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Summer Heat 4: Taking Responsibility

Seriky kept reading those text messages over and over. His aunt was coming. The more he thought about it, the more nervous he got. Aunt Eris wasn’t an overly strict dragoness or anything like that, but he had no idea how she’d react to seeing her sister, niece, and a repairwoman – who none of them knew – all knocked up and zonked out on his musk. He paced around the house trying to sort everything out while the three dragonesses simply lazed around. He felt a little frustrated about that, but then again, it was entirely his fault. It wasn’t as if they were the ones producing intoxicating musk and sniffing it themselves.

But there wasn't a lot he could do beyond tidying up the house as much as possible. Everything had gotten a little messy because of how busy they’d been with their, well, carnal activities. Normally, Iridena would have done most of the cleaning, but she was out of action for a while. Tyne, still leaking with his cum from last night, was likewise incapacitated. And the repairwoman… gods, Seriky could barely even remember her name despite having undoubtedly fucked her pregnant as soon as she had arrived to finally fix that air conditioner.

July. She was July. The drake grabbed a pillow off the couch, buried his face into it and growled to himself. Had things really gotten so out of hand that he had to worry about something really bad happening? If he was unlucky and Eris didn’t take kindly to what he had done, she might even call the police. She probably wouldn’t, and all three dragonesses would probably side with him – while it was his fault, they hadn't really been forced into anything against their wills – but it’d be an enormous mess that’d make the dirty dishes, the cum-soaked bed, the equally cum-filled air filter and the knocked chairs in the kitchen look like peanuts.

But he did his best, cleaning up everything he could while making sure that the dazed dragonesses were all looking fresh and clean, even changing out the stained bedsheets, working all night long and then falling asleep when he was done – having spent the entire day at it – and sleeping like a rock until, eventually, he was woken up by the doorbell the next day.

He shot up, got dressed, and rushed to answer the door. It was Eris, just as expected, another green-scaled dragoness who greeted him with a big hug.

“Hey, Seriky! God, it’s good to see you again! Last time we met you were still a teenager,” the dragoness laughed. “And look at you now, all big and manly.”

She was, and had always been, rather open, with a tendency to speak all her thoughts out loud. Still, she was also very caring. “Yeah, it sure has been a while,” Seriky replied, still panicking internally about how he’d explain the state Iridena was in. Maybe he’d just pretend nothing was wrong at all. “Would you like some coffee? Tea, maybe?”

“Oh, I’d love to, but I brought a bottle of wine for all of us adults to share!” Eris beamed, pulling it out of her heavy-looking purse. “Figured that me and Iridena always enjoyed it and now that you’re all grown up, you might as well join. If you want to, I mean.”

“Right, well, come on in. I’ll still prepare some coffee, ‘cause I need it for sure,” Seriky smiled back, trying to be casual before inviting her into the kitchen. She looked around for Iridena, but sat down rather than immediately calling out for her while Seriky used the coffee preparation time as best he could to explain what had been happening.

Eris didn’t seem immediately affected by the tainted filter in the air conditioner. Maybe she was resistant to it like Tyne was, or maybe she was outright immune. Seriky, while a little surprised, found himself hoping for that not to be the case as he turned on the coffee maker. He had been hoping that his musk would make Eris at least not question anything.

Well, that, and he was realizing just how attractive she was. And there, immediately, came all those breeder instincts again. His aunt was absolutely stunning, far more so than Seriky had remembered. She was wearing a top cut so low that her bra was visible, only barely managing to keep those heavy globes from spilling out. And between them, she had a heart-shaped ruby pendant that kept catching Seriky’s eye even as he tried his very hardest not to let his gaze be drawn to her incredibly seductive chest.

Don’t even think about it. Don’t. Think. About. Breeding. Her.

Eventually, though, that brief reprieve of making coffee while waiting for his musk to do its thing ran out as Seriky was sipping on his coffee, attempting to talk about anything except why Eris came here. “So where is my sister anyway?” Eris asked.

Seriky swallowed hard. He decided to come clean, regardless of what it’d cost. He had promised himself to act a little more responsibly, after all.

“Well, she’s… a little out of it. We should head outside, I think,” he suggested. “Just because of like, you know how I’m part hippogryph, the musk-”

“Ah, there’s no need, I can smell it, you know,” Eris smiled, showing off two rows of razor-sharp teeth.

She had to be resistant, then, Seriky thought. A mixed blessing, for sure. A short conversation probably wouldn’t affect her too much.

“So, what have you been doing about it?” Eris asked him. Oh, this had to be the interrogation, then.

“Well, it started with mom, Iridena… one day she just started groping me, like she just couldn’t resist despite knowing that it was kind of wrong,” Seriky began. His cock twitched as expected as the memory of that night returned to his rather lust-fuzzy head.

“Well, what’d you do? Just let her?” Eris prodded.

“No, I didn’t. I got away from her at first,” the drake continued. “Then I think she was in the bathroom, masturbating and sniffing my used underwear. I’m not totally sure.”

Eris shrugged. “She did always like the musk, I think. Then what?”

