A New Hatchling
#5 of Nocti's Journal
Nocti's journal. Altair... Mom's called me into hir bedroom. Not entirely sure why yet.
I knocked and walked into hir room, half expecting some sort of lecture or something. What I got was much MUCH more than that. Sprawled out on hir white latex sheets with hir tail in the air was my mother, hir inverted Dragonite pussy drooling with juices. Quickly closing the door and locking it, I took a sniff. "Mom? Don't tell me you're in season."
Shi smiled at me as shi was panting, hir white scales shimmering in the light like crystals in the sun. Hir thick hands were gripping a pillow, and I could see hir eyes somewhat glazed over. Shi wasn't too deep in pleasure, because shi gave me a soft nod. Mistress Vega had warned me the day before about Altair and hir periods of heat. Unlike most prism dragons--hir natural species--shi went into a full state of lustful depravity every ten months. It was so bad that shi couldn't even think until someone satisfied hir needs.
There were only two ways to do that. Either shi was sexed up regularly for the next three days, or someone accepted the task of being unbirthed, essentially being pulled into hir womb and held inside for a while until they were put into an egg to be laid. The egg, however, doesn't hatch for a week. Centauri was the one who usually went though it, but he was back home with his own Poketarian parents for the next three weeks.
I took a deep breath. "There's no way I can sex you up every three hours, even as a toy... Alright, I'll do it." I sent Mistress an email to let hir know what I was doing, then used my inuboy card in my Omnivice and activated it. My body's physical frame shrank, my breasts disappearing and my sheath, pussy and balls shrinking to more child-like proportions. Next was recalling my collar, rebreather and clothing into my Omnivice, leaving me completely naked. It was funny. The thought of what I was about to do actually had me hard, not because of what it involved, but because it was something really new. Seemed my curiosity was still there after all.
With another deep breath, I walked forward and climbed onto the bed. There wasn't much room, so I had to start immediately. My face pressed into the swollen horizontal slit between a pair of hir groin scutes, causing hir sensual juices to spray me with a squelching sound. The scent was rather intoxicating, drawing my mind into a slight haze that I had to fight off. Mistress warned me about that effect, as shi used it to calm anyone who might be afraid.
I managed to get my head all the way inside of hir dark opening, but something strange happened. Something rubbery slithered out from hir depths, forcing itself into my maw so hard that it might have knocked my teeth out had it been solid. It was rather gooey and pliable, almost flowing into my muzzle, and then around it like a mask. The two worked together to act like a gag muzzle, locking my face into a specific position. However, whatever I was now essentially sucking on was also feeding me fresh air, leading me to believe it was made as a safety system for whatever augment it was.
As the mask spread to the rest of my face, more of the rubbery tentacles-like things came out and wrapped around me, squeezing my arms against my sides. They then started pulling me inside as the pair of tendrils melted over my body like a quick-forming skin-tight cocoon. It covered me from head to toe, with my tail being left to hang on it's own, entering last with a rather loud squeak. I didn't realize my new mother's vagina was so deep, easily taking my three-foot-tall self without even touching the womb.
It was only a few moments later before I felt another tightness squeeze my head, acting almost as a gateway. It had to be the cervical canal, which meant the fact my head was being freed signaled I was in hir uterus. The film over my eyes became a little more transparent and acted as a night filter, allowing me to see a cavity filled with tendrils. That had to be the altered womb Altair used for unbirth.
Once I was fully inside, my body was forced into a fetal position, curling me up with my head against my knees, and I was left to float as the entire chamber was filled with a warm fluid. More tendrils wandered out and attached themselves to my cocoon, one poking into my anal passage, another to my vaginal slit, and a third attached itself to my still-very-hard-and-throbbing cock. I couldn't even moan for the one in my maw, but it felt amazing. Another tendril lashed out hard from the wall of the womb, this one almost at thick as my arm, and pushed into my stomach.
I felt a momentary sting where it penetrated, but something... almost inexplicable started happening, which I wouldn't have even known about without my Omnivice. The larger port began to alter the skin around it's entry point, connecting directly to arteries and veins to supply my body with blood. It also connected to other points that I couldn't recognize on my head-up display, literally feeding and hydrating me with materials that didn't have English or Poketarian names. I could understand the need for food and hydration, but why my blood?
As if answering my question, I felt an overbearing rush of bliss that wasn't sexual, but calming. It was like my close encounter with being turned into a toy, filling my body with warmth and happiness. I could barely think in the haze, but I could see that something was happening to my body that I hadn't expected. I lost all feeling in my shaft and pussy, the tendrils literally dissolving them painlessly, and the one on my tailhole connected directly to me, siphoning out any and all waste from my body. There as another flood of warmth as more fluids were pushed into me, removing any and all toxins present like scrubbers in a dirty room.
While that was happening, I felt like my heart was almost stopping in my chest. My new mother had taken over it's needs to let it rest... or so I thought. In reality, my heart was stopping because my natural blood had been drained, replaced by the blood of a prism dragon. That blood was busy changing various portions of my very being.
My heart became much stronger, a trait used to keep it from falling prey to their sexual nature. The only way one would pass out would be to have sex every moment of every day for a week solid. Of course, it also helped by making them immune to projectiles that might stop or destroy their heart. As for the rest of my insides, they essentially became mush as it was replaced with a special set of processing systems for a pleasurevoric nature, including a stomach for ingesting cum.
