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Aeloan snarled a curse as she lost the charging elk through the forest, almost imagining the creature mocking her with laughter as she swept down and beat her wings in place, searching through the forest for a way that she could slip between the tree trunks. There was little hope of that, though there were spots that were wide enough to let her swing through if she had been in her hunting trim, there was nothing that would allow her egg heavy body to slip past and escape into the darkness of the forest to trap her prey. She swung her wings back and dropped down in a sweep, falling down to the ground with a thump as she dropped her haunches down to touch the ground with a light thump and turned to look back at her own bulging sides with a rumble of annoyance. One evening of pleasure and she was paying for it months later in what the drake had left her with.

It hadn't been her intent to become pregnant, it had been a simple tryst as the drake had courted her playfully in the air and she had been in the mood to enjoy him. She was young enough she had no wish to be saddled with not only laying the eggs, but watching over them, brooding them, and then it would just be starting as she would have to raise her offspring to full maturity. She was already heavy enough to know that she was going to lay soon enough unless she opted to carry them to live birth, but that barely touched on her issues with the situation as she would only grow larger by the day and more unwieldy. Already she had to puff and struggle to get into the air and her hunts were being disrupted, she didn't want to imagine just how bad it would become if she tried to carry her offspring live to the end.

She flicked her wings and turned towards the line of the lake where she knew she could at least catch fish with a bit of ease where she was failing on getting a fresh kill. She wasn't quite waddling yet, but it was certainly not her normal natural gait as she moved into a trot and sighed, she was getting tired of fish. It was her own fault, she should have known better than to take the drake up on his offer so close to her season, but he had been handsome, a rich royal purple to match her crimson scales, and he had spoken so sweetly. There were so many things about him that she had been drawn to that she had forgotten to be cautious and now she would be forced to pay the price. Her tail flicked behind her, the thick spines shifting and rippling as she moved her tail up and then down again, the tip dragging along the ground smoothly while she contemplated her options.

I should probably begin to look for a nest, somewhere defensible, but close to food. _She thought while looking along the clear edge of the lake. _I can always head up towards the mountains where there are valleys rich in easy prey. That would make things easier to handle when the time comes.

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Her plans didn't sit well with her as he realized just how hard it would be to raise up the youngsters. It would been years before they were ready to stand on their own, their maturity would be slow to bring along, and by the time they were ready to strike out on their own she would have lost her current territory to another female who had yet to clutch. No breeding female held as much land as the untired ones did, they didn't have the energy to expend to keep it or to overfly the borders or the inclination to be so terribly active. They stuck to small territories where the hunting was easy instead of challenging and remained there, often bearing clutch after clutch. Aeloan gave her head a shake in disgust, she was falling into a pit of self pity, entirely unlike her, but it was easy to fall into thinking of her situation with frustrated annoyance.

The crimson dragoness flicked her wings against her sides and drew her attention away from her thoughts and tried to keep her mind on the positive. She could choose to let the hatchlings have live birth which would give her more time to think on what she was going to do, even if it meant that she would start to swell a bit larger than she was comfortable with. She was in a position where she knew several mountainous valleys that were isolated enough that she could easily defend them and have a secure lair with enough comfort to make it worth her while. She might even be able to-

Aeloan froze, her thoughts ceasing entirely, as she saw that she was not the only creature at the lake today. She was alerted by the glossy white and black feathers that flashed while the owner shook herself rapidly as a small gryphon was stretched out on the sand and dripping quit wet. She had obviously been bathing, the wetness coated her feathers and made them heavier while she was stretched out on her stomach and had her wings spread open wide to catch the sunlight in an effort to dry herself. The dragoness tilted her head slightly, suppressing the urge to give a warning growl to send the hen scrabbling for the air, and leaving the lake to its proper owner. Instead, she looked over the spotted haunches that were stretched out easily on the soft sands, the fur slicked down and the long tail curling idly back and forth with little care for anything else.

A gryphon. _ She thought and the dragoness narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. _A little gryphon hen..

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It was a solution delivered perfectly into her claws in a fur and feathered wrapped package waiting for her at her lake. It would be incredibly easy to rid herself of her maturing clutch as long as she had another female to take it on. It was a practice typically done with an older female and her grown daughters when it would be easier for someone young to carry such a burden, but there was no reason it should remain that way. There had been plenty of stories that hinted that some females who felt they weren't ready for a clutch sought out other females to leave their eggs with to carry and hatch. It wasn't something that required much effort, their bodies were designed to trigger themselves into laying as a dragoness had the prerogative to carry her young live or as eggs depending on what she chose to do and how safe her territory was for tending eggs to hatching.

