Breakhorn Huntress
#2 of Breakhorn (Series)
Celebrating a successful training hunt, a dragon fledgling enjoys some time alone and discovers a few new things about herself.
This story also has a companion story readable HERE.
Pyxis flared upwards sharply as she flew in for final approach towards her home. First she dropped the carcass she was holding in her hindlimbs and flapped her wings hard to pull back into the air, and then the dragon fledgling looped around and landed on the balcony beside her cargo.
"What is this supposed to be?" asked the drake who had been waiting on the balcony.
"I've murdered someone and I need your help getting rid of the corpse!" Pyxis told him.
Her older brother flicked his neck frill up and down. "What an amateur. Rule one of how to be a serial killer is don't bring the corpse back to your home, obviously. But no seriously, what's this?"
Pyxis put a paw on the carcass and curled her neck proudly. "It's a breakhorn calf! I killed it. We're eating it for dinner."
That earned her an impressed, if surprised look from her brother. "They let you hunt breakhorns in your training hunts? That's not fair. Back when I was in training hunts, they only let me hunt deer."
"Sucks to be you!" Pyxis chirped, raising her own neck frill happily. Her successful hunt had left her feeling elated. "Hello, by the way! It's so good to see you back home!" She leaned in to lick her brother's neck in greeting, but the hazel-coloured drake leaned back away from her.
"Uh, hello to you too. Don't touch me."
Pyxis put on a disappointed look, collapsing her frill flat against her neck. "What, I don't get a lick?"
"You've got blood all over your muzzle and camouflage paint all over your scales," replied her brother. "I'm sure you'll eventually find someone who likes you enough to lick you in that state, but that person is not me."
Pyxis grinned, and her neck frill snapped back up. "And I love you too, Maltus. What are you doing home? Have you and father finally made peace?"
A black look crossed her brother's face, but he hid it quickly. "I just came over to visit you since I heard that our parents were out on a business trip."
Pyxis nodded. Her parents had mentioned they were flying out of the city for a couple of days, but she'd forgotten about it till her brother mentioned it. She'd save some of the breakhorn's meat so they could try it when they came back. "Then I take it that you two still haven't resolved the feud?"
"Father has yet to apologize, and I do not plan to do so," insisted her brother.
"Oh, you really are stubborn and headstrong to a fault, just like our father!" thought Pyxis. Her parents had an estranged relationship with her older brother because of a dispute over his choice of career. They wanted him to take over the family business, but Maltus didn't want that and had accused them of being domineering and narcissistic, to which they counter-accused him of being rebellious and ungrateful. He wasn't entirely disowned, but he refused to speak or interact with their parents and they did the same in return. So Maltus had enlisted with the enforcers, and then moved out and lived in his own apartment which he could barely afford with his pay.
Pyxis thought that the whole squabble was ridiculous, but then no one listened to the youngest child of the family, did they? She was just a juvenile who didn't understand how serious this issue was. Pyxis sighed in her head. Right now her emotions were riding high from having successfully hunted down a breakhorn, and she wasn't going to let family politics ruin her mood. "Whatever. So you're staying for dinner, right?"
"Yeah. Fadris will be over too," said her brother, referencing their third and final sibling.
"Alright, great. It'll be a siblings' dinner! Should we, uh, put this in the kitchen?" asked Pyxis, nudging the breakhorn's bloody carcass.
"No, leave it here. I'll bring it to a butcher to be cut up, and then we can put the meat into the icebox until dinner."
"Ok, thanks!" Pyxis bobbed her head. "I'll go take a shower, then."
"Yes please do that, you stink. See you later, Pyx." With the final remark, her brother grabbed the carcass in his claws and vanished in a colourful, whirling sphere of magic.
Pyxis blinked away afterimages from her eyes. "Always teleporting everywhere! I bet that's really convenient. I wish I could use magic..." she murmured. Then she entered her home and headed to the bathroom.
It was nice and relaxing as warm water rushed over Pyxis's scales, she sang to herself. "Hm, hmm! The stars keep calling; I can't stop, won't stop flying..." she sang.
Suddenly there was a rap on the bathroom door and she heard her brother's voice from outside. "Wow. Are you still showering in there?"
"Yes, yes I am!" declared Pyxis. "You got a problem with that?"
"Dear sister, do you think clean water just falls from the sky or something?" retorted her brother.
Pyxis frowned as she thought through this remark. "I, uh, yes...? It does! The sky is literally where clean water comes from. Besides, why do you care? You're not paying the water bill."
