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That smirk. If there was anything I could remember, it was that smirk. The second I woke up, it was there, and that was only the beginning.

It had been the fourth day since my mate had left. He had a lot to do, visiting the rest of his family and all. And though it would've been great to go, it is also great to actually spend time with family and catch up, something that would be difficult with another dragon constantly pouncing over him. So with that, he left, leaving me alone here to sit in the lair all day.

So three days went by without much more of an event than the daily process of eating. And yet, there was always an odd feeling in the back of my mind. Something to the effect of being watched, but as a large dragon, well, people tend to keep an eye on those. We're kind of eye catching and all. But this feeling was different. Of course I tried sniffing something out, to actively search for it, but day in and day out, I chalked it up to the feeling of being alone more than anything... Nothing more than an overactive imagination. That was my mistake.

That night, I had fallen asleep, that feeling still running over me. But it really didn't seem like it was something that deserved too much attention. After all, I was tired. But when I woke up, and saw that smirk. I knew I messed up pretty bad, especially when I couldn't move. Almost immediately, I snarled as muscles and scales fought against the restraints, each set practically cutting into them. Needless to say, I had never felt so pissed. But I suppose that was when I noticed it all the more. As the bipedal dragon moved away from me, oh damn did I feel it. My head craned forward, but it was definitely able to be done, the chains more across the rest of my body than my head. It was almost as if the bastard wanted me to see what he had done... As if he held a sense of pride in it. My hind legs were held to the sides, and well, I found myself with a serious case of morning wood. But it wasn't just a simple case of morning wood this time... This time it felt like it was breeding season. The scent was incredibly potent, perhaps more spurred on by the trails of seed that were drooling down either side of me, one from each shaft. Both of my knots were incredibly engorged, swollen to a size that I couldn't even fathom. But that was nothing when compared with the rest of my shafts. They were both incredibly erect, thickened to a size that would ensure breeding would be terribly difficult anytime in the near future with a length that really concerned me. But curiously enough, it seemed with each pulse of my heartbeat, it got thicker, longer. As if I couldn't believe it already, I watched the way one of the strands of clear pre drooled onto the muscled tone of my belly. And the way it angled soon after, there was no doubt... it was getting longer, a thought that made me buck my hips so slightly. A motion that definitely didn't go unnoticed by my captor, his hand suddenly stroking over my belly, the motion slowly lowering, patting along the knots, then giving one of them a squeeze, then riding up along the length, causing that clear trail to thicken, and causing a snarl to ring out from the back of my throat.

"Don't worry... I'll help you with that."

He climbed back up onto my body, and it sent fear down it my very core. I was this thing's toy and nothing more. He was smaller now, it seemed, but that thought barely hit my mind as he gripped one of my shafts, finding it came up to about his waist. The dragon then opened wide and shoved his tongue right into the slit the best he could, like he was kissing the damned thing! He moaned as he did it, clearly getting himself more aroused. What started as a simple kiss became something so much more. His tongue slipped in deeper, his own length bobbing shamelessly in the air as he started to grind his own body against whatever it could find. He moaned louder now, and with it, I felt my heart beating harder, my length quickly surging now. But that didn't even hinder him, his paws soon working over the heated flesh. Soon he was able to lie on his back and grind right up against my shaft, his mouth working over the tip, his own length barely noticeable. All just slightly out of my reach.

I wanted to kill him. A dragon just doesn't get used, especially like this. And yet, the results? Fuck. The only thing on my mind was how soon I could spill my seed. Pre was pouring out now, right into the other dragon's awaiting maw. The fucker would even occasionally open one of his hands and let the warm pre fall onto them from my other shaft as it throbbed angrily in the air, desperate for attention. Then he'd rub it onto his body and use that to help rut up against me. I tried to stop it. I did everything to not make myself lose control and get pushed over the edge. But without a doubt, I could feel the way my knot ached, the way the veins pulsed. And right as I was about to climax, the dragon stopped everything he was doing all at once, my cock now a deep shade of crimson.