Her tail tip flicked, kicking up an edge of dust as she slowed her stalk as she saw the hen preening through her damp feathers. The gryphon was smaller, but not by much, perhaps they were several hands apart in size with the dragon being the heavier of the pair thanks to her large scales and heavy plate armor. How many females used gryphons to do their dirty work in caring for eggs? Both species' laid eggs after all and once the hen was filled she could barely fly, it would make her stay within range to be sure that the eggs weren't disposed of and any young would be cared for. It wasn't as if the gryphoness would be hurt by any of it, she would be given protection in a large territory, fed if she couldn't hunt for herself, while Aeloen was allowed to continue her life without disruption because she had allowed herself to be seduced. It worked out for everyone in the end.

The gravid dragoness continued forward with a flick of her wings, keeping low to the ground as she stalked the hen. She just had to pin the female down, once the eggs were in place there was hardly anything that she could do to get away. Especially if the drakes in her territory heard a female being filled with eggs. If they even thought a female was trading off her clutch they'd come, because once the eggs were in place the surrogate would be need to be plugged until the cervix sealed and they were all too happy to make sure they remained plugged. Finally, things were going her way, it had seemed that ever since the eggs had started to show her life had taken a downward spiral.

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Dothea had been so happy to see the lake when she had overflown the forest, the deep clear water inviting her itchy sandy feathers after a stint in the desert. She had shamelessly enjoyed splashing at the shore, soaking herself down with water so that every little bit of grit and dust were allowed to be washed away. It had been the first bath she had gotten in quite some time and it ended with stretching out on the shore beneath a warming sun that had allowed every part of her to relax. Her annual flight to the western forests were normally exhausting, but she had managed to find a way past the worst of the thermals and mountains that allowed for an easy trip. She could expect to make it within the next week and from there spend her time flirting with the drakes that migrated and perhaps even find one to settle down with. If not, there were always plenty that she could flirt with to pass the time of day.

She was nearly of an age to become happily mated, but had yet to find a drake that appealed to her enough to want to settle down. There were a few that had caught her eye and she had enough interest in that she hoped they could spend the cooler months in the forest finding one that she might be willing to pair up with. She was growing tired of spending her time on the wing alone, they weren't meant to be alone, they were supposed to at least have a mate if not small family groups that could hunt and remain as a tight knit community. Her tail flicked playfully as she contemplated one particular male that had caught her eye last year, a rather bold flier that had been eager to teach her his sky dancing skills, sky dancing that had turned into a near mating before they had parted.

"You do realize that this lake is already claimed by someone." The rumbling female voice interrupted her thoughts as she heard the soft hiss of sand sliding beneath paws. "I do not recall giving you permission to be here, gryphon."

The hen leapt upwards, jumping onto all fours just as a crimson shape emerged from the thick grasses that surrounded the lakeside. The dragon's body seemingly coming from absolutely nothing as she stepped out and dark amber eyes narrowed down to slits as one of the large paws reached out to snag her tail, the toes curling down hard enough to make her screech out softly and gave a jump forward. The grip on her tail yanked back harder, pulling sharply enough she felt a spike of pain along the line of her spine as she was dragged backwards, the scaled muzzle curling back to show rows of sharp serrated teeth, the growl a low warning while Dothea tried to leap forward, wings flaring open wide.

"I'm sorry!" She gasped out and twisted, the other paw moving to grab at the base of her spotted tail, the large dangerous shape stepping forward with the growl growing louder by the moment. "I didn't realize this was anyone's territory!"

"All the world is someone's territory, you should have made yourself known, gryphon." The dragon, female dragon, stalked forward with the claws digging into her tail as she twisted around, kicking out a hind leg to try and break free. "You have polluted my lake with your presence."

Dothea's heart was in her chest, leaping and beating wildly with terror as she caught the rank scent of scales and reptile in her nares. Dragons. They were supposed to have a truce with the scaled creatures, at least, that's what she had been told, but anyone who traveled the world knew that the scaled monsters were greedy and territorial about what they believed they owned. They were monsters to scare chicks with, creatures that would happily kill other thinking beings if they believed they were threat and even eat them in as close to cannibalism as she had ever heard of. The dragon above her was glowing crimson with darker highlights along the neck and edges of the shoulder, the wings tipped in ivory claws as the hen was dragged closer to the snarling head. Every inch of the dragoness was muscled and toned, larger and heavier in the chest than any gryphon ever born and it was all crowned with spines that ran along the neck all the way to ridge of the shoulders and disappeared between the broad sailed wings.

"I only wished to clean myself and rest!" She gasped out and then squawked as the paw shoved roughly against her haunches, the claws raking through her damp soft fur. "Please! Allow me to make amends to you!"