Her brother muttered something that she couldn't quite hear, and then she heard him sigh. "You're just taking your time. Anyway, your breakhorn's been butchered and the cuts of meat are freezing in the pantry! I'm going out. I'll be back later to help you cook dinner," he said.
"Ok, thanks!" chirped Pyxis, then she went back to enjoying her warm shower. Every single scale had to be carefully scrubbed and washed, water bills be damned.
Some indeterminate period of time later, Pyxis emerged from the shower feeling extremely clean. Trotting over to the kitchen, she pushed the lid off the frostbox. Wisps of cold vapour wafted out from the tall, box-shaped compartment as she peered inside. The breakhorn carcass had been efficiently reduced to nothing more than several large cuts of meat, wrapped in waxy paper and being kept at chilly temperatures by the compartment's frost enchantments.
Pyxis nodded in satisfaction. For lunch she'd already eaten some of that meat raw, and the rest would be kept chilled until the time came to prepare dinner. Closing the frostbox's lid, she went to the living room. Her flight harness was resting on the floor and she reached down to pry open the chest pouch. Pyxis took out the last remnant of the breakhorn, a part that could not be consumed as food--her prize from today's catch.
Some dragons had horns, but they looked nothing like this. The breakhorn's broken horn was a large spiralling thing with ridges protruding at regular distances, and with a naturally jagged end that made it look as if the tip had been snapped off. All but the very youngest of breakhorns had horns like this. The uneven, barbed tips of their horns were what gave the species its name.
Pyxis took a minute to admire the horn, and then she reached up to the decorative shelf running across the living room and cleared a space for her trophy. She took another minute to admire how it looked, sitting on the shelf. The spiralling geometric shape was ideal for display. It didn't roll, and it didn't even need a stand to hold it up. Even with their countless advancements in farming and agricultural technologies, there were still many drakken who enjoyed flying off from the city to hunt wild game. Anyone who visited their home would recognize the horn, and know that she had hunted and killed a breakhorn.
Pyxis nodded in satisfaction again, and then she walked back to her room, dragging her flight harness behind her with her tail. She left her harness on the bedroom floor and sprawled down on her bed. The afternoon sun was angled just right that it missed shining on her bed, but the sunbeam still warmed up the room.
The young dragon stretched her limbs, flipped onto her back, and closed her eyes. She wrapped her wings around herself and purred in pleasure; there was nothing quite as satisfying as catching a well-deserved afternoon nap.
"Careful, careful!" exclaimed Pyxis. She watched as her hunting partner swooped even lower towards their prey.
The herd of breakhorns was kicking up dust as they stampeded in a large and extremely stupid circle. That might have been an effective defence against a predator hunting on foot, but it didn't do anything to deter two young dragons hunting from the skies.
Pyxis was flying alongside a fledgling by the name of Nerlin; Pyxis's own scales were shades of blue, but Nerlin's scale colouration was a proud red all over. Nerlin was a highly competent hunter with skills better than her, but his attack dives seemed to be completely fearless. Nerlin flew lower and lower with each dive, every time barely pulling away at the last second before he would have crashed into the breakhorn stampede.
Together they were trying to single out a breakhorn. If they could isolate a calf or some other straggler from the rest of the herd, then the kill would be straightforward. Yet it wasn't trivial to get the breakhorns to break formation; their simple minds just wanted to run and blindly follow each other as they galloped ponderously across the plains in a wide circle.
"Whoa!" Pyxis gasped softly as Nerlin dove down again, flying extra low this time. He was casually pulling off aerobatic moves that she would never have dared to attempt, and it looked like his wings might even have brushed against the backs of the breakhorns as he pulled up again. It was a risky manoeuver! If Nerlin misread the winds and dropped out of the sky completely, the herd would trample him before he could jump back into the air. Dragons were highly agile and supremely capable fliers, but on the ground a breakhorn could still gore them with ease. Flight capability didn't count for anything when you weren't in the air.
However, Nerlin's move paid off. He pulled back up into the air easily, and the breakhorn herd panicked and split up chaotically even as Nerlin climbed away with strong beats of his wings. Pyxis immediately spotted a lone calf that was just old enough to be apart from its parents, but not quite experienced enough to run exactly with the rest of its herd. She dived down towards the calf, and the breakhorns scattered again as they saw her approaching.
The calf ended up completely isolated. It was running fast, but now it was split up and separated from the rest of the herd. Because of that, the two fledglings could bring it down without the other breakhorns stampeding over them. Pyxis flapped her wings hard to pull back up and gain some altitude. She glanced around to signal at Nerlin, and he nodded immediately in response. Without the slightest hesitation he snapped his wings half-shut and dived sharply.
