The Last Line: Preparing the Breeders
Disclaimer: Ahh yes, this lovely piece of work. Same old same old folks. This is an adult story intended to be read exclusively by adult audiences. Adult is supposed to mean NC-17. Legally you must to be at least 18 or 21 years old to read this work of smut, sex and erotic fantasy. Now I know that the truth is at least several dozen people who read this aren't of that age, but A: I'm not your mother and B: I don't give a fuck. You've read the disclaimer on the opening page and you've read the disclaimer here. Legally you need to GTFO. Under the table: Glad you guys take personal accountability seriously. Fight the good fight my young rebels.
This story was a joint effort between myself and Dracasis. Read hir stuff, it's good and if you don't I will find you and give you Michael Jackson's face! (RIP Michael)
Enjoy.
In one corner of the dank and unlit room a powerful black dragoness roused from forced slumber. There was a noticeable taste of blood in hir mouth as the she-drake began waking from hir long coldsleep. Hir limbs felt very weak and hir vision was too blurry to make out anything but ghosts of shapes but shi could already feel her body begin recovering from such a heavily induced sleep. Laying there on hir side, taking deep slow breaths, shi tried to recall how shi'd come to be in this predicament, hir mind just as foggy as hir vision.
There was a second life form in that room as well. She was still practically unconscious, shivering and choking in the environment. Her own mind wasn't just fog shrouded; it was practically swimming in syrup. The beautiful cerulean blue anthro dragoness crawled slowly, literally grabbing the floor she was on, and sloppily dragged herself to the only creature she could perceive in the room.
If nothing else in the feral's body worked, at least hir sense of smell was still as strong and acute as ever. There were many smells within this strange warm place: strange metals, something that smelled like a sort of drool or saliva and even hints of something organic and meaty. Most of the scents were alien, foreign to hir senses but there was one that was vaguely familiar, something reptilian of sorts with a hint of draconic heritage. The great black beast opened hir maw to speak but all that came out was a raspy cough as air crystallized in hir throat making hir shiver all over. Shi didn't try to speak again for some time, squeezing hir eyes closed as the fit subsided. Swallowing a few times to wet hir dry throat, shi blinked her eyes open; a little better.
The anthro dragon continued clawing at the floor to drag herself to the motionless shadow in front of her. The ground here was strange... neither sand nor metal nor stone... it was like flesh... gooey and sticky, more like a tongue or warm meat. She grabbed it like one might grab a slab oil drenched rope and pulled her body ever closer to the person just beyond arm's reach.
The black feral-bodied dragoness seemed to be in an upward climb, all hir senses were beginning to return with increasing quickness. Though fine motor skills and acute visual details were still beyond hir abilities, the obvious bright figure crawling toward hir was like a glaring blur against the nearly black backdrop. It was certainly draconic, shi sniffed, with a notably feminine scent and from the looks of her the humanoid dragoness was in more or less the same predicament shi was in. The black-scaled reptile was a hearty creature in both size and stature so it was little wonder shi was recovering faster than the little bipedal dragoness. With the little femme dragon the only touch of familiarity in this alien atmosphere, the feral extended a note of trust and called out to her.
"Are you alright little one? I am... Dracasis." The words that slid from hir throat sounded odd and scratchy but recognizable.
The light blue dragoness ceased her movement when she heard the black mass speak to her. The anthro beast was barely more than an animal herself, having lived in oceans and seas. She knew language was the sign of land dwellers... and she liked the ones she had seen and met so far, plus this was the only creature in range and shi sounded quite sincere... so she continued crawling until she was right next to the black... dragon??
Shi thought it strange that there was no response. Perhaps she simply had not recovered enough to speak, perhaps she could not speak at all? She was a pretty little thing, from what Dracasis could make out with hir blurry half-vision. As the smaller dragoness got close enough, the anthro cautiously sniffed at hir paw in an animalistic way... interesting. Extending hir arm, Dracasis pet her companion reassuringly for a moment before glancing about. It was then that shi realized where that organic scent came from, it was all over! It was like being inside the stomach of some monstrous... thing! The entire place was lined with pulsing muscles, twitching veins, rippling muscular organs and other ridged carapace-like material.
A slimy filament covered everything: the walls, the ceiling and even the floor they laid on had the stuff- and it clung to their scales like a spider's web. Hir poor companion was drenched in the gunk from her trek cross the ground which was covered in that slightly ribbed carapace material. Testing hir limbs, the black decided shi was strong enough to try again and moved to stand on all fours with much more success then shi'd had the first time. The first thing shi did was stretch out all hir limbs for they all felt stiff and unused as if shi'd not moved in months. Very very odd...