"And you believed you did not need to speak with me before you did so?" The dragoness rumbled and moved one paw high up to curl right against one of her wings. "Do all gryphons lack manners?"

"No, I didn't know! I would gladly ask permission now! Let me bring you a meal to make up for any insult!" She stammered and writhed, kicking to one side with both paws, but the body surged above her to push her damp body back against the sands.

"A meal? Do you think that I can be so easily bought with food I can catch myself? I am Aeloen, my territory spans from the forest to the southern most river and you have done unforgivable in coming here." Aeloen's paws were harsh, the sheer weight behind them had Dothea struggling to even breathe as one pushed up against her chest and put pressure down.

"It's only.. unforgivable if you make it so!" She wheezed and shuddered, her wings flailing before she screeched out when one was pinned beneath her, rolling her body to one side, keeping her partially pushed towards her back so she couldn't get her legs under her. "Please! I didn't mean anything by this! It was only a small bath!"

"Which is why I won't kill you." The muzzle pushed in close above her beak, the hen's black tipped feathers flattening damply against her body, her heart racing in her throat wildly. "Instead, you are going to pay for the violation in another way."

The gryphon hen felt the paws flexing and curling right along her hip in a rough yank that pulled her onto her back, her wings folding behind her while she struggled to get out from beneath the weight that was pressing down against her. She struggled to get free, kicking a little bit with her hind paws, only to feel her claws skidding uselessly over the scaled plates so that she barely stirred the large form that was pushing her down against the sands. The rough paws pushed against her chest and shoulders, the large muzzle swinging back and forth above her beak, taunting her with the length pushing downwards, nearly touching the side of her cheek as the hot air blasted out.

She had always been warned about them, the twisted senses that they had and how they acted. They were one of the few natural enemies that gryphons had and now one was pushing above her body and she felt every inch of the sheer size difference between them. Though in height they were alike, there was a lot more dragon than there was gryphon pressed against her, her body writhing and squirming as she tried to wiggle her way backwards and free. Her paws kicked harder, but the dragoness only pushed down harder above her, the position so awkward and strange that if it had been a drake she would have been sure that she was going to be forcibly mounted by the beast. But it was a female, a dragoness pinning her down with a swollen belly pushing against her smooth fur.

"What are you going to do?" Dothea gasped out while the forepaws moved down and pinned her wings in place, the weight pushing them painfully into the sand.

"You're going to make yourself useful, little hen." The dragoness shifted her hips and suddenly the scaled belly pushed down against her furred one. "I have use for you, especially for that empty little egg chamber of yours."

"You're a female!" The hen squawked, jerking against the paws pushing down against her as the muscled haunches pushed down firmly enough to splay her hind legs. "Get off!"

"Yes, I'm a female, and I need someone to take care of my clutch so I can maintain my territory." Aeloen explained and a hot slimy tongue pushed out to rub beneath her beak. "So you're going to carry my eggs for me, little hen, and in return you can bathe in my lake all you like so long as you're caring for them."

"I don't want your lake!" Dothea protested, the fear rising up closer in her breast as the heavy scaled loins pushed down against her. "I don't' want your eggs!"

"A pity... Because I fully intend on giving them to you." The answer came with rough laughter as something pushed down right against her soft pink mound.

"Please!" She cried out and kicked her legs out, scrabbling against the dragon's side as the snarl burst out loudly against her beak.

She felt the softer scales against her soft plush mound, the parting of thick lips were grinding down against her, pushing up tightly as she was pushed further down against the sand. She couldn't get her way free, she struggled, kicking a little bit, but the force only pushed her down more demandingly as the dragoness thrummed above her slightly. She couldn't escape the feel of the soft kiss of lips pushing against her own.

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Aeloen felt warm feathers and fur pushing up against her as the hen struggled to get free, the frantic kicks and thrusts against her side and stomach did little to stop her as she used the wings as the spot best used to hold the girl down. No flying creature would break their way free of a hold that might damage their wings, it kept the girl pinned just as surely as the swell of her belly and chest were pressed down over the slight form. The hen was rather pretty in her own way, the black tipped feathers made her look exotic, as well as the dark rings on her ears and down along her furred haunches. If she had been a drake she might have appreciated them more, but for now she was more interested in the fact the girl's egg chamber was empty and would be able to fit her growing clutch.

She shivered a little as she exposed her tender inner walls, the scaling along her loins parting until she could feel the silky kiss of feline folds resting against her. It was a strangely enjoyable sensation to have the fur kissing against her soft loins, her vulva kissing up against the other females while she rocked slightly to stimulate herself. It was a gentle drag back, sliding the pairs of lips together slowly, rocking forward and then drawing backwards again, gliding back and forth as he tried to tense up the muscles in her stomach. She could feel the round shells of her eggs in her belly, the weight of them, but it was quite another thing to actually trigger herself into lying them early. She had to work herself up to it, get her body to recognize that she had a surrogate ready for them.