“Well, I sorta caught her with my boxers over her snout in the bedroom just rubbing herself. Masturbating like crazy, like soaking wet and filling the room with her scent too… and I kinda lost control when I saw that,” he sighed.

Eris cocked an eyebrow, smiling as she did. “Why’d you go in there to begin with?”

“Tyne heard her moaning for me, thought she was having a nightmare or something. And then when I did go in there, I realized what was going on, but gods, I just couldn’t resist,” Seriky huffed. And he still wouldn’t be able to, he realized, fighting the urge to touch his stiff cock.

“I mean, I can understand that. How about Tyne?” Eris asked.

This was where it got awkward. Would she even believe him? “I think she was watching while I fucked mom and got herself all worked up. She didn’t do anything though, not until later, and even then, it was mom’s fault.”

Eris gave him a quizzical look. “Iri’s fault? How so?”

“Well, she walked in while we were, you know, breeding. And Iri- I mean, mom grabbed her and stuffed her nose against my balls. And that was that. I got too turned on and she got thoroughly, um, musked,” Seriky explained. “So I bred her too.”

“Tsk tsk, Iri. Maybe it’s her I should be talking to,” Eris laughed. At least the laughter was a good sign, he figured, not noticing how the dragoness was rubbing her thighs together as they spoke. “Who else is here? I saw that van in the driveway when I pulled in.”

“Well, um, that’s July. She finally got here to repair the AC after all the trouble it’d given us. Got immediately affected by the musk, basically. Then Tyne, not me, tried to seduce her and… well, she didn’t succeed, but she was a little too drunk on the musk after that distraction, so… you can probably guess how it went. I gave her a choice, but is it really a choice if someone’s that far gone already?” Seriky went on, rambling a little as he recounted yesterday’s events, and remembering in achingly clear detail how goddamn good it had felt to utterly dominate July and rut her full of his cum too.

“Sounds to me like everything that’s happened is more Iri’s fault,” Eris mused.

“Yeah, but it’s still my musk, and I did play along. I enjoyed it like… a lot,” Seriky replied.

“Well, obviously you enjoyed it, basically every cell in your body is primed to knock up anything that’ll take your cock at this age, especially with those hippogryph genes,” his aunt smiled. “But you didn’t outright force anyone?”

“No,” Seriky replied. He hadn’t, not really. Well… cumming in the air filter still bothered him, which would've been close if it affected any visitors, he had thought – but thankfully, it didn’t seem to affect Eris much.

“Well, that sounds like quite the time you’ve been having. And how do you feel about it all?” Eris asked, and that gave Seriky some genuine pause.

He was confused and conflicted about it. On one hand, being able to so easily dominate and breed almost anyone he wanted was incredibly hot. So hot, in fact, that he found himself growing hard just thinking about it. Watching them cum their literal will out and then watching them swell with his eggs was even hotter, and somewhat shamefully, he soon found his draconic cock at full mast in his pants. On the other hand, he was worried that he’d go too far. No, that he had already gone too far, that was more accurate.

“…everything is just suddenly so different. I mean, I love that I’m able to just like… shove someone’s face into my balls and… you know,” he concluded. “But I’m a little worried that they might not recover. That I’ve somehow hurt them.”

“Well, let’s figure out if you have, shall we?” Eris suggested. Her expression was stern, but not without compassion and understanding. “Maybe then you can work out those feelings. Where are they, anyway?”

“In the bedroom, as usual. All three of them. Mom, sis, and yeah, the dragoness who came to repair the AC. It just kind of happened.”

“Mm. I do understand,” Eris replied, as she slowly got up. “But let’s see what the damage is, first.”

Seriky led her to the bedroom, where the three dragonesses of his growing harem were all peacefully asleep still. Eris walked over to July first, rather than her sister, gently brushing her fingers over her purple scales. She leaned in to listen to her breathing. Seriky didn't know what exactly she was checking for as he stood there nervously.

It didn’t help in the slightest that he was getting horny again looking at his little harem. The way Iridena laid there with her legs ever so slightly spread, enough that he could see her wonderful pussy, and her voluptuous breasts on full display. Tyne snuggled up to her with her eyes open but a far-away look in her eyes, still quite hypnotized by the latest dose of Seriky’s musk. Finally, July, who the drake really couldn’t help but notice was still rather wet down there from the ambient musk. And well, his cum.

God, how much did I pump into her, he wondered. Being so dominant, so powerful, evidently really got his balls churning to produce more cum than he usually did. Maybe it was some sort of innate instinct for hippogryphs to ensure that their seed took when they dominated a dragon. Seriky didn’t know, but what he did know was that he had to hide his rock-hard cock. He pulled his shirt as far down as it’d go over the very obvious bulge.

And just then, he realized that Eris was looking at him. He blushed, and she gave a little chuckle in response, clearly amused by how bashful the young stud suddenly behaved.

“I have seen a lot of cocks in my lifetime, hon,” she smiled. “I know they get hard.”

She turned her attention to Iridena, having briefly looked over Tyne and July, and softly ran her fingers over her sister’s face in turn. “Oh, Iri, Iri. Musk-slut as always, ever since that one night,” she whispered quietly. Hearing her refer to her sister like that nearly gave Seriky some pause, but maybe his musk was affecting her a little, too. “Aren’t you, sis?”

