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The bus driver had left her behind. Crystal shouted after him furiously but he didn't stop, driving off into the night. She stood on the platform, mouth hanging open in surprise and anger. There wasn't going to be another bus that ferals could use for the rest of the night and she couldn't fit on the anthro ones. She'd have to walk home.

Cursing the driver with every curse word she knew, the furred dragoness stomped back to street level. It would take her two hours or more to get home at this distance. The bus could have done it in minutes, but she had to spend half of the night walking. She twisted to make sure her bag as situated securely on her back then set off. The street lamps cast pools of bright light interspersed with long stretches of darkness. Crystal wasn't scared; no mugger was going to try and attack a full grown feral dragoness.

Bearing this in mind, perhaps Crystal wasn't paying quite as much attention as she should've been. She didn't notice the large van trailing behind her with its lights off, staying far enough back that the quiet sound of the engine wouldn't reach the dragoness's ears. It idled at every corner, half hidden in shadow to remain less recognisable but the driver needn't have worried. Crystal didn't so much as glance behind her on the walk home.

Crystal looked forwards and saw that a couple of the street lamps had broken, leaving a longer than normal patch of darkness. Sighing about the dismal condition of this part of the city, Crystal only broke her lengthy stride as she entered the darkness. She moved more slowly there, finding it kind of hard to see the ground she was walking on in the shadows. Stones and bits of rubbish were kicked away from her and she stumbled over a broken section of the path.

When she was halfway between the darkness and the next patch of light, several things happened all at once. The van screeched as its driver slammed their foot onto the accelerator, the sudden noise making Crystal jerk and look over her shoulder towards the source. From her left, the direction of the buildings, there was a scuffle and then the thwump of compressed air. Something twisted around Crystal in that moment, something that tangled her limbs and was made of thin cord.

Crystal had a moment of pure shock as the net wrapped her neatly before she was yanked hard, pulling her from her feet. Her cry seemed to die in the darkness as the dragoness was pulled into an alleyway, a mechanical whine of a winch filling the air. "What--!" she howled, struggling. There was another screech as the van stopped at the end of the alley, cutting off all escape.

She thrashed and struggled against the netting but it did not break. The bag was yanked from her shoulder and something jabbed through her fur in its place. "No!" she yelled but her voice was already weakening. "No. No..." Her voice faded completely, the last word slurring badly as she slipped into unconsciousness.

The man who had fired the net moved quickly, detaching the portable winch and packing the injector back into its case. It wouldn't do to leave anything behind. He double checked everything. Three other men jumped from the van, only the driver staying in position. The side door was slid open and a ramp unfolded. With a practised efficiency, they pulled the sleeping and drugged dragoness into the van, closing the door behind her. Then they too disappeared back into the van, the last man hauling the winch in as well.

With a more sedate squeal than before, the van pulled away, entering the light again. The men inside quietly celebrating. Another operation was successful; one more dragon was captured with no evidence left behind.

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Crystal's head was aching when she woke, her mind woozy and her thoughts indistinct. For a moment, she wondered why she had a nameless bad feeling. Then the memories of that street and her kidnapping came back all at once and her eyes snapped open. The painful headache flared as bright light invaded her eyes. They instantly watered but she kept them opened, squinting through the pain. What the white dragoness saw did not raise her spirits.

She was in a brightly lit room, large enough to hold the iron cages set a good distance apart from one another. Crystal was in one herself but there were almost a dozen dragons in the other cages, male and female. Their smells mixed through the air, mixing and becoming indistinguishable but it was clear that almost all reeked of sex. Shaking her head to clear it further, Crystal rose to her feet in the cramped cage, looking around in horror.

There was a furred dragon in the next cage with the most oversized testicles she had ever seen. They hung down between his hind legs, looking swollen and full. He was stroking his erect cock rapidly with a claw. Even as Crystal watched, he climaxed, splattering his stomach and the floor of his cage with his seed. The strong scent of him cum filled Crystal's nose but she watched in shock as he kept stroking, not even losing his erection after the climax.