The blue anthro wretched a time or two just before she reached the large black four legged dragon. She didn't wretch because she was puking, but rather because she was choking in a strange way. For this creature breathing here was hard and the feeling of asphyxiation was starting to confuse her... However, the touch of the black dragon's pet helped calm calmed her nerves and almost instantly seduced her. The slime coated anthro she-drake crawled right up to the larger feral female and hugged herself to the black dragoness, still shivering and heaving in small bursts.
Taking in the sights of the spacious living pulsing room, Dracasis glanced down as the smaller soft blue dragoness clung desperately to hir. Giving a reassuring smile and a slight stroke, shi resumed hir observations. There didn't appear to be any doors or windows, no way in or out which further confused hir... how did SHI get in if there wasn't even a door big enough for a dog to fit through.
The black feral dragoness had always wondered what the old human proverb "curiosity killed the cat" meant and today shi would find out. No sooner had shi begun to explore hir surroundings when a vivid juicy squelching sound echoed wetly in the room. Immediately on alert, shi glanced back and fourth, body tense and in a defensive position- ready for anything! Well anything but the floor splitting in half beneath hir and swallowing hir up whole that is...
The anthro screamed in shock when the ground gave way under the two strangers and swallowed them up like a giant mouth sucking them in as if nothing more then little worms to the maw of a massive fish. They were squeezed together and given a good thick coating of that goo, but the black dragoness noticed the scent of this slime is different... the tang so alien and yet so familiar.
Caught by this gaping orifice, Dracasis's legs sank right in but unlike a simple hole, the walls here trapped each of hir limbs through powerful contractions of muscle. Shi and hir little companion were swallowed up into total darkness within moments. The only thing shi could think of is that this must be what it feels like to be prey, swallowed whole like a rabit. They were assaulted by tight muscles, made to be all slimy and wet while their bodies squished almost painfully between two layers of organic wall. Even the strange alien muscles moved and constricted, pushing them along to whatever fate awaited them.
Shi could also feel the little soft blue dragoness somewhere against hir, screaming and struggling for dear life but if they had Dracasis under their power, shi knew there was nothing the little companion could do. Loud wet juicy sounds echoed from all around but strangely there was air for breath, or what passed for air. The strong scent was strangely arousing and the humid air had an almost acidic feel that made it seem as if the mass of bloated alien muscle was cleaning them...
And so it was... The air and slime here was like a slightly acidic mutagen. It was melting and dissolving any remaining sand or sweat or bodily fluids upon their bodies. It also began to alter them as the slime substance seeped through skin and scale. The anthro dragoness was frightened beyond thought, but the larger black one could feel and observe this slime as it absolutely drenched them and even crudely stuffed itself into choice orifices. After an agonizing amount of time being squished, slimed and molested by this alien throat they were spit forcefully into another, smaller, organic chamber.
Dracasis could swear their biological prison was intelligently manipulating their bodies. Every now and again a nub or tendril would form just in time to push into hir body. Twice the creature invaded hir female gender, once into hir male slit, three times to clean hir tail vent and even a time into hir muzzle. The stuff stung for a moment the first time but was subsequently easier to take each time forward. It had a very distinct flavor, not at all objectionable- if the circumstances had been different.
Thankfully for the smaller dragoness, her lighter mass allowed her to be ejected from the orifice further than the black; shi might have crushed the anthro otherwise. Spit out with a slimy film clinging to hir hide, the black dragoness hit the floor under hir with a wet splot, juice oozing out of every opening in hir body as the rest evaporated into hir skin like rubbing alcohol.
The room now pulsated menacingly, like some great red beast being roused from its slumber. Sickening sounds like flesh ripping and the sound of fluid being chambered through organs echoed through the pit of muscle. Spots along the walls began to glow ever so slightly, the light was a thick luminescent gore-red color that tinted the entire room. The smaller dragoness was very quick to scramble to the larger one and cling to her, fear gripping her heart even as lust began to burn in her blood.
