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Jase packed his bag, he had been groomed for years as the successor to the trader, Luc and he was excited to travel beyond the Villiage’s borders, having always dreamed of it.

“Easy there Jase!” The trader said, seeing Jase had packed everything he owned onto the cart. “Pack lightly, you’ll be back here in time, Young’un.” He chuckled as he helped the younger man re-pack his belongings. Jase tried to not stare at the silver scales that grew up along the Trader’s neck and arms that marked him as one blessed by the forest lord.

“Sorry, master!” Jase grinned, his eagerness plain.

“Remember, you never know when you will have to carry what you own, Carts don’t last forever.” The elder said, putting Jase’s much reduced sack onto the cart. “Normally you would have to watch for bandits too, but my route is protected by the forest lord.”

“I can’t wait to meet her, is she as beautiful as the stories say?” Jase asked as the team of ponies strained against their harnesses, and the cart moved forwards.

“More so,” Luc said to the accompaniment of the ponies' hooves on the dirt of the road, and the creaks and rattles of the cart and its contents as they left the village, and passed into the farmlands surrounding it.

Jase listened in as Trader Luc taught him more of the imperial language spoken on the other side of the forest. “You learn quickly, Jase.” The elder said as he tousled the hair of the younger man.

“Hey!” Jase said as Luc laughed as they entered the forest properly. A verdant tunnel awaited them as it felt like even the cart became quieter.

“Master, do we have to worry about fallen logs and such on this road? It seems kind of narrow.” Jase asked.

“Rarely, it’s part of the toll that the Lord of the forest asks of travelers that she and her children manage this road. However, unless you pay the toll, you may be attacked. So don’t wander off into the woods, young Jase, the Lord has manners, but the young lords may not be as kind when it comes to the toll.”

Jase as young men often do, had selective hearing, his brain drenched in wanderlust and awe. That night, after putting feed bags on the ponies, and tying them up, Jase waited until his elder fell asleep before sneaking off into the woods to gather mushrooms and acorns. The sheep jerky Luc had brought was hardly better than the oats fed to the ponies.

Jase all of a sudden felt his hairs rise on his arms, the feeling of not being alone in a dark forest intensified as he looked around. He took his bag, and started towards the campsite as a feminine, yet inhuman voice spoke from the mists. “Time to pay the toll.” It said as Jase dropped the bag and ran. He got approximately 4 steps into that flight when his feet were swept out from under him. He rolled, frantically trying to get onto his feet before being pinned.

He was horrified as the reptile towered over him. “Toll?” Jase whimpered.

The Dragon brought its head next to Jase’s “Indeed, morsel. Though I could just eat you and be done with you, Mother would be cross if I did so.” It rumbled.

“Y-You have a mother?” Jase asked, trying to keep the creature’s thoughts away from eating him.

“All things have a mother, mine is just the one who rules the forest.” It waved a claw among the trees as if to show off the wilderness.

“I didn’t have a mother, Trader Luc brought me to the village after I was abandoned.” Jase said and was surprised to hear a deep throaty purr as the weight was taken off of him.

“You must pay the toll, but know this, you will be my family from now on.” The dragon said.

“You mean it?” Jase said.

“You have the word of L’thranil, do not doubt me.” It said, purring more deeply.

“I don’t doubt you, my name is Jase.” Jase introduced himself softly to the dragoness, forgetting his prior anxiety, hugging the muzzle of the princess of the forest.

The tail of the beast that had knocked Jase off his feet moments earlier now helped return the hug by enveloping him in a hug that a snake would be proud of. They held each other for minutes before the princess sighed. “Time to pay the toll.”

Jase patted L’thranil’s muzzle as the tail repositioned itself around his legs alone. “It’s OK, I need to do this to become a traveling merchant once Luc retires anyway, it’s why the village raised me. You might say we have been betrothed since I was born.” The young man said, soft tears falling from his chin.

Jase felt the soft tongue of the beast taste his tears. “Don’t cry, this will be good for both of us then.” The dragon said, coiling her torso around Jase, who nodded. Jase touched the torso of the dragon, who purred loudly as Jase explored its body until he felt the tail bring his hand onto a particular spot which caused her to purr even louder.