My female organs were changed, giving me a deeper vagina with a special womb. To be honest, I was kinda glad to get that gift. Prism dragons can choose when they become pregnant, and can have any species as the partner. At least I knew I could be mated without worry if I kept the change. At the same time, my balls were also altered to be somewhat larger, though how big I couldn't tell. All I knew was that I likely had the same universal seed my mother produced, allowing me to impregnate any female or herm no matter their species.
After that, I was once again able to feel my groin as both tendrils left my sexual organs, leaving me with a seven inch canine/dragon hybrid cock with two ridges, a pointed and flared head, and my thick Growlithe knot. I could see it almost looking back at me, shining white flesh and all. My slit was left mostly intact, though my clit was moved to the bottom, and my slit lips were lined with powerful muscles and a line of crystal scales, allowing me to willingly seal it off.
It wasn't until this moment that reality hit me. I wasn't just undergoing unbirth. Altair was changing me, knowingly, into a hybrid with hir blood. I was helpless to stop it, but to be honest, I really couldn't care less. It was so heavenly just floating inside of hir, hearing nothing but my thoughts and hir heart beating in my head. I didn't even know how much time had passed, as my Omnivice's clock had glitched out early in the process. I decided to just relax, and let myself drift off to sleep.
Some time later, I awakened in pure darkness with my face buried in my groin, limbs stuffed tight into my body. I tried moving a bit, feeling around for any clue as to where I was. The walls were thick... an EGG! I quickly pulled my legs back and slammed my feet into one side, utterly obliterating it. However, I also tumbled out flat onto my stomach, landing face first onto a bed. My body felt heavier, making it a bit harder to move.
When I regained my strength, I gave myself a quick look to see what I had become. My fur was a snow white with black stripes, a real change from my usual red color. On my forearms, upper arms, shins and thighs were rows of three plate-like crystal scales that gave view to the white flesh underneath, shining in a wide array of colors in the room lights. I also had a set of three scales on top of my muzzle, each coming up to a point like the iron sights I had seen on some weapons back at school. My claws matched the scales, though they looked more like glass with how smooth they were.
Down on my stomach, just below where my third row of breasts would be, was a line of horizontal scutes that ran all the way down my groin and under my tail. The tail itself was long and thick with a draconic shape, covered in thick fur along the upper half and the scutes on the lower. Then there was my groin, and what a change it was. Even in my younger body, I found a thick sheathe poking out from an upper split in my scutes, along with tennis-ball-sized orbs hanging just behind it. Behind them was my new pussy, hidden inside of another scute that parted when I wanted to reveal it.
I needed to lie back down and take everything in. On one hand, I felt absolutely wonderful in my new state. My entire body seemed to radiate a different warmth than my birth self, almost like that of a living plush toy. On the other, I had no clue how Mistress was going to...
The door was thrown off of it's hinges, it's thud drowned out by massive squeal as I found myself in that very person's arms, being hugged tightly with my head squarely between Vega's brown breasts. &ldquol;Oh my gods oh my gods oh my GODS! YOU'RE SO CUTE LIKE THIS!" Well, that answered that question. "You're NOT allowed to remove your new prism dragon features without my permission! I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT!"
Shi pulled me back and cradled me like a hatchling. "I'm SO going to baby you when I'm not fucking you silly. I've missed having Nemi for that."
"W-what? Did Mistress plan this?" I asked, stuttering like mad as my face went red with blush.
Shi grinned, then pushed my snout against the nipple of one of hir massive D-cup breasts. "Drink, and I'll tell you." I took the nipple between my lips, suckling on it. Hir milk was very sweet, and very very soothing on my body. So much so that my eyes became heavier with every mouthful.
"I knew Alti needed help, but I wanted a real niece now that you're an Ezeri. Alti, Siri, Centi and I are all prism dragons in our natural forms. You saw sis when shi took you to meet our father on Legecia." I felt hir hand run through my head fur as shi started petting me, causing me to feel so relaxed that I wanted to fall right back to sleep. "Since I knew shi'd only call for you if shi had to, I told Centi to go visit his mothers back in Marrowsol for a while. That's all it took. Well, that and a week waiting for you to hatch."
I let go of hir bosom with a yawn, laying my head back in hir arm. "How is mom?"
"Shi's fine. Said you were welcome inside hir anytime you want, heat or not." Shi said, laughing. "The way shi talked, you'd think shi wanted you to just move in there."
I started to nod, but then I realized what shi was insinuating. "Wait... Would that even be possible? Like... me sleeping in hir womb every night?"
I saw a rather odd look on hir face, like a cross between a malicious grin and a proud smirk. "Hon, as often as I've seen hir ideas work, I wouldn't doubt it for a moment. I might ask hir if a couple of MY ideas would be possible."
The fact that hir ideas usually wound up with me in really odd situations caused me to gulp. "I take it I'll have to be listed as busy soon?"
"Indeed. Very much so."
Nocti's journal, end of day. Mistress took me to mom and had me test the whole living in hir womb thing. I'm once again floating in hir warm uterus with what I now know is an umbilical cord in my stomach, and they were talking about something Mistress wanted to try before I lost my ability to hear them. I have to admit, it's really peaceful in here. Makes me envious of the live-birth species. However, I have a feeling this is going to be the start of some really odd adventures.