"You fly like you've got no fear at all!" muttered Pyxis, watching as her partner dropped out of the sky and crashed into the breakhorn calf.
The impact was extremely satisfying; Nerlin smashed hard into the breakhorn's back and knocked it off its hooved feet. As the beast tumbled to the ground, Pyxis dropped from the air as well and leapt after it. She bounded once, and then she got her jaws around the breakhorn's neck and bit down hard, twisting to clamp off its neck. Nerlin helped by using his claws to hold down the breakhorn's flank to control its desperate flailing. The creature kept struggling for a few dozen seconds as Pyxis choked it, but soon enough it tired out and stopped moving. She kept up her killing bite for another minute as the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, and then she slowly released the breakhorn's neck. Their prey was dead. Pyxis could hardly even believe it.
Nerlin was staring at her, and his snout had the widest grin she'd ever seen. The dragon fledglings blinked at each other, and then Nerlin flung his wings straight up and let out a whooping cheer. "Whooo! Yes!!"
Pyxis grinned back at him and threw her wings open as well. "We... We did it! We actually did it!"
"Haha! We're top of the food chain!" Nerlin jumped upwards and did a full backflip, using his wings to twist through the air in a surprisingly impressive feat of athleticism. "Outrun this, breakhorn! You're dinner!"
Wow that was a nice flip, Pyxis thought to herself. Nerlin is way more in shape than I realized. Just look at those wing muscles flex_. I mean...hmm..._ She was still feeling the rush of adrenaline after their kill, and that made her bolder than usual.
Nerlin bounced between his paws a few times and turned to grin at her. "We're so good at this! Alright, uh, how are we splitting this up? We can keep one horn each, but how are we dividing up the meat? Straight down the middle or..."
"Oh, that's easy. I'll fight you for it! Mock duel, and winner takes all!" Pyxis declared. And then she bent low and growled softly, offering a challenge to her hunting partner. "Grrr!" She'd been entirely acting on instinct, and when her mental train of thought caught up with her mouth, it came to a screeching halt. Wait! What, what, what? Why did I just say that? We should have flipped a coin or something.
But it was too late for regrets! The words had already left her mouth and the challenge had been made. Nerlin gave Pyxis an intrigued look; he appeared to be equally surprised by her sudden audacity. "You're on! I bet I can take you. Rawr!" He growled back proudly and lunged at her.
A mock duel wasn't all that different from a training hunt; it was just something that fledglings did for fun, and to practice their skills. They hadn't bothered to agree on special rules, so the only rule was to fight until you or the opponent yielded. Claws out, on guard!
Pyxis leapt backwards as Nerlin sprung at her; she was trying to make him stumble from overextending, but instead he swept his wing forward to knock her off balance. The leading edge of his wing slapped against Pyxis's chest and shoved her back.
"Oh!" Pyxis let out an annoyed huff as she tumbled to the ground, flipped onto her back. Instantly she kicked her hindlegs to protect her belly, but Nerlin jumped over her and used his hindpaws to grab hers.
That was quick. Was the duel already over? Pyxis found herself partially pinned down; Nerlin was too close for her to hit him with her wings, while her forepaws were trapped against her chest by his weight and her hindlimbs were also immobilized. She could try biting him, but he would be expecting that.
Instead Pyxis used her tail to jab at Nerlin's flank, and his eyes widened in surprise. Oh, you didn't expect that, did you? Pyxis used the distraction to kick all four of her paws at once and shove her hunting partner onto his back. Then she jumped forward and leapt on top of him, her scales rubbing against his as they struggled against each other.
Pyxis jerked awake. She raised her head and looked around, but then she realized she wasn't rolling around in the dirt trying to duel with Nerlin; she was lying in her bed, surrounded by pillows, blankets, and other soft things. It was all just a dream--nothing but a memory, albeit a pleasant memory that she would be remembering for a long time.
Pyxis unfurled her wings; they had been wrapped around her body as she'd slept, and now she felt unbearably hot in her current position. The fledgling rolled around onto her belly and stared out the window. How long had she been napping for? Perhaps an hour, she estimated. Despite how very warm she was feeling, the sun had become obscured by clouds and a cool afternoon breeze was blowing into her room.
It didn't make sense how the day was getting cooler, yet now her whole body felt so discomfortingly hot. It was as if she'd just been vigorously exercising and the heat was almost enough to make her pant. Unfurling her wings, Pyxis flapped them a few times to cool herself down. "Why is it so warm today?" she grumbled, "Am I having a fever? I don't feel sick, though. I just feel all this..."