She sat there for a moment, quietly, as if in contemplation.

“You know it was actually me who found her that night?” Eris suddenly asked, her piercing eyes snapping to Seriky’s.

“Huh? What night, do you mean-” Seriky stuttered, not quite putting two and two together.

Eris smiled that reassuring smile. “The night when she conceived you. When your father, in the biological definition and little more, got her all musk-drunk and then fucked her pregnant.”

She took a deep breath. “That guy was a real piece of shit.”

Seriky blanched. Iridena had told him the basics of how it had happened and why he was a hybrid, but never gone into full detail. Hearing about how it happened stung, and he found himself worrying that her statement might reflect on him as well. Eris continued.

“But you know, he wasn’t a piece of shit because he fucked her, or even because of how his musk unusually affected her,” the dragoness explained. “All of that’s pretty natural when you have our two species meet. We really can’t help it a lot of the time, and I know Iri here probably wanted it. At least, she wanted to try it.”

“So… what did he do?” Seriky asked, hesitating and unsure if he actually wanted the answer.

Eris’ expression grew a little more stern, a little more serious. “See, that part is what makes him scum. After he fucked her, he drove her to a bar downtown and just dumped her outside. Naked, still dripping cum, no idea where she was or probably who she was, still in that pheromone-haze.”

Seriky couldn’t find a response. “Gods, I-”

“Not just that, but he just abandoned her. Abandoned his child. Abandoned you, after having his fun, leaving Iri to do all the work. That’s why he was such a piece of shit,” the dragoness emphasized.

“You, on the other hand, haven’t done that. I mean, you’ve stayed here with them, and I can tell you’re still taking care of your mom, your sister, and this poor dragoness who just happened to stumble into your life,” she continued. “As long as you keep it that way, making sure that they’re comfortable, happy, and have a choice to just stop, you’re nothing like him.”

Eris sat down on the bed, next to the others, and gestured for Seriky to join her. He did so, feeling a little calmer, though he still couldn’t shake the worry that he had hurt them somehow. “You’re a better person than you think, I believe.”

“Am I, though? How about the- um- well, like… would a good, moral person cum in the air filter so his musk affects everyone who steps inside?” Seriky blurted out.

Eris burst into laughter. “Oh, so that’s what you left out with July. I thought there was a smell in the air. Just barely, though, I figure it’s probably mostly dry by now. No, maybe a good person wouldn’t do that. But then, we all make mistakes, don’t we? I’ve made plenty. Nobody’s perfect.”

She sniffed the air. “You know, when I came over, and especially when I smelled all that musk on you, I was a little worried that you’d try to manipulate me. But you haven’t, so I really do think you’re a decent person. Just young, a little dumb, and very horny. And speaking of horny…”

Eris slowly turned to look at Seriky’s bulge where it tented his pants despite his best efforts. He didn’t immediately notice.

“W-wait, how’d you know what we were doing before you got here?” he stuttered.

“Iri was never the subtle type,” the green dragoness smiled. “I don’t think she has a subtle bone in her body, to be honest. Neither do I, but that’s besides the point.”

Seriky blushed again. “She told you?”

“Well, no, but she dropped enough hints that it wasn't hard to figure out,” Eris laughed. “Maybe not intentionally, but she sure did. Well, before you really musked her – as you call it – anyway.”

“Oh my god-” Seriky exclaimed with embarrassment, but he was quickly cut off when he suddenly felt Eris’ hand in his lap. She wasn’t very subtle either, though in an altogether different way as her fingers suddenly wrapped around that swollen outline and squeezed firmly, greedily feeling up his hardness in a way that made a tremor shoot through his already aroused body. He barely managed to open his mouth. “-what are you-”

“Shh, little nephew. Unlike my sister, I know exactly what I’m doing. Mostly. Unless you’d like me to stop, that is,” she grinned.

Her hand massaged his length through the soft fabric of the sweatpants that he’d hastily put on last night. Seriky squirmed; he had already gotten used to being the one in control, but at the same time, his aunt’s hand felt fantastic as she squeezed and teased him, making his breath quicken at the sensations and leaving a wet patch forming where the tip of his cock pressed into the dark grey fabric.

“When it first happened, with your father, I think she was out for about three days,” Eris continued. Her hand didn’t stop moving. “Should wake up eventually, as long as you don't smush your balls in her face again before then.”

“S-so she’ll- nff- recover and be b-back to normal?” Seriky groaned, and he had to grit his teeth to not moan out loud as his cock bucked against his aunt’s hand, eagerly responding to her sensual ministrations.

Eris smiled, enjoying that moment of being in control. “More or less. It might change them permanently, or it might not. If it has, it’s probably only to make them a little more submissive and devoted to you.”

She squeezed more firmly for emphasis, delighted in how easy it was to make Seriky squirm despite his position as the new head of the household. Then again, it wasn’t as if he’d gotten there intentionally; not at first.

“If you just get them out of the house for a few days, their heads should clear up and they'll be pretty much back to normal. After all, your mother has had this happen before,” Eris suggested, before correcting herself. “Well, almost normal. I don’t think normal families get quite this intimate, you know, what with all the fucking and breeding of family members. It’s just this peculiar tendency we have. Could call it a curse or a blessing, whatever you feel is more accurate.”

