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Dragon hovered above the park, peering down at the two, tiny dogs. One might assume they were beneath her notice, but the god's eyesight was more than enough to focus on the tan and golden canines below. So odd to see my love in such an awkward, four-legged form, she thought, looking forward to when they would return together to his world in each others' arms.

If he'd only see her way, that is. Tarot, her once-trusted avatar, was explaining to Peanut, "That's the problem. Dragon's bickering" - Bickering! Nonsense - "with me turned into fighting, and that weakens our bond in turn. Haven't you noticed my future sight has been _off_lately?"

That it has, the spirit dragon thought grimly. And Tarot's waning powers had been wreaking havoc in the interstellar game of chess she had been playing against her foe, Pete the gryphon. Dragon had been millenium ahead, but Pete was gaining steadily. The time had come to settle this dispute once and for all.

Peanut gazed at the ground and said, "I thought you were just turning normal," before catching himself, ears perking up. "That is...I'm going to hide behind those bushes to think?"

Tarot glared at the dog she claimed to love. As if some Earthly dog's feelings could compare to a celestial dragon! Dragon was certain that whatever extent Peanut had affection for Tarot was really just an attraction to Dragon's own, reflected power. Now, with the pomeranian's powers at an all time low, surely he will recognize the one, obvious choice. Why, the little hussy probably hadn't even noticed that cat's - what was her name? - distress call! Dragon had considered wasting a few brain cycles looking into it herself, but she wanted to focus on Peanut's answer.

The brown mutt, so thoughtful, innocent, and sweet, was cowering now in front of her with his paws over his eyes. Dumping Tarot is hard for him. He doesn't want to hurt her feelings, Dragon thought, loving Peanut all the more for his selflessness. Gritting his teeth, Peanut let the pomeranian have the bad news with a sigh. "Miss Dragon, I do really like you and all, but I don't_know_ you, so I can't very well 'choose' you over Tarot, you know?" He paused, before adding, "Right?"

Can't choose me...over Tarot?_Dragon blinked, dumbstruck, despite her awesome powers finding those words all but impossible to comprehend. _You know...? Right...?

WRONG!

"IMPUDENCE!" she shouted, coiling up in the air to peer down at Peanut, glowing green as she gathered the unending powers of the cosmos. How dare he!?"You turn down a being of the heavenly order?" Peanut stared up at her, mouth agape, trembling before her might. "You cannot_fathom_ what I'll..."

"...I'll..." she repeated, tears welling up in her eyes.

What am I thinking? I couldn't hurt Peanut if I_tried. Dragon had never lost a fight before, yet this mere _mortal_stood before her. While she could not bring herself to hurt him, he had struck a mortal blow to the god's heart. _It isn't fair! I have unlimited power!

"Waaaaah-haaa-aaah!" she wailed, unconcerned about the childishness of her weeping. She only cared about Peanut.

KRAKKOOM!

As her tears began to pour, the sky opened up in a torrential downpour, clouds coalescing around her. The whole town was almost instantly drenched, Peanut and Tarot included.

Ears drooping from the pelting rain, Tarot mused, "She's taking this much better than I thought."

"Better!?" Peanut yelped. He hopped up and down waving at the spirit dragon, saying, "Miss Dragon! Miss Dragon!" But Dragon was too busy crying to listen.

That little bitch! she thought, glaring down at Tarot. I used her to get close to Peanut, and the Pomeranian slut_stole him out from under me!_ With a flick of her fingers, the spirit dragon prepared a spell to send Tarot away. If she couldn't have Peanut, _no one_could.

Just as she was going to place Tarot two hundred miles away in any direction, her large ears perked up, hearing a new voice. Looking down, Dragon saw that the two cats had returned. They were drenched, the purple one crouching down with ears flat, looking up in horror at the massive, weeping dragon and saying, "What_is going _on here!?"

Peanut was frantic. "Okay so this dragon is a demigod thing and is the source of Tarot's superpowers and she wanted me to be her boyfriends but I said no 'cause that'd be wrong and this all happened and now I don't know what to do!"

Dragon narrowed her eyes. She_knew what to do. She cast her spell, and Tarot disappeared so quickly, the others didn't even notice. Forget her 'avatar'. It would be a big setback in her competition with Pete, but Dragon was under no obligation to send Tarot back to the real world. _Let her stay in Gallifrax. I'll find a new medium. Perhaps Tarot's apprentice?