Heat. Her voice trailed off as one particular thought came to mind. She felt heat. Could it be? There was one way to know for sure. Pyxis jumped to her feet, feeling excited, nervous, but mostly confused. Strolling over to her bedroom's chest of drawers, she started rifling through the lowest drawer, searching for one particular item. She located a container box filled with small strips of paper, each individually wrapped in packaging. Carrying one of the strips in her mouth, she left her room and went over to the bathroom.
Pyxis used her claws to neatly pull the paper strip out of its packaging. Holding the strip with a forepaw, she spread her hindlegs and positioned herself over the squatting toilet--a hole in the ground that was connected to the city's central plumbing. As she relieved herself, she carefully allowed the stream of urine to wet the lower part of the paper strip right where it was indicated, just like the instructions on the box had said.
When she was done, Pyxis took a deep breath and straightened herself up. Looking at the paper strip, she saw that the material had changed colour from plain white to dark blue, and a clear cross mark was visible. She'd tried these test strips several times in the past (out of curiosity), but this was the first time she'd actually gotten a positive result. The test had confirmed what she had already suspected--her body's oestrus cycles had started, and for the first time she was experiencing what it was like to be in heat.
"Huh," Pyxis grunted, not really sure what to make of this information. That's...an interesting development. She flung the oestrus test strip into the toilet and flushed, and then she washed her paws and went back to her room.
The fledgling picked up the box of test strips and read from the pamphlet that had come with it. "Oestrus test strips, designed to assess whether a drakka is in heat. To use, remove packaging and urinate on a test strip. If the test strip shows a cross mark and/or changes colour to blue, this means your reproductive system is receptive and penetrative sexual activity will carry the chance of gravidity..."
Well, that was one way to put it; a less scientific phrasing was that if a drake stuck his phallus into her, she'd end up carrying an egg! The city's Education Division had worked hard to ensure all young dragons were completely aware of all of the necessary facts about reproduction. If someone got careless and ended up gravid, ignorance wasn't a good excuse.
Pyxis knew what would happen to a drakka if she failed to exercise self-control during her heat. One careless night with a drake and she'd be living with that mistake for four whole months! The mere concept of having something grow inside her like a parasite until she was swollen and barely able to walk or fly was very repugnant. Then she'd have to lay the egg out, torturously having her sensitive nether regions stretch and tear so she could squeeze out that thing. There would be blood and bodily fluid spilling everywhere, and healers all around working on her with their magic. And what if the egg cracked while it was passing through her genital slit? Internal bleeding! In her slit! Nope, nope, nope. That was not a nice thought.
But then somehow it got even worse after that! Could she afford to raise a hatchling whilst hardly even into adulthood herself? Absolutely not! So then either the egg would end up smashed, or the poor thing would eventually hatch only to find itself in the city's orphanage. Not for her, thank you very much!
Pyxis was certain that she was not letting something like that happen to her, not that there was any chance she'd even be in a situation where sexual activity was a remote possibility. Why am I even kidding myself? It's not like anyone would want me anyway. Her scales weren't a bad colour, but she felt a bit self-conscious about how long her tail was. She liked to think her face was alright though, or maybe slightly above average. Regardless, none of that mattered! She was just too shy and quiet to talk with anyone except her friends.
If she recalled her lessons correctly, having her first heat cycle at her current age was about average for a young female dragon. Now that she was experiencing her first fertility cycle, Pyxis knew that she'd have to deal with her heat for one to two weeks before it would go away, and after that her heat would come again after six to nine months. That was the cycle. Her mother had taught her all about these private things (not that Education division missed teaching anything out). Pyxis's most recent hatchday, she had even been given the supplies she needed to cope with her heat whenever that became necessary.
Pyxis dropped the box back into her drawer and picked up another item--a tube of deodorant, designed to be sprayed or wiped onto her genital slit so as to neutralize her smell. While they were in heat, female dragons had to make sure that their scent was blocked, for failing to do so would be considered embarrassing and uncivilized. Pyxis weighed the tube in her paw, but she didn't bother to apply the deodorant just yet. There was no rush since no one else was home, so she would only put it on just before she went to cook dinner.
Despite all the emphasis and societal taboo surrounding heat, she didn't really feel all that different from normal. A little bit warmer than usual, sure, but she didn't notice many other changes. Other than feeling flushed, the only change she noticed was a faint yet musky odour coming from her underbelly, which smelled almost like some sort of spice. It wasn't as if liquid was dripping nonstop from her slit, or as if she was feeling some crazy urge to locate a drake and raise her tail towards him like they were just animals.
Idly, Pyxis thought about how it was unfair that drakka had to block their scent whenever they went into heat, while drakes didn't have to go through any equivalent trouble. Still, it wasn't as if it was incredibly inconvenient.
