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It was a day like none other, the citizens of Warfang continued to rebuild and reconstruct their ruined homes as many creatures, ranging from moles to dragons, worked hand in hand to undo the damage of the war against the Dark Master.

Each creature served a purpose in reconstructing their damaged city. Some mole handled the planning and intricate details that would require precision with their small bodies, the dragons do most of the heavy lifting such as carrying concrete blocks and building scaffolding and other tools.

Amongst the creatures helping reconstruct Warfang were two of the renowned young adult dragons that saved the realm, Spyro and Cynder. For a dragon their age managing to stop an ancient-long terror, it was an understatement to call their feats impressive.

Rather than relax and bask upon the glory of praises, the two dragons helped rebuild the fallen city, much to the dismay of those around them. They did deserve it more than everyone to relax and let the burden of reconstructing the city to the citizens, but the purple dragon urged them that everyone did their part of the war, and that every being that fought against the darkness did an equal deed as his.

The citizens eventually shrugged it off as the purple dragon had made a very good point about working together in rebuilding Warfang rather than giving unnecessary praise upon a duo of dragons, as a healthy environment would fare far better for everyone as unity was one of the important values that keeps a creature's minds straight in time of conflict and rebuilding.

Still, they secretly gave them the praise that they deserved for saving the world in more than a way other than offering their help, as their acts went more beyond those simple gestures of kindness.

Both dragon and dragoness were best friends during their journey and eventually turned out to be lovers after the war. Not as surprising to mention when the creatures around the secret couple started giving each other a suggestive smile every time they got together, along with the dragon elders like Ignitus and Cyril smiling for having watched their progeny's future generations happy by themselves.

However, not everyone was pleased by the two heroes' efforts, specifically Cynder's.

As a former commander of Malefor's army and the so-called Terror of the Skies back in the old days, the black dragoness was receiving quite a mixture of unprecedented hate and disdain from some of the citizens of Warfang for her malicious past actions and evil doings that tarnished the peaceful lives that they used to live.

At one instance, she tried her hardest on rebuilding Warfang alongside Spyro only to end up receiving unfiltered hate from one of the mole citizens she asked for some tools to work and almost received physical assault, to which Spyro intervene and put a stop to everything.

There were some among the crowd that acknowledged her acts of good deeds by helping everyone on their home-lives, yet despite it all Cynder was still receiving unfair hatred from the rest.

Every second that passed by the realization of something big hit her like a tidal wave as she realized that there will forever be a shadow that was casted upon her no matter how hard she would try to move forward from her past.

And so, she decided to run away. In the morning of the third day, the dragoness woke up early in her and Spyro's tent; not a lavish one, but certainly more than comfy enough to sleep comfortably through the night, vanished without a single trace, leaving behind a note to Spyro about how she needed some space to help clear her mind.

The purple dragon felt guilty, and in doing so blamed himself for not standing up to his partner. He knew she was having trouble reconciling with herself about the bad deeds she had done as the former Terror of the Skies, but he always thought that she had it under control with how she always smiled at him, saying that things were fine.

In retrospect, he should have done more than that ever since the day a citizen decided to use physical assault on her the second, she tried to help them out of goodwill and guilt. Her smile, her replies of being okay, was apparently a cry for help, and as her only friend he should have done better.

"Oh Cynder... What have I done?" Spyro muttered as he shifted from his pile of pillows that laid scattered around the giant cushion that served as their bed. "I suppose I can only give her some space..." The purple dragon muttered, looking at the note with a sense of longing as he carefully tucked it away.

Deciding to voice the problem to the Guardians, the purple dragon made a determined expression to have things be sorted out before the dragoness' return. Hopefully, he and Cynder would have a proper long talk about how she felt amongst the other citizens of Wafang and help her get in terms with her past deeds.

If the others won't accept her, then damn them. He'll happily be always at her side. It's either her or the world, and by the name of the Ancestors, he'll gladly go against the world for her. And so, the purple dragon shook off the sleepiness that lingered after his long hours of sleep, getting ready for the day of another long work.

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Cynder walked through the forest underbrush with no direction in mind. With how heavy her thoughts were burdening her now, she felt like going anywhere was better than be berated for something she had done back in the inner walls of the city.