"WHAT!?" the black cat yelled. What was his name? Mark? Max. Dragon peered down at him; he'd been through a lot judging by the bruises on his face and head. He could have been killed or worse while I was ignoring them; what have I done?

Max continued, ears perked up, eyes narrowed. He shouted, every limb held in stark indignation. "NO. I've seen some carp in this place, but this is utterly ridiculous!_Had everything been _her_doing!? Can't she do _everything!?"

The tears still fell from her eyes, but began to slow as she listened to the small, mortal cat. The rain began to slack. I can't make Peanut love me, she whimpered.

"What does she_have to mourn!? How can a _god_even _claim to know what pain is!? To know what it's like not to lose, but to sink to the bottom!?"

What does he_know?_ Dragon thought, but she kept listening.

Max sat down, letting his ears droop, the rain almost completely ceasing, but still his eyes were wet. He is crying... "How can a god know what it feels like," he paused, "when it's not circumstances or interference or even all the bad luck..." He wrapped his tail around himself. "But because you're not good enough for the one you love. Because you're not good enough for anyone."

He's...he's right. Suddenly she felt like an entitled, snotty bitch. I have so much, and I cry like a little girl when I don't immediately get my way. Closing her eyes, Dragon retreated from Gallifrax, the universe fading to white, and she took Max with her, leaving Peanut and Grape alone in the park.

* * * * *

Max looked around, and there was nothing but bright emptiness.

"Great, I pour my heart out and I get the Outer Limits ending," he sighed. There was no Grape, no Peanut, no Gallifrax. Not even a giant, floating ur-dragon. Why did I have to challenge a god? Perhaps it was for the best to be floating forever in limbo. It was obvious that Grape hated him.

When he looked down, he had hands again. What?_His bruisers were all fixed up, though he still had a big chunk missing out of his right ear. _Oh well, I've kinda gotten used to that look. He glanced up, and there, in the middle of the nothing was a gray door with green trim, and two hastily taped signs upon it:

Princesses and Unicorns ONLY.

Do NOT COME IN Pete!

He walked over to the door, figuring he had nothing better to do. Strangely, he missed the speed and grace of his four-legged body. But he sure liked having hands with which to open that door!

The door swung inwards to reveal what appeared to be a human teenager's room. There was a bed with a big heart pillow, and posters on the wall, but the place was a wreck. One poster was crossed off that said "We have already won," another poster was ripped fully apart. All that remained was some light brown fur - maybe a picture of someone?

Most notable however was the spirit dragon, lying on her bed and crying into a pillow, her scaley cheeks streaked with tears. She was still bigger than he was, a full head to two higher, but that was a big change from the building sized monster he'd seen in the park. Now, she looked like him - two arms and two legs, though she was wearing light brown pants and a sky-blue blouse. Her long, thick tail emerged from her pants to curl across the entire bed and down the foot.

She heard him come in, and lifted her head to glance at the door, her bright, green eyes peering at him. Well, maybe I'm not doomed after all. He slowly walked over to her. She pulled herself up to sit on the edge of the bed, and didn't protest when he took the spot next to her. Ears down, Max knew that arguing was useless. "Sorry for yelling, ma'am."

Dragon squeezed the pillow in her lap. All he could see of her now was from the golden necklace around her neck with the eye of Horus. She didn't meet his eyes, saying, "'Sokay, I'm used to it."

_Used to it? She's a god!_Max continued his apology, "The four-legged world is weird. It kinda got to me. Maybe Grape and Peanut could handle it, but I guess..."

"I know. I'm sorry," she said. "We're never quite prepared to understand the struggle others go through every day. But if it wasn't hard, we would remain complacent."

Max looked up at Dragon. "Look, about what I said, you know, about um...being good enough? It's not really so bad. I mean, Grape is awesome, and I like being with her, but I always feel like she's waiting for something else. _Someone_else. Maybe I'm just -"

"No, you're right," she said simply.

Max cocked his head.

Dragon finally looked at Max, wiping the tears from her face. "Not that you're not good enough. You're right that my problems are stupid, selfish things. I've been such an idiot..."

_Oh jeeze, she's crying again._Max wasn't sure what to do, so he reached over to her shoulder and weakly patted her on the back. "You're not being fair. Look, you might be a god, but that doesn't mean rejection doesn't hurt. When Peanut -"

As soon as he said the name, Dragon winced, and Max wished he could take it back. She started weeping again, putting her hands up to her face and dropping the pillow. "I have such bad luck with men," she sobbed. "Peanut turned me down, Pete ended up being a total asshole, and Kitsune doesn't even notice me outside of Universes and Unrealities."

