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Sereve padded along the dense jungle ground, quietly simmering with discontent, along with a few other sensations. She had felt so prepared, and yet had barely made it three days before encountering this unexpected trouble. It wasn't even supposed to be a big deal! Young males and females often found themselves chafing against the (admittedly overbearing) traditions and customs of the community, so it wasn't uncommon for them to set off on their own, especially among the more naturally solitary subgroups of the feline tribes, like jaguars (such as herself) and tigers. Sometimes they'd come crawling back a few days later, sometimes they'd take a nice, long, break for themselves before deciding to return to take up responsibility in the tribe, and sometimes they would find that they had no desire to go back at all.

Sereve herself had already more or less decided that she would never go back before she had even left, and had worked hard to acquire the skills necessary to back this decision up. At just over seven feet, she was a bit tall, although not unreasonably so for her species. A lifetime spent hunting was evident in the ripple of lean muscle under her glossy black fur, the graceful, slinky motions which made next to no sound even in the underbrush, and the easy ways in which she comfortably carried a long spear without it ever snagging on anything or getting in her way. She was more than just physically fit, however; she was well aware of the techniques she'd need to traverse the wilderness on her own, and before leaving she had even somehow managed to convince the village shaman to give her a few lessons. She had neither the time nor the materials to learn anything particularly flashy, but she still learned a few helpful cantrips and some simple recipes using local plant and animal life.

But despite all this, she still found herself in front of an issue; and it wasn't that this issue itself was innately dangerous, it was just so annoying, perhaps a fitting punishment for a pointless mistake. Most of the jungle-coated basin that she had lived in her whole life was surrounded by steep hills, and to get out it would be an exhausting hike at best or a downright dangerous climb at worst; but she knew a pass that was more easily navigable.

So when she had seen all the signs, she summarily ignored them. When she came across the animals whose eyes were just a bit too shiny for the available light, or the birds that sang just a bit too sweetly, or the flowers which bloomed just a bit bigger than they should have, she should have turned straight around. One of the earliest things that were constantly taught to the children in the tribe was, "Don't fuck with wild magic." Of course, all the elders would stop in their tracks the second they thought the area might have some residual contamination, and all the young adults who had yet to learn better would skirt the corners and take shortcuts, saying that a quick run through, just this once, would be fine.

The first problem with this was that they were usually right, so when she realized that the pass was a bit contaminated she decided to cut through. She would've lost at least a day if she had to find another path, and she didn't know as much about any other routes she might take. However, the second problem was that it only takes one mistake to cause irrevocable damage. So really, she got off lightly; she was extremely concerned when she felt the sensation of prickling in her fur, followed by what felt like a thousand large centipedes crawling down her body, and heard what sounded like a cross between a beehive and a cursed voice whispering a bad omen. When this subsided, she was pleased to note that she hadn't been shunted to some god forsaken corner of the globe, and she had the same number of limbs, each of which seemed to be about where she left it. With less pleasure, however, she felt a familiar warmth growing behind her loincloth.

Sereve had spent a few minutes swearing before she calmed down enough to continue. Her heat was the one thing that she was planning on just figuring out later, but now she had to deal with it immediately; and it did feel like it was going to be a bad one. She knew that in a few hours she would be desperate to fuck any able body available, but since she left she had barely interacted with another living thing beyond hunting game. She was fairly deep in the jungle, and she knew she was probably a few days away from any sort of civilization. The panther had nothing to do but press on.

Soon, she found herself being betrayed by her body; when she wasn't paying attention to her tail, she found it raised and swaying behind her,. She'd put it down, and a few minutes later realize that she'd raised it again. Additionally, her taint began to grow noticeably wet, and she detected a hint of her own scent as the smooth black fur around her entrance grew slightly slick. Perhaps worst of all, she also found herself to be incredibly sensitive, and her tail lashed angrily as the slightest cool breeze sent shivers down her spine. Damn it, she thought,if I don't get some relief soon I'm gonna lose it. She considered finding a quiet space to hunker down and get herself off, but when she had a heat this bad, she usually needed the real deal. If she didn't find someone to help her out, she was going to have to endure the agony of unchecked lust.