“H-have you done it?” Seriky huffed. His hips twitched.

“Not yet, not for a lack of desire though. But Iri and I have talked about it a lot. Like I said, she’s not exactly subtle, especially when talking about her handsome, beautiful, studly son,” the dragoness grinned. “The past few weeks, especially. I think she wanted it even before your AC broke. I mean, your musk was there too, just not as strong. Just the way she is, the way quite a lot of us are, yourself likely included.”

“So- um, are you sure this is what you want, too?” he asked, by now having thoroughly soaked the front of his pants in precum. “And what about your own kids?”

“Already trying to stake a claim on your cousins, too? Aren’t you a horny one? I can see why Iri is so into you despite you being her son and all,” Eris giggled, and then gripped Seriky’s cock tight before he could respond, squeezing a moan out of him instead. “My kids are old enough, all of them already getting ready to move out.”

“But yeah, the musk. I’ve had those thoughts. Iri certainly seemed to enjoy that first exposure to hippogryph musk, way back then,” she added, dropping her voice to a low and seductive whispers. “So, naturally, I’ve been wondering just how she felt. I wouldn’t want it to happen to the same degree or under the same circumstances, no, but…”

She trailed off. Her hand let go of Seriky’s bulge, only to slip into his pants, cupping his heavy, musky balls and gently caressing them with her fingers.

“…here, with a loving family, a half-hippogryph stud to enjoy? With all the pleasure and none of the risk of being used and abandoned?” she smiled. “Well, I’d certainly get used, but not abandoned.”

She let go of the bare cock that she’d already begun to stroke, bringing her hand to her snout and inhaling deeply, a dreamy expression in her eyes. “Oh, don’t worry, I am affected by it too. I just have a little more self-control than Iri,” she noted, looking at Seriky’s confused expression.

“But if you really want to do this, if you want to build a harem and become a true patriarch, you’ll need a support network. Others that can help you take care of it. Is that really what you want?” she asked, and once again, before Seriky had time to answer, she began to strip. One button on her shirt at a time until it hung only on her shoulders. Deftly, Eris then reached back to unclasp her bra and toss it aside, letting her heavy breasts spill out with a suggestive bounce.

“Ah, that’s better. I really don’t like wearing those things. And I suppose I wouldn’t have to if I were part of your harem,” she said with a wide grin, taking a moment to squeeze both breasts together to give Seriky something to look at. “I think I’d be willing to give up a smidgeon of my free will for that kind of bliss. My husband left long ago, so it’s not like I’ll lose anything else.”

The young drake was beyond rock hard, watching his stunning aunt slowly get naked in front of him. She looked perfect, and there was only one thing he wanted to see more than her bare tits. They both knew what it was, and so, Eris slowly and seductively eased down her far too short skirt, leaving only a thong to cover the mound of her beautiful sex.

“Cat got your tongue? Do you want a harem that you’re fully responsible for?” she teased, tracing a pair of slender fingers along the lips clearly outlined by the half transparent lace of her underwear. She spread them enough to press into the soft, yielding, feminine flesh hidden just beneath, making Seriky’s mouth water and his cock throb eagerly.

“I… think that’s what I want,” Seriky replied, hesitating only ever so slightly. “No, it is what I want. It is. It’s just a lot, all at once, and I want every member to, well, know what they’re getting into. So I won’t- I won’t use my musk on you, at least not before everyone else wakes up.”

“Aren’t you a good boy? I’m fine with that,” Eris smiled. “But I do expect you to fuck me.”

Seriky was so hard it actually hurt. Even harder than he had been that first night with his mother. His cock was drooling into his pants, and Eris was making it worse with her teasing, to the point he desperately wanted to pounce and fuck her into the mattress after blanking out her mind with his musk. He wanted to see her so swollen with eggs that she couldn’t walk more than a few meters. But he wouldn’t do any of that, not yet at least, because he knew this was a test, and he agreed with what was being tested. If he gave into his urges right now, he’d be no better than the asshole who had sired him.

She wasn’t done teasing and testing him, either. Slowly, centimeter by centimeter, she pushed down on the waistband of her thong, bringing it over the sensual curve of her hips. She was already wet, too. Seriky didn't see it on the black lace as much as he could smell it, as he kept fighting his urges. It was getting harder and harder to do just that, which was assuredly part of Eris’ plan. Finally, the thong fell, revealing her pink, puffy slit, the lips glistening with the dew of her arousal. Seriky couldn’t help but lick his lips as Eris continued showing off, kicking her thong aside and standing fully naked in front of him. A hand snuck down her almost perfectly flat belly – one that she had worked hard to get back to that state after having her own kids, and that the drake hoped would soon bulge outwards with his offspring – and down to her mound once more.

Eris dug her fingers in, spreading her pussy wide to really give Seriky something to stare at. And yet, he didn’t move, bar for the throbs of his cock, not even as Eris spread her wetness over a couple of fingers and then slid one into her.