Spyro was a hero, and his work was far more appreciated than hers amongst the citizens. Their indifference and the things they used to call out for her behind her back were never kind. The dragoness knows that. She had done her share of atonement, but would all citizens accept and believe that? She'll never know.

A wave of sadness that rolled her entire being, a mix of anger and hate bubbling from deep within her mind as she can feel nothing but disgust at the prejudice against her. Cynder knew that the things she had done when being brainwashed by the Dark Master was unacceptable, but she had to try in reaching out to atonement somehow, right?

Alas, the dragoness tried but instead of the glory that Spyro received from the crowd, some of the citizens harbor hate for her that would forever linger no matter what she would do. So, she had decided to clear her mind before she had done something regretful, though in an informal manner after writing down the note she left behind, feeling somewhat already regretful of just suddenly leaving without so much as a hint as to where she would go.

The young dragoness needed space, that was true, but she could have at least left a more official note aside from the one she had left when Spyro woke up without her presence to his side, a heartbroken expression would undoubtedly appear in the morning of his partner's absence by his side when they shared the same tent. She almost found herself changing her mind when it came to suddenly leaving but ended up going still.

Walking through the endless underbush, the dragoness unintentionally stumbles upon an unfamiliar territory when she realized that the area, she was in was unfamiliar to her.

"Gosh darnit... Now where am I?" Noticing how enclosed the area she was in due to the trees being very massive and almost covered any source of light, the dragoness tried making use of what light she could see from the very small holes between the treetops as she walked blindly through the path.

She could have flown, but that would be stupid unless she wanted to crash into an unsuspecting tree.

Getting lost through her train of thoughts and now through a mysterious dark forest, things just couldn't get any better right? Cynder grunted in frustration as she kept on walking in a straight path, hoping to stumble upon a clearing at some point in her impromptu adventure, though to be frank this adventure was only meant to be nothing but a thinking strolls to help get her thoughts straight as her objective to clear her mind would still remain.

As if fate was playing tricks on her, the ground she walked underneath her let out a low rumble.

"W-Weh?" Before she could react, a huge sinkhole formed beneath her, and Cynder ended up falling towards the unknown.

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In the middle of her painful fall, the dragoness, by some stroke of luck, didn't land upon something rock solid but a green puddle as some of it splashed everywhere. The sound of her landing echoed throughout the cave, which was dimly lit due to a couple of glowing crystals that adorned the walls and ceiling.

She would have marveled upon the beauty of the area she was in, where it was not for her almost blacking out. Though, she was quick on the process on how she eventually recovered her consciousness despite the amount of pain she felt across her body from the fall.

"Ugh... Could this day get any worse?" Cynder grumbled with disdain.

After getting up from whatever puddle she landed in, the dragoness finally took in the full view of the area she found herself in. A very wide underground cavernous system that smelled odd in a way due to the greenish, somewhat gooey fluid she unintentionally bathed and splashed.

"Uh, gross?" Looking at her wings and seeing that she had them covered in the odd fluid, Cynder decided to shake some off before going straight to what matters.

With how deep she fell, she could barely make out the hole that she fell in as a speck of light shining from the opening of the hole only gave her the assumption that she had fallen very deep due to her inability to spot said hole. Not to mention that it was very narrow for her to properly fly above.

"Not many options then... I need to find a way back up." The dragoness sighed before her eyes caught up to something interesting in front of her.

A trail of the same green goop that managed to cushion her fall trailed towards another section of the cave. While it would be stupid to follow it, it would be best to go in a random direction and let fate decide her random course of action once more.

With nothing to lose, the black dragoness followed the trail to wherever it would lead her. It was at this point that her heavy thoughts about the discrimination about her being had left her mind due to the mysterious path in front of her. Hopefully whatever it's going to lead her would provide something useful to lead her back up.

After following a short trail towards another room filled with more of the green goo, Cynder spotted another trail, smaller than the first one but somehow looking still very suspicious, that led to an unsuspecting hole. If it weren't for her natural adaptiveness to the darkness, she wouldn't have found that hole as she crawled inside.

It must have been the boredom or the amount of stupid curiosity that dwelled inside her mind to allow herself to follow the trails to wherever it may lead.

After crawling for a short while, Cynder found herself exiting towards another area, except this time the room she ended up in was spacious enough for her to freely move through. The unfortunate thing was it seemed to be another area that looked like the previous ones before it.