“I’d advise you to take off your clothes, you won’t be needing them for a while I think.” The dragon said as the young man stripped. She gave him a lick here and there as he disrobed, feeling awkward as the coolness of the night air raised gooseflesh on his skin as his teeth started to chatter. L’thranil’s body relaxed the pocket that Jase would be staying in as he disrobed. Jase was all too ready to do so as he tied his clothes into a bundle, now completely naked. “I’m ready, L’thranil”

“As am I, let the toll be paid then!” She said, picking up Jase, and guiding his legs into her pocket which was blessedly warm. The pocket had sheathes for his arms and legs, spreading his legs apart slightly as he entered her delightfully warm pouch, her tail guided his arms into sheathes leaving them in a raised position above his head, and felt the pouch contract around him once everything was in their proper places, leaving only his head, ass and cock exposed. Soon he found he couldn’t move at all below his chin, cocooned snugly in the dragon’s pouch as he felt a sting on the inside of his thigh as the dragoness sighed in pleasure. “It has begun” she said to mark the occasion before giving Jase’s head a lick.

“Might as well rest, my Prince, the Toll takes a while to be paid in full.” The dragoness said, getting back onto her feet, leaving Jase a view of the forest floor below her belly. He felt drowsy, but was kept awake by the sensation of L’thranil’s body moving as she trotted through the Forest. The tight cords of her muscles contrasted with the soft snugness of the pouch’s soft scales, and he could feel the barb in his thigh pulse occasionally, pumping something into him. He smelt the campfire he had abandoned before he saw its light as the dragoness entered their camp.

He noted L’thranil depositing his clothes bundle and sack of food into the cart. Luc was nowhere to be seen, but a fat Kobold was there in his place. Jase was not looking forward to his master’s reaction to his disobedience, but was concerned that he was gone.

“L’thranil, do you know where Trader Luc is?” He asked of the dragoness.

“Want to find him?” She asked, a bit of mirth in her voice.

“If you say he’s OK, I’ll believe you, but seeing he’s OK is better than being told. And thanks for bringing my stuff too.” Jase said.

“You are family now, it’s what’s right. Plus, I carry you, so making you happy is my pleasure.” L’thranil said, trotting off around the corner away from the ponies before unfurling her wings. Jase could barely see her wingtips from his face down position, but could feel her strength as L’thranil crouched causing his body to also bend slightly to accommodate the motion before leaping into the air as Jase tried to fight off the panic he felt as the ground fell away under him as L’thranil’s wings beat strongly.

“There they are!” L’thranil said, climbing above the mist, wings pumping as she gained altitude.

The silver dragoness shone in the moonlight as L’thranil climbed over her altitude, Jase could tell she was half again larger than his own dragoness. But as they circled and roared at each other in delight, Jase got glimpses of his master similarly in the silver dragoness’s pouch. At the junction of Luc’s legs he could see a tube extending from the silver queen’s ass, connecting her to Luc as they flew.

L’thranil’s pectorals and rib cage blocked the worst of the wind, allowing him to enjoy the flight, unsure when or if L’thranil was going to use him in the same way as Luc was. He was at the same time nervous and turned on seeing his master fucking among the clouds, punctuated by roars of pleasure from his silver lover. But all things must come to an end eventually, and the pair of dragons and their passengers spiraled down, causing Jase to feel a bit of panic as the ground suddenly became quite close very rapidly as the dragons flared their wings and landed. Jase all of a sudden missed the previous view, now limited to seeing only the ground below L’thranil once again. He could hear the scrape of scales on one another as the dragonesses greeted like the family they were. The pair entered the nest, cuddling, and allowing Jase to see Luc in doing so, as the dragonesses fell asleep on their sides. Jase could also see why his master wore a trench coat, as his tail also was exposed from the silver one’s pocket from its rear orifice.

Jase waited for his master to say something, but the older man remained silent after his mating.

“Master, you OK?” Jase said quietly to avoid awakening the dragons.

Luc opened his eyes, looking at his junior “Very OK, The Lord of the forest was very productive this flight.” He said, his tail wagging like a happy puppy, his scales rasping happily along the dragness’s groin scales.

I waited longer, as Master Luc’s tail went back to a resting position for him to spill what my future held, but was shocked when he started snoring. I cursed softly as I felt a dose of my dragon’s love injected into my thigh before I too fell asleep to the sound of dragons sleeping.