Her tail flicked down, twisting around the slender feline one and pulled it out of the way as she pushed herself down and rubbed, the slow movement dragging the bud of her clit right against the smaller one. The push and grind causing her to growl in pleasure as she felt the hen writhe and shudder, the high pitched snarls mockingly helpless as she tried to push herself harder against the spread lips. She teased herself back and forth, trying to work the lips over each other with gentle shifts that caught along the swelling bud. It felt good, delightfully smooth and soft, her lips growing dewy and slick as they kissed together, the first hint of wetness coming from her to smear along the velvety furred lips between the girl's haunches.

"I can... do something else!" The gryphon panted out, letting out a shrill noise and her hips jerked up higher, struggling to get away. "PLEASE!"

"You keep begging, gryphon.." Aeloen responded and gave another rock and push, her body tensing up as she felt her wetness growing, the slick juices clinging and smearing through the puffy loins. "If you can't apologize properly, perhaps I could advertise you for the drakes to come and enjoy while you're incubating my clutch."

That got her beak shut, the pale blue eyes spread open wide as the dragoness felt the eggs shifting inside of her stomach while she continued to rock forward in a parody of mating with the young creature. It stimulated her, her arousal growing as slickness coated along the interior of her mound and pushed downwards with a little thrust that pressed and splayed her lips open wider. She was larger than the hen, it was easier to spread the outer lips to cup around the smaller cunny lips, the wetness joining together. The dragoness shifted her body, muscles tightened along her inner stomach, contractions rippling along her side as she felt the eggs adjusting against the narrow barrier between them and her passage.

She felt the paws shoving against her chest, the claws hitting and glancing off her scaled armor uselessly as she started to push down harder, forcing the haunches to push upwards higher in the air. Aeloen's paws dug into the wings, making sure that the struggle stopped while she hissed out in pain, feeling the pressure building along her cervical passage, digging and bowing it outwards as the yielding flesh started to stretch in response to the contractions that were forcing the eggs into position to begin to be laid. Not that they would be laid properly, she pushed and used her hind paws, hunching her back to force the hen's hips high in the air as if they were simply waiting to be filled, suppressing a purr of pleasure as their clits danced against one another, causing her body to react with a pleasurable shiver. A shame the girl wouldn't be sharing that pleasure, soon she'd be squalling..

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Wet, it was so wet. Dothea felt the smear running against her as the hot silky mound pressed against her and engulfed her smaller lips. She was curled backwards strangely while she let out a series of soft noises, her chest tightening strangely as the need was growing and building through her lower belly. It didn't feel bad, it felt strangely good to feel the soft skin on skin dancing against one another, her body teased over the edges while she trilled out and squirmed, tail struggling to get it's way free. They were both pressed up so close that there was no escaping the swell of the belly that was pressed tightly to her own, the lumps shifting and moving as she shrilled out.

"C-can I do anything else to make it up to you?" She tried, stammering, breath coming in pants as the next push down allowed her to intimately feel every small line of the puffy mound grinding against her, their bodies pressed so terribly close. "Anything at all.."

"I'm afraid not." The dragoness answered and then let out a short hiss. "You coming here was quite fortunate for me.."

The rocks pushed harder, pinning her haunches in place while she shrilled out, her voice coming out in a shallow voice as slick wetness spilled down along the line of her inner folds, smearing themselves against her before curling down along the crease of her ass. She tried to push away, her movements rapid and thudding, only to have the weight nearly crushing her as the dragoness' mound started to bulge against her, she could feel it pushing out firmly. The pressure grew as the hips gave a rock and push, the hissing sound becoming louder as her captor's claws dug down tightly and suddenly there was a feel of something smooth and round splitting open the small opening between Aeloen's loins, and in turn, against her own cunny as the dragon groaned and arched her head backwards ever so slightly.

The kiss of the wet slimy egg shell pushed against her lips as it split the small opening wide and pushed against her own, the exchange terribly intimate as the gryphon shrilled out in shock. The dragoness didn't adjust her hips or try to pull back, she only kept in place as she bore down while the egg started to split open the lips wider and wider, the hard smooth edge grinding forcefully against her narrow egg passage. It was so wrong, the wet warm feel, the pressure that began to grow as her entire mound was pinned beneath the large egg, but it didn't remain grinding against her outer lips for long, not when Aeloen was pushing and suddenly drove her hips down with a rough push that began to drive and wedge the edge of the egg against her far too small opening.