What was different however, was more of the odd goop filled the ground where she walked on alongside a lot of odd-looking stone-like structures that somehow resembled eggs and cocoons. The green, fluid-like substance that covered each structure shined bright along with the help of the glowing crystals that adorned the thick stalagmites jutting towards the high rocky ceiling of the room she found herself.

Something that her trained eyes could spot were some very tiny shadows flying above the walls of the room, albeit there was no better light source for it to perfectly illuminate it.

"...bzzz..." A faint buzzing noise caught her attention, prompting her to inspect for whatever it was from the sound as Cynder shifted her eyes all around the room.

It wasn't that hard since there weren't many places to check other than some walls and some cocoons that littered the ground, some looking big while others appearing oddly smaller as some looked different for unknown reasons.

The buzzing sounds became stronger as it sounded it was originating towards somewhere below one of the cocoons to her left as Cynder lifted its bulk very easily.

Immediately, her senses were assaulted with the pungent smell of sex as the unmistakable sound of grunts and roars echoed through her ears. Her eyes widened, and she took a step back, almost blushing heavily as she seemed to have stumbled into a familiar creature's nest. Countless Grublins, that were the insect variant, were having a full-blown massive orgy. Some that looked to be a female of their kind laid tired yet satisfied on the goo-covered floor, it's belly unnaturally big while others kept thrusting through their respective partners.

The dragoness didn't know what to make out of this as the very first instinct she could have been to bail out from where she came from and left the grublins be. However, her eyes were locked towards a single male grublin's prehensile cock as it seemed to move on its own without the main body moving, thrusting in and out of a female grublin's vagina.

While she might be a young adult dragon, Cynder was still relatively new to the prospect of sex. Mating was, as seen from her viewpoint, a way to procreate life among dragons and thus viewed it as a very personal matter and something to be done between two dragons who committed to the point that they want to carry the egg or eggs. And seeing how grublins fuck without caring how it looked like and seemed to lack the proper mannerisms of something as significant as love.

'What does sex mean to these things?'

The black dragoness began wondering why on ancestor's great name do the insectoid grublins had a massive orgy going on. She learned from her experience fighting countless variants of grublins and the unnaturally long lecture that Volteer taught her was that these creatures were artificially created from the earthen soil by the Dark Master. There was no way these creatures had the inkling instinct to procreate and breed. They were supposed to be mindless creatures.

Yet looking at all the breeding activities before her seemed to tell a lot more than Volteer nor her experiences had taught her.

While she was busy with her thoughts, the grublins that were nearby had long sensed her presence, and immediately began to swarm towards her in a silent fashion. Despite their loud buzzing wings that seemed to echo across the cave, the black dragoness was deep within her own world of thinking that her mind failed to recognize what was about to come.

"Bzzz! BZZZZ!"

Cynder snapped out if her world as she sensed that she had been surrounded.

Immediately getting a defensive stance as years of fight instinct to combat the Dark Master's forces kicked in, she lashed her claws to ward off the grublins; only for her action to be futile as there were too many to fend off by her alone.

"What the! Get away from me!" The black dragon cried as she tried to flee from the swarm of horny insectoids. "I'm not even a part of your stupid kind! What gives?!" In retrospect, the dragoness should have left the premise before things would have gotten worse. These creatures mistakenly sensed her as their own kind due to the scent of grublin semen that permeated from her body as a result after landing on one of the puddles from earlier.

She was unsuspectingly led to the middle of the nest where more male grublins decided to swarm her, occasionally prodding and poking any part of her body just to sense where her hole of breeding would lie. It was at this point that she gave up on fending them off, only delaying the inevitable by covering her extremities with her tail.

A clever grublin however, guided by their instincts managed to pass through her blockade as it somehow managed to insert his prehensile dick into her pussy as Cynder's eyes popped wide open. The appendage that wiggled inside her accompanied by some short thrusts, was oddly pleasurable as she unwittingly let out a moan from the pleasure.

Hearing that, the grublins excitedly buzzed as some of them grunted in confirmation, having found her breeding hole as they began surrounding her one by one.

"W-Wait! No! I'm not a grublin!" The grublins paid her no heed as more and more of them began prodding her pussy. With a powerful quick kick from her hind legs, the grublin that had just inserted its prehensile dick was thrown away, hitting the wall as it fell to the ground with a loud thud; its prehensile cock twitched and throbbed as semen dripped from the tip, and the creature blacked out with its dick spurting the last of its fluids.

