Aftermath

Cosily resting on her new bed, Jane was living the dream, not literally but she was getting close to it: after the initial confusion and violence, things quieted down and life resumed more or less in a normal way, sure there were now hundreds of species going around and flaunting their abilities and forms, some more publicly than others, but schools, offices and whatnot were still operating. Thanks to the valiant efforts of some incredible people, the basic infrastructure and the essential services had been kept running all the while the world tried to find a way to navigate the aftermath of the global change. It was a thing that people desperately needed to keep their sanity to a decent degree: in all the massive amount of changes, having a job or a working train system were highly coveted things for everyone. It was a piece of the old world, but some felt that this too might change one day.

After the people had worked their issues out, or worked their way to it, managers, office workers, teachers and all the others, returned to their posts and resumed their jobs, with great difficulty as some found themselves grown out or wide enough to have to rethink their whole lives, and some suddenly could only live in cold or dark environments but the various still functioning countries allied themselves to find a suitable place for the more 'endangered' species. Seals and polar bears living in Florida had been shipped to the south and north poles to help them cope with temperature and immediately the rusty mechanisms of self-preservation got a good oil job and every single protocol and environmental bill was passed in record time in order to maintain the habitats for the new human races. Nasa and a few other major scientific organisations held a conference about three weeks after the 'Big Mess', as it came to be called, and told the world that 'they had no fucking clue on what had caused this'. The laws of physics had been fucked raw and left dying on the sidewalk and biology had been rewritten from scratch, with people turning into insects that should have never been able to live, considering their need for oxygen intake, or elephants and giraffes, which still made no sense. The one thing they came up with was that families may share common traits and thus transformed in similar animals or something. Martha immediately called her brother on Skype and found out that he too had been turned otter, a sexy otter just like her, though with less breasts of course. On Hank's part, only one had been turned dragon, while the rest were mostly random with badgers, zebras, a tapir of all things and a hummingbird. Who was who needed a while to figure out but they all took their time.

But in the general mood of things, there were far more than a few problems lurking: the old politicians were bickering with each other in the old way they were used to, with money and power, demanding stuff from their nations while the new breed of Leaders was growing by the day. Some of the more intelligent of them made pacts to keep some sort of normal society working but that too was bound to change soon. There were rumours of instability in the east where the insane amount of people created one too many problems and news of small kingdoms based on old claims of royalty popped up here and there. Some international news channel even saw that in one of the most populated areas, those who had turned into dragons were revered as literal gods from the heavens, being gifted with lands and oaths and virgins from once powerful families.

That day Jane would have to return to college as she had received a letter that warned her about the resuming lessons and she really didn't want to go, at all. A little more than a month of complete freedom and relax had gotten to her head and she was not in the mood for math or anything of the sort. She almost had a sense of deja vous that morning.

Stretching her arms and legs, now perfectly fitting her massive bed in a new room, which had gotten a serious upgrade after the mess she had made, just like the rest of the apartment, she finally woke up and felt something weight on her chest, in between her breasts. She grabbed them and pushed them apart and saw a small otter happily resting on her chest, curled up under and inside her massive tits, purring softly, the vast draconic titflesh enveloping her like a pillow. Jane sighed as her mother searched for something with her small paw and she lowered her tits again, which prompted Martha to latch on to her nipple like a big baby and suckle on it, coaxing a moan from her. The times where she woke up with her trying to get inside her breasts were getting increasingly numerous. A somewhat strong bite made her flinch and moan louder, which caused the otter to wake up, rubbing her eyes with a dreamy expression on her face.

"Morning sweetie."

"Morning mom..." she picked her mother up and put of her cleavage, kissing her with passion and driving her tongue deep inside the far smaller mouth, feeling the minuscule one of her mother try its best to fight her. She interrupted the kiss and left a string of saliva drip between them. "Why are you here again?"

"Your dad left to see the mayor or something and I was feeling lonely, so I thought I'd come here and sleep some more." Martha moved around and dove inside her tits again, forcing her daughter to get her out of there. The once serious and stern mother pouted like a kid. "Come on, let me stay..."

"I have classes today, mom." The otter pouted again. "Why do you even like them anyways?"

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me... These babies, are bigger than me, soft and warm, it's like, uhm, sleeping inside a bean bag that has heating installed. Hmmm, I love them." She empathized the concept by rubbing a nipple that was as big as her hand now that it was erect and suckled on it again, making her daughter question once more who this woman was. "They even taste good but not as good as you thick cock, honey."

"Mom... please." She blushed and felt that tiny mouth latch onto her other nipple. "It's still embarrassing for me."

"What? Having your mom suck your tits, praise them, or the fact that I love having your cock up inside me? Hmmm? Stretching me nice and wide and then filling me up until I can barely walk anymore? Or maybe all of the above?" Jane blushed again and felt her slit stir, a hint of cock peeking from the scaled lips between her thighs. "I love when you and your father take turns on me, how you use me as your personal cock warmer and then stay inside for hours." The scent of her arousal began to spread in Jane's nostrils and more of her cock slid out of her, shiny and slick with her natural lube.