Still regaining hir bearings, Dracasis moved to stand once more when something snapped out of the wall behind hir and curled around hir neck. The appendage was incredibly strong, instantly cutting off the flow of air as shi was yanked up and off hir forepaws and forced to stand on hir hind legs awkwardly. Shi scrabbled and clawed at the air uselessly making a loud Gork! sound as shi stumbled backward a few paces. The poor little beast beneath hir had even less of a chance as two tendrils of equal power and stature slid forward and took hook an ankle and wrist, dragging the blue anthro back with twice the ease.
The small dragoness screamed once again, crying out and reaching for her feral friend. The two tentacles on her began winding up her body while two more tentacles slipped forth like wicked slimy serpents swimming through the air. One gripped her tail while another ensnared her waist and together all four pulled her to a "wall" of the organic mass of muscle. The crevice she was pulled to wiggled and pulsed when her tail tip touched it, the wall opening up just enough for the tail tip to enter and without a moment's hesitation the wall promptly and harshly sucked her tail right into it, forcefully pulling the anthro femme back into it, manipulating her body until she was in a sitting position against the organic mesh.
The black feral dragoness was treated no differently save for the sheer amount of force necessary to bind hir. Twice over hir limbs were wrapped, hir waist was collared and hir throat squeezed to deny hir the full ferocity of true dragons. Wasting no time, the biological room settled hir down right next to the first dragoness, tail sucked right into the wall with an audible shlurp, the tightly puckered muscles holding on in a way that felt like an adhesive biological bond.
Being absorbed once more, Dracasis feared they were in for another ride down the gullet of this beast but, instead, founds hirself pulled and squished into the sticky wet mass of slime and muscle only to be held in place. A mass of powerful appendages gripped and manipulated hir body as shi was nestled into an organic 'station', hir legs held widely to either side with hir tail drawn into the wall and out of the way, now held firmly to prevent any movement.
Though shi struggled valiantly for a few moments, it wasn't until motion at the corner of hir eye caught hir attention that shi paused to take in the new threat. From the ceiling another mass of muscle and sinew bulged and press forward until a thin protective film separated, revealing a bulbous alien egg the size of Dracasis hirself. It was attached to a long veiny neck that was impossibly thin, making the massive egg look like a paddle ball connected to the paddle that was the new "sky" of their xeno world. The thing drops from the ceiling until it is eye level with Dracasis. Hovering there silently for a moment, its petals pealed back and opened up, strings of slimy mucus stretching between the two halves of the orb's "mouth". Shying away, the great dragon pressed hir head back against the wall as the thin film was broken by a thick bulging protrusion that slipped out from the depths of this wicked looking creature.
From the bulbous, drooling orb slithered forth a thin tentacle capped with an eye-like organ. Slitted, multifaceted and extremely bloodshot, the unblinking stalk looked over the two creatures like some eerie disembodied eyeball. First it slithered soundlessly up to the larger dragoness, observing her facial expressions, gauging her shape and size and then floating right down to her exposed slit where the sensory appendage lingered. Once it had sent the images it obtained to the orb like bulb of an egg it came from the eye-capped tendril moved over to the small dragoness, watching her in the same way it watched the first.
The black dragoness grunted and resumed hir useless struggles, not at all liking the way the massive alien monstrosity was 'looking' at hir but the attempt was still in vain. Hir prison of wet slimy tendrils prevented hir from getting any leverage at all. It didn't take long for the creature to have everything it needed to begin. A new tendril sprouted out from between their bodies, slipping from between folds of squishy muscular flesh on the wall. This one had a slight taper just in front of a large bulge that led down to a long neck, the look of it suggesting nothing of its purpose but Dracasis had a feeling it could be nothing good.
The eerie eye tendril remained in place, unblinking, while its counterpart moved toward the head of the smaller dragoness. As it neared, the anthro turned her head away and locked her lips closed to defend herself, but this massive creature was quite used to such feeble attempts at resistance. The wall at either side of her head bulged for a moment before a half dozen small tendrils exploded forward and took hold of the small frightened creature's snout, two tendrils holding her upper and lower jaw in place wide and open while the others restrained her head.
With everything in place, the orb moved the second tendril over and slipped it in between her jaws effortlessly, the bulge stretching the anthro's neck muscles in such a way to effectively prevent any gag reflex. With a firm push, it slid down her throat, all of her struggles and muted screams were ignored by the unnerving creature as its thick probing tentacle was pushing down her throat. It wormed its way in, all the way in, down into the young creature's stomach where its tapered nose came to rest in the stomach acid there. Soon it began to suck it away, bulges sliding right back up her throat as the tentacle vacuumed up whatever it found inside.