Unfortunately, a single knocked out grublin doesn't change the situation she was in too much as she was immediately swarmed again.

Cynder tried her hardest in trying to fend off the grublins with her paws, but they proved too nimble, and eventually she was overwhelmed by their numbers.

Walking blindly due to her vision being bombarded by these insectoids, she tripped on an unsuspecting rock and fell sideways, landing on the green puddle and causing a splash. Unfortunate for the dragoness, as she was once again covered by their sexual semen, reinvirogating their pheromones to her body and making her their prime target.

The grublins wasted no time as they pinned the dragoness down, her wings were pulled back and held up by some grublins, their bodies weight keeping her grounded. Cynder cried out as she struggled, but her strength was being drained, and the more she struggled, the harder the grublins gripped her.

Eventually, one of the grublins managed to successfully insert its prehensile cock into her pussy, and Cynder screamed at the penetration. The cock inside her began wiggling and thrashing as if it had a life of its own, and the dragoness writhed.

The grublin thrusting her was growling, and Cynder could only scream as the grublin began moving its body, fucking her like the bitch in heat she was.

"Get off of me you-AAAHHHH!" The black dragoness' words were cut short as another grublin had shoved its cock into her asshole, effectively silencing her as she could feel her guts getting rearranged.

Two grublins using her simultaneously, one breeding her womb, while the other went into her ass, the dragoness could do nothing but to moan and struggle under their weight, yet it proved futile as Cynder's strength had been sapped, and she knew that.

Out of desperation, the grublin in her asshole somehow managed to position its body upright as it pulled its hips back, slamming into her from above. Cynder cried as pain coursed through her nerves, only to be shortly followed by pleasure as the cock that wiggled and thrashed inside her was stimulating a sensitive spot inside. The grublin in her pussy had picked up its pace as well, sliding in and out of her vaginal canals.

"Stoooooopppp...!!"

The grublins weren't paying mind to her, too focused on emptying their cocks inside her orifices rather than pay any attention to her words that echoed across the cavern. Not that they even understood a thing she was saying. All they heard was the needy moand and groans of a dragoness that wanted to be bred like a cock-hungry whore.

"Ahh... Ahhh! Ahhh!" Her guttural moans and roars filled the cave as the grublins that were recklessly ravaging both her holes sped up to the point where she began to unconsciously hump back in return. The pleasure nerves inside her kept getting struck as waves of euphoria filled her mind, the thought of fleeing the area became an afterthought in mind.

Her maw was wide open, tongue rolled out dripping drool into the ground as she breathlessly took in the addictive musk that was coming from the grublin orgies. A single grublin tried to take advantage of her unused maw, but she quickly headbutted the critter away. She may be a lost cause from these debauched creatures, but she wouldn't want their foul penises in her muzzle. At least, not until she had a taste of a delicious dragon dick, specifically Spyro's...

The fact that she had thought of something lewd made her second guess herself on why she thought of such a thing. Afterall, mating wasn't supposed to be a lewd and vulgar thing, right? This grublin orgy, it was nothing but a beastial mating.

And yet, she found herself slowly sinking into the mesh of sin with each second, she spent on being fucked. Their aggressive thrusts, their lewd growls, the intoxicating scent, all of it mixed together created a potent cocktail that would certainly melt the minds of those who managed to inhale the air that reeked of pure debauchery, herself being one example.

Cynder kept bucking her hips, and despite the pain that came with getting fucked dry, the dragoness could slowly feel her vagina loosening. That seemed to make the grublin that were fucking her pussy went wild as it immediately raised its speed on breeding her in response to her subconscious acceptance in becoming a mate of their nest.

The question was, would she?

Her response was a cry to the heavens when the unmistakable quench of her pussy juices came crashing down like a tidal wave, coating the prehensile cock that was coiling deep inside her vagina, breaking through the tender folds that was her hymen, and immediately depositing a heft amount of sticky cum that sloshed through her insides, straight towards her egg-stretching womb.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!! Ahhgggg!" Her bestial roar was met with a growl of approval from the surrounding grublins, ensuring that her hole was filled to the brim with nutricious liquids for what was about to come inside her soft folds next. With a grunt, the insectoid creature behind her began moving erratically, a large round shape trailed from his base towards her pussy that was trying to slip itself through her snatch. Cynder was once again hit with the realization that these creatures would impregante her. She could feel her body filled with dread from such revelation yet found herself in giddiness of taking part of her first impregnation.