"Well -"

"Yeah, I know," Dragon interrupted. "Celestial problems." She glanced over at Max, and said, "I know I don't have the right to complain."

"No!" Max said, pushing on her shoulder to make her look directly, face-to-face with him. "Your feelings are real_and they _do matter, and don't you let anyone tell you otherwise!"

With a sobbing gasp, she cocked her head. "You really mean that?"

"Look, maybe Peanut can't see how special you are, but I can," Max said, all thoughts of appeasing her for his own well-being dead and gone, replaced by a strange, urgent need to make the vulnerable spirit dragon feel better. "You're a beautiful woman, and if you sometimes get caught up in your emotions and make mistakes...well, that's me, too. So, y'know, we've got a lot in common."

Dragon gave a weak chuckle, looking down at the smaller feline, her long, wide tail curled around him. "Maybe you're right, again," she said.

"I _know_I'm right," he said confidently. Then, without knowing why he did it, Max leaned up toward Dragon. She didn't pull away. Before calmer heads could prevail, their lips met, and he kissed her.

"Max...?" she asked, pulling away.

_Oh geez, I'm such an idiot!_A pit grew in his stomach. "I'm sorry, Dragon. I didn't mean anything, and besides, maybe Grape doesn't like me, but she's still there, and you're interested in Peanut and I'm so sorry about -"

"Hush," she commanded, before leaning in and kissing_Max_. His eyes went wide for half a second before he pulled closer, both closing their eyes to extend the kiss. Dragon wrapped her arms around him, and Max couldn't tell if it was himself or Dragon who opened their mouth first, or if they opened at the same time, but suddenly their tongues met.

Dragon lay back on the bed, pulling Max with her as they made out, gasping for breath between long, deep kisses. Oh God, what am I doing? Max thought. But he didn't get off of her.

"Oh, Max!" she moaned during one of the brief gasps.

He tried to wrap his arms around her, but she was two feet taller. He ended up placing one paw on each of her shoulders, plunging his tongue into her muzzle to rub wetly against her longer, serpentine organ. She ran her fingers through the soft fur on his back.

I just went on a date with Grape! I can't be doing_this!_ he berated himself, but doing this is just what he did. He lifted his tail, reflexively purring.

Dragon slid her hands up his arms until she cupped each of his. He couldn't resist her as she pulled his furry paws beneath her blouse to run across her smooth, yellow, belly scales.Things are really getting out of hand!

His concerns were more than confirmed when she put her hands to her neck, undoing the golden necklace and tossing it haphazardly onto the bedroom floor. Still he kissed her, unable or unwilling to part with her warm, wet tongue. Max's heart was racing, tingling all over as he petted her abs.

Then, her hands reached his blue collar, quickly and deftly removing it and throwing it next to her necklace. I'm naked! he cried, blushing so red he could swear that it was visible through the gray fur on his cheeks. Still, he returned the favor, sliding his hands up with her blouse until the cloth bunched up beneath her arms. Dragon lifted herself up, holding her arms above her head while Max slid the blouse up and over, revealing her half-naked, glistening body. "Beautiful," he marvelled, before lowering his head and hands to her flat chest.

He began to rub and lick her, while Dragon lay back, tossing her head up to moan, "Oh, Max!" again.

He'd gone this far with Grape before, though not any further, but Dragon had no teats to lick. Just rows and rows of overlapping scales. It didn't matter, however. Every place he touched seemed to send the reptile into shuddering moans. Or was she a reptile? She radiated warmth and power.

"Don't stop!" she wailed, arching her back.

Max slowly began to work his way down her stomach caressing and kissing every scale, until he reached the waistband to her pants. He paused, unsure how or whether to proceed, until Dragon's hands slick down to the button, undoing it. Well, that's a pretty clear message! Every hair standing on end, Max began to peel away her pants, revealing more and more of her bright, yellow scales. She shivered as he finally revealed the entirety of her hips, his eyes transfixed on the puffy, yellow mound of scales that protruded from between her legs.

"Slide them off," she commanded, straightening her legs and tail. Max's throat was dry as he gulped, then complied, tugging her pants slowly off of her until she was able to kick them off and flick her tail off to the side, letting them land in a heap on the floor. Max sat between her spread legs, looking up at the completely naked god. Woman, he corrected himself.