“You know, this is how horny all of this gets me,” she finally spoke in a husky whisper. “I guess me and Iri aren’t too different in that way.”

“Y-yeah,” Seriky grunted. “I don’t know how much more teasing I can handle.”

“In that case, why don’t you get naked for me, too? I think letting me have a little dominance before you take half my free will away is only fair,” the dragoness purred.

He did so, quickly pulling his pants down and letting his cock finally spring free. As they both sat down again, Eris wrapped her fingers around it again, smearing his plentiful precum all along the firm length. He could tell she had a lot more experience with this than either Tyne or Iridena with how she squeezed him, moved at exactly the right speed that made Seriky drool with lust, swiping her fingers over his glans every few strokes. In no time at all, he was pretty close to cumming, and of course, Eris knew the signs.

She leaned down into his lap. Her other hand was between her legs, dancing over her clit as a pair of fingers plunged into her sopping wet pussy. “You might not want to musk me yet, but you know, I’m getting pretty drunk just doing this.”

Seriky placed his hand on her head just in time for Eris to open her maw and engulf his cock. She didn’t take all of it, but she coiled her tongue around the head to both please him and hold him firmly in her mouth. And that was all it took. Seriky’s entire body tensed up as he was pulled past the point of no return in a split second, her eyes never straying from his own as her lips tightened around the shaft.

The first throb of his cock sent a thick rope of his cum against the back of his aunt’s throat. She moaned encouragingly and swallowed, her tongue tightening around Seriky’s bucking shaft and teasing him to give her more. The next time, she didn’t swallow, letting his seed pool in her mouth as he rode out an orgasm so intense that he could barely stay sitting up. With each pulse of hot, rich cum her cheeks bulged a little more, some small fraction of his pearly release leaking from her pursed lips, and she seemed to savor the musky taste. Or perhaps what Eris really savored was his scent, breathing through her nose just a few inches above Seriky’s heavy balls as he filled her mouth, a dreamy look in her half-lidded eyes.

Only once Seriky was well and truly drained – for the moment, at least – did she pull off and swallow again, loudly gulping down his plentiful cum and shivering as she savored both taste and texture, as if it were some exclusive treat sliding down her throat. Eris opened her now empty mouth, proudly showing off how well she had done.

“Oh my, aren’t you just delicious,” she smiled. “I think Iri was totally right to indulge with you. Mmh, I can’t wait to take my place in your little family.”

She laid down between Tyne and Iridena – both only now beginning to stir from the pleasure-induced slumber – and eased her legs apart, the sight of her utterly drenched cunt doing wonders in getting Seriky’s cock hard again. It was only a little twitch at first, but the inviting, shameless mating-display very much had the intended effect on him as he began to imagine how his beautiful aunt would feel clenching around his cock. How she would look, heavily pregnant with his offspring like all the others. And how pliable and submissive she’d be once he finally gave her a full dose of his musk.

Sometimes, and never more so than right now, Seriky wondered how in control he really was with all these sexy women around him. Sure, they were under his spell, but he kept giving them what they wanted. In a way he was really just as controlled as they were, or at the very least, it was a self-perpetuating cycle at this point. His musk made them horny, and their needy displays got him going, which resulted in more musk… yeah, it was easy to see that they needed a break.

But first, he had to fuck Eris full of eggs.

He climbed up on the bed, positioning his head between Eris’ legs and taking a deep, pheromone-laden breath of her feminine scent. It wasn’t intoxicating in the same way that his musk was, though the fragrance still seemed to shoot straight to his cock, quickly swelling back up to full hardness as though he hadn't just filled his aunt's belly with cum.

His tongue flicked out on pure instinct, tasting her sweet nectar, and she tasted just like he had imagined she would, the kind of flavor that made him plunge his tongue into her sopping wet pussy. Not for long, though, just long enough to make her squirm and moan as her body begged for more.

“Nnf- come on, Seriky, take what you want. Take what you need. Make me yours,” she moaned, grinding her wet slit against his snout and making sure he could smell nothing else but that most carnal of needs. It was enough to drive him wild, but Seriky still resisted. This was, after all, his chance to prove that he could be more than just a lust-crazed breeder, even if he was also that.

Slowly, he pulled his tongue out, giving one final sensual lash over Eris’ prominent, stiff clit. “Are you sure?” he asked, teasing her in turn. “You already have kids, and if I take you, you’ll have more. Maybe many more…”

“Yes! Please, I want you to knock me up, I m-miss being pregnant,” Eris groaned, bucking against empty air. “Be a good boy and make me yours.”

That was all the encouragement Seriky needed. He knelt between his aunt’s shapely legs, his cock relentlessly hard and slowly throbbing in anticipation. He savored the moment, but only briefly before the urge to do as she said grew too much to ignore. Eris, with her maternal body, shivered in anticipation as Seriky ran the tip of his cock along the groove of her sex, slickening himself up with her arousal.

There were no words for how much he had grown to love this moment. The first claiming, the first seeding of a new member for his family. Just a week ago he had never experienced it, and in the last few days, he had done so many times, and now, this would be the fourth dragoness that he’d fuck without even a thought of protection, that he’d pump his cum deep inside of and get pregnant. It was a rush of dominance, of masculinity, of pure carnal and deeply male lust.