Speaking of drakes...
Pyxis put the bottle of deodorant on her bedside table, and then she reached into the drawer again and pulled out one last item. It was a long, vaguely conical cylinder--a drake's phallus, cast from some sort of soft plastic or rubber-like material. Growing up wasn't just about hygiene; this dildo had an altogether different purpose. "Dildo! Funny word, that," thought Pyxis to herself.
Of all the gifts her mother had given Pyxis on her most recent hatchday to celebrate her imminent coming of age, this one had never been used. Oestrus cycle tests and scent deodorants were items that Pyxis could see the purpose behind, but a sex toy wasn't something that she had ever imagined she would be interested in...until now.
Pyxis could still remember the serious talk she'd gotten from her parents about being responsible and mature regarding sex now that she was almost an adult--her father had looked embarrassed and uncomfortable about letting his little daughter own a sex toy (albeit one that was modest in size), but her mother had said that it was just for Pyxis to explore herself and get some relief during her heat if she needed it. "Keep it just in case. Many drakka don't think straight while they're in heat, and it's better if you experiment with a toy instead of with some drake," her mother had said. Back at that time, Pyxis had sided with her father in being embarrassed--she had shaken her head and insisted that she wouldn't need something like this. Yet now, feeling that itching desire in her underbelly, the idea of trying to play with herself didn't seem so bad.
Whatever. If I'm in heat and could make an egg, I might as well find out what it's like. Curiosity is a good thing! Pyxis walked over to her room door and batted the latch to lock herself in, and then she walked over to the window balcony and drew the translucent curtains closed to make sure that anyone flying outside wouldn't be able to see into her room. Her privacy thus ensured, she jumped onto her bed and sprawled out onto her back with her wings spread open. She bunched up a few pillows to form a backrest, and then she bent her neck down to stare at her own anatomy.
Her genital slit resembled a smooth cleft in her underbelly, where fine scales parted neatly and revealed the sensitive skin underneath. Pyxis first put down the dildo and started using her forepaws to prod and explore herself. In close proximity on her underbelly, there were supposed to be three separate orifices down here--the hole closest to her tail was used for defecation, and then within the confines of her slit there was a small hole for urine and a different hole for eggs and also...drakes. That was basic biology. She tried experimentally sticking one of her digits inside that vaginal hole, but it didn't feel all that great.
The whole region felt sensitive and vulnerable, yet rubbing her slit also produced a sensation that was surprisingly tingly and even pleasurable. Pyxis couldn't recall having that feeling before; perhaps this was something caused by her heat, or perhaps she'd just never really taken the time to touch herself in this manner.
"I wonder if I'm flexible enough to lick myself?" she abruptly wondered. Once that thought had entered her head, there was no going back. In the interests of satisfying her curiosity, Pyxis bent her snout down as far as she could and stuck her tongue out towards her slit.
_Ok, so the result is... yes, I can lick myself. And I taste salty. I don't know what I expected._This was another thing she had heard of. Besides just mounting each other, dragons could lick or touch each other for pleasure, but Pyxis couldn't really see what the big deal was. It didn't really feel that good, and her neck started to ache after a minute or so spent curled up. She straightened up and went back to rubbing herself with her paws, which was better and more comfortable.
However after five minutes or so, Pyxis started to get a bit bored of touching herself. What's the point of all this? This feels mildly nice, I suppose, but it's not fantastic. For how everyone acts like how finding a mate is so important, this isn't that great. Mating is boring.
In the interests of continued curiosity, Pyxis picked up the dildo again. The sex toy was a dark reddish colour, and that brought up another series of questions. Why that colour specifically? Dragons came in all different sorts of colours, but the most common scale shade was green, followed by grey or brown. Surely it would have made more sense for the dildo to be one of those colours? Wait, what colour was a drake's penis anyway? Did they come in the same colour as their scales, or did they all share this dark-reddish, fleshy colour?
Suddenly Pyxis thought about someone else who was red in colour--her hunting partner from today's training hunt, Nerlin. Nerlin's scales were crimson red, so his phallus was probably red coloured as well. Oh! Nerlin's got a penis too, of course. I wonder what it looks like. Does it look like how this sex toy does? Pyxis found herself imagining Nerlin struggling against her just like he'd been doing during their mock duel, except this time there was a certain racy something jutting out of his underbelly. The mental image made her feel slightly embarrassed, but it also made that warmth in her slit grow fiercer. A shudder ran down her back as she remembered how good it had felt to have Nerlin stand over her with his weight pressing down on her body.
