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Fear. Fight for survival. Run.

A slender deer's hooves pound the ground, racing through the woods in a panic. The forest is alive with sounds, but the deer can't find any hiding place, trying to outrun the winged predator. It leaps over a boulder, its hooves scrabbling as it nearly loses its balance, and the creature's heart pounds wildly, knowing its doom is fast approaching. It can feel the dragon's hot breath on the back of its neck, smell the smoky scent, and the heat from the wings blasting down from above, sending leaves and sticks swirling into a frenzy. It doesn't dare look back.

Its muscles scream as it puts on a burst of speed, the forest whirling past in a blur, and it's just a matter of time before the deer's lungs begin to burn. It has to stop and take a chance, and when the next clearing opens up, it darts to the right, the sudden change in direction causing the dragon's claws to rip through the air and narrowly miss the buck.

The dragon roars and dives after it, snapping at its heaving flank, and the buck kicks with its rear hoof, striking the creature's nose, the sharp edges drawing blood. Its cry is filled with fury, and it lunges again, but the prey jumps towards denser parts of the forest, and the scrub is too narrow for the predator's body. It swerves, missing the fleeing animal, and roars its frustration. But the dragon isn't the only one who's watching. Two pairs of squinted eyes peer from the shadows, following the deer as it bolts past, and they grin.

"You'll get it next time, oh mighty beast!"

"Yeah, it was close. I bet you would have gotten it if it wasn't for your bad luck."

Two foxes step out of their cover, their bodies covered in rusty red fur, and they giggle as the dragon turns and snaps at them, missing by a wide margin. Amar jumps to the left, and Advait dodges to the right, both laughing. Dragoness wasn't amused at all by their antics. She felt humiliated, her cheeks red, and the scales of her chest and face had a deep purple color. She was furious and embarrassed. Her wings spread and her lips pulled back, exposing her sharp teeth. The foxes were unfazed by her threatening display.

"Don't step any closer or I'll eat you both. This isn't a game, you stupid mammals. And how it's possible that you both learned how to communicate?"

The dragon's voice was loud and rough; her growl sent a chill down their spines. But none of the foxes walked away. Instead, Amar stepped forward, a smile on his face. His tongue lolled out as he panted, and he wagged his tail. He was excited. His eyes darted towards her thick, powerful tail and he imagined worshipping it. He wanted to rub his face against the soft scales, smell her feminine musk, and lick her until she was satisfied.

"Well... we just do. It's a spirit thing. Anyway, we're Amar and Advait. What about you?"

"I'm Rachissa, and you don't want to mess with me, because I won't hesitate to end you both."

"We're not afraid of you, oh mighty one."

Amar laughed, and then the dragon snarled, and the two foxes ducked. Her snout was inches from their heads, and her warm, moist breath tickled their ears. But they didn't move. When her jaws closed, the sound echoed, and the foxes shivered. Amar felt his heart race. He didn't want to die, but he couldn't help himself. She was so close, and he wanted to touch her. His paws trembled, and his knees felt weak. Advait and Amar exchanged glances. They couldn't read her thoughts, but her aura was filled with fear, anger, and anxiety. She was scared, and her heart was beating so fast, that her breath quickened. The foxes were puzzled. The dragon had shown no fear, and yet, she was shaking, and her scales were turning pale.

"Hey, relax. We're not going to hurt you. We just want to help."

Advait's voice was soothing, and the dragon slowly calmed down. The foxes glanced at each other for another time, before slowly approaching the massive dragon. Her nostrils flared, and she exhaled, sending a gust of hot air over them. Her wings flapped, and her tail thumped the ground, stirring the leaves. They knew that their actions would have consequences, but they were not worried. The dragon got angry, and they were determined to prove to her that they were not her enemies.

The presence of the dragon awakened a thousand different sensations inside him. Like the first thunderstorm during a summer night, everything had exploded at once: all of his senses suddenly became alive, his mind filling with vivid colors and sounds. Then the pain had come, tearing him open and shredding him into an irreparable mess, only to weave it back together with an iridescent thread of golden filaments, whose sole purpose was to drag him towards this massive creature.