Their eyes met, both hesitating. _She's wondering the same thing I am - should we be doing this?_Both knew that now was the last chance they had to stop what they'd begun. Max gulped again and said, "Are you sure about this?"

She nodded, arching her back to push her hips up toward him, claws digging into the bedsheets as she watched and waited. From the way she lay on her back, he could follow the yellow belly scales all the way up her thick tail, past her glistening entrance, up her chest to her lower jaw. Follow the yellow brick road... he mused.

He couldn't hold back any longer, crawling between her spread legs to caress her thick mound with both hands, spreading her apart before burrowing his muzzle inside of her. She gasped and then moaned, humping her hips upward. She was wet and red on the inside, her delicious, salty fluids absolutely coating his tongue. Grape had never let him eat her out, and now he finally knew what he was missing. The scent was so strong, and only egged him on further. He pushed his muzzle deeper into her wide cavern, something he never could have done with Grape.

"Oh gods, Max, deeper!" she wailed, spreading her legs apart until they ached.

Buried up to his eyeballs inside of Dragon, Max's probing tongue finally found that pink nub he'd been searching for. He slathered it with his scratchy tongue, making her moan and clench around him. If she was trying to form words with her wails, she was failing badly. The spirit dragon was completely at his mercy now, and Max was loving it.

She coiled her fat tail around him like a snake, but only to pull him closer to her. Max wrapped his lips around her clitoris, rubbing and grinding against it. Meanwhile, his hands caressed her thick pussy lips, trembling around his head. She pumped her hips, getting wetter and wetter as he played her like a musical instrument.

"Unnf! Oophf! Rrrwawr!" she grunted, squeezing him gently between her coils.

She's on the edge. She_gushed_ around him, and he lapped eagerly at the salty juices. Her whole body shuddered uncontrollably, always emanating from the swollen source of her pleasure. Now, he thought, to push her over.

But just as he was going to send Dragon into a universe-bending orgasm, she pulled him out of her with a wet splop! He tried to stay in, but he was no match for her tail. He dangled in the air, blue in the face, gasping for air, looking down at the still-trembling spirit dragon.

She looked up at him with wide eyes, and said, "Not like this. Make love to me."

Max licked his lips, his face still soaked in her musky juices. Glancing down, he was unsurprised to see his small cock poking out of its sheath, but how could he please a woman of her size? _Well, if that's what she wants,_he figured.

She released him onto the bed, spreading her legs and spilling her tail over the side of the bed. "I love you, Max. Will you make me a lady?"

Max blinked. "It's your first time? It's mine too..."

But Dragon shook her head. "Second, but he didn't treat me like a lady."

"Then he's a fool," Max said simply, moving forward to crouch between her legs. The dragon's entire body trembled in anticipation, scaled mound dripping wet. For me, he marvelled. He slid his knees up against her thighs, hands on her waist. He paused there, with his two-inch dick brushing up against the opening he'd recently buried his face inside. Ears flat, he looked up at Dragon apologetically.

She gazed down at his small cock, gasping, "Just do it; I don't mind."

"It's...it's just..." he started to say, not sure where he was going with it. She wants it, why should I be embarrassed?

Her gasp this time was from exasperation. The spirit dragon said, "Here," reaching forward to touch him with her hand. He looked down with crossed eyes as his cock began to grow beneath her touch.

"Woah!" he cried, the tapered red organ quadrupling in volume while the rest of him remained the same. Except his newly swollen balls, which dangled awkwardly between his legs. Soon his erection was almost as thick as his fist! There are some definite advantages to being in a dream world.

"Now do it," she whined, her hips writhing.

"As you wish, my lady," he said, grinning. He grabbed his cock to lower the massive bulge to her waiting lips. She moaned from just the anticipation, but let out a husky roar when he slammed his hips forward, spearing her wide, draconic hips in one fluid motion. Her vent streeeetched open for him, engulfing his cock and pulling him deeper. Max groaned as he pushed forward into her warm, caressing pussy until his hips were flush with hers. He only stopped when he thudded_deep inside of her, exactly the right size. _What a way for a guy to lose his virginity!

"Oh, yes, Max!" she roared, her tail twitching beneath him. She reached down to grab each of his arms to stabilize her eager gyrations.