But Nerlin isn't... he can't possibly be interested in me, right? Pyxis dismissed the idea--she considered Nerlin one of her friends (or at least, he talked with her sometimes), but he had never showed even the slightest indication that he was interested in a more intimate companionship. They were just friends and, at most, hunting partners.
Fantasies aside, this was still a fascinating experience. Pyxis grabbed the dildo by its end and waved it about, pretending that it was a weird and misshaped dagger. She giggled in amusement as she wielded the tool. Whose penis was this based on, anyway? Was there some drake who had agreed to have his measurements and shape taken while he was erect, so as to serve as a model for a sex toy? Or was this based on some artist's perverse imagination, or perhaps even a self-portrait?
From a narrow pointed tip, the phallus was sleek and almost aerodynamic in shape. It gradually grew thicker and thicker until it culminated in a rounded, bulging knot around two thirds of the way down. Below that, the dildo was simply smooth and featureless; presumably meant not to be inserted, but to be used as a grip to hold.
Pyxis used a claw to trace a small vein that ran down the shaft, and then she poked at that knot. Wow, this thing is ridiculous. And it's supposed to fit inside me? That looks uncomfortable. But that is the intended purpose... She placed the toy on her belly, imagining how deep it would go when fully inserted. There's no time like the present, she thought to herself. The young female dragon took a deep breath, lined the toy up with her slit, and then she tried to quickly force it in.
"Ow." Pyxis let out a soft yelp of pain. No, that didn't feel good at all; she'd only managed to get a quarter of the dildo inside her before it had started to grind painfully against her vagina. She gently tugged it out and stared at the tool. Part of it had gotten slick from the natural lubricant that was being secreted by her slit, but she wasn't anywhere near wet enough to allow the toy to be roughly shoved in. Lesson learned. She once again tried to push the dildo into her slit, but this time she was gentler and much more careful. Using back and forth motions, she ensured that the dildo was thoroughly coated with her fluids as it entered her.
Oh, oh this is so weird. It's going inside me! Her second attempt at penetration had much greater success. Pyxis could feel the toy slipping inside her, rubbing against her walls and slowly spreading her slit apart as she pushed it deeper. She kept going until the knot brushed against her underbelly, and then she stopped. Trying to fit that part inside her wasn't a challenge she was ready for just yet.
But now she had a phallus inside her! It was a unique, strange sensation to have something inside_her genital slit. She tried squeezing her muscles, and it felt oddly pleasurable to have something that she could clench down on. Pyxis grasped the toy and started pulling and pushing it, in and out repeatedly. _So this is what mating feels like. Hmm...
It felt alright. Not bad, certainly, but it wasn't blowing her mind or anything. She kept experimenting with the toy, trying to thrust it in and out at different speeds or at varying angles to see if that changed the pleasure. With her other paw, she resumed rubbing the outer part of her slit, which felt better now that there was something inside her as well.
Pyxis discovered that there was one particular spot that felt very nice to rub. Come to think of it, the sexual education lessons might also have mentioned that. She kept rubbing that one spot, enjoying just how nice it felt as she rubbed the skin in small circles with her forepaw. It was a small nub near the top of her slit and it almost felt too sensitive to touch directly, but the dildo brushing against her insides could sort of stimulate it as well.
Now that she had found that one spot that really worked, the pleasure began building up to higher levels. Pyxis grinned, feeling proud that she had finally discovered what all the fuss was about. This feels really nice! Wow, I could just keep doing this on and on...
Engrossed with such an unexpectedly pleasurable activity, she started moving the dildo in and out with greater speed. The feelings were getting better and better, and Pyxis began to pant softly and rock her hips against the dildo she was holding. "Huh...uh...uh..." She wrapped her tail around a bolster as she kept touching herself.
Suddenly she got the intense feeling that she needed to pee, but her underbelly just felt too good for her to stop now. She ignored it and kept going, pushing through that feeling, and then a few seconds later her muscles began to clench up. What did I just do to myself? Is this a... Wow... Okay that's really intense...oh!
"Ahhhh..." Pyxis let out a soft gasp that trailed off to silence as the pleasure soared and became overwhelming. The fledgling snapped her eyes closed and let her head drop to the bed as her orgasm overloaded her senses. Waves of pleasure began to roll all across her body, making her squirm and shudder. Her back arched as she thrust her hips into the air and shoved the dildo into her slit. Her paws kept moving, frantically rubbing and stimulating herself to keep that pleasure going. Her muscles were clenching down on the dildo, squeezing it rhythmically and making the knot bump repeatedly against the outside of her slit. Wow, wow, wow... Pyxis couldn't think about anything except how _insanely_good her body felt right now.