"You had excellent tactics back then, you know? We watched you hunt and it was quite impressive. Your movements were smooth, and you were focused on your prey. You were graceful and elegant."

The dragon's chest swelled with pride. She was used to hearing compliments, and her confidence slowly returned. Amar's voice was full of awe, and she couldn't help but smile. She liked the fact that the foxes admired her. Her scales shone in the light, and her scales rippled. But Amar wanted to admire more than her skills, focusing on the dragon's body instead. Both foxes circled her, admiring every nook and cranny.

"That was nothing. I could have caught the deer if I wasn't distracted."

"You were amazing! Your tail was magnificent, and your wings were like huge fans. You're beautiful and strong, and I want to see more."

Amar and Advait stood on their hind legs, their front paws reaching out. The dragon looked down at them, her tail swaying slightly, and she lowered her head, letting them pet her snout. They were gentle and warm, and her eyelids drooped. Amar and Advait giggled, and they rubbed her chin and cheeks. Their fur tickled her before she huffed.

"You're such a good girl. So pretty and strong. Such a lovely lady. And what a perfect rear you have."

Amar's tail wagged as he rubbed the dragon's butt, and he grinned, his mouth hanging open. She blushed and shifted her weight, her hips rolling and her tail lifting just slightly above the ground, but that wasn't nearly enough for them to see what was underneath.

"And what a cute tail! It's so big and beautiful. Can we have a look?"

Rachissa growled, and her tail slapped the ground, leaving a small crater. Amar and Advait took a few steps back, and her expression softened. The dragon sighed and turned, showing her rear. The foxes gasped and licked their chops. Her butt was plump and firm, and her hips were wide and powerful.

"How's that, you pest? Happy now?"

"Yes... it's a very nice, oh mighty one. Thank you."

Amar and Advait nodded, and Rachissa grumbled, her cheeks flushed, but the foxes didn't seem to notice her embarrassment. They sat before her and bowed, and her scales darkened with each passing second. A single bead of sweat trickled down her brow, and the dragon grimaced. But they wanted to see more.

"Yeah... Sorry, we couldn't help ourselves. But you look so good."

Rachissa rolled her eyes. It wasn't the first time that people found her attractive, but it was the first time that someone stared at her this way. To have their eyes drawn to a part of her body that no one had seen, and to have them desire her, was uncomfortable and yet strangely exciting. She moved her entire tail from side to side. It was strange and oddly enticing to see them react to her movements.

"You little brats are shameless."

They got a tiny glimpse of her slit or rather a part of the draconic labia. Not enough to be satisfied, but it was a moment of promise for something beautiful. She needed something much more to become even slightly aroused, but foxes had a different method. Without any shame. Lust. Hunger. Passion. There were things inside her subconscious that had been suppressed. Things that had never had a chance to come into being and her need had kept their demands secret. But it was becoming clear that those desires were not to remain dormant. The dragon's nose twitched, and the tips of her fangs peeked out. Amar's and Advait's hackles were raised and their claws were extended.

Both vulpines sneaked closer to her tail, its owner swiping it harder as if she somehow wanted them to take a better look. But the spasms that her big draconian rump did were incredible. It was bulky, shaped perfectly, and the most intimidating way that you could show off your dominance. And judging from how long the vaginal flesh was, it was incredibly big.

The male foxes held her limb out, and she allowed them to. This was getting ridiculous. Nobody ever touched her limbs, and the scent of the foxes only made the situation worse. She growled again, the heat rising from her chest and throat, making her feel more ashamed. The foxes watched as her body heated up and her wetness increased. The scent of her arousal filled the air, and the foxes began to pant, their tails wagging furiously. Rachisa's eyes darted between the foxes. They were acting strange, their eyes locked on her exposed sex, and her nostrils flared. Was she getting horny from her or... was she about to attack them both? Yes, an intelligent predator, but not one they could trust.

"Did you just get a whiff of my scent?"

The two foxes were now circling her. She could turn her neck around, just so, and she could bite. But her wings were cramped and her legs were bound. Still, she puffed herself up, stretching her neck out. Surely, they wouldn't try anything. But a quiver crept down her spine, her skin prickling, and her head snapped to the side, her teeth snapping at Amar.