On Crystal's other side, a dragoness was crouching in her cage, sex turned towards Crystal. She was moaning quietly to herself and it was only a moment before her sex clenched, sending a cascade of her juices onto the floor. Crystal gaped. She was sure that dragoness had just cum, without anyone or anything touching her. Another moment later, it happened again, then again. This dragoness was having non-stop orgasms, one after the other, seemingly spontaneously. The moaning increased in volume again and she crouched lower.

Everywhere Crystal looked, there were more dragons or dragonesses in depraved situations, many masturbating in some way. _What have I been dragged into?_Crystal thought, panic starting to cloud her mind. "Let me go!" she shouted, flinging herself against the bars. The cage rattled and clanged but nothing gave. A couple of the other dragons looked up at her but they didn't speak, and the majority didn't even take notice of her furious shouting. "Did you hear me?! Let me out!"

Some of the other dragons turned to look at her but none of them said anything. "What's going on? What is this place?"

The dragoness in the next cage over looked at her, rising from her crouch a little. Crystal gazed at her uncertainly, waiting for her to speak but the cumming dragoness just shook her head a little before moaning again, her folds spasming visibly. There was only the sound of the other dragons for a while after that. Crystal tried to block out their moans, cries and whimpers but she was failing miserably. She crouched in the cage, hunched over as if to protect herself and waiting for whoever had brought her here to reappear.

It took a long time for anything to happen; Crystal had almost thought she'd been left here to starve when a door clanged loudly and Crystal heard a human speaking. The voice was male and echoed slightly as it came closer. "Well, she's awake. What part is the new one going to play?"

Another voice entered became audible, echoing like the first. They seemed to be right outside the room. "The drug one that we've been wanting to do. That's what the equipment is for."

A pair of doors next to Crystal's cage banged open and two humans pushing a large cart entered the room. The cart was covered in leather straps and metal rods, along with a large, grey circle on which the items were sitting. Both humans were male and dressed in overalls. They were still speaking. "I've been waiting for that one!" the human on the left said.

"Well," his companion replied, "you'll get to see it at tonight's show."

"I can hear you," Crystal interrupted, snarling. "What show? What are you going to do?"

They acted like they couldn't hear her words, not even looking at Crystal. The cart squeaked to a halt right in front of her cage and one of the humans pulled a large key from a pocket. "Hang on a moment," the other said, pulling something from the cart. Crystal had barely enough time to see a long, plastic rod tipped with metal before it poked her hard in the shoulder.

The prod itself hurt, jabbing right through Crystal's fur but it was the electricity that crackled through her that made her collapse to the ground, throat seizing as she silently waited for the pain to stop. It seemed much longer to the dragoness but it was only a few seconds before the high-powered cattle prod was pulled away. Crystal, as soon as she could move again, scrambled away from them, growling and eyeing the prod fearfully.

"Now, you're gonna behave yourself and do exactly as we say. No resisting; just stand there calmly, or all you're gonna get is pain and trouble." He held the prod up again, pressing the button and sending electricity arcing between the tips.

"Fine," Crystal spat at the them, standing back as the humans opened the cage. She held back from immediately rushing out. The cattle prod was still being held in front of her, ready to react to a break for the door. The dragoness would be on the ground before she even left the cage. Fine, Crystal said to herself. I'll wait until they're not expecting it. There was a small, icy part of her stomach that worried that that point wouldn't come but she ignored it.

They were smaller than she was but the powerful prod gave the humans a strong advantage. One of them picked up a length of the leather thongs, the other holding the prod ready to strike. Crystal growled as they approached cautiously, but the sound didn't scare them off. She itched to bite, to tear them apart but fast as she was, she was sure the man holding the prod would be a little faster. He was glaring at her, drumming the prod with his fingers in a rapid beat.