By the ancestors, what had gotten into her mind?

"Ah! Ahhh! W-Wait...!" Too late to back off. As soon as her pussy began to eagerly twitch against the prehensile cock, she could feel the egg passing through her womb and made its way towards her cervix. A soft bulge grew in her lower section as more eggs trailed behind, eager to stretch the black dragoness hole as a silent cry came from her maw, relishing in the eggs that kept on passing inside her vagina.

Two, then three eggs came towards her snatch. Five and finally seven. With her being a young adult dragon, one egg was the biggest she could bear but thankfully these grublin's eggs were relatively on the smallest side of sizes, not that it made a difference as her belly was bulging with the amount of eggs being inserted deep inside her.

"Hnn! Ggh!" Cynder whimpered as she had to bear through the stretch that went beyond her limits.

That wasn't the end of her treatment however, as the insectoid in her ass began spurting it's sticky juices inside her as Cynder instinctively bucked her hips towards her assailant.

"F-Fuck..." Biting through her maw to prevent another silent scream, the dragoness began to see stars across her vision as it too began depositing its unfertilized eggs inside her anal hole.

Eventually, the grublins removed herself from her holes, both of them falling to the cum-covered ground like a dead fly as she let out a sigh of relief. She fell to her side and immediately noticed how unnaturally big and messy her belly had become. If one would see her in a state like this, they would assume that she was gravid with eggs, which woudn't be a lie considering that she sired the eggs of the enemies she once fought before and during the war against Malefor.

"Ancestors... Why... haahhh. Is this the karma that you have prepared for me?" If she was seen like this, there was no way she could lie her way from the citizens, specifically those that despised her. Spyro would be suspicious about her, but he will protect her that's for sure, and the dragon elders would too, yet this will most probably be something she wouldn't have to tell the purple dragon herself in secret.

That was if she could even tell him herself.

"Hngg..." If she thought that things were over, then she was dead wrong.

A loud buzz from around her reminded the dragoness that she was in the middle of a full-blown orgy, however, instead of jumping into her like a wild animal in heat, the insectoids were looking at her intently, almost like they wanted her to present herself to them.

'D-Damn insects...' The dragoness thought as she couldn't believe they wanted her to submit willingly to them. To think they even harbored some kind of intellect to make her submit willingly to their cause.

As soon as Cynder had taken initiative and made to get up in a very sluggish manner, an unbearable sensation from deep within her vagina began sending pleasurable spark throughout her nervous system as she fell back on the ground with a whimper. It's as if something was eager for the dragoness to breed further. The grublins took her noises of weakness as an answer as they began to slowly crowd around their newly proclaimed broodmother.

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(A few hours later...)

The dragoness was a heaping pile of mess as she was covered from head to toe with the creatures' sexual fluids, making her truly one of their own as her holes were filled to the brim of eggs. She had lost all meaning of perception, even what was real or not as she gladly took in whatever was given towards her.

Cynder had become addicted to the creature's dicks and was eagerly invited to become the next broodmother amongst the grublin population that was constantly growing.

Even now that the grublins finally let go of her body, the black dragoness remained lying down on the goo-covered floor with her mind deep in pleasure from the endless fuck she went through for God knows how long as she took deep breathes from the effort of taking in whatever the insect-like creatures had given her.

She may be a dragoness incapable of hatching their young, but that would prove to change in the future should her body change to adapt due to their sexual fluids that continued to get absorbed by her fleshy interior walls.

A stirring on her loins jolted her awake as a groan left her relatively clean muzzle. While laying on her back, the dragoness made an effort to look what was happening right at her crotch area.Immediately, an audible groan alerted the nearby grublins who were no more included in the orgy came rushing to their newly appointed broodmother, scurrying to her hind legs as they began licking furiously at her snatch.

With a scream, the dragoness instinctively pushed whatever it was that decided to come out as a black, oblong shaped object slithered out.

"W-Wha... Is this?" Cynder stared at the thing before it cracked open in the middle, revealing a familiar bug that tried to crawl out the shell that was once a safe haven to it. Her womb made a twitch as she suddenly felt unbearably hot all over. The feeling of pain turned into pleasure and euphoric bliss.