"Oh relax yourself. I'm not doing this for you, dragon. This is for me. I'm tired of being this half breed. I'm going to show all of you exactly what a half breed can be. And you're going to be the reason I'm there."

He stood up again, and this time, there was definitely a difference. His body was very much toned now, muscles bulging and flexing with his fluid movements. The whole picture of his body was almost unrealistic as muscles packed onto his form. And below the belt was simply no exception. It was true. Already he was no longer looking like a half breed. He shaft came below his knees easily, even after being forced away because of the huge scrotum that looked as if it were ballooning out. And if it weren't obvious, he was clearly getting riled up, too, leaking over my scales as he let a paw roughly grip my other shaft, rubbing it against his tail. I roared out... I couldn't help myself. His passage was hot, and now I was all too eager. Not to help him. Most definitely not to help him. But to finally get that release I personally needed.

"Fuck. Still pretty damn thick. No matter. Sooner I do this, the easier it'll be."

He pressed himself down, and I could visibly see the pain. In fact, I delighted in it, clenching my body just to make it that much harder for him as my shaft flared outward just that bit more. But he was determined. His body was shaking, and his scales were already getting a nice sheen from the struggling he was putting out. As he lowered himself inch by agonizing inch, the pleasure coursing through my own body was simply too much. His ass was tight... As a half breed, even a growing one at that, he had no business trying to do what he was doing. But he kept pressing on, the pressure around my dick getting more, his shaking took a more vocal form, slowly muttering something at first, but then yelling out obscenities. For what it was worth, it seemed as if the pathetic beast was breaking his own body on my cock. And that was such a turn on in itself. So much so, in fact, I felt a new pressure coming on, this one different though. I felt the pre building up, but it couldn't escape. Seemed the poor dragon was too tight even to get the thing he needed the most. But in the end, there was nothing that could be done to hold it back. He gave out a terrible roar as pre gushed into his body. His body shuddered and fell as his belly seemed to just bulge outward. His paws ran quickly there, rubbing over it and yet, he roared out again, much louder this time as his weight fell onto my body. I watched as his muscles rippled, clearly visible beneath his scales. I could see his veins, and I could even see the way his scales seemed on the verge of breaking. His paws ran from his belly to other places, rubbing over the taut scales. But something far more curious was happening, something that encouraged me... It was what turned my thoughts darker. He fucked up this time. And he was going to pay for it.

As he rested there, I started bucking right into him, the first time practically slamming him into me. I saw fear wash over his expressions as he realized he was now within range to have his head taken clean off. He flinched, cock spurting over my body, but that death never came for him. I'm not that nice. Instead, he moaned as he felt another thrust, looking up to see a large predator like grin on my snout. He returned it, bracing himself and slowly sliding himself back, as another rough thrust rammed right into that tight hole. He grunted now, his body more able to take the length, but he couldn't hide how swollen his own shaft was. Not now. Not as it was spraying up against his chin, coating him just a bit more like that bitch in heat he was.

"Come on, dragon. That's right. Give my all you've got. I want to be big. I want to be massive. Grant me that, and I'll keep you around when I'm running everything."

I smirked. Cocky fuck he was, indeed. He let go of some of the restraints, loosening them up so he could help it out. Each hump into his tight body filled him with more of my hot pre, his body getting larger and larger with each spurt. Soon his paw ran to his own shaft, jacking himself off desperately, not even noticing some of the other changes that were happening to him. Especially not noticing how swollen his gut was beginning to look. But the way he jacked himself off in time to each ramming he got, the way his tight ass seemed to clench as he pleasured himself... Well... I didn't notice.

Minutes passed, and soon, I could feel myself getting closer to that edge. And with it, the poor half breed was on the edge himself. His breathing was heavy, his cock spurting all over as he ground his length against my body now as well, a further honor to me, even if he didn't know it. My tail slid up one of his incredible muscled legs, then just as simply as his slithered up, it gripped him tight and slid him back, ramming him down over my knot. And that...that was enough. My claws dug into the cavern ground, not having felt something that tight... That hot around my knot. And seeing my shaft as it blew its load right inside him? Damn, it helped me over the edge than any one of his words. I came hard, pumping him full of my white seed. After only a few shots, I could see the way his gut began to swell, larger and larger when suddenly, I felt something hot shooting against my snout. The poor fucker was cumming just as hard. And with it, he gripped my knot hard. At first, it was almost too hard to continue blowing my load, but with the way his body seemed to massage the knot, it was more as if his shuddering body was trying to milk me for all I was worth.

