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A Gamble of Corruption Chapter 3

For Magnus Strange and Norua

By Draconicon

The flames and magic of the other realm surrounded her again, Lykary almost managed to break out her lustful trance. Almost. The need for cock and eggs was still so strong, so overpowering, that she remained still in the naga's coils, resting within them as the tip of his tail teased her new vent and her twitching ass. It took everything she had not just to start begging for more then and there. It was that hot inside of her, that need for something that she knew she shouldn't have.

Slazeric slithered off of her, moving up from behind to stroke along her rump. Her tail went up despite herself, and she whimpered as her vent spat her juices to the ground, hissing in this hot place as they turned to steam. The naga demon smirked.

"You won't be losing that hunger anytime soon."

"You...you said..."

"That there was another deal? Yes, there is. But first...time for you to learn just how good your new job will be."

And before she could move, the feral dragon was surrounded by his coils, pulled tight against him as he started working himself into position. Her eyes went wide as she felt both of his cocks this time, each shaft rubbing against her vent as it began to oozing and dripping more than ever. The idea of getting something real inside her, actual shafts rather than the substitute of her tail, left her moaning and shuddering to the degree that she hadn't even imagined possible. She was humiliated, but that didn't stop her from spreading her hind legs and making herself available.

No sooner had she done that than he slid right in, both cocks forcing their way into her pussy with a suddenness that left her blank. Her eyes went wide, her breath rattled in her throat as it escaped her snout, and everything just seemed to stop, the world going quiet.

Cock...cock...cock...

The world centered around the cocks in her vent, the way they filled her and spread her out, the fulfillment of having them inside her unmatched by any sexual experience that she had as a male. She shivered, her body starting to quake from head to tail, and she came within seconds of falling over before she was able to right herself again. Everything ached, everything quivered, but cock...cock was needed.

She pushed herself back, grinding herself on the base of his members, holding them inside of her with every bit of excitement and tightness that she could muster. The embarrassment was gone, replaced by nothing but need to keep them inside her for as long as possible. If he thought that she was reluctant, or was too bad of a girl, he might take them away. She needed...needed those cocks.

So she rolled her hips back against them, sliding them in and out her as much as she could. She could smell her juices getting hotter and more present, oozing more of it as her body finally started getting what it needed. She shuddered every time that she bottomed out on the shafts, feeling them grinding against her insides with a pressure that made her want more. She could feel the tips rubbing where her womb must have been, and she whimpered, imagining how hot it would be when the pair of them spurted inside of her and filled her with the egg-creating cum that she needed.

That got her moving, even more, starting to slide herself back with enough force to make the naga grunt. Some part of her that was still sane believed that was a good thing, that she was riding him and getting some revenge, but the rest didn't care. She just wanted to have that cum, have those eggs.

Up and down, up and down, she rolled her body, sliding forward and then back again. The smack of Slazeric's scales against her ass was torment and pleasure, all the same, reminding her of where she 'belonged' while at the same time making her shudder at the pleasure of how big and powerful he was, how good his seed would be for her eggs. She smiled, almost drooling for a moment or two before she recalled her situation and managed to right herself again, trying to focus on just getting rid of that heat.

But that wasn't an option. Even as Lykary started to calm down, she felt Slazeric's coils coming around her, wrapping around her middle until he was lifted off of the ground and supporting his weight through her body. She felt him rubbing her back, keeping her pinned with his hands there, and then felt his coils tightening, grinding him up against her with all the force of a full thrust of his own.

"You aren't the one in charge, girl. I am."

And with that, he started sliding in and out faster than ever, his cocks slamming in, spreading her, holding her depths wider open than any single cock could have. She felt the shape of his cocks continuously pressing at her, forcing her open and making her whimper and moan from the sheer bliss of being bred.

Part of her knew this was wrong; something was being done to her, changing her, making her like it more. She knew that the corruption was setting in, that she was losing herself to Slazeric's touch, but it was hard to focus on that. Not when -

"AH!"