"Who are you and where is my mother? Why is a horny otter in my bed?" She asked jokingly, knowing full well how she indeed loved forcing herself on her mother these days, though it was hard to know sometimes who was using who as their toy, given how lustful she had turned after Hank gave her the fuck of her life minutes after changing. She had never stopped asking for more and the two loves of her life were more than happy to oblige and gave her a hard rut whenever she wanted.

"Shush, we both know that you love it."

"Yes, but it's still wrong."

"Why? Just because I gave birth to you? It's just... so liberating, being able to do whatever, free of concerns and rules! Before I had to worry about work, bills, clothes and whatnot but now, thanks to you and your handsome stud of a father, we get food delivered right outside our doorsteps everyday as tributes!!" Martha shuddered and her fluids tricked down those short legs and onto her daughter's chest, running inside that mountain of titflesh that she loved so much. "Look, we talked about this: it may have been wrong before, but now, not so much. With all this mess, families are even more important than ever, I mean... who's going to make sure that your cock is always nice and hard if not me? And who is going to make sure you and I are nice and full of seed by the end of the day if not your father? It's fun and not like you can get me pregnant or anything." Jane cocked an eyebrow. "Some biology expert says there shouldn't be risk of interspecies pregnancy or something. Which means..." She leaned and put her mouth next to her ears. "You can fuck me all you want."

"And that dad could knock me up..." Another deep blush made her squirm. The idea of her being full of eggs or whatever after her dad had fucker her silly was not so bad. "That's not good for me or him." Martha chuckled and kissed her daughter again, slumped on her chest, her three pair of tiny breasts pushing against her massive ones. "What?"

"We took your DNA and your dad's to a laboratory since some guy asked us to cooperate for some experiment and some tests and guess what came up? Apparently your DNA has changed, just like his and probably the rest of the world's and, though you might be in mind and spirit, his daughter, you DNA is nothing like his..." An evil grin flashed on the otter's face. "Which means that you could very well be a partner for him and give birth to healthy children." Martha moaned at the very idea of her husband knocking her own daughter up and Jane shuddered, something inside her made perfect sense if one looked at her in this new light: the way she loved him more than ever, the way she longed to be home and how well she could take his dick and milk him for all he was worth. They were meant to be together.

"Really?" Martha nodded enthusiastically.

"Since your dad and I cannot have any more babies, I guess the task is up to you now. I'm sure it won't be too long before he puts one or two in you." By now, Jane's cock was completely out of her slit and throbbing harder than ever, drooling pre in a continuous stream of slimy goodness, a testament to her guilty and incestuous desires. That was not overlooked by her mother who stood up on her stomach and balanced herself on her abs, the entirety of her weight barely registered by the one below her. Standing on her, Martha was only twice as tall as Jane's cock was long but that did nothing to stop her from literally hugging it and rubbing her breasts on its length. "It seems someone really enjoys the idea of daddy knocking her up for good."

"Mom... it's embarrassing! Please, I need to go to my classes." Martha pretended to think for a few moments and the took her tip in her mouth and made her shut herself up with a moan.

"Excuses, excuses, excuses, my dear... Don't try and weasel your way out of this. I am going to sit on your cock, you're going to cum inside and later tonight we are going to discuss with your father how we can put a whole lotta babies in that big belly of yours." Jane's mind filled with the idea of her father ravishing her for days on end, never leaving her side until she'd show signs of pregnancy and her cock spurted pre wildly, throbbing with eagerness and desire, burning hot. "That's it, that's the spirit." The otter licked the tip again, basically drinking the fluid as if it was a cocktail and the volume was beginning to show on her small stomach already.

With a grunt, Jane lifted herself up on her knees and grabbed her mother's waist, cock swaying in the air below her. A smile appeared on the otter's face as she was lowered towards her goal and then directly impaled on it with little grace or consideration for her well-being. The sheer size and girth made her come on the spot as her muscles tried their best to push this intruder out but the owner of the cock that was bulging her insides had other plans. One large hand secured her and then began to move up and down, pushing the otter lower with each cycle.

Martha loved being used as a mere fuck toy for her daughter, just a hole with legs to carry it around and came with each time she was slammed back down. The sight of a small otter used as a fleshlight on the massive dragoness was something to behold, something that would have been impossible or would have spelled death for the smaller creature and yet, she was having the time of her life, strapped to a cock half her size and forcefully bred. Jane growled and throbbed harder and harder, the bulge of her cock disappearing in a balloon of pre inside her mother's womb, still quite visible across her small build, until she felt her climax arrive crashing down like a tidal wave. Grabbing her with both hands again she pressed her down hard enough to let her feel every single ridge and vein on her massive spire and then roared, unloading a veritable river of thick seed inside her. The small otter ballooned out and came harder than before, eyes rolling up and foaming, her small claws scratching the impenetrable scales of the one filling her up. Minutes went by as Jane emptied the content of her testes and let the excess seed flow between the gaps formed by the pressure, splashing on the bed and soaking it.