'The eggs... This... this was...!'

Another scream tore her throat as the egg laying continued, only this time, it was accompanied by a projectile of vaginal fluids that came gushing towards one the grublin's face.

Without a doubt, the dragoness had been reducded to nothing but a way for these species to propagate, not like she minded, as evidenced by how eager the newly hatched grublins latched into her fleshy loins covered in tasty liquid. She happily took them all in her mind filled with nothing but lust as they eagerly drank with vigor.

Cynder let out a smile filled with delirium from the act of witnessing what she had borne in a manner that only dragons would consider worthy. In an indifference manner, the grublin that eagerly devoured the leaking liquids from the black dragoness pussy stared intently at her blissed filled expression, its beady compound eyes reflecting her delirious grin of lustful lecherousness.

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(The Next Day...)

Spyro paced at the arches of the gate with a worried look. He had been waiting patiently for Cynder since yesterday, but since she hadn't returned, it had gotten to the point where he became very worried for her. He knew that she was strong, but that doesn't mean she was invincible.

"Just where is she...?" The purple dragon muttered.

"Oh dear, are you still waiting here Spyro?" A gray female dragon with a white underbelly and golden horns came suddenly as the purple hero turned to look at the dragoness with a restless expression.

“I'm sorry, Fray. I'm just worried about Cynder…"

A silent 'tsk' came out of the female's muzzle.

“Well, should you be worried about her though? This is Cynder we are talking about." Fray said in a reassuring tone. “And besides, I'm sure she'll be fine. She is your partner after all."

'For now~'

The purple dragon looked down, feeling somewhat unsettled with how things were going. He hoped that whatever his precious partner was doing right now had made her fare better than the way she was acting yesterday.

But still…

“Looks, if Cynder doesn't return till sundown, why don't we ask help from the guardians and have them join us on the search, huh? What do you say?" The dragoness made a bold move by invading the vulnerable purple dragon's personal space as she nuzzled her ear.

“In the meantime, why don't I show you a good time while she is away~? I promise, it'll make you feel good by the time I am done with you~"

Without noticing the subtle context of her words, the purple dragon nodded solemnly as she let him take over his vulnerable state and took advantage over his feelings. Suffice to say, the dragoness had been trying to capture the purple hero ever since day one of saving the world, but the black dragoness' presence made it impossible to penetrate their shield.

However, with her out of the picture, Fray had a chance to take what she thought was rightfully hers, and she'll do anything to have it.

Even if it means lying to the dragon he admired and had a crush on all over.

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Cynder gurgled upon the prehensile cock that was in her maw. Each slurp of its wonderful nectar was savored by the dragoness, her tongue eagerly lathering the moving phallus all around, seeking for nothing but it's lovely liquids that promised another amount of egg-filled semen inside her greedy holes that had become used to breeding at this point. She eagerly gulped it all down to the last drop that erupted from its base.

The grublin that took part of such an act coiled its appendage tightly against the dragon's muzzle as she choked and let out a whimper that sent pleasing shivers into the insectoid's cock. The bulky and fertile body of Cynder heaved slightly, her egg-stretching bulge rippled as she sensed one of the little creatures coiled around her vagina began inching deeper inside in response to their mother's moans.

Another cock plopped deep into the black dragoness' willing muzzle, the insectoid above her making a small grunt of approval before letting her throat become a dumpster of another serving of bug semen in a form of egg-filled balls of life. The black dragoness couldn't make a response from the situation that became apparent around her that left nothing to the imagination. She was simply reduced to a bukkake-covered female grublin eager for these beings to impregnate her further.

'Breeding... More...' Cynder thought as nothing, but an addiction inbreeding filled her lust-riddled mind; for she had realized her current place as the unofficial broodmother of grublins deep in a hidden cave she couldn't seem to find her way to due to how her scent began to linger.

Said place became a hive as the dragoness was in the center. A symbolism of her position towards a breed of bugs that had begun to develop themselves in the days they had claimed this black-coloured female as their own.

Truly, an unfortunate situation she had landed herself in. If she had gone with her rational mind and solved the issue back then with her partner, things could've been different, but unfortunately fate had already decreed to let this outcome become reality as her addicting mating became insatiable, now stuck forever as nothing but a broodmother for this hidden cave colony.

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The End~?