Dothea let out a startled screech as it dug against her, the pressure nearly tearing at her rubbery soft skin and began to wedge inwards, shoving and squeezing in against the line of rubbery muscle. The wetness helped ease it forward as the sheer force of the laying dragon began to pry her body open in a way that made her entire loins burn and ache, her eyes blurring slightly while the egg shell forced her open and began to make the tight ring stretch up and over the dragon orb. It was so slick, her walls tried to clutch down to force it back out, but the dragoness was bearing down against her, forcing it to squelch into her passage until all she felt was burning bruising pain as her legs splayed open wider, they were forced open, she couldn't stop it from happening.

Her scream burst out wildly, her eyes seeing stars as there was a pressured pop, her walls nearly tearing open as the egg was shoved into her vaginal passage. Her walls gaping and struggling to hold something that was far larger than even a gryphon egg and it was forced into her by the shoving female. It burned, her flesh bruising around the round shell that was pushing in further, squelching as the dragon above her snarled out and rocked her hips down harder. The mess coated her pink mound, her small lips reddened painfully as the ring pushed further up and over the orb. Her legs felt as if they were going to be dislocated as the egg pushed inwards and slipped into the sleek smooth passage, the last edge of it shoved home before she could stop it.

"STOP!" She shrieked out in a panic, her walls clamping down and trying to squeeze the orb back out of her body, but the dragoness was already moving.

The length of the scaled tail released her own, and instead swung between them until the tip was jabbing up and between her folds as the shell began to push back out. The dragoness' rumble of amusement echoed in her ears before the tail began to stuff forward, sliding into her burning walls and forcing the egg to shove in deeper inside of her. She fought it, her body wasn't meant for this, she was struggling to break free as the egg was edged ever deeper by the tail that forced her to nearly rip apart. The clutching walls worked down, trying to stop it, but the tail jabbed harder, forcing it in deeper until the bulge was pushing against her lower stomach, rising higher by the moment where she couldn't stop it from driving right up against her cervical opening.

"Open up, little hen, you have to open up for me.." The sing song voice mocked her while Dothea swallowed a ragged scream when the orb stuffed hard against the narrow fleshy opening.

"I CAN'T! STOP! TOO MUCH!" She writhed and kicked, bucking her hips upwards, but the moment she struggled the tail struck hard behind the too large dragon egg and drove hard against the pressured barrier.

Her voice was lost into a scream as she closed her eyes tightly and felt her body being nearly torn open as the egg pushed its way up against the tight opening and began to force it to splay wide. It wasn't meant to be opened up this way and it was wrapping up along the large bulge of the egg that pushed its way into the cervical passage and towards her empty egg chamber. The young hen thrashed, her tail lashing wildly as she shrieked out again, louder this time, the sound echoing around the lake as slowly and steadily the tail that filled her passage forced the egg through. The ring of muscle sliding up so slowly to swallow around the foreign orb that pushed its way home. Wetness was squelching out of her, pushing down along the inner thighs as she kicked and lashed out with her forepaws and then she stiffened.

The world went red with pain, it was screaming through her as the egg pushed the thickest part of its shell past her narrow opening and then swelled her lower stomach. Her skin stretching as it seated itself into her womb, making her feel sick even through the ache that was making her feel as if she was going to burst as the weight held her down. Her entire body was shuddering while the tail swirled right along the opening, jabbing at it before dragging backwards with a wet slippery noise. The feel of it dragging free caused her to shudder in place, jerking upwards before the folds were once against pushed against her. Aeloen growled low in her throat as the kiss of the cunny lips came with the hard edge of an egg, another one, that was pushing down against her to begin to part her aching passage again.

"Please.. please don't..." She whispered out, shaking slightly as the dragon's hot tongue flicked out along her jaw line.

"It's too late for that, but do keep screaming.. the drakes are always eager to help seal a clutch in a surrogate." Aeloen murmured down before the hen felt the egg shoving against her already aching body, starting to stretch her throbbing passage open again.

"Please..." She panted, eyes wide and tears running along the edges, the only response came when she screamed out as she began to be obscenely stretched open again around the too large egg.

Her muscles had just barely been allowed to rest and already they were forced to splay wider, gaping themselves and forced to wrap around the round shell that was being squeezed between their folds. The wetness was a blessing, the lubricant helping move the orb in deeper by the moment, sliding it through her inner walls with a smooth stroke that made her feel the shell grazing against her. The bruising walls turned white as they held around the thing, her outer lips bulging open as she scrabbled her hind legs in the air for nothing, she wanted to break free, to get out however she could, but fighting against the egg soon had an entirely new problem for her as the egg that had already been placed inside of her began to put pressure from inside of her cervix.