As she paused momentarily in a clearing, a flash of movement caught her eye, and she whirled around and peered into the jungle around her. Whatever it was, it was hiding well. Shit, I'm being followed, she thought; her normally keen perception was dulled by her distraction, and she wasn't sure how long she'd been stalked for. She scanned the area, and caught a glimpse of something shimmering in the sunlight, maybe... scales? As she parsed what she had just seen, irritation turned to apprehension. She knew of no natural reptiles in the area that were that large and that fast, leaving two immediate options for what she was being stalked by. "Hello?" she hesitantly called out, readying her spear. This thing was either an feral and animalistic drake, in which case she needed to be prepared for a vicious fight, or --

"Hello, wanderer," a deep voice rumbled out from the trees, interrupting her thoughts. "Pardon me for startling you, but I couldn't help but notice that you appear to be in some... distress." Out of the jungle stepped a huge beast, with rich crimson scales creating tough, craggy formations on its back and a golden underbelly. It stepped through the brush, and Sereve counted four legs, in addition to two massive wings tented on its back. As she overcame the initial shock, she finished her thought: this was a true dragon. While she had heard that there was a large amount of variety in a true dragon's form, this specimen in front of her was everything that came to mind when she thought of a dragon. As it stepped fully into the clearing, it sat on its haunches and stared down at her. Its shoulders were at Sereve's eye level, and as its head towered over her, its iridescent eyes glinting between orange and red depending on the light. Finally, its words reached her brain, and Sereve's skin flushed under her fur -- the damned thing could smell her heat!

"What's it matter to you?" she replied, keeping her words terse in order to hide the slight tremble in her voice. Dragons typically weren't very aggressive, but if it did decide to attack, there would be nothing she could do about it.

In that deep rumbling voice, the dragon replied, "I believe we may be able to help each other. I am Kire; what may I call you?"

"Sereve," the jaguar woman replied.

"Well, Sereve, I was drawn to this area by a fluctuation in wild magic. This whole area was lousy with it, so, in order to keep this land from becoming permanently tainted, I sought to disperse the magic field manually -- a controlled demolition, if you will. Unfortunately, the effects of the magic were more powerful, and progressed more quickly, than I was prepared for. The bad news is that I was too slow to prevent it entirely, and it dissipated into everything in the area. The good news is that, despite the short notice, I was able to exert some control and shift it into a form that was less dangerous and absorb the brunt of it before it got dispersed."

Sereve stared blankly for a moment, before it began to click. After a second, she said, "So, what you're saying is I'm not the only one hit by this?"

Kire replied, "To be exact, every sapient creature in this basin has been placed under an ensorcelled lust, including males."

"Oh," Sereve muttered.

"Including me."

The panther finally tore her own green eyes away from Kire's, and noticed that it was very obviously a he. "Oh," she said again, a bit softer this time.

"As a male, I've never experienced this before, so I'm a bit flustered," Kire admitted, "so excuse me if this is a bit forward, but I was thinking we may be able to... mutually assist one another."

Sereve blinked, and stood in stunned silence for a second. She had never considered mating outside of her own species before, even with another humanoid, as there was quite a bit of stigma against it due to the largely insular nature of her community. However, she had decided to leave her home because of its stifling rules, and she did need to do something about her incessant craving. And besides, she had to admit that he was quite a magnificent creature. She stepped closer and purred, "Very well, let's do this."

The panther stripped the woven wrap off of her chest, revealing her firm breasts and her cute pink nipples. She wasn't particularly busty due to her generally lean physique, but she wasn't flat either. She set the cloth to the side, before pulling off her short cloth skirt and tossing it on top. The fur around her pink folds were glistening slightly from moisture, and she felt a slight tingle as the breeze brushed against her.

She walked along his side, brushing her hand along him and feeling his body, which was surprisingly warm for something apparently reptilian. The red scales on his back had no give, and felt more like stone than like skin. His underbelly, however, was much smoother than she had expected, feeling like an especially smooth and glossy snakeskin. As she reached his rear, Sereve noticed Kire's python-like tail twitching nervously -- the first sign of anything other than easy confidence she had seen so far. She looked back at him and asked, "How would you like to start?", to which he murmured, "To be honest, I've never mated a humanoid before. You felines are larger than most, so I don't expect it to be too much of a problem, but perhaps you should start with whatever makes you most comfortable."