"You're divine. Please, show us more, our queen..."

Amar kissed her tail while Advait caressed her nether region. This time the dragon felt excited. Amar stuck his tongue out, licking her tail and blowing a raspberry. She almost giggled, almost. But that only made her tense, her thighs tensing. Yet, that didn't stop her slit from tightening. Maybe that was how Vulpine males behaved? That was the only answer that she had.

"I-If you both earn it. But now, you'll only receive a small reward."

The dragoness felt her chest tighten, her scales burning. Foxes could smell arousal... Just how hungry would she become for their scents? And their touch? The anticipation was building, and her wings jolted. One last chance. One... her mind was conflicted. On one hand, she could warn them that she could lose control and lash out. But on the other, there was a craving for them to overpower her, to expose her weakness, and force her to surrender. She eventually sighed, slowly opening her legs. The massive lips were parted, her inner folds glistening and inviting. Her cunt was begging to be worshipped for eternity. It could easily fit an entire fox if not both of them at the same time. Its black hole seemed impossibly deep.

"Thank you."

Amar managed despite his difficulties in articulating. The simple contact of his trembling body against the dragons was enough to intoxicate him. Each muscle, whether the ones in his chest, back, or thigh, contracted to increase the contact area. An instinctive and primordial impulse. He must hold onto her. His face, which had lost its usual lively and smiling air, gave her a hint of suffering. It was already an ordeal to struggle against his emotions, but to have to control himself physically was even worse. His heart hammered in his chest, and his whiskers quivered.

It was just too much.

The presence of the dragon awakened a thousand different sensations inside him. Like the first thunderstorm during a summer night, everything had exploded at once: all of his senses suddenly became alive, his mind filling with vivid colors and sounds. Then the pain had come, tearing him open and shredding him into an irreparable mess, only to weave it back together with an iridescent thread of golden filaments, whose sole purpose was to drag him towards this massive creature. A heavy feeling gripped his guts, as her hands climbed his ribs, all the way up to his shoulder blades, grabbing his shoulders and helping him lift himself higher.

To gaze into her eyes, he needed to rise on his tiptoes, and as soon as he achieved his goal, he started sweating profusely. The view, as pleasant as it could have been, had brought him back to his senses and made him painfully aware of the situation. There was a creature twenty times his size, yet he could only marvel at her beauty. Maybe it was foolish, but his brain was adamant: He had to surrender to her.

As if mocking his anxiety, his body was obeying only one order: He had to make sure that he was glued to her belly, his nose nuzzling the soft scales, and his mouth occasionally closing around one, sucking to savor the flavor. The sensation went straight to his groin, a sudden urge rising in the pit of his stomach, and Amar jumped. For a split second, he considered the possibility to panic, as all his nerves screamed, realizing they were completely free of contact.

"Amar? Snap out of it." Advait shook him gently. The first fox shook his head, knowing well that dragoness probably waited for their next move, her breathing ragged and her muscles sore from the effort.

"I'm fine... I think I need some help though." He pointed toward her cunt. "Mind giving me a boost?"

The other fox nodded, approaching the massive cunt, and the smell assaulted his nostrils, along with the musky odor coming from behind. In just a moment, the tension passed, and Advait knew he would have to fight against something much stronger. His instincts were kicking in, his body demanding he do his best to service the dragon. The dragon smelled the fox as he inspected her pussy. Her heat wasn't violent, merely painful, but it was as if a hot iron rod had stuck itself deep inside her lower regions. She had never expected anything like this to happen, and when she realized it, it had already begun.

The slit itself looked just like what was expected from the dragon anatomy. Vast, fleshy, and looking delicious for his eyes. At the very bottom, the thin opening was barely visible. Amar and Advait moaned simultaneously and watched the reptile moan. The fluids dripped down her slit, revealing the red and pinkish folds, slick and moist. Heat burned in the foxes' loins, a rush that started between their legs. The scent made their muzzles water and mouths wet with the thought of stuffing their faces inside. The fox finally spread those lips, wanting to see what's exactly inside.