"Hold out your front paw," he commanded. Crystal stood resolutely still for a moment before electricity crackled across the prod again. "Don't make me ask twice!" Keeping the stick in sight, she grudgingly obeyed, holding out her left foreleg. The leather strap was buckled around it, forming a tough cuff with a metal ring on the front. There was a small click as a padlock was locked around the buckle, preventing it from opening again. Seeing where this was going, she growled more loudly but held out the other paw when it was asked for.

Another two cuffs were placed on her hind legs as well. She considered crushing the human against the side of the cage 'accidentally' when he walked beside her. The prod was still there though so she didn't. That human's eyes never left her, barely even blinking. Once the cuffs were on all four of her legs, a brace was pulled from the cart, more complex than the cuffs.

"Tail down." Snarling, she refused but before she could say anything the prod was shoved into her hard again. She jerked and scrambled away but the electricity hadn't been activated; he had only jabbed her as a warning. "Do what we say," he said warningly, "or the next time you'll get shocked."

"Fine," she said quietly. The man activated the prod again as she spoke and Crystal went silent. She lowered her tail so the main could buckle the weird harness around her tail. It felt odd, moving her fur around in a strange way. He locked it on and she moved her tail away, the weight uncomfortable on her tail.

The last piece of leather was thicker and was held in front of her neck. She resisted only for a moment before she allowed the collar to be locked onto her, eyes flicking back to the prod.

"Last thing now," the man said, pulling something else from the cart. It was a moment before she recognised it for what it was: a gag and bridle combined. The gag part looked humiliatingly phallic in the human's hands and had several holes to allow her to breathe. She whined as it was forced next to her mouth but the man with the prod stepped forward further into the cage so she silently accepted the gag. It pressed her tongue down, the tip tickling at the back of Crystal's throat. The straps around her jaws prevented her from spitting it out.

Now feeling completely humiliated, Crystal glanced around at the other dragons in the cages, now noticing that they had much the same gear on as she now did, though few had gags. "Get on the circle," the man with the prod ordered, backing out and tapping the circle on the cart. Soon, I can get out, she thought. But for now...

She hopped up onto the dais, immediately noting the attachment points and feeling the now-familiar sinking feeling in her stomach. The man without the prod went around, connecting tight chains to the cuffs on her front legs and long rods to the ones on her hind legs. The result was that the furred dragoness was left in an awkward crouch on the little circle, her tail swinging low to try and keep her body balanced. Now that she was bound on the circle, the two humans didn't seem very concerned with her anymore. They went back to the standby of pretending she couldn't hear them. The one with the prod even put it away.

"You know where to go next, Grayson?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'll get right to it."

"Good, you don't have long. Show begins soon."

"I won't forget!"

One of the humans left while the other, Grayson, pressed a button on the cart. Instead of him pushing it this time, a motor started, more easily able to move Crystal's weight. She jerked forwards with cart and saw one of the other dragonesses in the cage look up at her. The blue and white dragoness had paused in the act of furiously licking at a clearly heat-swollen sex and she stared at Crystal, locking eyes. For the briefest of moments, Crystal thought she saw pity in her eyes. Then the communication was gone and the dappled dragoness went back to licking at her sex.

The cart left through a different pair of double doors that Grayson and his colleague had entered from and Crystal got her first view of the rest of the building. It was shabby, with peeling paint and the smell that accompanies moisture damage: mildew, moss and damp. The hallway was only barely wide enough for the cart and it occasionally grated along the sides, throwing Crystal off balance. There was another door approaching and Grayson tapped something on the cart's controls.

When they reached the doors, the cart pushed through them, entering another room. This one was much, much cleaner and an austere white. There was a table with stainless steel instruments but she passed it before the whit dragoness could get a good look. The cart stopped in the middle of the room and Crystal heard a rattling jingle. Crystal was confused for a second before there was a strong, irresistible tug on her tail. She whipped her head around to see that Grayson had attached a chain to the tail harness and was using a hand crank to force her tail into the air. She growled, outraged, but there was nothing that the dragoness could do as her tail was forcibly raised, exposing her sex to the room and the door.