Sereve thought this over for a moment, before saying, "Let's see what you're working with, first," before quickly ducking under him and getting on all fours in front of his haunches. "Quite a lot, as it turns out," she said as she examined his equipment. His cock was quite a bit larger than any she had seen before, and had a decidedly unusual anatomy; it was almost as long as her forearm, and similarly thick at the base, although it had a tapered end. Along its length was a series of four ridges, which were shaped somewhere between a canine's knot and a horse's medial ring. A bit of precum had bubbled out of the tip, and as she approached she noticed an unusual musk, which almost smelt more like a warm spice than like an animal's scent.

She put her hand against the tip, slightly wetting it with precum, and smiled at the way his leg muscles tensed up at her touch. Using his slickness, she slid her hand slowly down, feeling each of the bumps in turn. "I bet this'll feel different inside me," she mumbled to herself, as she brushed her hand past the final, biggest bump and down to his smooth, heavy balls. She gave them a single, smooth fondle, before suddenly closing her eyes, leaning forwards, and kissing the tip of his dick. As she deeply inhaled, the dragon's scent struck her hard, and she became very aware of how wet she was getting.

She found that she very much desired to see how much of this gorgeous cock she could fit into her mouth and moved a bit higher to position her head over his tip, only to find that the angle was decidedly uncomfortable. Frustrated, she crawled back out from under him. Kire rumbled, "Everything alright down there?" Sereve replied, "Could you lie on your back? I want to try something." Kire's eyes lit up as he realized what she meant, and he wasted no time in scrambling onto his back with his feet sticking up in the air. "Like this?" he asked.

"Perfect," Sereve replied, and clambered up onto his stomach. Now, the dragon's cock stuck straight up into the air, and Sereve, barely able to fit her toned legs around his sides, straddled him just in front of his dick. Now in a better position, she took another breath of that wonderful scent, then leaned forward and put her mouth around his tip. The black panther took a second to savor the taste of him, and ran her tongue around his tip a few times. Then, she began slowly inching forwards. As the tip reached the back of her mouth, she held back her gag reflex and began to slide forward even further. Soon, she found herself at the first ridge, and opened her mouth a bit wider. It slid in, and her lips closed shut behind it. She had barely fit a quarter of the dick into her mouth, but she was at her limits. Slowly, she pulled back off of him and kissed his tip again, tasting his intoxicating precum.

Before Kire could protest at the removal, she opened her mouth again and smoothly took all she could back into her. Kire gasped at the sudden pleasure, then began to pant as Sereve started bobbing her head up and down, quickly finding a steady rhythm. While she was sucking his hard dick, Sereve grunted in surprise as she felt a puff of hot air against her rear. She pulled his cock from her gullet again and briefly glanced back, seeing Kire craning his neck forward and admiring her hindquarters.

She went back to her task, and a second later yelped as Kire nosed her tail out of the way. Soon, she felt something wet flicker past her nether lips and dance around her clit, teasing her with fleeting contact. She moaned around him as his long, dexterous tongue finally passed directly over her button, giving her some much needed pleasure. Kire's tongue squirmed along her taint as he wasted no time in lapping up as much of her heat-induced moisture as he could, before finally slipping his tongue into her pussy. Sereve began grinding against Kire's mouth, rubbing her clit against the smooth scales of his muzzle and slicking them with her wetness.

Finally, pleasure crashed against her like a wave on a rocky shore as she came. Her legs began to shake and tightly clutch Kire's sides, and her tunnel squeezed and pulsated around his tongue. When she was done rocking, Kire's tongue slid out of her. "I think that's enough foreplay," he muttered to her. Sereve reluctantly pulled her lips off of him, before sizing up his cock again. "I'm not sure how much I'll be able to fit," she admitted. Kire, however, grinned (as much as a dragon could) and said, "I have just the trick." He concentrated, and his eyes briefly shone red, and then yellow, as Sereve experienced what felt like a stream of warm water running directly through her midsection. Now a bit nervous, she asked "What the hell did you just do to me?" Kire, perhaps looking a bit smug, answered, "A little bit of magic that I whipped up; fairly ingenious, if I do say so myself. For a few hours, you'll find that you're much more... accommodating than you normally would be."