Winding down from her orgasm, the dragoness got out of her bed, otter still impaled on her still spurting length, coming yet again herself and got to the bathroom to wash herself. Jane walked around the house with her mother bouncing on her cock, spasming when her movement were too fast or unpredictable and making her come again and again. As she ate her breakfast, she grabbed the otter with a free hand and resumed using her as a masturbation toy, seed splashing on her legs and on the floor. Strapped to a mammoth cock, Martha barely had the mental capacity to realize what her daughter was doing and only felt herself lifted and pushed back for her pleasure, filled again and again, almost fainting a few times.

With one last shot, Jane dropped her mother on the couch and let the seed soak it beyond repair and her mother spasm for a few more minutes before giving her one last kiss and leave the house, returning inside to clean her scales from all the drying seed and other fluids and to get her new large backpack.

Outside, she felt the need to pee, but held herself back as she had as she had to get on a bus and then to class, already a few minutes late. She'd have to get in touch with the teacher and ask to overlook this one mistake on her part, maybe propose something a little more interesting so that they'd be more willing to come to a compromise. The scent of sex on her caused quite a few more respectable and dressed people and a lot of tented pants or soaked panties for others, but she paid no mind. As her subjects, they could not lay a hand on her or touch her body without permission, and they knew it well. Still, that didn't stop anyone from staring at her tits or ass, or sniff her with lust as desire, or even masturbate while making eye contact on a public bus like the vixen on her left was doing in that moment. It was something of a public service, making them feel good just by being near them, like a goddess among men, granting a look of her body.

Many other Territory Leaders did that, going around naked or reeking with the scent of their many partners, a way to tell them who was the boss without the need for old things like words or a tag with the nice words 'manager' on it. Being what she was, she could go naked as she was, while the rest decided to wear something to at least protect their privates. At her stop, the driver made sure to thank her for choosing his bus, the young looking snake, hissing in pleasure as she granted him a whiff of her from very up and close, a good way for her to pay for the ticket she had forgotten home.

Once outside, barely fifty steps from the bus stop, people started huddling close to her, sniffing the air, looking at how she behaved, her confidence in the lack of clothing. That meant that as of that moment, there was no one that had claimed the area, no leader, no boss to make them feel safe from thugs, or none that they felt was adequate. They saw her and instantly wanted to serve her and she loved it. Who wouldn't after all?

One of the bad things was that policemen, many of them, lost interest in maintaining order, as Jane had seen for herself, losing themselves in the drug called power. She had dealt with many rogue officers, the first one being the well hung horse from the coffee shop so long ago, most were now her 'minions' as her mother loved to say. One particularly bold cat boy knelt in front of her once the crowd was thick enough, his pants tented with his erection and stained with pre and buried his cute furry face into the valley of her cheeks, inhaling her scent, submitting to her. Many followed suit, not quite lining up, but cluttering around her, licking her scales, rubbing against her so that her scent might stick to fur, scale or hide, marking them as hers. She stood there, legs splayed out, basking in the sun as a host of now horny men, women, people that had jobs and families, sniffed her every crevice and gave in to her command. It was hard to get used to that.

Later, the crowd started thinning, her stake had been put, claimed and would be cemented in a few minutes, after class of course. Done with the preliminary marking, Jane took a deep breath and resumed walking towards the building where the lessons were being held. Just as she stepped inside the campus, she was met with a rude looking hyena, a female, well-built and with rugged fur all over, without any clothing at all and reeking of a few males who she had likely taken earlier, who stood at the very centre of the path. The hyena stepped in front of her and cracked her knuckles, the perfect stereotypical bad girl that bothers people going to class. Jane rolled her eyes and tried to get behind her but a strong arm stopped her.

"Can I do something for you?" The dragoness sighed and pushed the hyena back a foot or so.

"Yeah, you can go and fuck off, this is my turf." She cocked an eyebrow. "I own this place and I'll let no fucking competitor in it."

"I take you are a new Leader then." She was as naked as her and 'claimed' an area for herself, so she guessed that she must have been some girl trying to make a name for herself in the city. "How many other areas do you own?" The look on the hyena's face told a lot. "Only here? Wow, what gall you have, stopping a superior."

"Yeah, sure, how many other places do you own, bitch? I bet no one wants that scaly ass of yours."