Her sexual equipment was in prime condition, and her bulbous clit was erect and aching. Despite its initial resistance, her labia had succumbed to the pressure of his sniffing snout. And each time he tried to pull away, his member strained, pushing forward to rub against the large scale, like two fingers pinching a thick human palm, and the membrane had slowly opened. Every inch gained left her quivering. Her G-spot was swollen and pulsating, making her moan and writhe in pleasure. As he kept forcing the thick walls open, they tried to resist, gripping him hard enough to intensify the sensations, and she fell forward, her claws digging into the soil.

"Come on you coward. Don't you dare stop now?"

Her amber eyes widened, her breath grew heavier, and her belly buckled. Advait grinned, finally seeing the source of all her distress. Under the shiny black flesh, there was a pink sac, its rough surface glistening with her juices. The vulpine chuckled, poking his tongue out and licking the tip of her clit. At her rear, his counterpart was busy preparing himself. Fortunately, foxes aren't very difficult creatures, and their bodies adapt rather easily, allowing them to fully accommodate him after a few minutes of foreplay. After a last squeeze on his tail base, he arched his back, glancing back to witness him spread her tail cheeks apart. A dark eye was peering at him, as a strange squishy tongue wriggled between her rear lips, and the fox shuddered.

"If you break that one... I will tell on you."

Despite his words, Amar had a smug smile painted on his muzzle. He knew the dragon couldn't stand him. Still, his friend was intrigued. No matter how high her frustration reached, the dragon would still answer him honestly. Perhaps the stress was less enjoyable for her, or maybe his partner was more skilled than he let the dragon believe. Yet, the dragon still looked to him for approval. Such a docile and sweet temperament could either lead to a calm encounter or get intense, and the poor giant woman would do nothing but beg to have her brains fucked out. There was a certain appeal to what she proposed.

The massive, meaty pearl bumped the ceiling of her vagina, triggering several smaller orgasms. Those barely took her by surprise, since the stimulation had continued, but a sudden flare went off inside her clit, radiating throughout the entire organ and turning her core into a molten pool of pleasure. Her inner channel opened, and her climax burst through. The flow was relentless, pressing against the black wall blocking its passage.

Now the dragon was grunting, her hips shivering, and her eyes narrowing. The warmth was settling down, and her tail dropped, nearly sending the poor Advait and Amar rolling backward. However, these vulpines were trained professionals. They had helped many a stressed dragoness back then, and there was no real danger in store for them. Advait was just trying his best, placing his paws under the stretched flaps to keep them open, holding his tail as the fox kept licking. Despite his enthusiasm, he would give her ass a thorough work-over later. For the moment, the poor dragon couldn't support herself. He gave her slit a last lick, before biting her right outer lip, tugging down a few inches. His mate reacted, sticking his head against the hole and blowing, watching her cunny quiver. Rachissa couldn't grasp her orgasm. Not because the vulpines failed her, and no, it was too late to avert this, and now she was quite happy about it.

"Need some help," Amar told the other partner, eventually grasping the left labia, spreading it, and huffing through his teeth. Advait held the other wet curtain, his paws sticky and his chest burning. His cock was fully exposed and throbbing madly, drops of pre-joining the slick on the floor, and his back legs quivered. He saw an opening, and lunged, stuffing himself as far into the tight tunnel as possible, but the dragon froze, stiff and numb. Both foxes exposed her entrance to the world, but what they were supposed to do next?

"Look at it, Advait."

Amar exclaimed, pointing toward the beautiful jewel bobbing above their heads. This thing was the size of a fist and covered in slime, and the tiny hole below leaked a whitish substance. It was bulging and looked frighteningly fragile. Rachissa's reaction was natural, so obvious they almost missed it. One fox rubbed the back of his hand on his snout, his smile so wide he could have curled it upwards. The fox licked it out of sheer curiosity. Once again, the gigantic beast faltered, shaking her rump and producing a rumble in the cave. Her tail swished from side to side, knocking down several rocks, and hitting a stalactite, shattering it. A blast of her steam, scalding the face of her companions, and a yelp in the darkness. The foxes backed away, just a fraction of a second, and the dragon whimpered.

"M-more..."

"Of course, Rachs. Everything for you!"