I awoke to find the Silver dragoness had gone, leaving me alone with L’thranil once again. It didn’t help at all that I felt the pain of needing to go, thinking that I didn’t want to mar my host’s scales in doing so. “L’thranil you awake?” I asked her. Not getting an answer I said rather more loudly “Wake Up!” Which seemed to work, a bit too well as she rolled over onto her belly, introducing me into the floor of their cave rather intimately. Her helly fortunately had some give to it, but still, as she stood, there were small stones and dirt clinging to my face and hair.

She did have an embarrassed look as she cleaned my face “Sorry about that, this is my first time doing this.” She admitted.

“Well, it’s my first time too, and Your mother isn’t here to give pointers, like what to do when the squishy person you are carrying around has to relieve themselves.” I said, slightly droll as Dragon slobber dried on my face.

“Oh..OH!” She said, trotting outside the cave to their midden. “As I said, this is a first for me too, so close your eyes and imagine water noises. I did so, readying myself to release my load when L’thranil let loose her own stores of waste. I had no idea that a creature could produce such a quantity, as my vantage point was such that as she raised her tail and went, she inadvertently rotated me enough so that I was witness to the entirety of the act. Her belly also deflated somewhat as its contents became a steaming pile. I sighed as I too let loose, feeling somewhat odd downstairs for some reason as there was no Piss, and I couldn’t see my cock and balls to see why.

L’thranil finished and cleaned both herself and my own groin as a cat would, the contortions flexing my spine and legs like a puppet on a string as she bent her long neck to lick those areas. She paused to look at my ass, a happy purr emanating as she did so.

“L’thranil, what’s going on? Nobody told me what the toll means.” I asked finally as she trotted along.

“Adoption, mostly. We are magical beings, who are quite capable of terrible acts, and after a Human broke into one of our caves and killed a nest of hatchlings, we did something awful, of which my ancestors regretted greatly. Because of their actions they almost made your species extinct.” She poked at my ass with her tongue as an exclamation.

“So much was their sorrow that they irreversibly tied our fates together into the toll you are engaging in now. We cannot reproduce without humans, so if another accident happens, and we lose you, we doom ourselves as well. So the toll is paid when a dragoness like myself comes of age, and a suitable person like yourself who wants to travel through our lands volunteers to pay the toll, and become one of our mates.” She said, as a warm shot of her venom was injected into my leg as I mentally processed what I had seen last night as Luc and the Forest lord were…copulating.

“Ah, so, why do I feel weird, down between my legs? I asked as she continued to look upon my ass.

“Your body is changing, and you are growing a tail like your master’s. You also lost your cock last night as well. Though your blue scales match mine, so it’s going pretty well, I think!” She smirked as she stood up once more, this time not smashing me into the ground.

I sighed thinking of the tradeoff, a tail for my cock as somewhat unfair, but I was in this till the end. “So, you get to lay eggs into me with some kind of cock?” I inquired as she padded along.

“Hardly, you get to use that tail of yours to knot me, and accept my embryos while we are flying. Mom had already done so with your master, but they are perverts who enjoy repeating the act. I hope you will too, actually, but it isn’t necessary but for the first time.” She had stopped, and turned her head to look at me, a bit bashfully. “Also, I’m feeding you through your leg, so don’t be surprised that you aren’t hungry or thirsty. But that also means that I am both of those, so we have some hunting to do. She unfurled her wings once more, and I at least was reassured that some huge dragon cock was going to spear my ass every time we flew together.

I could feel an itch in my head as if something was crawling within my skull. “Close your eyes, Jase.” She said, and I did so, as suddenly I could see through her eyes, I felt what she did too. Her wings were mine, as we soared upwards, finding a tasty mountain goat, which I/she swallowed whole after pouncing on it from above. I even felt her sense of taste, which was kind of wild as she cleaned her chops from the act of bringing it down.

My mind cleared of those sensations as I re-opened my eyes. “Now, that was kind of fun, I wasn’t afraid of flying at all. Thank you L’thranil.” I said, meaning it.