The tapered tentacle didn't have to spend more than a few seconds in the anthro's underdeveloped stomach to suck out what little fluid she had in her, but the sight was sickening and horrid to behold none the less. After but a moment of this the tentacle stopped sucking and the bulges containing the contents of her gut traveled all up and away with sickening loud gulping noises; only for new bulbs to start traveling back down the other direction. Both the females could only watch as three of these bulbs of fluid traveled down its length, forced past her lips, slid down her throat and splashed right into the anthro's stomach, filling her to the brim with a heavy pasty substance that would keep her fed for days.
Once the belly of the anthro was filled the tapered tentacle yanked out of her unceremoniously. It's attentions were now turned to the feral black female. Dracasis couldn't help but winch at the wet pop that echoed from the little thing as the tapered tentacle wrenched free from the anthro's throat, dripping with a concentrated milky mixture. The great black snarled and barred hir teeth as it turned its attention on hir despite the uselessness of such an act. Forewarned of hir resistance, the organs all around hir puffed up and forced forward tentacles of proportional size and strength to pin hir down. Shi nearly managed to bite one clean off but in the end shi only succeeded in having hir jaw yanked painfully open, giving the bulbous headed tentacle full access to hir throat- the gooey bloated mass forcing its way down hir throat all the same.
Squeezing hir eyes closed, shi felt hir stomach churn in disgust as the process was repeated upon hir. It took longer to complete of course, hir stomach full of bits of food that had to be sucked out before the thick filling bulges of paste were pumped down hir throat directly into hir stomach again and again until shi felt sick. Eventually the torment ended and the thing retracted leaving hir with a moment to recover, but only a moment...
With both females fed, their bodies examined and slowly being altered by the ooze that seeped into their skin, the beast was ready to begin it's next phase. The feeder tentacle retracted quickly like slimy tentacle pasta being sucked into the jaws of a hungry child. From there, the room shuddered for a moment, as if shifting muscle around within itself as a mass of wet slimy organs burst fourth all around their bodies. Six of them were ribbed tentacles with flared and tapered heads that drooled a precarious white substance in thick streams. The other two were fatty thicker bulbous protrusions, like giant maggoty worms with bruised purple flower buds at the ends.
With their heads still captive and mouths held agape, the two females could do little more then watch helplessly as the withering mass of organs extended, even sensory organs forcing their way out of the main-stalk's obscene maw. A second eye stalk pushed its way out to watch with the other while a pair of round mushroom-shaped heat sensing organ popped free- those used to keep track of its progress.
Despite the horror and unimaginable impossibility of the situation, Dracasis found hirself incredibly aroused by the whole predicament. It had to be something in the air, perhaps that strange goo shi'd been fed or that liquid that had been absorbed into hir body earlier that had caused such a reaction but shi found hir nether lips puffy and plump with the hot blood of hir arousal. Of course to that heat sensing organ, hir reproductive system was a glaring white fire to its brain and it did its best to make it even brighter. Two of those ribbed, flared and knotted tendrils slipped forward and arched down between hir outstretched legs, rubbing and nuzzling at hir gender, pressing firmly against hir inner thighs to ease hir slit open.
The anthro dragon's movements had changed greatly by this time. She too felt that oh so familiar burn between her legs, her thin slit radiating heat that burned like liquid fire in the eye stalk's vision. The anthro though seemed to have submitted to her fate by now for her eyes were closed in an expression the tentacle recognized as one of anticipation or rest. Three ribbed tentacles slid forth to the little dragoness, one rubbing right down the front of her oddly firm and impossibly slender breeding hole while the other two began to coil up around her breasts.
The whole room now pulsed with life, the sound of churning fluids echoed in timing with each convulsion along the organic lining of this pit the two found themselves in. The air filled with a very heavy with sexual musk, slimy cum-like fluids dripped and oozed out of every crack, saturating every inch of the surface of their chamber.
The great black dragon watched, hir head captivated by the mass of tentacles as shi was forced into an aroused state. A faint blush tinted hir cheeks as the bulbous eye stalk moved down in close between hir outstretched legs and peered closely at the moist cavern, its silted unblinking eye taking in every detail of hir wet tunnel for an embarrassingly long moment. Perhaps satisfied, perhaps impatient, the creature moved away while the third tapered ribbed organ lifted up to take its place hovering menacingly like a scorpion ready to strike, the tip oozing its thick white 'venom'.