"17 blocks, with all the relative venues and businesses included." The hyena shivered and took a step back, maybe realizing only now that she was leaning over and crossed her arm over her chest that the dragoness had a lot of muscle on her body, not to mention the chest area. The wind also suddenly stopped blowing Jane's scent away from the hyena and allowed the offending female to smell trouble a little too late. "My father owns twice that and he keeps getting more. So, either you let me pass, or I pass over you..." She smiled threateningly but the hyena didn't budge anymore and instead charged at her, fangs and claws drawn to attack her. Jane sighed and grabbed the female by the scruff of her neck and held her high and was met with screams insults and a few claws on her arms, but that barely scratched her scales. "See, we have a rule now, who has more land, gets to have some privileges and you have just walked over that little part. According to the new code, I should punish you and that is what I will do." A look of fear passed in the hyena's eyes as she was lowered on the ground, still firmly held by the dragoness and put eye-to-eye with a massive cock, slick with slit fluids, so very hard and far bigger than her own shaft.

It was in that moment, so close to the source of the dragoness' scent that the hyena finally understood who this female was: her pheromones were all over the place and she regretted not picking them up sooner. She was washed with a strong musk, deep, far denser than her own and she was liking it. Under any other circumstance the hyena would have smothered her snout on that pole, submitting to the superiority of the dragoness but she had made a bad call and so she was going to get punished for that: Jane groaned as she relieved the pressure on her bladder, her urine hitting the mottled and rugged fur, soaking it and likely staining it for the upcoming months. The poor thing tried to escape but slipped on the puddle at her feet and fell face first, letting the one soiling her, have an easier time in punishing her. The onlooker stared in awe and interest at this show of raw dominance, ears flattening and tails tucked between their legs, acknowledging her as a Leader once again and the hyena as her property. A few long and blissful minutes later, Jane stopped her punishment and had her cock retreat back in her slit.

"Let this be a lesson for you, next time you insult me or the territory I have, I'll stick my cock right up your cute little ass and make you squeal until your throat is sore. Got it?" She received a whimper and a nod from the humiliated hyena. She smiled and stared at the soaked hyena for a few seconds and then smiled even wider. "You know what? I actually like you and I like the way you tried to stand up to me, even if you failed." The poor girl was raised once more to allow Jane to look at her in the eyes. "I'll give you one chance and work for me as... let's say intern. Do your job, work hard, suck me good whenever I call for you and bend over when I want and maybe, a few months down the line, I may just give you a few blocks to manage for me." The look on that spotted muzzle changed to one of vague hope and confusion, only to change to shock when she was suddenly dropped on the ground and into the puddle of piss.

Jane gave the hyena one last smile and stepped over her, leaving behind a destroyed and beyond soaked female, feeling proud of herself but mostly angry because she was now very, very late and had to rush to get to the next class. Everyone moved out of the way as the behemoth she was ran on the campus grounds, jumping over ledges and benches with ease, as if her size was nothing. Her muscles were pumping and managed to take her where she had to go just in time for the lesson to start. Sitting in the back of the class so to not block the view for the others, she waited for the professor to arrive, chatting with the other students, some of which knew who she was or just smelled her and got the idea. More than a few asked for selfies and whatnot while others hinted at their desire to spend some time with her, their motives either lustful or greedy for the piece of the city that she controlled. Then, the door opened and the teacher came and her heart skipped a beat: a cute and small green lizard with a nice pair of round glasses on made his way to the desk in front of the projector and the computer. His body was lithe, thin, elegant and had a blue stripe running from his head to the tip of his tail and passing right above the cutest bubble butt she had ever seen, almost like someone had stuck two soccer balls in a tight leather bag and strapped them to a person. And those hips, so big, perfect for something equally big to be lodged in and then taken out, several times, for hours if possible.

"Good morning, I am your new history teacher since mister Harrison decided to... opt for a life in the ocean as his new body demanded. I hope none are late today and won't be in the following weeks since I'll be taking presence." Groans of pain and despair ran in the class. "Come on, it's not that bad... Please come to the desk and sign on the paper, since we don't have anything better at the moment." One by one the students walked up and signed the attendance sheet.

When it came to her turn, she was almost nervous but somehow got everything done fast, getting one good look to the teacher from up close and a good whiff. She was shocked to learn that this guy, clearly a guy from his name and how he behaved, smelled like a female, not due to some girl jumping on him, though she might have understood that, but it seemed to be his very own scent. How that came to be, she'd probably put it on the change, but she had to know more and learn everything this cute little thing had to offer.

The lesson went by slowly as all lessons about history go, regardless of how eager she might have been or even by how much the teacher, Henry something or something else, was full of energy, clearly a recent graduate from the faculty. He did try to put some hot historical gossip on the several figures that he went on to speak but no matter how many women this guy had bedded or food he could eat, the one thing on her mind was how much she wanted to bed him and then wreck that cute ass of his. Probably a few had noticed this and after the lesson was over, not one of the students was left in the room except for her and the poor Henry, who was somewhat confused.

"Is there some class after this on the other side of the campus?" She shrugged and sat on the desk in front of him, wood creaking quite a bit under her weight. "What's your name?"

"Jane, it should be Janet but nor even my mother calls me that way."