“One goat isn’t going to satisfy me though, and I’m not the sorceress my mother is quite yet, so forgive me for not keeping the link open longer.” She said, jumping off the cliff face where she caught the goat. And so she spent the morning hunting, and growing me a tail apparently. I could feel the appendage, and just see its tip if I strained to turn my head enough. L’thranil was right about the scales though. Sky blue with white belly scales. Just like hers.

That night we slept together under shared senses, curious as to what dream may come of it. We dreamt of dozens of kobolds surrounding me/us, a pair of younger dragons, one with copper scales, another with green scales playing tag as they bounded in the field, all calling us mother as they greeted us. It was touching to witness, and each of them were mine/ours. I almost sobbed when I awoke from telling them a story from my human youth and they weren’t there when I opened my eyes. I was shocked to find L’thranil was similarly affected, now knowing the sound of a dragon’s keen cry of loss.

Once she calmed down, I asked “I guess that wasn’t your intention to have that dream?”

She answered “No, that was a blessing sent from the dragon gods that they showed us a part of our future. It is a rare honor, but now the world seems empty in the present.” She said, still upset.

“Guess it is up to us to make that bright future, huh? I said, my tail lengthening noticeably at the thought.

She chuckled “Suppose so, and it seems you are eager to accept my kin.” she said as the tail thickened and stretched. I no longer had to strain to see it anymore, a dull throb of desire coursing through me as it did so, just as L’thranil’s body pumped more venom into me to compensate for the sudden growth. As the tail grew to the point to where I touched my nose with it, I felt the need to quench it within L’thranil.

“Yes, it is time indeed, I am ready.” I said, flexing my tail to find her cloaca, like a cobra striking it’s prey. She roared as she took off, just as I found her slit. It was tough to keep within her as she madly flew, an alien instinct guiding me to what was right, and not her colon. When my thrusts ceased to be able to pull her out, I knew I had tied her, but she initiated our link just as I did, and we felt pleasured from both sexes as her own erection entered my bloated tail. I felt the pleasure as she fucked my knotted tail with her internal ovipositor as we flew, joined in body and mind. Her body tensed and then released within me, just as my tail sucked it hungrily into my own body, storing the precious lives within me to be laid in years to come. I was never sure which of us was roaring, or even that it mattered as we fulfilled our biological purpose. We flew until her/my wings were sore, losing track of the climaxes, and pleasure we found in our bodies.

She/I spiraled down back to earth, my tail now loose enough to slide out from her, as her ovipositor retracted from it. As our minds separated, I could feel her embryos within me, full of potential, after all I had already seen their faces, how could I resent this? The Silver Lord and Luc were waiting for us as we landed. He now stood outside of her pouch, and she looked pleased at our adventure.

L’thranil released me, pulling me gently out of her pouch, giving me a look up and down at my scales. My tail was now knee length, though I could with a thought expand its size, and did so thinking of what we just did as I looked at my mate. L’thranil chuckled seeing my “woodie” and balled up her forepaw into a fist and gently tapped my scaled shoulder with it teasingly before hiding her head under her wing in embarrassment as our elders laughed at our reaction to the other’s presence.

The Silver Lord swept up her wings, beating them to stay on two legs roaring to the heavens “The toll has been paid!” Before dropping down on all fours before softly nudging her daughter “I think it was a good match too.” She said purring as L’thranil brought out her head from under her wing, as her mother caressed the younger dragon. I did too as she bent her head down to look upon me.

“I shared that dream too, remember?” I said softly, flashes of it passing between us as I hugged her long muzzle to me. “Luc, would you mind if I stayed here until my first clutch is laid?” I questioned the older man who just laughed.

“Even in Human lands a married couple gets a honeymoon, lad.” He said, holding onto the Silver dragoness’s foreleg with his tail. “She’s my daughter too, you know.” He said, winking at me.

My Mother-in-law gave me a lick, looking me over, and likely imprinting my scent as she sniffed the pair of us. “He needs to be out of the pouch for half the daytime hours to keep his organs from atrophying and he really should get to eat some food soon, poor lad.” She said, winking broadly. Both of us answered a version of “Yes Ma'am!” before L’thranil picked me back up and put me in her pouch once more, my tail sliding through the hole that it was meant to. As her body once again pulled tight against me, I suddenly understood Luc a bit better as my tail found her cleft once again as our minds joined and touched the heavens as one being with two souls.