Sereve shrugged, and awkwardly turned around on top of Kire, so that she was facing towards him. With her heart-shaped ass now facing towards his cock, she backed up until she felt it against her. Then, she started to slowly slide her cunt up and down his hot shaft, slicking it with her juices. She watched as Kire again craned his neck forwards, reaching towards her. He moved his head close to hers, and stared into Sereve's gorgeous green eyes for a few seconds, before nuzzling her neck, even going so far as to give it a light nibble.

Sereve leaned forwards and whispered to him, "This may be a bit embarrassing to admit, but I've always enjoyed having my tits played with, so..." Not one to be asked twice, Kire moved his head lower and began to carefully lap at Sereve's gorgeous ripe breasts, licking and suckling at one nipple before switching his attentions to the other. Between her grinding and his ministrations on her chest, Sereve began to noticeably pant. Finally, she reached behind her and grabbed Kire's draconian penis and leaned it forwards, so that it lined up with her entrance. She briefly rubbed the tip against her lips, before muttering, "Well, let's test this little charm out," and began to gently, yet firmly, slide backwards onto his dick.

She moaned as she felt it spread her pussy, and gave a little gasp as the first ridge popped into her. Any second now, she expected her body to painfully protest against the girth that was being pushed inside of her, but true to Kire's word, she continually found that she could fit a bit more. Eventually, she managed to fit the second, and even the third, ridge inside of her. As she looked down at herself, she noticed that she could see the outline of it bulging in her stomach. Finally, she felt that she was straining to fit more in, but she kept pushing. With no small effort, she squeezed the fourth ridge inside of her, and slammed down to his hilt, the sudden motion eliciting a gasping moan from Sereve and Kire both. Sereve took a second to enjoy her accomplishment, and then began to pull out.

Each ridge along the way teased her entrance as it slid out of her, sending a little quiver of pleasure through her body. When at last she pulled the tip out of her, she noticed a little strand of their intermingled fluids stretching between them. She looked back up at Kire and kissed him with an open mouth. He retorted by playfully brushing his tongue against hers, before she started to sink back down onto him. Sereve started to ride him, at first slowly, and only taking in a bit of his total length. As she got more comfortable, however, she started thrusting herself faster, and taking more of his delightful cock inside of her.

Soon, they were both moaning together, as she rapidly fucked herself on him, quickly gyrating her sensitive clit on his ribbed cock. Kire looked up, and feasted his eyes on the bouncing of her tits as she thrusted, and the beautiful sight of the feline nearing orgasm, with her mouth open and panting, her eyelids half closed, and her ears twitching with pleasure. He himself wasn't far from coming, either, as her tight pussy slid and contracted around his dick. Finally, Sereve slammed down to the hilt on Kire's cock, causing him to lose control. He roared his pleasure out at the jungle, as he started to loose thick ropes of cum inside of her. Sereve cried out at the sensation of the hot liquid splashing in her, and felt her own orgasm take her, too. Surge after surge of pleasure rushed through her, as the stimuli around her led her to a more powerful orgasm then she had ever felt before; the deep reverberations in Kire's chest as he roared, the huge spurts of cum painting her insides, the sensation of being stuffed more than was even naturally possible...

As their orgasms finally began to subside, Sereve gently pulled off of Kire's dick, the _schlick_of each ridge pulling out of her sending little shocks of pleasure through their afterglow, and dragging excess cum from her tunnel to pool around her entrance and drip onto Kire's stomach. The tip finally exited her, and Sereve felt a cool breeze swirl past her widened hole. Thoroughly exhausted, and totally satisfied, she smoothly hopped off of Kire's stomach, after which he flipped over and lay on his side. Sereve snuggled up next to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, enjoying the intimacy. After a few minutes of quiet thought, she interrupted the silence, asking, "So you could perform that little enchantment on me, but you couldn't just get rid of the heat altogether?" Kire responded, "It's more complicated than that... I may have been able to for you, but I had absorbed far more, so it wouldn't have been much help for me. And besides," he continued, "Don't you think this way was more fun?" He nuzzled his nose against Sereve's neck, and she lightheartedly grumbled a bit as she pulled herself closer and kissed him on the muzzle.