"Is there something I can do for you, Janet? Do you have any questions?"

"Yes, I do have one, it has been bugging me since the beginning of the lesson but I couldn't bear myself to ask it in front of the others." Henry was rather surprised: what kind of question would be embarrassing to ask in a history course on key European leaders from the fall of the Roman empire?

"Ask away then..."

"Are you single?" His heart jumped.

"Pardon? Did you ask me if I am single?" A strong nod. He blushed. "I don't think it's a proper thing to ask to your teacher and I'll let this slide for this one time." He picked up his books and stuff, making his way out but a hand large as his own head clamped on his shoulder and dragged him back to her, another one picking him up so that he'd be eye level with her. Henry stared in awe as her muscles worked and lifted him up as if he was a paper cup, though she was clearly flexing a number of them and showing herself off for him. "Ehm, could you put me down?" She thought for a moment and then pressed her snout against his chest and took a deep whiff. The small male shivered and tried to get away by tapping, or punching, her head, with little success. "I'll... I'll call the police! This is, this is rape!"

"Oh, I just gave you a quick sniff, don't be so rude and do not bother with the police, they can't do anything to me." He gave her a puzzled look. "I'm the second biggest Territory Leader in this city, and my dad is the first. Had it not been for us the police would have had quite a lot of trouble in fixing all the south side of this place. You may have seen me on the news." He recalled her appearing on the local tv several times, always next to a smaller dragon, but never as the one in charge. "Daddy and I own basically half the city, though we are not rich, the police won't come to your rescue, say, if I told them that you threatened my territory with this cute butt of yours." Jane squeezed it as a show and felt her finger sink in the soft skin and drooling just from that little squeeze. He shivered in fear and tried to cover his tailhole with a pair of small and delicate hands and she chuckled, putting him back on his feet. "I was joking, teach, I'm not a rapist, though it does come with the job." Just last week she had to 'break in' a few rude wolves that had the nice idea of going around and pissing all over the place; by the end of their meeting, more than half were slumped on the floor, gasping for air and with gaping holes, though a couple loved it more than they should have and promised to help her keep their friends in check. "Really..." He still didn't seem convinced. "Look, I'm sorry but you are just way too cute."

"I-I am?" He blushed again and shifted his weight on one leg and his butt wiggled just a tiny bit, making her want to scoop it up like a pudding. "Sorry, but I am finding it hard to believe."

"Oh, come on! You've got the cutest little bubble butt ever! And those cheeks, god, so puffy, and you are so small, and cute and adorable! God, how can you not see that? I've been staring at your ass for an hour straight!" He blushed so hard she thought he'd catch fire spontaneously. "You really have no idea."

"Well, sorry if back then I was a huge nerd and never got any girl to like me." Henry scoffed. "Why do you think I teach here? Because there are girls? I love history and I love studying it, maybe... maybe I love it a bit too much."

"I guess you can love history that much, don't really know what's it like though, I don't hate it but going from that to love, that's a stretch." She closed in to him and bent over, tits swaying below with the momentum of a train at full speed, noticing how he wasn't even reacting to her scent and just fiddled around. "If I asked you out would you agree with a date with me?" His heart skipped a beat.

"D-date?"

"Yeah, I like you a lot, and I know a few nice places..."

"I don't know, I'm not really interested in a relationship right now."

"Then... how about we have sex, right here, right now and then we see where we go from there? What do you say?" Jane pushed his chin up with a claw, gently forcing him to look into her eyes and went for a kiss, growling in surprise as she felt his lips on hers, so soft and thin, and a cute little tongue trying to escape from hers. She pulled him closer and smothered him in her cleavage with ease, lost in the kiss until someone barged in through the door. Her head snapped and looked at the older badger wearing a stereotypical brown suit with pads on the elbows that screamed 'teacher'. Henry paled and scuttled out of her grasp in a moment, flushed in shame.

"He-head m-master, what brings you here?" The poor lizard immediately scuttled away from her in a moment of distractions and took a fair ten feet of distance, making the headmaster get a good idea of what was happening with a great degree of precision and still, he seemed to act as if nothing had happened.

"I was just... coming here to give our special guest a good... scholarship." Jane raised an eye ridge, a little bit impressed. "Since she's a, ehm, an important person."

"And, why would I be important, mister Headmaster?" The dragoness walked up to him and leaned down until her eyes were at level with the badger's and her tits swung below. The old man now badger swallowed as much saliva as he had in his body and then some more, already adjusting his trousers. "Maybe because of daddy?"

"T-to be ho-honest, no, miss... We just, ehm, I am a fan and well, ehm, I guess the school could do with some protection from... thugs." Her mind pictured a definitely thug-like hyena which turned into a soaked one moments later and that made her smile which made the headmaster shrink in fear and some manner of awe. "We can't have, you know, punks going around peeing all over the place... unless, ehm, authorized."