She flushed hard when she heard the door behind her open, knowing full well that they'd be looking straight at her sex. Someone walked past her, snapping on latex gloves as she did so. Uh oh, that's not good, Crystal thought. She struggled and the leather creaked but nothing else happened. "The usual?" the new woman asked.

"Yep, doctor," Grayson said, sitting on a chair in a corner. "Piercings and all."

"All right," the doctor grunted, putting some things from a draw onto a tray. She turned to walked past Crystal, giving the dragoness a glimpse at a large piercing gun and half a dozen equally large gold rings. To her surprise, the doctor walked past her and behind. Wait...no! Crystal thought. Come on, really?!

"Will she be ready for later?" asked Grayson

"The piercings will heal in a couple of minutes, so she'll be fine. One of the advantages of magic."

Crystal jerked as she felt the small hands of the doctor at her sex, fingering one of the lips there. She growled loudly but it turned into a whine as she felt something cool press against the sensitive flesh. There was a sharp stab of pain and Crystal yelped through the gag, instinctively trying to curl up and protect her vulnerable sex. It throbbed painfully as the doctor clinically manipulated one of the gold rings through the new hole in her flesh. "One down, three to go."

Crystal eyes widened. Three! Sure enough, the stab of pain happened another three times, so there were two piercings on each side of her sex, the gold rings glinting in the light. There was a dull ache throughout her sex, the piercings themselves throbbing especially hard. "I finished the labia piercings," the doctor said. "Doing the clitoral one now."

Crystal whined again, this time much more fervently than before. No, they can't be serious! Crystal thought wildly. Latex covered fingers rubbed gently at her clit, drawing it out from its hood as it became erect. Crystal squeezed her eyes shut, hating the pleasure she got from the act and in dread of what was to come. The chill of the needle pressed against her clit and she waited for blinding agony. The needle pushed forward and Crystal yelped as a sharp stab of pain, more than any other, shot through her. It didn't hurt as much as she thought it would but she still had to blink away tears. The weight of the ring appeared, hanging directly from her aching nub and rubbing against it with every slight movement that the dragoness made.

The dragoness groaned weakly but the doctor had been right when she said Crystal would heal fast. The pain was almost gone and the ache was leaving almost as fast. She tried not to move though; every tiny change in position made the ring in her clit move as well, the sensation small but horribly teasing. She tried to ignore it.

"All done?" said Grayson, jumping up from the chair.

"Yep," the doctor replied, snapping off her gloves and tossing them into a bin. "That's my bit. For now at least. I'll have another look at her tomorrow morning for a more general physical though."

Feeling some of her anger returning, Crystal growled. They were talking like she wasn't even in the room! Grayson checked his watch then swore. "I'm going to be late!" he said, winding down the winch that kept Crystal's tail lifted and removing the chain. As soon as it was free, Crystal lowered her tail over her sex protectively but Grayson had already moved to the controls of the cart, pressing more buttons.

The cart reversed from the room and then continued down the hallway, away from the room that she had awoken in. The ache had gone now completely but Crystal wasn't worried about that anymore. There were sounds from ahead now, the distinctive murmuring of a crowd. Am I going to be shown to people like this? What kind of perverted place is this? The cart banged through another set of doors and the murmuring of the crowd got a lot louder. A large curtain stretched across the entirety of one side of the room and the crowd sounded right behind it. I'm on a stage, Crystal thought, incensed and panicky at the same time.

The cart moved to the centre of the stage and stopped, rotating slightly so that her rear was pointing slightly to one side of the audience. A frame was rolled out and attached to the platform. With a pang of dread, Crystal saw the same winch and chain that had been present in the piercer's office. She snarled around the gag but it didn't stop Grayson from yanking her tail high again, the brace around it ensuring she couldn't pull it back down.