Finally after an eternity that had probably been only a fraction of a minute, it all seemed to trail off and the young dragon felt herself relax. She raised her forepaws above her head and stretched herself. All her tension seemed to have dissipated, and she felt calm and relaxed now. Pyxis gasped as she caught her breath, and a few giggles slipped from her muzzle. "Hehe... I just did it!" she murmured softly.
That was a climax, no doubt. The lessons had said sexual activity usually culminated in a sudden release of pleasure, and that was clearly what she had just experienced. It was interesting and very satisfying! She'd definitely do it again sometime.
Pyxis reached down to her slit and gently pulled out the dildo, which was now thoroughly coated with her own slick, wet fluids. Ew,that's disgusting. Hmm, I wonder what it tastes like. Curious once again, the fledgling stuck out her tongue and hesitantly licked the dildo. It tasted just like she had before--salty and slick. That made sense.
As Pyxis held the dildo by its lower third, however, part of the handle seemed to twist in her paw. There was a 'click' sound which made her glance at the toy again. She held it with both paws and tried twisting it again, and this time it definitely moved.
Had she just broken it? Surely it wouldn't break that easily. It seemed like part of the dildo, a section way below the knot, was able to turn. She kept turning that portion and it began to rotate freely. Hmm? What's that for? What do we have here? She unscrewed it once, twice, and then the end suddenly popped loose to reveal an internal compartment with several grooves and metallic components. Pyxis stared at it with a confused expression, but after a few seconds recognition dawned. Oh, I get it. This thing takes batteries! How interesting. Why would a dildo need batteries?
Pyxis noted that the dildo seemed to require a simple electrochemical battery, not a complex crystal which stored a specific type of magic. To her further surprise, a rectangular battery was already locked into the appropriate slot. The metal contacts were covered by a small tab of paper that read, "Remove Before First Use", so Pyxis pulled out the tab and started screwing the cap back on. Once it clicked back into place, she turned the dildo around and looked over its length.
The phallus didn't look any different. Pyxis examined the toy carefully, but nothing seemed to be happening; it definitely wasn't lighting up or making noise, so what did it need power for? She even tried waving it around or squeezing the knot to see if that did anything, but that got no response.
Then as she ran her paws over the dildo, examining it a second time, she realized there was a rubber section on the battery compartment's cap, right at the base of the thing. Is that a button? It looks like a button. With only the briefest moment of hesitation, Pyxis depressed the button and the sex toy started to buzz softly and shake in her paws. Oh. Heeey! It's vibrating! Look at this thing go!
Pyxis tried pressing the button again, and the rumbling vibrations got even stronger. She couldn't help but giggle aloud. _"_Hahaha... Whoo!" There was something extremely funny about feeling the dildo tremble as she held it, and waving it about like a dagger was now even more hilarious. She pressed the button a third time, which made the dildo go silent again and stop vibrating.
This was very interesting! Pyxis used a paw to gently poke at her slit, feeling her sensitive flesh. Now that she knew her dildo could vibrate, she had to test it out, right? Of course! I've owned this thing for almost a year! I should have been doing this long ago. She clicked the button twice to make the toy vibrate at high speed again, and then she placed the tip of the dildo right on that extra sensitive nub that had felt so good to rub.
"Ah!" hissed Pyxis, hurriedly snatching the toy away from her slit. It was way too intense for her to take direct contact on her clitoris; it felt like she was being electrocuted through her underbelly. She switched the toy to the lower setting, and then she first tried putting it on her upper belly before slowly sliding it closer to her slit.
With the dildo still vibrating, she carefully tried penetrating herself again. Perhaps it was because the toy was still covered in her fluids, or perhaps it was the vibrations shaking her up, but it slipped into her slit with more ease than before. "Hehe...wow..." moaned Pyxis. It felt very different from using her paws. This was a pleasurable sensation like before, but now it was as if the machine was just doing all the work for her. It was going a bit too strong to be completely comfortable, but it was still extremely effective at stimulating her insides.
Pyxis stared at the dildo's knot, which was resting right against the outside of her slit, and she made a quick decision. She definitely had to try putting that inside herself, right? Yeah, why not? If she ever had proper sex with a drake, his knot was going to end up swollen inside her, so she might as well test what that was going to feel like.
The fledgling grabbed the dildo with her forepaws to hold it steady, and then she rolled herself around into a sitting position. She carefully placed the dildo down on the bed and crouched over it. Pyxis took a few deep breaths to mentally prepare for...that. Her body was entirely capable of doing this, so it was just a matter of discovering what it would feel like. Time for a little self-experimentation...