"And since I'm a big shot you think I won't go around peeing all over your precious halls, books and busts of old cranky men? Or maybe..." Her claw pressed against the fabric of the decade old suit and the fur beneath, her face still locked into a smile that was more wicked than anything else. "... Maybe the headmaster wants to go around smelling me and my scent aaaall day..." The badger put a finger inside his collar and stretched it, another attempt at finding some calm and decency, all rendered futile by the straining erection in his pants. "Or maybe get a whiff of the real deal already." The dragoness took his head and made to push it down and down until it was pressing against her slit but a weirdly quick movement on the old man's part took him out of range as well. "Fast little ones. Fine, I'll go out and give this place a fix but I want that scholarship within the week." The headmaster nodded. "And I want your ass on my lap by the end of the day." Henry shivered but didn't run or shrink away. "Or even now."

"Ok, well, then I'll ehm, leave you to it." The headmaster gave a little bow and ran out of the door just as quick as he had walked in and with an erection to boot, one that seemed to need tending in moments.

"Isn't he a fun man?" Jane turned her head and eyed the poor Henry with a grin that made him shiver yet again. "So, your ass, my cock, shall we have them meet?"

"I don't think... it's a good idea."

"Oh, please... Fuck, alright, I'll, fuck, I'll leave you alone, for now." He gave her a weird stare. "Oh, I'm not that horny, my mother is." He raised an eyebrow. "She is, trust me. So, in exchange for me protecting this campus from punks and not tapping that ass right this instant, I want something of equal value."

"Such as? M-mind you, no bumping up grades or anything of the sort."

"No raising grades, just, turn around and raise that tail for me." Henry paled and his tail immediately tucked between his legs, the opposite reaction she than the one she was looking for. "You going to make this harder than it needs to be. I just want a look at my 'booty'." The pun was so bad that even Henry cringed a little, as worried as he was and that little chuckle gave him the half second he needed to make the best decision possible.

"Fine, but then..."

"I'll study and protect the school from punks. I was going to do that even without the incentive." She grinned and this time it really seemed genuine and sincere. "Pretty please?" Henry looked at the massive female with a mixture of worry and relief, topped by a sprinkle of curiosity that had been bothering him for a few minutes now. The lizard sighed and scratched his neck right where his blue mark was and then, much to her happiness he turned around and spread his legs. "Oh, YES!" Jane threw her fists in the air and fell on her knees in less than a millisecond to get at eye level with the most perfect of butts in existence. "You won't regret this..." He wasn't so sure of her words, especially when she tore his pants apart but all changed when he felt something wet and warm draw a long line over one of his cheeks, slathering it and then its companion in slimy fluids.

Whatever that was, it tickled all the right spots and made him shiver a little. Out of the need to know what she was doing to him he turned his head around and saw that she was quite literally dragging her tongue all over his ass, giving the green skin a shiny film of saliva until she seemed to be satisfied with herself. Henry swallowed his own when he felt her hands sink in the soft flesh of his buttocks, lifting his tail due to some reflex in his animal mind and give her the perfect view of his private parts.

Jane drooled visibly as she buried her nose in that marvellous mound of ass, drawing in as much of the soft scent that she had been craving to smell, only to find it somewhat... different, flowery, delicate. The more she sniffed at what should have been manly musk, the more she imagined a female around her muzzle and all of this worked to make her more curious than ever. The lizard voiced a half-assed complaint that was lost in a moan when her tongue teased the slit that housed the man's member. She teased and teased, probing the depths of his being, the bubble butt that had started it all wobbling around her head and almost engulfing it in soft flesh, her tongue half buried into his slit and half outside. No cock whatsoever.

Henry was male, that was for sure and so why...

"So, you're like me..." The words made the lizard finally get a look at the slab of meat that was her member, hard and leaking pre over the floor and spreading a scent that was unlike the feminine one he had. The smell of a male invaded his nostrils and made him shiver yet again. "I've got something extra and so do you, well not really." Henry barely paid any mind to her words, focusing on the thing jutting from her legs like a spear of pure musk and pleasure. Just as her tongue did a minute before, the scent hit all the right switches and something clicked inside him, turning what was once a student and a female into a hunk of meat he had to have. His mind still struggled to come to a reason for all of this... unexpected series of events and in the meantime his body had gone and taken control, his vent twitching with a need he didn't know he had. "So, seems like someone wants my cock."

"N-n-no... I'm straight."

"And you've got a pussy, my dear... I wonder what does that mean... Hmmm..." The devilish grin returned with renewed strength and Henry squealed for the first time as a finger, thick and long, prodded at the depths of what had once been a male part and was now, well, something else. "So, I've got a cock, you've got a moist vent, I think we know where this will end." He shrunk and bathed in her scent, be it the one she had and the one wafting from her nethers, both so strong and so enticing. Her nipples were so hard he could wrap a finger around and her member was drifting towards his defenceless vent every so often. "But I promised not to do anything so, I suppose I'll have to go."