There was another hook, a little above Crystal's head. She looked at it, confused, but its purpose was soon revealed. Grayson left for a moment but returned with something heavy in his arms. It was a metal canister filled with a bright orange liquid, obviously weighing quite a lot as he was having difficulty hoisting it high enough to attach to the hook. In the end he managed it and as the canister swung, Crystal saw the words printed on the side: Hyper Fertility. She had barely comprehended their meaning when Grayson attached a tube to a valve on the bottom of the canister and locked the other end into her gag, which had a handy slot for just that purpose.

"Nnngh!" she grunted at him, shaking her head wildly so that the tube and the canister swung above her. Grayson didn't react except to turn the valve. Bright orange liquid began to rush down the tube, slowly filling it as it reached the gag in Crystal's mouth. The drug trickled out of the very back of the gag where she couldn't spit it out; it was swallow or choke. Burning with anger, she gulped it down whenever it started to hamper her breathing.

"Good girl," the human said, patting her on the nose. "Only one more thing..."

He left Crystal's line of sight and she couldn't turn her head to follow him because of the tube. The trickle of liquid was slow but she already felt like she'd swallowed a lot. The level in the canister above hadn't even lowered.

The white dragoness jerked and gave a muffled growl as something wet and slick pressed against her tailhole. Shaking her head wildly made the canister swing but something began to spread her tailhole wide. The plug slipped in, the base sticking out and the thin neck of the toy prevented her from pushing it out. She groaned, feeling the plug filling her ass. It was an alien sensation, one that she had never experienced before.

The dragoness shivered as the plug rubbed against her, but another feeling was running through her. The drugs, whatever they were supposed to do, seemed to be working. She felt feverish, like her fur had suddenly thickened several times. Her sex filled with blood and wetness began to trickle from it as she went into heat. Crystal recognised the feeling almost immediately, although her rapidly changing scent was a strong hint as well.

She panted heavily as the warmth settled in her sex, sparking the instinctual need that heat always brought with it. Concentrating on her new heat and the slightly uncomfortable plug in her tailhole, Crystal barely noticed Grayson leaving the stage but she couldn't fail to miss the voice that boomed through a hidden speaker system.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!" the voice said and the sound of the crowd died away. "Tonight, we have a new attraction: a recently captured dragoness with a new condition!"

The curtain along the side of the cage split in the middle and then bright light blinded Crystal. She blinked, her eyes adjusting quickly to the light but she soon wished she couldn't see. Spotlights made it difficult to see any details, but there was a large crowd seated at small, round tables, all looking at her, bound in this compromising position with her heated sex and plugged tailhole on display.

Once she was visible, there was a clear peal of laughter from the crowd, making Crystal flush hard in embarrassment and humiliation. Then something touched her leg. She jumped, not that meant much bound as she was, as the something trailed through the fur on her thigh, leaving behind a thick, slick liquid that matted her fur. What is that?

"Pay attention to the tentacle," the announcer said. "It'll find what it's looking for any moment now."

Tentacle? Crystal thought wildly. That's what it felt like, feeling over her hindquarters and trailing that thick liquid through her fur. An uneasy feeling settled in her stomach as the fill picture of what was happening occurred to her but those thoughts were driven from her mind as the tentacle found her sex. She moaned and shuddered as it stroked hard against her lips, sensitised from her heat. It seemed to be exploring her sex, feeling around and coating it with more of the liquid that oozed from it.

"It looks like the tentacle has found what it wants," the narration continued.

The tentacle's touch vanished for a moment and Crystal heard an intake of breath from the crowd. There was a brief moment of confusion before the tentacle reappeared, thrusting forwards against her sex and filling her with its squirming length. Crystal gasped and moaned through the gag, spluttering a little as she forgot to swallow the hyper fertility drug for a moment. With the plug and the tentacle, the dragoness felt stuffed full and the non-stop wriggling and squirming in her sex didn't help her stay in control of herself. She whined and bucked back into the tentacle, succumbing to the heat in her pussy for a moment.