The black cat couldn't help but start humping her, revelling in the vise-like, wet grip around his enhanced cock. "Oh, god, Dragon!" he whimpered, oblivious to the irony. He held her wide hips tightly, hammering into her proffered rump. She rocked her hips up to meet his each and every thrust, moaning weakly.

"What did I ever see in Peanut!?" she whined. "It's you I love! Take me!"

Love? It was the second time she'd said that. Do I feel the same about her? What about Grape? Max's nose twitched. He barely _knew_her. She seemed to be expecting something from him. Gulping, Max said what he could, "You've got it, beautiful!"

"Oh, Maxie!" she cried, apparently satisfied. She clenched down around him, curling her tail up to push forcefully against his back, driving him even deeper. She leaned down, her neck stretched until she reached his mouth. Tilting her head, she kissed him again, which Max returned eagerly, chest heaving.

He could barely reach her shoulders, so instead he ran his paws along her ribs and smooth, yellow abdomen. "Right there!" she gasped as his fingers caressed her belly, and so he massaged her there while she shuddered beneath him. She kissed him again. His pumping cock took effort to jam inside of her and effort to drag back, her squeezing, clenching pussy reluctant to let him go. Max yowled, barely able to contain his massive, throbbing balls. He could feel his cock becoming rigid, the barbs beginning to flare.

Dragon's eyes popped open when he pulled back this time, breaking the kiss to let out a ragged roar. His barbs dug in to her sensitive flesh, rubbing roughly against her most sensitive nub. She wailed, but she pushed him back in with her tail nonetheless. He pushed in and out again, making her whine in short gasps. "Unnh! Unnh!" were the only words she could form.

Max massaged her stomach, gritting his teeth in his effort to hold himself back. I'd better warn her. "I'm...going to...cum!" he gasped.

"Oh, do it, my love! Breed me!"

Breed...? he thought, a split second before he could hold on no longer. With a yowl, his enormous balls pulsed, shooting an endless stream directly into her hot, unprotected pussy. I can't actually...we're not...right?

He tried to pull his paws away from her belly as if they were suddenly on fire, but Dragon grabbed him by the wrists and held him to her svelte stomach. Her tail pinned him between her legs as he came. Her whole body began to spasm and shudder harder than ever, humping up against him as she _squeezed_tightly, milking him of every drop she could. Max tried to pull away, but she was too strong.

"Fill me up, Maxie! I'm yours. Take every last one of my eggs!" she howled. _Just a kink, right? I mean, she's a god, and a dragon - I can't..._Max whined, unable to stop the thick flow of bubbling cum into her wide, clenching rump. He knew now why Dragon had his hands on her belly; he could _feel_the thick pulses of his seed splashing up against her taut womb, stretching it wider. If he _were_somehow compatible, he didn't have much hope of missing.

Dragon arched her head back, her tongue dangling sideways out of her mouth, lost in the ecstasy of orgasm. "Oh Max, I love you!" she repeated again. What have I gotten myself into?

He groaned, still pumping weakly, his own body shuddering as he gasped for breath. Kittens or not, this felt great. Every shake and squeeze of her pussy sent a jolt down his twitching cock, forcing him only half-willingly to squeeze another wet load into her now-round abdomen. His enhanced balls must have pumped_gallons_ into her, and he was still cumming.

"Don't stop," she screeched, though with her tail holding him deep, he was in no danger of stopping.

"Oh, Dragon," he grunted, a thousand questions rolling through his head.

It seemed like minutes before he finally squirted_the last _splurt into the sleek but swollen Dragon. She finally let go of his hands, her stomach now round like she'd swallowed a basketball. Or is she already pregnant? Max wondered. Grunting, he pulled himself free, barbs raking her once last time and making her yelp.

She wrapped her tail around him, pulling him forward into her arms, then beside her on the bed. She leaked steadily onto the sheets beneath her, but she didn't seem to mind.

Looking down at her full, round belly, Max finally managed to ask, "Dragon? Did we just -"

She interrupted him with a kiss, and then a, "Hush."

Maybe it doesn't matter, he thought idly, eyes slowly closing. Being in her arms felt so good, he began to drift off with her. So what if she's pregnant or not? So what if I don't really love her?

Max fell asleep, with more than an inkling that he'd just made a _huge_mistake.

...

Hours later, he opened his eyes to see Dragon smiling down at him. Softly, so softly, she spoke.

"Wake up."