"Uh? Wh-what?" He almost fell of the desk she had put him on as the dragoness moved away from him, removing her hands and her entire being from the reach of his arms. The need that had built up in him screamed so loud he couldn't think. "N-no..." Jane turned around and pretended to walk out of the class, but she barely made a step before something latched onto her leg and tried to stop her. A cute little lizard hugged the tree trunk that was her thigh and looked at her with eyes that begged her not to leave. "Please... I-I need... I need this. It's... it's your fault for making me like this so... fix it."

"And..." Jane hoped her not-so-fair tactic would work. "How do you propose we fixed it?" His eyes wandered all over the place and his brain worked far more than it should have for an answer and the one thing that came to mind was something big, hard, bumpy and leaked pre. "I see..." He didn't move an inch and let her do all the work, lifting him up and gently placing his perfect backside on the desk. For the brief second he was in her arms again he ran a hand over her scales and felt the steel tendons and muscles under them, finding them more than perfect. He hadn't seen it before but she was amazing. Some part of him knew that this was due to her scent and probably the years of lack of any kind of affection but even that part didn't care anymore: he was hers.

"Oh, just fuck me..." Henry grabbed her muzzle and stole a deep kiss from her, one that she didn't see coming. The 180° change was surprising but welcome and pushed the both of them further along a line that had just been crossed. "I need that... inside me. Toys... don't work well." She would have raised an eyebrow had she not been so aroused and busy lining up her tip with the more than willing vent in front of her. "I said... fuck me!" The lizard actually screamed at her and Jane found herself conflicted but still obeyed. With one thrust she not only pierced through his folds but hilted her member all at once. Henry spasmed and cried, pain and pleasure mixing and still he wanted more from her. "Move!" The cute lizard was gone and replaced by a hungry slut that needed a good cock up her snatch and a good lesson. Jane was more than willing to give Henry all the cock he wanted but she was the one in charge.

"Now, that's not how you beg..." Only her father could give her any kind of order. "What do you say? Use the magic words..." The lizard stared at the smug dragoness with fire in his eyes and huffed, chest heaving in need and anger, stuck between a plea for sex and the need to make the female obey him. His vent massaged her cock in spasming movements, sending sparks of bliss through their bodies but she still didn't move and she wasn't going to. "I will give you what you want, but you need to beg." He snorted and Jane pulled five inches out, refusing to put them back in. "Beg." He huffed. Five more inches out. He could feel the void in his vent. "Beg."

"OK! Fine! Please fuck me till I'm... pregnant or something! Please! I need this!" Henry gave up and screamed loud enough for a few students outside to hear his words. A head peeked over the window and the lucky bird that got to see the scene immediately spread the word that a teacher was screwing a student in class. Jane didn't care and slammed herself back in, gracefully grating the bitch in heat her cock.

"Holy... that's tight... and hot." Very hot: her whole member seemed to be on fire and Henry seemed to only get tighter and more needy. "Jesus... You're going to be the best, lay, ever." The end of each sentence was highlighted by a sharp and deep thrust that made the table rock and creak under her weight.

A few pairs of eyes on the window didn't move from either her cock, her tits or the moaning teacher under her. Poor Henry, who by many would be considered lucky, was currently being slapped in the face by a pair of tits the size of his head every second or so. After the nth hit, he somehow got found the strength to latch onto one and bite the finger thick nipple at the top, making Jane yelp and pick up the pace. Another bite and a yet faster pace, Henry got wild and used her breasts as pillows and playthings, burying his head in them, squeezing, teasing and biting, taking the dragoness to higher grounds.

Her cock shot buckets of pre in a chamber that shouldn't have been there and yet there it was, ready to take on the seed of the female pounding at its entrance. The dragoness lasted but five minutes under the insane heat of his vent and his hands on her chest.

With one last howl she slammed herself inside him, slit against slit and unloaded whatever she had left from that morning, still managing to bloat his skin and force him to yelp in pain and untold pleasure. Outside the class at least ten people were fucking just as wildly and with more than messy results, a tangle of legs, tails, necks, cock and pussies busy filling or being filled. The headmaster ordered the security to secure the area before the entire place turned into an orgy while he was busy screwing his own secretary, an older but still springy mouse lady that had gotten quite the upgrade after the Big Mess.

In the classroom Janet filled the lizard and then filled him some more, the gut he had now almost the one of a pregnant woman and if Henry kept that needy attitude, he'd probably be one not too far in the future. The thought of impregnating him was something that made the dragoness' mind swim in wild ideas and perverted plans, lust taking over far more than normal. Maybe her father could knock her up and then she could do the same to Henry, maybe they'd get pregnant together and lay together each other's eggs... How marvellous would that be, her mother would be proud of her. Janet stayed connected to the poor lizard for as long as possible, sealing her seed inside until he could take no more. The waterfall of seed splashed on her feet and soaked them in slimy fluids, both hers and his.