Dracasis' entire body tensed, muscles straining in that cocoon of writhing flesh as the thing lurched forward stuffed itself into hir waiting slit with a single incredible thrust. Hir eyes went wide, nostrils flaring as shi gripped down upon the invader with hir vaginal muscles, trying to hold it at bay as it began probing into hir cavernous birthing tunnel. Shi'd have bitten down from the simply electrifying sensations of pleasure jolting up hir spine if hir jaws weren't still locked open. The creature didn't waste any time getting started and began rhythmically plumbing the depths of hir sex; its knotted, ribbed, thick tapered length stabbed deep into hir pussy again and again with swift calculated thrusts making hir body bounce up and down slightly on its fleshy spire each time.
The poor dragoness flitted an eye closed as some of the thick gooey substance dripped off the wall and oozed down over hir snout, the stuff smearing hir black hide with its creamy whiteness. Shi snorted and huffed softly as a thin but constant stream of the stuff collected directly above hir snout and drizzled down over hir snout and lips like a leaky pipe, its cum like flavor saturating hir taste buds within an instant while the tentacle continued to pump hir wet little snatch, violating hir body like shi was some sort of horny feral animal in need of a good rutting.
The anthro dragon was soon assaulted as well. The tentacles on her breasts coiled tightly until they'd spiraled all the way up to her nipples. The tapered heads near her nipples both fired a string of cum onto the perky light blue nubs to wet them just enough before flicking over each of them. The attention drew a soft moan from the anthro, the light blue dragoness clearly enjoying the situation now.
The tentacle sliding over her slit again and again slowed down and withdrew. The eye stalk moved away from Dracasis and to the anthro, it's slitted pupil dilating when it looked her over. Dracasis could move her eyes just enough to watch while a pair of tapered tentacles moved right to the anthro's inner thighs and pulled them open, attempting to expose the inner flesh of the little one's tunnel. Despite their best efforts, her vent didn't open at all. It remained sealed.
However, it was hard for Dracasis to concentrate on something so small as an inspection of hir companion while being fucked raw. The amount of stimulation was jarring, the entire tentacle thing seemingly designed specifically to pound hir cunt into submission. The head leaked a constant stream of its heavy fluid, not pre-cum at all but a true seed to keep hir insides thoroughly saturated with its lubricating mixture as it rutted hir fiercely. Slight nips of pain poked at hir mind every now and then as the tapered tip buried itself right into hir cervix repeatedly. Despite it's fierce efforts the taut muscular wall of her inner-most chamber held firm for the time being.
Within moments the excessive amount of fluid being forced up between hir legs began dribbling out, the thick stuff saturating that savagely thrusting pseudo-cock as well as Dracasis' thighs. The sound of it too... oh that sound shi'd never forget! Wet and juicy, a messy sucking squelching sound as hir pussy clenched down and held on for dear life. More and more of the sticky fluid poured out of hir sex, the new replacing the old as it seemed to spit its cum in hir just for the enjoyment of making hir body take it. A loud screech erupted from hir throat, the sound awkward with hir maw held open, as the poor abused beast suddenly flushed hir tunnel with hir own sexual fluids, the sweet fragrant smell of a female orgasm tainting the thick scent of sex already on the air.
As if reacting to hir orgasming body, the tendril rammed up hir slit slows its murderous pace to a crawl, pushing and pushing in again as rounded bulges began rolling up its length. Shi watched, wide eyed and panting heavily as those thick round globs worked swiftly one after another up along the impaling tendril. Each knot of fluid pushed in past hir neither lips quickly allowing hir hypersensitive sex to feel every motion as it began ejaculating, splashing the black dragoness's insides. Dracasis strained against hir bonds once again, back arching in pleasure as fresh hot semen was emptied into hir belly, each squirt thumping against hir insides vividly while buckets of cum poured out from around the tentacle buried deep within hir sex.
All the while the tentacles tending to the blue anthro seemed to be in some sort of a fuss. Obviously the anthro was a female for she had the proper sexual organs, but her breeding hole wasn't opening up at all. Eventually the orb in the ceiling formulated a plan. With a sickly juicy sounding wet splurt, a strange and absolutely BRUTAL looking tentacle spears up from between the poor girl's outstretched legs. It had a head shaped like a spear blade but as the tentacle went on it became thicker and thicker... one angrily pulsating knot of flesh placed after another.. and another; a perfect stretching tool to test the depth and girth this breeder could take. As a show of what was to come the very first knot squeezed in on itself and sprayed a liter of cum over the floor, its length convulsing as fresh fluid move up inside it.