His orgasm didn't seem to stop, his balls seeming to swell just as fast as they emptied. He covered me in his musky essence, his warmth splattering over my body, the cavern floor, and as his orgasm seemed to only intensify, soon started splattering outside and soon down the side of the cliff. His smile was locked in bliss, and I could tell, feeling himself getting filled up so nicely was only serving to increase his pleasure as his balls spilled out over either side of my body. Shame though... Certainly, his balls were bigger, his cock forced to be bigger as well. But if only he read his books correctly, he would've got the spell right.

He was getting bigger, too. Slowly but surely that was happening. But as my own climax drew on beyond three minutes, I knew. Even as he rode me, roaring out for me to fuck him harder, his ass tensing to hold that knot lodged in there nice and deep, he didn't notice the way his belly and balls must have felt so warm. The trick he used to get me to produce so much certainly made me hyper fertile. That is true. But technically, that meant he was now also carrying an incredible amount of eggs...eggs that were growing within him. Outgrowing him, if truth were to be told... And that wasn't all... If he wasn't so locked in climax, and the den wasn't so musky with his own seed, he would've noticed the other large dragon behind him, the tail slowly snaking around and gripping him right around that belly.

The look of surprise, the fear on his snout was immediate, and still, he couldn't stop his balls from trying to empty themselves. He came hard, even as he struggled against the tail. But it was all for naught. He looked down, seeing his swollen belly, and suddenly, he tried pulling himself off of my knot, realization sinking cold into his belly.

"Fuck! Let me off. It's too much... I'm... I'm gonna burst! Please!"

"Please? I thought you were the half breed that was gonna put us all in our place? Begging doesn't seem to fit that description."

The voice in itself was a comfort. Hearing the deep baritone of my mate put me at ease as the climax slowly came to an end. But hearing the cold steely tone underneath everything, feeling that half breed trying to take himself off was a twisted pleasure all its own. He scrabbled wherever he could, trying his best to try to free himself. But if he was even paying attention, he would've noticed that I had come to an end to my climax, though he hadn't. In fact, it was funny to watch him try to grip at my smooth scales and failing because of the cum that was splattering everywhere from his shaft. As that tail gripped tighter, managing to not slip on the slick cum this time, it managed to pull the half breed off of the knot. He hung there, suspended, though his cock still pulsed and grew more, the pool of his cum growing more. White strands of it began to coat my mate's tail, plastering down his tail fur. But finally, he pulled the being to his snout, looking at the half breed face to face. I could see the way his body showed fear, and yet, I could also see his belly bulging out just a bit more...stretching those scales nice and taut.

"Wh... What have you done, demon?"

The feigned look of surprise on my mate's snout was priceless, and yet, it was funny to see him look surprised as he didn't even flinch when another volley of cum blasted over him, that half breed suddenly using his tail to try and angle his cock downwards slightly, instead coating my mate's toned chest.

"Not me. You. You've done it all, down to the end. Don't use magic you don't understand. Has a nasty way of coming back and hurting you. Course... Don't know why I'm wasting your time. After all, you don't have much of it left. Seems that spell you put on my mate did just what you wanted. Just did it...a little too well. Feeling nice and heavy yet? It's just the beginning. If there's one thing regrettable about this situation...it's the brood you'll be wasting. Then again...your body will be useless soon. Maybe it won't be a waste..."