"I'll be back and next time I won't ask nicely." She'd come to class and if she were so inclined, she'd fuck him in front of the students, which would cause waves of sex and fun for the whole year no doubt. Henry muttered something and then coiled over on the ruined desk as she got out. The show outside the door was not better in any way: a dozen if not more students were either coming down from or reaching climaxes but all stopped when she arrived. Many pairs of eyes locked onto her and her cock. "Clean my feet." She didn't have to say more than that: five people rushed to her feet and began licking them, cleaning the scales of seed and pre and whatever Henry had splashed onto her during his orgasms. She lifted a foot and a particularly eager deer lapped at her soles and between the crevices of her feet, scent burning in his head like wildfire. "Brace yourselves." As her feet got cleaned she stroked her cock and pointed it at the crowd who stared in confusion until the jet that sanctified her position as the Leader of the place came crashing down, or rather, splashing down on them. Jane smiled and gave all the present a good shower before moving onto the walls, the carpets the statues along the hall, leaving a yellow line on the white walls that would forever remain. "If anyone dares to cover it, I'll come, fuck them, fill them with it and then fuck their mothers and claim their house. Am I clear?" A chorus of 'Yes' echoed in the halls as more than a few dozens of species inhaled her musk and got off to it, cocks hard and pussies most just at the mere scent. If things were to go the way they had been for the past month, she was bound to do it anyways at some point. It was going to be fun. "Dad's going to be so proud..." She wondered if he'd fuck her for that, she hoped he would, but to find that, she'd have to come home. Well, not after a couple more rounds: there were more than a few cute girls and boys masturbating while smelling what musk she had left behind. "One more won't hurt..."

A few weeks down the line.

The world seemed to continue normally, as normal as it could be in that new situation of course: office jobs were still horrible, meetings were held, news channel reported the news and politicians did their best to get back what power they had before the Big Mess and were quickly put down and screwed silly by an army of new Leaders. They had sat quietly for a while, preparing, and eventually the dam broke and they decided to claim their spot at the top of the food chain. There were no wars however, not in the old sense, violence yes and some deaths too but the new warfare was more focused on marking and physical prowess than anything else now. Thanks to this, Janet's father could rise to the level of fame and power that the mayor of the city had prior to these events and then surpassed it, as his subjects were far more loyal to him than to some politician who screamed at the top of his bunny lungs to follow him towards a brighter tomorrow. Hank had done far more to help and regroup the city than him, so when the police found him tossed on a couch in his house, ass gaping and leaking litres of spunk together with his three daughters who were cleaning a large draconic cock, everyone just settled down and welcomed the change.

It was in this climate of perpetual changes that a new world order was growing, but for Janet it might as well have been light years away: she had her classes, her family and her subjects. Henry met her many times, he had to, and as such, his belly didn't ever shrink too much and was always full. After a while, his belly stopped shrinking and grew more, not that it stopped her from giving him his due and he didn't ever, ever refuse.

The Labrador on tv smiled wide at the audience, his fur neatly brushed and cleaned to a shining point, near him was the same perky cheetah that had been around him for years presenting the news, though the bulging belly and swelling breasts were a most recent addition.

"Good morning everyone in the city and surrounding areas, we bring you good news: Leader Hank has staked the claim to yet another area to our south, bringing two thousand more people in his Fold." The Labrador sighed heavily. "You know Tracy, I always feel like I'm so small next to him, he's just so..."

"Hung? Perfect?" Her look didn't betray her thoughts, instead it complemented them. "Had I not been pregnant already from my brother's seed, I would have tried to get his cubs in me last week when we interviewed him." The Labrador rolled his eyes.

"That didn't seem to stop you from blowing him though."

"He is our Leader! How can I not worship him whenever he's near?"

"He is also trying to seed his daughter and made it very clear that she is to be the first one to bear his clutches, plus you're not even a reptile so you can't get pregnant from him!" The lab got heated for just a moment and his partner hissed back, her fur standing on end, fangs bared in a truly feral display of aggressiveness that was becoming more common as people got more familiar and comfortable with their bodies. "Moving on to international news: the nearby coalition of leaders has expanded towards the north in a massive fight that left two bulls and one mountain lion injured from a confrontation with another faction. The old county is sure going through some changes." The cheetah stifled a moan as under the table, a short weasel lapped at her folds to clean them and moved on to the dog, using her tiny mouth to wrap the red cock that poked from under the desk. Her head would poke into the view of the camera every now and then and the lab pushed her down each time.

"Another interesting piece of news is that the New Marine Kingdom of the Pacific has declared that either the Landwalkers start cleaning the seas, or they will start throwing stuff out of them. Already the white beaches of the Hawaii are covered in litter and turned away thousands of tourists from the continent. The claims are based on that the small number of marine beings aren't enough to clean the billions of tonnes that have been thrown in the water over the course of the past few years..."