The tentacle began moving towards its victim.
Dracasis panted and slumped in the creature's embrace, given a moment of reprieve as it turned its attention on hir smaller companion. Shi shivered all over, heart pounding in hir head from the heat of hir afterglow. Shi found hirself watching the scene beside hir with morbid fascination... even while the creature was still fussing over the soft blue dragoness the gnarled spear-like protrusion emerged from the floor. Dracasis' slit never ceased dribbling the strange cocktail of sex juices onto the floor while cummy saliva dripped off hir jaw as well. With the amount seeping into hir open mouth shi had no choice but to let it trickle into her throat or back out of her maw... shi was unable to swallow with hir jaw held as it was.
There was a tense moment of anticipation hanging in the air as the gnarled tentacle slid closer to the other captive dragoness. The black scaled female watched, trying to convince hirself that it was just to know what might befall hir later but there was still that hot and bothered part of hir that was deeply aroused, driving hir to watch for the sake lewd enjoyment. It took agonizing seconds to make its way with to the anthro with sinister purpose. Once nestled in between those outstretched thighs the tentacle angled strait toward the deceptively small slit at the base of her tail. Dracasis took note that the little one did not seem to have an anal vent or if she did, it was well extremely well hidden, but the creature did not seem bothered in the least.
With the power and force Dracasis hirself had felt only moments ago, the wet drizzling tip of the knot covered tentacle nuzzled right into that small hole and convulsed slightly, 'spitting' a gooey glob of its fluid into the anthro, the excess of which slid down her sensitive neither lips and formed a drip at the arc of her tail. Another push and the tentacle's tip began spreading the little dragoness open, that tiny hole stretching slowly to accommodate the first bulbous lump. The black she-dragon could almost feel her little companion's pleasure as she squirmed and whimpered. Not but a moment later, the first lump popped in, her neither lips swallowing down around the head and squeezed tightly around it, eliciting a needy little moan from the primal dragoness. But the tendril did not let up for even a moment. It continued to push, forcing a second, slightly larger knot in. The thing contracted, a lump of its thick spooge ejecting into the tight female as it moved in deeper, sinking its first knot deep into her and immediately moving to the next.
Dracasis watched with wide eyes as lump after lump popped in making the little female twitch and strain against her own bonds, her toe claws curled around themselves in ecstasy as her little cunt swallowed the twisted knotty alien cock deep into her body. Not to be forgotten, however, the black-scaled female was brought right back to reality when shi felt the harsh sting of a tentacle slapping across her cunt. The eye stalk looked right into the black dragon's eyes with a harsh glare as if scolding the dragoness for hir laxity. The sensory tentacle moved away just in time for one of the many tapered tentacles to show up and spray a splash of cum across Dracasis's face and neck in "punishment" and to make sure hir attention was on the creature fucking her senseless.
The eye traveled down to the second slit on the black dragoness. The pair of tentacles that once held hir femme slit open now begin digging greedily into the folds of hir male slit while the eye observed it. No sooner is this second slit pried open than the once hidden drakehood slipped free from the constraints of hir protective nethers. Dracasis' own breeding organ made quite an appearance, firming up within seconds, the tip dripping hir own pre already from all the heady sexual stimulation bubbling around the room. The eye watched this for what seemed like an eternity, the two tendrils it controlled slipped over the pink cock in curiosity, poking and rubbing while it observed this new organ with all its senses. This was yet another strange development the beast started to fuss over.
After the fourth knot popped into the blue dragoness there was an obvious budge forming just under the surface of her pelvis and quite visible on the outside. The wickedly bulbous cock jetted another thick squirt of lubricating seed and then forced another burning hot knot deep inside the anthro, her well stretched slit opening even more. The tapered phallus tentacles rubbed eagerly along her inner thighs as the sixth and final softball-sized knot of flesh nuzzled into her slit, working it open in an effort to leave the anthro stuffed and gaping. Those tight neither lips stretched vividly around the intruder in what one might mistake for resistance, but instead they were practically sucking the knot into her.With a satisfying pop it slipped right in, the probing organ so deep and still had yet to meet with resistance aside from the incredibly strong grip of her vaginal muscles around its writhing length.