I couldn't see the half breed's face, but I could imagine it. Fear would've probably been the main expression. I could almost hear him voice his concern over the whole thing, but my mate was already done. The dragon slipped onto his back, flashing a smile, but making sure I could see the whole thing as he did it. His shafts were already rather stiff, each one still throbbing, trying to climb to that full length. But he helped that along, rubbing the dragon against his shafts, coating each one with his pre as he spread his hind legs just a bit further apart. His balls seemed to swell larger with the mere anticipation of what was to come, spilling out just slightly over his tail and towards the ground. And through it all, the half breed was only able to do little more than moan or groan as he made more of a mess over my mate's body.

But after the initial preparations, it was done faster than I could've expected. The half breed's head was the first to slip into my mate's shaft, bulging out his tip nice and wide. I heard him snarl, then blast a round of his own pre over the half breed's body. And with that, I saw the bloated beast really struggle. He fought my mate the best he could, and it was an honorable attempt. He gripped onto whatever he could as that tail tried to force him in deeper, my mate moaning out as the half breed slipped in deeper. But the poor beast was already so big it was rough to force him in with him struggling as well as he was. My mate clenched and flexed his shaft, drawing the beast in deeper. But in the end, my mate took a slickened claw, and pushed it right into that well opened tail hole. I heard the half breed roar out in surprise, his cock still clearly spurting his essence everywhere. But his struggles ended for a moment out of the shock, and with that, his body was consumed by my mate's body, the half breed's own climax sending him in deeper.

It was real clear where he was as he slipped deeper into my mate's cock, a large bulge slipping to the back, my mate's tail working over himself, trying to ease the pressure back with his tail. I could hear him moaning desperately, his face screwed shut in a mix between pain and pleasure as he did what he had to. But even as he sent that damned dragon back further, the thing was ballooning further outward as my clutch took hold of his body. I could even see him still struggling, but soon that struggling changed, his outline showing him gripping him belly. And seeing the way that whole cock started shuddering, I knew it was close. Clearly, so did my mate as he gripped harder, sliding that dragon right into his balls, the beast landing in there right in time. Even hiding inside my mate's massive sac, I heard that roar, a slight twinge of pity coming to mind, if only for a moment. But it was my mate's roar that came to mind almost immediately after.

His heated whining was loud, his body sliding across the cavern floor as hind legs caused my mate to hump the air. Already, I could see a terrible change coming over him, and it scared me, the thought suddenly coming to mind as to whether even a dragon could handle the spell. His scrotum was slipping down lower, soon covering over the ground as he snarled and snapped, thrusting desperately against his tail. But the most he could force out of himself was long thick ropes of precum that quickly overpowered the scent of that half breed.

I suppose that was the part that hit me the most at the onset. His musk was so strong suddenly. To this day, I don't know what happened, but it had such an effect on me. I gave a light whining sound and suddenly, he turned to me, as if noticing for the first time he wasn't alone. For a brief instant, I saw fear in his eyes, and that was scary in itself. But as soon as it had come, it was gone, replaced by the most feral look I had ever seen on my mate. He rolled over, his testicles resting against the ground, his cocks so weighted as to drag along the ground as well. He snarled out something, but nothing that was a word. Slowly he stepped closer, and with each step, the sound of chains scraping became louder. Something inside told me to get away. I tried...but it was too late.

He was on top of me before I knew what to do. I called out his name. Screamed it, and for a brief instant, I thought I saw his eyes change... But I knew it was my imagination. His cocks slowly slid along the length of my tail, and as I tried to grab them, his balls began to rest on it, too. They were incredibly swollen now, his scales distending almost just to try and hold it all in. But what were worse were the outlines I could see... Those were definitely eggs... And at the end of the day, it was my entire fault. My mate... Breaking... Because of my carelessness. I tried to apologize, but that was the moment it hit. He slammed forward with his hips, a feral look of bliss over his snout as I roared out. My claws dug into his side, but it didn't impede him at all as another slam into my body hit. But the third one was the worst. He knew he was in. He knew I could take it. With the third drive, he nearly hilted, leaving only a few feet of cock left outside. It felt like my insides were being torn in half. I had never felt him so thick, nor had he ever reached that deep. And with the force he was using, I couldn't even yell out with my pain, all the air crushed out of my lungs as he pressed his body right into mine. It was as if his muscles were getting thicker, especially the ones he was using to breed me with. But on the next thrust, he hilted himself, looking suddenly content. It didn't even dawn on me that he was easing his own pain some, some of the larger eggs already slipping into my body. I felt their warmth, their shape traveling into me. But even as eggs slipped into me, his thrusts suddenly became far more vicious, each time he pulled out bringing my body with him, lifting my tail and all into the air. With each thrust forward, he slammed me until those chains suddenly took hold again. But now, the beast was moaning. I could hear it. And with each thrust, it seemed he was getting louder...more vocal.