Both friends kept pleasuring her pussy, making sure to not abandon any part, kissing each set of labia and of course that gigantic nub. They managed to hold the tail away to enjoy the show. Thankfully, both had experimented with mating long ago or else, her rear would have finished them much earlier.

"Hngh... ahh...." The dragon seemed oblivious to their presence, and if not, she would be furious. Strictly speaking, she was angry, having two deformed rats attached to her cunt, a pair of invaders attempting to extract themselves. Or rather, one was eager, while the other had no apparent intention to take a step. Advait held her clit with his paws, preventing her to reach her climax, and Rachissa grew desperate. Her cunny hurt so much. It had stopped its flowing, but it was stiff and ready. Before such a display of decisiveness, the other fox did what he had to. Raising his leg, and extending it to almost full length, his snout was allowed one quick inspection of the dragon's behind. The whole procedure would demand concentration if he didn't want to tear those lips more than needed. Plus, every wrong movement could cause him unspeakable pain. His gaze fell upon the scaled butt, fur disappearing under her mons. Most likely the end of the back of his legs, leading his eyes toward the plump ass, as perfect as can be.

Then, he decided. He had spent too much time looking, and the sounds beneath him weren't helping. If he didn't act, someone else would steal his fun.

"Take it slowly."

The fox chanted to his body, his rear swelling, and his penis slipping between the scales, finding a crevice into the wink-covered rim, and landing in the soft and lubricated walls. It barely did anything because of its size compared to the black cavern, and he felt ashamed of his small male body. Still, he pushed, jumping on the ground, the walls cringing his body, embracing and loving him, and he thought he was in the right place. He put his front paws on the leathery scales, pressing and clinging until his hips met her flesh, and the other tried his best.

"Wait for me, buddy... Ahh... Damn it."

A slight hesitation. The dragon moaned once more. She didn't need him, or anyone to stimulate her. It could have been worse, thinking that his effort would all prove useless and that she didn't even need him in the first place. And yet, he climbed, pushing his rigid boner against the squelching flesh, his cock head breaching the soft pelvis, and going in. Foxes aren't as massive as other canids, unless you count the Feral, and his members wouldn't have the same impressive girth. But the shape. Oh, how interesting a simple body can be.

That was the best-fitting solution. "The best part is over, friend. Your turn."

He would never have imagined doing this, but now, his mind changed. What was the purpose of living if not for her? Why care about another companion when she existed? Whoever she may be. As if time slowed down, he lifted himself onto his two back paws, and reached for her vagina, moving backward, rubbing his nuzzle against the clit.

As soon as her swollen rod touched the engorged barbules, a powerful spasm made her body jump. She had feared for her life, but the pleasure left her trembling, her muscles pulling the fox closer. An eternity passed while Rachissa could not speak. She didn't dare to, the burning fire threatening to blind her, and her muscles tightened further, the fox's frame crushed inside her swollen walls. Then, the pressure became unbearable, a single word making her fall.

"Inside,"

Time seemed to expand, her thoughts slow to form and weak to linger.

"Ahh.. Pleaaaaaaaseeee.."

One of the foxes, she could not decide if the one behind her or the one ahead suddenly moved. Deep within, his tongue laved the soft piece of flesh covering her cunt, drawing on it harder than ever before, his muzzle making her shudder as the warmth spread through her lower half. So desperate. Her forelegs shot straight up, her chest and throat widening. A roar broke past her parted jaws, making the stones crack.

Finally, there was rest. A thin white substance spilled from her forehead and slid down her brow. Finally free.

However, her consciousness had broken free before her body. One fox's flesh sagged against the now stretched wall, and the other's had loosened her deflated clitoris. Something was tickling her below her chin. A small paw rested on her massive left leg. Once her eyes focused, the tiny silhouette emerged from the stone and pewter shades, and Rachissa discovered it was a fox who caressed her. He was leaning on her forelimb, placing his ear in contact with her heart. Though the surface was rough to her lover, only his paw in proximity to the hard skin, there was peace, his soul calmed, and Rachissa's presence soothed him. Soon, the dragon started purring and basking in a light beam.

"You're gorgeous..." Amar whispered, his breath ragged.