Curious the tentacle pushed in deeper, its spearhead tip moving past where her cervical barrier should have been. As the tight walls constricting its movement fell away into a more spacious cavern, the thing convulsed hard spitting up a messy glurp of its heavy semen in surprise, realizing it had gone all the way into her womb; this creature had no cervix! All of the tentacles tending to her moved and squirmed excitedly, realizing what a find they had wrapped up and held. The two tentacles holding her breasts drizzled a constant stream of fluid over the soft perky mounds, nuzzling and giving them a firm squeeze as if to give praise to their new breeder.
In all of the excitement from finding such a treasure of a creatures the tentacles redoubled their efforts on the black dragoness. The twin tentacles hovering over Dracasis' malehood spiraled themselves together and ruthlessly plunged right back into hir femme slit. The brutally thick appendage thrust relentlessly into hir dripping cunt it had stabbed in again and again, battering the larger breeder's cervix. That muscle still had yet to give way so the pair of tendrils started spinning, literally drilling this poor feral herm's cunt with purpose.
The orb began slowly withdrawing at this point, the pair of creatures it was tending deserved far more... specialized attention than it had first realized. The whole room sounded like it was splitting apart, snaps and tears of flesh occurred everywhere as the organic cave reformed. The place was slowly collapsing in on them. The anthro's arms and legs were slowly sucked into the wall she was held against, the flesh practically growing around her and imprisoning her inside. Such direct contact with the constantly pulsating, cum coated flesh added yet another level of assault on the anthro's hypersensitive nervous system. Dracasis gasped, hir own pleasure riddled mind barely registering as she was coming to a similar fate: hir legs were being drawn into the ground while a cohesive mass enveloped hir chest and forearms.
Even while the room violently shuddered and shifted all around, the poor little pleasure riddled blue dragoness couldn't help but quiver as she was violated so completely. The extremities of her body sank, captivated and held by the mass of gooey, pulsing, fleshy red meat that left the parts of her body that had not absorbed to stand out that much more. Literally saturated with sex juices, she'd already lost any desire to resist; a willing recipient of whatever sexual torture her captor wished to put her through. The anthro's sole desire was simply that the experience never stopped. The stretcher phallus pulled back, wiggling its bulbous base back out of her now quite visible little cunt making the poor girl twitch in need. Her powerful muscles squeezed back down as soon as the creature vacated her tunnel, making her just as tight as when it first explored her body. The tentacle beast didn't seem bothered however- it already knew the tightness was at worst a mere illusion of the breeder bitch's body.
The gripping rippling muscles shifted the anthro about more, pushing her rump out and moving the young female out into an almost laying position while pulling her legs and tail back some, keeping her thighs spread nice and wide. Now in an even better angle for breeding and insemination, the maggoty white-bodied, purple-flower headed protrusion resting between her legs rose up slowly, extending and hovering menacingly above that deceptively small slit. Its tightly wrapped petals constantly oozing a thick clear viscous liquid that literally steamed in the open air.
The pair of spiraled tentacles inside of Dracasis tormented their victim relentless, the twisted mega-tentacle now thrusting in and out while it spun in Dracasis' raw blood gorged breeding hole. Sticky femme cum drizzled from hir slit freely now, practically driving the black dragoness to the verge of orgasm. But just at the brink, the pair pulled out and whipped the feral dragon's cunny to discourage hir from orgasming. The treatment was murderous, denied again and again as it drilled hir pussy raw until hir body burned with desire only to pop out just shy and literally slap the feeling into submission. By the third time, shi wanted to snap at the thing, bite it and tear it to peaces- not to break free but in retribution, to force it to fuck hir until shi screamed in ecstasy!
This sexual torment continued while the room shifted and the anthro was repositioned. At least a dozen times it brought Dracasis to nearly climaxing only to deny hir, the room closing in on them all the while. Eventually the two were brought parallel to one other, each able to watch as the other was tortured in their own way. With all but their shoulders, upper thighs, tummy, torsos and heads sucked into the organic excuse of a pocket they now shared, the room stopped changing.
Once both dragonesses were settled into their positions all of the tentacles pulled away and retreated leaving the place truly sealed and empty: only the disgustingly thick, purple flower-headed tentacles remained... the freak phalluses still right between their legs where they had grown from in the first place. The two tentacles moved up to the slits of the females and begin to "kiss" the lips of their fuck tunnels, both dragonesses' pleasure was quite visible to the other.
With the blue anthro in total submission and the black feral practically crying in need of orgasm the beast could begin the next stage.