She rasped and threw her head backwards, her beak gaping open wide while the heavy weight gave another rough shove down, pushing harder while she heard the low growl spilling out from between the jaws. The egg slipped inwards with a wet noise, a terrible squelching sound that humiliated her even as she was whining out as the orb forced it's way deeper, pushing free of its original mother to be held entirely inside of her swollen body. Everything felt bruised and broken, she could almost imagine herself ripped open wide before the tail slid upwards and rubbed against her throbbing outer lips. The wet appendage curled between them before she jerked and kicked her legs out, trying to get away before it started to sink into her body smoothly. Her ears were pounding with her beating heart, her eyes bulging slightly before the egg shoved home with a final push that drove it up against her cervix.

Her high pitched squeal broke free as she felt her cervix pinched between two eggs, one trying to be pushed back out of her body and the other ruthlessly pushed forward so that it started to squeeze itself into her. The shells kissed together while she dug her claws against the chest, trying to tear, trying to do anything she could to get away, but the larger dragoness used her tail to force the egg in deeper. The cervical opening starting to blossom wider as the egg in her belly pushed backwards while it sibling sank its way deeper, starting to tear and strain her walls wider. The rubbery ring stretched upwards, sliding further along the outer edge and being nearly ripped apart to allow it to pass inwards. The tail put more pressure against her, not letting her battling muscles squeeze down to push it out of her, instead her lower belly bulged open wider as she was stuffed full.

As the egg pushed its way through the narrow barrier into her lower belly, making the twin orbs bulge outwards, a shadow swept over them both. She barely saw it, she was too busy trying to kick her way free as her entire lower body was shifted around, her egg chamber gaping around two massively oversized orbs, the first eggs she had ever had in her life. She clamped her beak together tightly and muffled a rough noise, shuddering before the shadow swept over them again. The tail was drawing backwards once more, scales rasping through her silky hot passage, but her eyes were locked on the draconic shape that was circling and dropping lower in the sky. A larger form than the female that pinned her in place, a drake... A drake was beginning to arrow in on the trapped pair of females.

"You are lucky.." Aeloen whispered into her ear tuft. "It's far easier for a male to seal you shut than myself. You may even enjoy it. Now.. brace yourself. You're not nearly full enough for him yet."

_How many more does she have?! _ Dothea shuddered, her breathing coming out in a wheeze of pain before the tail slid free.. and the next egg began to emerge.

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Dothea didn't know how long she was trapped under the dragon, all she knew was pain and her voice became little more than a rasp as she was force fed egg after egg until her furry belly was stretched open and bulging. She could feel it to either side, her egg chamber forced to make room for half a dozen dragon eggs that had been stuffed into her body. She had never been meant to carry a clutch like this, the sheer weight made her feel sick as the last one was forced past her cervix. It hurt, her entire body was burning and felt as if she were ripped apart. She didn't know how damaged she was, only that the dragon seemed to be ready to do anything that needed to be done to fill her. Her body was bloated and heavy when the dragoness finally lifted her head, rumbling slightly to turn her head to the drake who had come to land near them.

The drake. The little hen whimpered a little and refused to turn her head to see the creature standing there beside the lake, instead, she only felt the tail that was plugging her cervix rubbing her as the weight lifted from her lewdly swollen body. The male dragon that had appeared was terrifying looking, large and black colored, his presence had been a taunt to her as Aeloen had made sure that she was aware that her body would be soon his as he made sure she wouldn't simply push the eggs back out of her now that they had been placed. She didn't even know the beast's name but she had seen him watching her with avid bright eyes, hungrily growling towards her as he had flaunted something between his legs that she didn't even want to think about.

He had only spoken a handful of times, comments about her body, his thirst to taste a gryphon hen for the first time. His voice had been rough and ill mannered, the sight of him was terrifying as she had all too often seen the slimy black length that jutted out under his belly, throbbing and swollen looking as he had stared at the joined female loins. She had never had a male gryphon, never taken a mate, her first time was supposed to be one of sweet flights in the sky, a joining of two creatures in a mating for the starts to witness, now... Now she was helpless as the red dragoness stood up and she was rolling on her swollen egg heavy belly, trying to get herself turned over.

"Poor little hen, I hope you can still stand up." Aeloen rumbled down at her, the tail grinding forward into the narrow painful opening of her cervix.

"Oh I do not need her to stand, she can lay there if she wishes." The drake answered with a low rumble. "What a lovely idea, gryphons to carry your eggs!"

The black dragon stood up and padded around them, staring beneath her legs with a thrum of appreciation while his cock left drooling splatters against the ground. The thing was huge, lined with swollen bulging ridges that stood out sharply against the glossy flesh, threatening her, making her want to run screaming into the night, but she was forced to simply stand there and stare at the thing hanging down between his legs. She didn't want him inside of her, she didn't want him to touch her! The tail in her cunny stroked lightly, dragging backwards slightly, tugging through her walls to make her whimper out as a large male paw swiped out and ran toes right along the vulnerable opening of her pucker.