The endless, unpredictable movements inside her were impossible to block out, and the heat made them so much more intense than usual. Crystal whined as she was pushed towards an orgasm, hating the humiliation of being forced to cum in front of an audience but wanting the climax as well. "Now, the tentacle is only there to impregnate the dragoness, not to let her cum or anything," the commentator continued. "After all, where would the fun be in that?"

Crystal barely heard the words, distracted by what was happening beneath her tail. The thin tip of the tentacle seemed to be worming deeper into her and there was a stab of discomfort in her lower belly as the tip poked against her cervix. She moaned as it happened, the almost-pain driving back the orgasm. The tip of the tendril buried inside her sex wormed forwards until it pushed past the barrier before freezing entirely. A ripple seemed to pass through the tentacle and then liquid spurted from the tip, right into her womb. Remembering what the commentator had said about it 'impregnating' her, Crystal whined loudly, trying to shake the tentacle loose from her sex as more of the liquid was pumped into her egg chamber.

The rippling sensation stopped and then the tentacle withdrew although most of the liquid remained locked inside Crystal. The tendril didn't leave completely; Crystal could feel it beside her leg, occasionally squirming and rubbing against her fur. "Ah, it seems the tentacle has done its work," the announcer narrated. "Now it's time for the rest of the process. It should only take a few minutes."

These words were confusing. Process? Crystal wondered. Rest of what process? What more can they do to me? In her crouched position, her body was hunched and folded in on itself but the changes still took a moment to be realised by the dragoness. Her belly was slowly expanding, filling and pushing against her legs. The feeling grew uncomfortable quickly and she moaned through the gag, trying to shift and find a more comfortable position. She could feel hard shapes forming beneath her fur and her heart skipped a beat as she realised what was happening.

"Ah, you can see the eggs now," the narrator said. "With the specialised drug that we're feeding her, the eggs should be fully formed in less than five minutes and ready to be lain soon after that. I'm sure it's quite uncomfortable for our lovely dragoness up there."

He was right. Crystal groaned again as her belly swelled still further, pressing against her legs. She had never had a clutch of eggs before and no dragoness had ever had a clutch this quickly so it was all an alien sensation. The round, hard shapes of her eggs were just visible beneath her fur. It feels like half a dozen eggs, she thought, squeezing her eyes shut as they swelled still larger.

"Now, I should explain the lovely gold rings you can see on the dragoness's sex. They're enchanted to perform a couple of functions. The first is that they'll slow down the laying process so you guys can get a show. Wouldn't want the fun over too quickly! The second is that they'll dull the pain of laying and instead replace it with what I'm told will be extreme pleasure. She won't be able to stop herself from cumming over and over!"

Crystal heard the words and could barely believe them but was again distracted as a pang went through her lower belly. The egg closest to the entrance to her chamber began to move and Crystal instinctively sunk deeper into the crouch. "Ah!" the commentator said, the crowd growing rapt again. "I do believe that she's starting to lay!"

Another pang of discomfort ran through Crystal's body as the egg's tip began to push at her cervix which slowly opened. She expected more discomfort, even pain, but all that washed through her was pure bliss from her sex. She jerked as the egg slipped into her pussy, her muscles squeezing down on it hard. The egg moved along her passage at a snail's pace, allowing Crystal to feel every detail of its smooth, slippery surface. She tried to force it out faster but her body wouldn't comply, keeping the same pace. It pressed against the plug in her tailhole, making her feel so incredibly full.

Crystal came when it was almost to her entrance. It was impossible for the audience to miss; the dragoness tossed her head, shuddering in the restraints as her arousal gushed from her sex. The humans in the crowd hooted and cat called as she came down from the climax, the tip of the egg forced closer to her entrance by the contractions of her sex in the orgasm. Here the progress slowed down even more, so Crystal could really feel her entrance spreading and stretching around the widest part of the egg.