The fact that Eris was his aunt only turned him on more. Another woman – just like his mother – who had already been pregnant, already laid eggs and raised kids of her own, who wanted him so badly that they were ready to offer so much of themselves to him, body and mind, when he worked his musk.

The latter would have to wait, but right now, he was happy just staking his claim on her body. Slowly, he pushed inside, her pussy offering no resistance as Seriky claimed it and her, a fertile and wet embrace soon engulfing the tip of his shaft as he sunk into her. It took every ounce of his willpower to not fully impale her right away and rut to the finish line. No, he wanted this one to be different, as slow as he could manage without exploding.

Of course, he immediately knew that he wouldn’t last too long as he slid an inch deeper into her welcoming, clutching body. Eris smiled a sly smile as she tightened those silken inner muscles of hers around his cock, eager to please him, and perhaps more eager to make him fill her up. She had never planned on having more children until today, but there was just something about Seriky that made her body yearn to experience all that again. Maybe it was the musk filling the air, but that made no difference to her; she knew exactly what she wanted, musk or no musk, and so she soon thrust her hips up to impale herself deeper on the drake’s potent, bare shaft.

Seriky groaned as he obliged, finally working up a slow, sensual rhythm. Eris’ lips clung to him each time he pulled out, as if never wanting him to leave her. And she didn’t, at least not in that moment, groaning in joy as he plunged back into her, hitting every bundle of nerves inside her on the way in, until his balls briefly nestled against her ass.

As he fucked her, the bed shook ever so slightly, and that was enough to stir both Iridena and Tyne awake. Well, half awake, at least; they were both still deep in the musky haze of the last few days of revelries, and so all they could do was stare at the rhythmic motions of Seriky working towards impregnating yet another dragoness. Iridena didn’t even recognize who it was, not in that bleary-eyed and dazed state, but she found the sight beautiful regardless.

When Eris noticed that she was being watched, she chuckled, the sound punctuated by a moan as she craned her neck to kiss both dragonesses gently but deeply, whispering something about Seriky to her sister as she did. Whatever it was, Seriky didn’t hear it; no matter how slow he tried to go, the warm, incredibly tight squeeze around his cock already had him panting as his body raced towards a glorious, virile orgasm with each exquisite thrust, Eris’ cunt rippling around him as he tried – and failed – to maintain a steady pace and those breeder instincts of his took over fully.

His knot was already swelling, kissing his aunt’s folds with each thrust. She could certainly feel it, that delicious stretching sensation as he worked it a little deeper each time. Soon, she’d be pregnant again, and she wanted nothing more. Her fingers interlaced with her sister’s, consciously awake or not, and her other hand ended up squeezing one of Tyne’s breasts as she embraced the moment of becoming part of another family.

That squeeze jolted Tyne awake. She was a little confused by what was happening, until she recognized her aunt and brother, immediately aroused by the sight of his muscular hips pumping his cock into her, yet it also reminded her of what had transpired yesterday, when she – in the heat of the moment – had helped drag a total stranger into all of this, a twinge of guilt and anxiety mingling with the ever-present lust.

“He’s going to knock me up, too,” Eris murmured to her, her expression just as drunk with lust as theirs. “Your brother’s going to breed me. Just like he bred you.”

Tyne’s cunt clenched at the thought, and she stared, transfixed but a little tense.

It’d only be moments now, Eris realized, feeling her nephew’s cock swell up inside her, the knot almost slipping into her with each deep, loving thrust. She moaned out as it stretched her outer lips taut around it, and it was her, rather than Seriky, who forced it inside herself by pushing hard against it.

“Ngh- fuck,” Seriky growled, his eyes screwed shut and the rest of the world ceasing to exist as his balls tightened, spurred towards release by the velvety, vice-like grip of his beautiful aunt’s equally beautiful pussy.

“Give it to me,” she hissed, a look of intense concentration and desire in her eyes. “Breed me. Give me my next clutch.”

And Seriky gave her what she wanted. His cock lurched in molten-hot, incestuous union as he dug his fingers into Eris’ shoulders, pushing himself as deep as he could into her needy cunt with pleasure washing over him. It came in pulses, the feeling deeply familiar and yet no less excruciatingly erotic and eye-wateringly blissful. It wasn’t just the pleasure; it was knowing what he was doing, planting his seed deep inside yet another relative of his.

And likewise for Eris. She let out a stuttering breath, punctuated by sheer radiant pleasure as she felt that first tickling, virile spurt of cum inside her, quickly soaking her cervix and then pooling inside her trembling body. It was better than an orgasm, enhanced by the musk in the air. It felt deeply, divinely right, and she shuddered, her receptive pussy spasming around her nephew’s cock as they both succumbed to the pleasure of the moment.

She wanted it all, and she wanted it badly, whimpering and even squealing with each wonderful, heavy throb of his cock. She kept begging and bucking against Seriky as she tried her best to milk him dry, until he was utterly spent and slumped down on top of her, breathing heavily.

“Welcome to the family, Aunt Eris,” he huffed, after a moment of catching his breath, and she purred softly in response, clenching her inner muscles one last time around him, almost thankfully, for the gift of motherhood.