"Don't.. I don't want you!" The hen managed to rasp out, her eyes bulging wide as she rolled over awkwardly, her belly so weighing her down she was nearly scrabbling to get across, but she did it. "I'll keep the eggs! I swear it!"

"Oh poor little egg slut, you can't be trusted." Aeloen thrummed mockingly as the tail began to slide from her. "don't worry, I'm sure you'll enjoy it, most of the surrogates absolutely adore this part of things."

"I won't enjoy it!" She squeaked and awkwardly waddled forward as the tail wetly fell free and a hot tongue suddenly shoved up against her bruised and violated body. "Please.. please don't.." She choked out a sob as the black dragon stalked her.

"Rrrr beg again, pretty hen, I love those that try to beg.." His voice was a baritone rumble before his slimy tongue plunged into her stretched body, her cervix already burning as she naturally tried to lay her outsized clutch.

It hurt so badly she saw black edging her vision, just being touched there abused her already aching body to the point she wanted to scream and he was doing it deliberately. He held her tail roughly as he pushed his tongue in and curled it up, licking and lapping up the mingled fluids without shame, causing her body to jerk in place, her hips shuddering downwards again. She tried to twist away, only to feel the tongue curling inwards again with a slow slathering stroke. She was choking out a breathy whimper when the teeth grabbed at her haunches and raked against her before the tongue ran upwards, her aching walls flexing immediately around it as her nares burned hot red with shame and humiliation. None of this was supposed to happen, she was supposed to see her people, she was supposed to take a mate of her own, not be violated by dragons.

"SIR!" She squeaked out while the hot length shoved deeper, slathering into her walls, rubbing them with a messy smear of saliva coating her, sliding and twisting around her as she scrabbled foreclaws against the ground to try and escape.

The, now, slim crimson dragoness stretched out with a thrum of pleasure, turning to watch as the egg bound hen was pinned under a large paw. She couldn't walk well, she was nearly dragging the ground with her egg filled stomach, and the larger dragon easily dragged her back against him. His tongue slipped out with an obscenely sound, splattering wetness between her legs as she whimpered, her voice so rough from screaming that she could barely make another noise as she realized he was pulling her beneath his heavy bulk. The rank musk of male dragon was filling her nares, not at all the pleasant spice of a male gryphon, it was foul and choked her as her ass was pulled up into the air and the hot breath hit against the nape of her neck. She could only twist and writhe, trying to leap forward as she felt hot wet slathers of precum drooling down right at the base of her tail.

The cock was throbbing heavily behind her, she couldn't get away, her body was wracked in pain when the fleshy bulbous tip pushed upwards and rubbed up against her cunny lips. It hurt, just feeling him rub there was a pain that made her cough out a sob as he rubbed against her vulva up and down. His weight pushed against her back and teeth grabbed the nape of her neck before the powerful haunches spread open to either side. For the first time in her life she felt a male against her, not in the sky as it should have been, but on the ground like a dumb feral. The filthy saliva running along her feathers as the drooling cock tip nudged up and started to wedge into her already violated body. Just feeling her spreading around the obscenely large shaft had he rasping out a scream from her burning throat.

The drake grunted out and pushed harder, shoving as her walls spread down and sliding the slimy length into her sleek hot body. The ring of her abused opening stretched open wide around him as he bore down and began to feed his length into her writhing body. She twisted under his weight, thrashing as the pain burned through her, her walls gaping open and bruised as they were made to clutch around the bestial shaft sinking into her. The hot precum bubbling out of the tip, coating her with a hot slathering and smearing inwards as the tongue lavished against her neck. The saliva was covering her, messy hot rivulets were dribbling down to either side as she twisted and stretched her hind legs open lewdly wide as the dragon groaned against her in pleasure and gave another rough thrust forward. There was a wet noise as his tip battered in deeper while the ridges started to sink in, one after another. Each one tugging against her vulva, pinching it, stretching it wide before popping inwards once more. Her body jerking upwards in the air, breathing rasping out in a wild burst.

"Tight little slut.." The drake snarled against her, his jaws closing down against before the hips jerked forwards, causing her to screech as the ridges popped through her gaping vulva, stretching them wider one after another.