It slipped from her, onto the floor and the furred dragoness gave a muffled roar as she orgasmed a second time from the sensation of the egg leaving her body. Crystal panted heavily, feeling the sudden, complete emptiness inside her. She burned with shame as Grayson reappeared on the stage. He used both hands to hoist up the egg, which was slick with her juices, showing it to the crowd who cheered loudly. Another human wheeled out a pedestal with a cushion and a sign on it and Grayson carefully put the egg on the cushion.

The dragoness caught a glimpse of the sign before it was turned towards the audience: 1st Egg Laid. She moaned, defeated as yet another egg fell into her passage, the crowd quieting as they watched. She came again and again, climaxing three times before the egg was out of her and on the floor. The egg after that, she orgasmed five times before the egg was gone.

She never got used to the feeling, nor could she speed up the process even a little bit. Crystal's body seemed to go on autopilot every time there was an egg in her sex and she was helpless to stop herself cumming over and over again. For the last three eggs, it was a constant orgasm. She couldn't tell where one ended and the other began, her mind simply blanking as the eggs passed through her. When the final egg dropped from her pussy onto the floor, a round of applause issued from the crowd.

Almost unconscious now with tiredness and overstimulation, Crystal barely comprehended the words coming through the speakers. "And that's the end of this attraction, ladies and gentlemen! After a short intermission, we will have the next dragon for your entertainment ready!"

The curtains swung shut again, dulling some of the chatter from the humans. Crystal's mind was dull with exhaustion but she noticed that the canister of hyper fertility drug was completely empty. Her tail was released from the ceiling but she didn't have the strength to hold it up anymore. The cart began to move again and her furred tail dragged behind her on the ground.

The actual journey was a blur in Crystal's mind but she roused herself to moan quietly when Grayson removed her chains, though he left the cuffs on. With a strong tug, the plug was pulled from her ass. Lastly, the gag was removed from her mouth. "Into the cage," he said and she realised that they were back in the room she had woken up in, her empty cage open in front of her. Too tired to resist, she walked into the cage, staggering as she did so. Once inside, the door clanged shut and Crystal fell heavily onto her side, her eyelids almost fluttered shut but she watched Grayson take the cart away.

Her sex ached and she slowly moved to look at it. Her lips were stretched and her pussy was gaping a little after laying the eggs but it was the puffy nature of her sex that made her whine softly. The drug might have stopped but she still looked, and felt, like she was still in heat. After all the orgasms and the act of laying a full clutch of eggs though, her heat was sated. For now, at least.

Other dragons were leaving the cages around Crystal, bound in much the same manner as she had been. She couldn't pay attention for long, exhaustion claiming her.

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Crystal learnt the routine of her new life quickly. Sometimes she would be put to sleep with a shoulder-full of sedatives, like when she had been captured in the first place. Each time after this happened, she would wake up in a new place, though still in the cage. Each night she was conscious, she would be wheeled out in front of an ever-changing audience where she would be force fed a new canister of hyper fertility drug. The tentacle would re-emerge and fill her womb with what passed for its cum.

While the audience laughed at her, Crystal's belly would grow with a clutch of eggs and she would cum uncontrollably as she lay them. Every so often, the audience would be invited to interact with her. One took special interest in forcing one of her eggs back into her and listening to Crystal's fervent whines as he held it there, keeping her from laying it again. Another marvelled that she could fit the majority of her arm inside Crystal's sex, laughing as she felt the dragoness's muscles try and milk her limb.

If it was possible, the days were worse than the nights. As she was still consuming a canister of the heat-inducing drug each night, she was left in the height of heat each morning. Any relief gained from laying the clutch and the endless orgasms from the night before vanished before she woke up in the morning. Now she understood the other dragons endlessly masturbating. There was nothing else to do, sitting in the cage, and the never-ceasing need of her heat demanded that she spend all of her time with her tongue beneath her tail. Any embarrassment she got from cumming in public had long since vanished, especially with all of the other dragons orgasming around her. If anything, the scent of aroused male dragons just made everything worse. Her tongue was a poor substitute for a real cock and her body knew it; any attempts at masturbation gave temporary relief at best.