It was only then, when he finally opened his eyes, that Seriky realized both his sister and mother were awake, and that Tyne was staring at him.

“I’m glad you’re alright. I’d hug you, but…” he smiled bashfully.

Tyne’s mind felt too sluggish to make heads or tails of anything except the breeding, but her thoughts still kept flashing back to July, the repairwoman. Seriky seemed to recognize the doubt in her eyes.

“We’ll talk about everything soon,” he reassured her. “You don’t have to think about anything just yet. Just rest if you’re still tired.”

Tyne wanted to argue, but she was tired, and she chose to trust her brother, laying back on the bed and relaxing, looking at Eris next to her as Seriky stayed tied with her for the longest time. They caressed each other, Eris eagerly feeling the base of the drake’s cock, their messy and fertile union, and he in turn caressed her perfectly flat belly that’d soon be marred by another pregnancy. Eris certainly didn’t mind, and she knew that she’d mind even less – if that was even possible – once she finally got to bury her nose against his balls and breathe in deep. For now, Eris simply savored the feeling of her nephew’s cum inside her, warm and thick and plentiful… and perhaps even more than that, she loved knowing that the dragonesses next to her all had the same experience just days ago, Seriky’s potent seed doing its virile work inside all of them.

She couldn’t wait to be pregnant, together with them.

Seriky, finally drained enough to think a little more clearly, leaned over to kiss his mother’s snout the moment his knot had shrunk enough to slip out of his aunt’s well-bred pussy. Eris slid a pillow under her hips to keep anything from leaking out, letting it all slowly soak into her womb with a satisfied smile. “I’m glad you’re alright, too,” he said, softly. “Aunt Eris is part of the household now, too.”

“Oh? That’s amazing,” the dragoness beamed, suddenly snapping out of her haze and realizing who she had just been watching Seriky breed. “…how’d that happen, though? She was… well, last thing I remember she was meant to visit, right?”

Seriky spent a few minutes explaining the messages and the discussion they’d had about responsibility and everything else. He left out the part where Eris had told him exactly how he was conceived. That’d be a discussion for a distant day, or maybe one never to be had at all.

“Mm. I always knew she’d like it,” Iridena purred. “Has she had the full experience yet? You know, the… real pleasure of it all?”

She meant, Seriky assumed, taking a proper, mind-melting breath of his musk.

“Not yet,” he replied.

“But I will soon,” Eris murmured, stretching leisurely. “He really does smell kind of wonderful, you have such a handsome and amazing stud for a son, Iri.”

She was, of course, still well under its spell. Well, that and the pleasurable afterglow of a good rutting, Seriky figured. He felt rather similar in that way; happy thoughts flowed easily, and it was hard to keep his attention on the rather serious matters at hand.

“We’ll talk first. Not right now, but soon, and outside,” Seriky said. Iris and Tyne looked at him, looking ever so slightly tense. “We really do need to clear your heads before we do anything else. I mean, you’re my family, I love you and you love each other. But things have just changed a little too much, a little too fast.”

His mother and sister nodded in unison. Of course they all loved each other, they told him, but yes, they’d talk first. They’d go out somewhere nice and just decide what each of them wanted without the influence of Seriky’s musk. Iridena looked more relaxed, but Tyne was still tense, a thought gnawing at her.

“…and what about July? You know, the AC repair dragoness,” Tyne asked, a little guiltily, fidgeting nervously as she did.

“Yeah. I’m not totally sure. I guess once she’s awake, we’ll talk with her too, outside of this house, and figure out what she really wants,” Seriky sighed. “But the thing is, I’m not sure what state she’s going to be in when she wakes up.”

Seriky paused. He didn’t regret any of what had happened, except July. Maybe he had let things get a little out of control, just like Tyne had.

“She’s definitely pregnant, though, so I hope she’s not too angry about that,” he added. “But I’ll do right by her either way. I kinda have to.”

Eris nodded approvingly. She was probably the most clear-headed of the three, having only gotten fucked rather than directly musked. Iridena and Tyne, of course, agreed to help her through her pregnancy if she chose to stay. Tyne placed her hand on July’s stomach, still flat, and promised that she’d take care of the eggs too.

“And we’ll move her to Tyne’s bedroom, so she doesn’t wake up with strangers all around her first thing in the morning. But I think we’ll talk more about this later,” Seriky suggested. “I feel like I need to sleep for a day just to process everything properly.”

Everyone seemed to agree with that, too, and both Iridena and Tyne embraced Eris in turn as they welcomed her to the family, talking about how wonderful being pregnant together would be. Seriky sighed internally – wishing that they could talk a little more about the whole situation rather than just how sexy and cute they’d all look with big swollen bellies and milky tits – but at the same time, he couldn’t blame them for still being rather musk-drunk. Tomorrow, he would take them all outside and they’d have the full, difficult conversations that they needed to have.

Tonight, having been energized again, he’d just fuck all of them until he fell asleep. Noticing that his cock was getting hard again, his mother eagerly spread her legs, and soon Seriky, too, was blissfully free from having to think for a few hours as that cock slid into Iridena’s wet, maternal embrace.