It was so wrong, hot and shaped so differently than it should have been. Her walls were clutching around him, trying to squeeze the eggs from her passage as he hammered his hips home steadily. The next thrust pushing the thickest ridge right up against her reddened lips before starting to stretch her wider, the tip sliding right up against her abused cervix. She choked out a loud cry, her body aching, stretched and swallowing around the cock as she braced her forepaws down against the ground. She saw stars as he rubbed over the dimpled opening, stirring the eggs inside of her before he jerked his hips backwards. He ripped the ridges free of her, the stroke yanking wet strands form her body, splattering the ground as he grabbed her tail in one forepaw and yanked her ass up higher in the air.

The thrust crashed against her and rocked her forward as the base was swallowed deep into her passage again, the force keeping her stretched wide as she screamed out. Her entire body was burning, everything hurt, she choked out a sob as the next drag backwards pulled the ridges from her body, stimulating her while hot syrupy strands of precum fell into her passage messily. Each time the cock drove into her, the tip jostled the swollen eggs and her straining cervix, making her rock forward as her ass was lifted higher up, her hind paws pulled away as the bestial monster began to thrust into her with hot wet sounds. His grunts and growls echoed in her ears loudly, ringing through her mind as she tried to get away. Her walls were closing down tightly as the base continued to spear through her cunny lips, splaying them open wide with every stroke.

Her beak was shoved into the sand as the drake's forepaw pushed behind her head and he snarled loudly down at her, his breathing ragged as she felt his cock probing ever deeper. The bulbous tip constantly striking against her bruised cervical barrier, never giving her peace as she splayed her forelegs wide. She could smell nothing but the reek of dragons, her body shuddering and burning, the feeling building inside of her as the base began to stretch her open wider at the apex of each brutal thrust. He cared nothing for when she tried to get away, or her comfort, instead the knot at the base of his cock shoved at her roughly. He tried to tear her open again, forcing her already bruised walls to stretch wider, suckling in the bulbous base so the tip bottomed out inside of her before the drag back pulled it free again.

Tears rolled down her feathers as she choked out a pained noise when the knot sank back into her egg heavy body again. This was a sacred act, it should have been special, it should have been shared between herself and a drake she loved, instead he robbed her of everything he could take. His knot swelling wider, forcing her walls to stretch around him as the ridges grew more pronounced. Her claws tore at the sands, raking against it while she tried to get her hips away from, doing her best to keep him from plunging through her spade again, but he used the hold on her tail to pull her backwards against his loins. His snarl of pleasure echoed in her ears as she tossed her head back when the knot ripped into her passage again, bulging her cunny out wide as the ridges caught along her throbbing puffy walls.

He began to swell wider, he yanked back and her ass yanked with him, the knot swelling over and over, every beat soon had him working in rapid powerful jerks, hammering her against the stand as he loomed over her. His hot breath rushing along her ear tufts as he snarled low in his throat, her cries turning frantic as she tried to pull off, the knot making her seize up and her paws splay wide. Her toes spread open, claws curling out in pain as the cock tip shoved itself right along the abused dilated opening of her cervix. There was no escaping the drake, he had her, she could no more run away than she could have escaped the dragoness. Her feathers flattened down and she let out a final shriek, the sound bursting free of her throat in a loud rasp before the dragon pushed her down hard beneath his weight.

Her scream grew muffled as the cock began to twitch and quiver inside of her violated and broken body, the quivering twitches forcing up a hot thick stream that suddenly erupted out into her body in a streaming wave. The cum flooding the deepest part of her womb, rope after rope of it coating her, pushing the rich sperm deep into her formerly virginal body. Her sides laboring with each breath as his knot remained secured inside of her, keeping her in place while she felt the hot streams bubbling and coating her inner passage, backwashing even as they coated the eggs that had been put inside of her. She squeezed her eyes closed tightly, wheezing out as the dragon gave another rough grind, pushing his knot through her, another pulse flooded her as she choked out a weak sound of disgust. Used and broken.

"Rrrr once her cervix has closed and I am done, dragoness, I full intend on thanking you for this little hen.." The dragon growled above her head and Dothea opened her eyes ever so slightly to see the crimson female watching them both.

"Mmm I look forward to it. You are welcome to my little hen when you wish her as well. It is hardly fair to leave her wanting now that she has tasted what a dragon offers her." Aeloen gestured slightly and the drake gave a push forward that drew a whimper from Dotha's throat.

"Oh yes, I intend too." He murmured and a tongue slithered out to smear over her beak. "By the time I done with her she will crave nothing but a dragon beneath her tail and a belly full of his eggs."

It wasn't supposed to happen like this.. She thought, her eyes wide and terrified as the drake continued to empty himself into her freshly filled womb. What drake will want me now that I have been ruined by these creatures?

She had no answer, only the feel of her broken body and the press of a hot body against the line of her back. Even after the drake pulled away from her, there would be little chance she could take flight to get away. She was stuck here until she laid the damned eggs stuck inside of her.. And who knew how long that would be?