I looked at him carefully, electricity occasionally jumping over his form. But as I did, he closed his eyes, and suddenly, rammed deep into me, causing my eyes to screw shut. I tensed up as more of those eggs slipped into my body, and with that, feeling each one of those things rolling past my prostate, and with the spell still having a terrible effect on my body, I couldn't help but to start blowing again. But just as fast as it started, I felt tightness against my shafts, finding his tail wrapped around them tightly. I found myself begging out. My balls were heavy, too. I needed this release. But he simply ignored me, his pace picking up again. His thrusts were erratic, but each one came with a terrible amount of force. But this time, his moans turned darker, grunting with the thrusts. It felt like his shafts were swelling larger by the second, but that's when I noticed it. Looking down there, his shafts seemed so over engorged. The beast wasn't relieving himself. He was building up.

Darkness had taken over our cavern quickly... I hadn't even noticed the clouds rolling in. But inside, something far worse was happening. Electricity lit up my mate, blue streams running over his body faster. When he opened his eyes, only the blue of his element shone through. His form was getting stronger, thicker above me, each muscle seeming to pack on more weight. Definition made itself clear as his muscles seemed to bulge outward, the veins within visible beneath his scales. And beneath him, his shafts and sac were so large; he had to reposition himself, spreading his legs incredibly wide just to be able to breed. His breath was ragged now, his tone done to a throaty bass when he could growl. The beast's pace picked up, pre blasting back against him as he pounded his mate. He pressed his body in as close as it would go, paws wrapping around beneath me as he held tightly. And that's when I felt it. The bastard hadn't even knotted me yet.

His knots were beyond swollen, but it was very visible, the pre showing the traces of electricity better. It was engorged with blood, so swollen... But he needed it in to finish everything. And so he started grinding them right up against my hole, and that's when pain struck deep within me. I begged loud for him to stop. But with that, his maw opened wide and bit me tight around the neck. His thrusts quickened, and I felt the beast's knot seeming to get thicker as he tried to force it in. But suddenly as I tried to roar out, legs spread as wide as I could, I felt it... He rammed those things in. And then, his grip on me got tighter. His pace tried to speed up, but his knot was so swollen, it barely moved. But I felt his hips slamming into me, and then, suddenly, I heard him snarl... And I felt it.

It was as if volts of electricity coursed through my body. And as he came, I felt that, and those eggs slipping over my prostate. And that was enough. Tail or not, I blasted more of my seed over him, too, snarling the best I could as my own musk thickened in the air. He continued thrusting into me, jackhammering as it went on, riding through the entire climax, both of us soon gasping and moaning into each other. He kissed me, then. His tongue slid deep into my maw, and I closed my eyes, feeling his shafts pulse, filing me more and more as he emptied himself...a process that lasted well over a minute. When he was done, he collapsed into a pool of my own cum. But because he knotted so well...none of his escaped, my gut swollen beneath his weight.

I rumbled out quietly, my eyes beginning to close with his weight on top of me. The chains were soon taken off by my mate as he curled atop of me protectively, his head pressed against my swollen gut, lightly rubbing his snout against it. I couldn't help to give a contented rumbling, the last throes of my climax shooting a few left over trails of cum. And yet, as everything came to an end, I felt the blackness of sleep settling in with the protection of my mate. All I heard was his last thoughts to me, drifting somewhere between reality and sleep.

"This time, take care of that clutch. I won't have a half breed taking away what is rightfully ours. We almost lost a full clutch today. We need them to be safe."