No dragon ever seemed to speak in the cages. Men with the powerful prods walked between the cages or sat in a corner and they didn't hesitate to use their weapons on any dragon that spoke. Crystal learnt that lesson the hard way--several times. Eventually, she stopped trying to communicate with her fellow prisoners altogether. All that remained to fill her time was staring around and trying fruitlessly to sate the heat beneath her tail.

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The familiar sound and smell of Grayson entering with the cart distracted Crystal from her puffy sex. She almost looked forward to when she would get impregnated now; at least it would give her some relief from this damnable heat.

She rose and stepped onto the circular cart, Grayson quickly attaching the now-familiar chains and rods to her ever-present cuffs. Crystal tried to remember how many nights she had been forced to do this. One hundred? Two hundred? More? She had lost count at around fifty. It was impossible to know how much time had really passed; she was knocked out every time that she was transported. Each move could take a week for all she knew.

The cart trundled down a new hallway and onto a stage, this one rather small and dirty. The furred dragoness wondered how many eggs she had lain over the course of her time here. It had to be high triple digits, if not four. Each of her clutches were at least six eggs, usually more. Twelve had been the record. At least they don't hatch, she thought glumly, hearing the familiar chatter of the crowd beyond the curtain. She knew that because her first egg, the one that Grayson had put on the pedestal ages ago, was still there. Her captors brought it out with them every 'performance', so at least she wasn't giving the humans little hatchlings. The cart stopped on stage and she meekly accepted the tube that was connected to the gag, a fresh canister of drugs hanging above her.

The familiar voice of the commentator, which never changed, started up again, introducing Crystal and the act she would be forced to do. On cue, the tentacle rose up and thrust into her. Crystal squirmed as it deposited its load into her, fertilising the eggs that the drug released. One thing she never got used to was the weird feeling of stretching from the inside as the eggs grew larger in her belly. In spite of herself, she found herself looking forward to the laying part, where her heat would go away for a little bit and leave her alone.

A pang in her belly signalled the start of the laying process and Crystal closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of the eggs sliding through her. As expected, the first orgasm came quickly, the other's following soon on the first's heels. She lost the ability to hold back her cries and moans, the dragoness losing herself in the overpowering climaxes.

She thought there were about seven eggs and around the second last one, she noticed that something was happening. There were bangs from out in the audience and then screams and shouts. Another orgasm crashed over Crystal and as she shuddered through it, she heard something that made her twist to look into the audience.

"POLICE!"

The shout was echoed on all sides and now men in SWAT gear were running through the audience, which scattered before them. Crystal couldn't stop another orgasm as the second last egg fell from her, watching as one of the policemen tackled Grayson who had been running across the stage, trying to escape. As the last egg entered her sex, Crystal heard the people start getting pushed from the room. Grayson, hauled by two men with handcuffs on, was rushed past her. Another policeman ran up to the dragoness. She flushed with humiliation as she came again in front of them, unable to help it as the last egg fell from her pussy on the floor, joining the wet pile there.

She whined at the police and one of them said, "It's OK now. Here..." The one in front of her removed the gag from her snout while others set about undoing the cuffs and chains around her limbs. As soon as the gag was gone, Crystal coughed and spat out the remnants of the hyper fertility concoction from her mouth. The brace from her tail was undone and she lowered it at once, blushing hard as she covered her surely gaping sex.

Once all of the restraints were gone, Crystal stiffly got off the raised cart. "Head outside," one of the policemen told her. "There's medics out there that'll take care of you but we've got to go and clear the rest of the building."

Crystal nodded tiredly and she was left almost alone in the room. All of the people in the crowd had either run or been arrested and marched out. She couldn't stop a small smile from breaking across her face as she walked to the door, smelling the outside air for the first time in what felt like ages. I'm free!