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July was the first to wake up the following morning, finding herself in a different room with a single bed. Her memories were like a kaleidoscope of erotic fragments, vague and jumbled recollections of what had happened. She remembered musk, and she remembered a cock throbbing heavily inside her, but not much else, not right away. Initially, she panicked, a surge of adrenaline jolting her out of bed as she quickly gathered her clothes off the floor.

She dashed into the bathroom to hide from whatever had happened. Yet, as she closed and locked the door behind her, the panic began to settle, and she began to piece together the events of the last few days in her mind. She had definitely gotten fucked a lot, but she had, as she recalled, wanted it. She was probably pregnant, also, and maybe she had wanted that too. Or had she? The memory of making the master of the house cum into the air filter came to her mind. Wait, was it the constant pheromones being pumped through the house that were calming her down? Was she being manipulated? July realized that there’d be no chance of her thinking clearly while still inside, and so she quickly got dressed before stepping outside again.

Trying to find her way out of the house, she stumbled upon the bedroom, where Seriky was sleeping together with three other dragonesses, all looking deeply happy and satisfied. There was a pang of longing in her heart, a desire to join them, but she chalked it up to the pheromones. It had to be that. It had to be the musk, why else would she so desperately want to be bred and owned by a drake she hardly knew?

Quietly, she walked away, eventually finding the outside door. But once there, she heard a noise behind her and spun around immediately, face to face with the dragoness who she could vaguely remember had been teasing her before she’d succumbed. Tyne, that was her name. She was naked with cum oozing down her thighs, and before July could say anything at all, she spoke.

“Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have forced… or even tried to force you into doing anything,” she apologized. “It just gets a little hard to, you know, think clearly.”

July could tell she actually did feel guilty from the look on her face.

“I just let myself lose control,” she sighed. “And I was wrong to drag you into this without explaining anything. So, if you want to leave, nobody will stop you. Nobody will even contact you again, if that’s what you want.”

July thought about it for a moment. Fear mingled with lust in her mind. She did want to leave, right? Like Tyne said, it was hard to think clearly. The thought of just staying did pop up, of remaining here and walking around naked and… pregnant. That last part made her pussy clench.

“Do you think I’m pregnant?” she finally asked.

“I mean, probably. He did pump a lot of cum into you, and he’s really damn potent,” Tyne replied.

July’s heart was pounding. She imagined herself waddling around the house, heavily pregnant, of herself cuddling and caressing the other mothers-to-be in bed as the drake entered, ready to have a turn with all of them. She shook her head, trying to dislodge that unwanted – yet very warm and tingly – fantasy, to no avail, as if it had been seared into her mind forever, like that desire was part of her now. Either that, or it was that intoxicating musk in the air affecting her decision-making. She had to get out. Didn’t she?

“I’m not trying to be rude or anything,” Tyne spoke softly. She was starting to look dazed again, slipping back under the spell of Seriky’s pheromones. “But if you do want to leave, you kinda need to do it now, or the musk is only going to make it worse. I’m feeling it too. I thought the AC getting fixed would clear it up, but… well, you know what happened.”

She approached July, who likewise was starting to slip again. Slowly, Tyne reached out to brush her fingers over the repairwoman’s taut belly, and then over her shapely breasts, and even that little touch felt electric. “But if you do want to stay, well, you’re very pretty, and you’d make an even prettier mother-”

Tyne suddenly snarled, shaking her head hard. “Not yet,” she muttered, focusing every last bit of her remaining willpower, fighting back the drowning lust. She grabbed the phone out of July’s hand and frantically typed something on it. Then, she handed it back before yanking the door open and shoving July out backwards, down into the grass of their yard.

She barely had time to register what was happening before the door slammed shut again, but the very first breath of fresh air felt like ambrosia in her lungs, and suddenly she was very aware of how sticky with arousal her thighs were. How wet she was. From the inside, she could hear Tyne’s muffled voice.

“I’m sorry! You do need to clear your head, though! If you do want to come back, check your phone!” she shouted, before retreating back into the musk-filled house, leaving July struggling onto her legs in the early morning hours, amid grass just as wet with dew as she was with lust. Her panties were already soaked.

But she could think a little more clearly, now, with the pheromone-fog slowly dissipating from her mind with each lungful of fresh, clean air. For moment, she simply stood there, before stiffly walking back to her van, still parked where she had left it a… a day ago? A few days ago? She wasn’t sure yet.

The engine rumbled to life and soon she was on the highway, driving for a few minutes and finally letting herself relax, as frustrating as her sopping wet panties were. Well, she was at least out of that situation.

What was it that Tyne had said? She pulled up her text messages at a rest stop. Tyne had left her contact information there. And that of someone called Seriky, who July figured had to be the drake who she wanted to be angry at but couldn’t quite muster the feelings to do so.

July sighed. She was still so conflicted about everything that had happened, and would have to spend a while just thinking about what she wanted to do. For now, it was back to the daily grind, rather than a blissed-out existence as one broodmare of many.

Her old life felt pale and desaturated in comparison. But she’d get used to it again, wouldn’t she, July asked herself as she finally pulled into her own driveway, ready to take a week off.