Pyxis tried to relax her muscles as she lowered herself down onto the dildo, which was still running on its lower setting. For a few seconds she started to doubt that the knot would fit inside her as it pressed against her vent; pushing it any harder seemed to hurt, and she didn't want to risk injuring herself in such a sensitive place. But after applying constant pressure, the knot slowly began to slip through her outer lips as her muscles relaxed, and then it suddenly slid all the way into her slit. Oh! Okay... That's not that bad. Pyxis found herself half-crouching on all four paws, with the dildo buried inside her slit and the whole thing sending vibrations running through her insides. The knot was really spreading her vagina and pressing against her sensitive spot; Pyxis guessed that it was stimulating her just like a drake would as his knot swelled when he was ejaculating. She felt so full from all the pressure, but it did feel quite nice.
Acting on a sudden impulsive desire for more excitement, she reached down to the dildo and clicked the button to switch it from low speed to high.
"Mrraahhh!" gasped Pyxis, as the intense vibrations immediately overwhelmed her. Her hindlegs crossed and her tail coiled up as she involuntarily rolled up into a ball, bending over herself as the sex toy overstimulated her sensitive slit. Okay, that's too much. Too much! She dropped onto her chest, with her belly rubbing against the bed as she squirmed and jerked.
The young dragon grabbed the end of the dildo and hurriedly tried to pull it out of herself, but the knot pulled and rubbed her insides and the vibrations made her muscles clench down hard, preventing the toy from slipping out of her. So intense! _Wow, this was a mistake! Oh, this is going to make me climax again, isn't it? Really fast... I might as well let it happen._Pyxis didn't bother to fight the sensation as she was quickly overstimulated towards orgasm. Her body was shuddering and shaking, and her claws extended from her paws as she clutched at the sheets.
It didn't take very long before she tensed up again and climaxed a second time. Relentless pleasure surged through her body and she had to stifle a roar by burying her snout under her wing. "Rrmmff! Hrrgah..." The dildo's knot kept rubbing against the walls of her slit as her muscles clamped down and squeezed it, instinctually trying to milk the artificial phallus for seed that it could not provide.
"Ah, ah! Okay. Okay..." Pyxis straightened up as her second orgasm ended, but the sex toy was still vibrating inside of her, and the knot was still pressing against her insides and telling her body that there was a drake mating with her. It was over, and yet it was already happening again. Is this really going to happen a third time? I should stop...or I could just keep going! She grabbed her bolster pillow and started humping her underbelly against it, feeling the undeniable pleasure build up once again. It was such rapid, unrelenting mechanical stimulation, harshly stimulating all her sensitive nerve endings.
As she felt her third orgasm approach, Pyxis closed her jaws around the pillow and bit down. She started fantasizing about a drake (Nerlin?) resting under her, and now she was holding him down as they claimed each other as mates; she was biting his throat and riding his penis until he couldn't control himself and he loosed his seed inside her. A growl escaped her throat. "Grr..."
Wow, being in heat is really making me aroused, she realized. I should stop fantasizing about Nerlin, or things will be very awkward when we next see each other. And...and...oh, I think I'm going to...yeah, here we go again!
For the third time, the stimulation reached its rewarding end. Pleasure washed over her. Pyxis threw her wings open and her tail twitched about; it felt wonderful as she lost control of her body. This time she managed to stay quiet as she moaned into the pillow, feeling that glorious sensation that pulsed from her underbelly. It was still overwhelming, but now the pleasure felt slightly muted and it didn't last as long as the first two times.
"Oo... Wow...!" With her limbs trembling, Pyxis finally reached down and jabbed the sex toy's control button, shutting it off. Her muscles relaxed and she slowly tugged the whole thing out of her, which left her slit feeling strangely empty. All her fun had left a wet spot on the bed beneath her, but she ignored that. There was plenty of time for it to dry before she went to sleep tonight.
Pyxis stared at the dildo she was still holding in her paw, thinking about what she had just experienced. This thing is crazy. Next time I try touching myself, maybe I'll just stick to using my paws instead. She lay quietly in the bed, contemplating what it was like now that she'd come into heat and discovered the pleasure of mating.
After a few minutes, Pyxis got to her feet. Now she'd have to clean the sex toy and return it to her drawer, and then she'd go cook her breakhorn for dinner. Maybe she ought to take another bath before that, though. Even with the deodorant to block the scent of her heat, she probably smelled strongly of arousal.
As she walked through the living room, Pyxis caught sight of her hunting trophy sitting on the display shelf, and she wondered what (or who) she'd catch next week.
END
This story also has a companion story readable HERE.