her just long enough for that first surge to wet her appetite before lifting and pumping him again with those smooth succulent pussy walls. Like squeezing icing from a container she milked the hot stud, smearing her depths with his sperm as he ejaculated again and again.

Ohhh it felt ssso good! She clung to the big drake as she held him in nice and deep, pressing her vent flush with his crotch to wedging the last few spurts in as deep as she could manage. She reveled in the feeling of her powerful vaginal muscles pulsing and constricting on instinct, out of her control, doing their best to drain the flesh stuffed deep inside of its genetic juice- all in an effort to get her pregnant. No other system in the body was this dedicated to its task and she relished the wet sticky mess she felt oozing out of her deliciously stretched vent.

She had no idea how much of an impact he'd truly had on her though; head resting on his chest listening to the thunderous heartbeat and relaxing in her office after a hard screw. Oh she knew his virile little sperm were busily at work ravaging her innocent little eggs, hungry to turn his hot dean into a fat egg-heavy mother. However she was unaware of the extent of her next pregnancy with all the extra ova she'd let loose from having this uniquely designed breeder's flexible spines digging into her sex for the past... half hour. All she knew was how much potential this relationship had- if they could keep it quiet of course.

It took some time for the venom-drug to wear off and his pleasure riddled mind to catch up to the present. The feeling of her lover boy finally coming to made the satisfied principal grin a little, straightening her stance. Placing both paws on either side of his bound snout, she directed it toward her own and placed a soft lewd kiss on its tip, enjoying the warm blush that tinted his cheeks almost as much as the soft whine that escaped his throat as she dislodged his spent shaft from her swollen vent.

" Remember-" She spoke, unclipping the belt around his maw. " -thiss iss our little ssecret." Dropping the belt on the desk again, she leaned her weight against him, pressing her chest to his sensually as she unbound his poor sore forepaws. Backing away, she paused with a sly grin and slid completely free leaving the cum-soaked teen sitting alone in the chair. He wasnt sure if he should be embarrassed watching her fondle her recently bred sex but she didnt seem to mind, rubbing her swollen slit back into a reasonable shape.

It was another half an hour before Thrisha allowed her playmate to leave; wanting to be sure he showed no physical signs of their 'discussion' before exiting her office. She was confident he could keep their meetings a secret just as she was confident he would be back. She rubbed a tingle in her belly- they always came back.