She screamed as he pulled her back hard, her rump jiggling beneath the scales as he was fucking her faster, deeper, harder. Every thrust left her burning from the spread from her vent down to her depths, and every time he pulled back, she could feel his juices dribbling all over her inner walls. If he was the slightest bit fertile, she had a considerable risk of being pregnant already, let alone when he would cum. She didn't care, all of a sudden. She needed his eggs, needed to be the pregnant little broodmother that he had threatened her with in the mirror.

Suddenly, he started thrusting forward harder and faster than ever, his body rocking her back and forth with such an intensity that she could hardly breathe. Lykary dropped to the ground, her head pinned under the weight of her pleasure, her body captive to the coils of the naga. He held her up, made sure that her ass was still at the proper level for fucking, and kept hammering away, his body rocking and thudding and thumping against her, almost bruising with its sheer intensity, and she couldn't stop him. She didn't want to stop him. Her tail stayed up and out of the way the whole time, giving him free access to her pussy.

In and out he went, sometimes popping out a moment or two, grinding his cocks against her vent, reminding her what she had now instead of a cock, before slamming right back in. Every move seemed calculated, reminding her of everything that she'd lost, telling her that she was a female now rather than a powerful male. She had lost everything, even the right to determine who bred her.

No...no, he didn't...didn't take that yet. That's still...still mine.

She'd chosen to let Slazeric take her, not to fight it. She told herself that she'd submitted to this to get rid of the heat, to allow herself to feel better. That was the only reason he was breeding her so quickly and easily...right?

It didn't matter in the long run. Lykary needed to cum, and she couldn't get away, so she might as well enjoy the ride. She could feel him building up to a climax, his cocks already throbbing hard inside of her, waiting to spill their load so deep that pregnancy would be unavoidable. She would be gravid, heavy with the naga's eggs, waiting to put them out for him. She would carry that demonic offspring until there was no choice to do anything but let it out. She would feel those eggs sliding out, cumming all over them -

That thought put her over the edge, and she came on his cocks, feeling them pushing into her depths. His coils squeezed her hard, almost choking the life from her as he dragged himself forward, holding himself inside of her as he came as well, filling her to the brim with his seed and making her swell.

Mmmph...hot...so hot...

His cum was like hot water, or more, pouring down into her and filling her. It was so thin and yet, so hot and slimy and wet, making her shudder and shiver from head to toe at how warm she felt inside. His cum...

It was inside of her. And as Slazeric pulled out, she could feel it taking effect. She groaned as she felt her body starting to swell, her belly already pushing out, getting bigger and heavier with each passing second. She rolled onto her back, pressing her forepaws to her stomach, she felt dozens of little eggs that were forming and growing inside of her, each one as big as her finger and getting bigger by the second. The dragoness shuddered, trying to focus on the feeling she was getting filled with some creature's offspring, that she'd been made a mother against her will...

But that meant nothing compared to the pleasure of getting those eggs inside of her and feeling her stomach stretch. She was getting bigger, heavier, and she knew that rolling over would need help when the time came. It didn't matter. What mattered was that she had finally been bred. The heat...the heat was slowly dying off.

It's better...I can focus again.

She took a few deep breaths as she managed to roll onto her side, focusing on the feeling of getting her head clear and no longer consumed by the heat between her eggs. She could...

Slazeric leaned over her, and she realized that he'd said something. Shaking her head, she looked at him in confusion, and he chuckled.

"Look at you. Already sinking into your new purpose."

"I don't...I'm not a whore or a breeder dragoness. I'm just...just me."

"You say that now. Wait until you feel how the eggs feel coming out of you. You'll be screaming so loud about how you want more, how you want your pussy to be stuffed with cock until you are laying eggs all the time. It'll happen, little slut. You'll see."

And she could believe that it would, knowing how Slazeric worked and how he thought. There was every possibility that his corruption had already left her fate broken; there was no way to turn back or avoid her own needs from now on. She could feel that hunger in her still, sated for now, but with the promise of coming back if she didn't take care of it.

At least she had stopped growing, no longer so heavy or so painfully swollen. Admittedly, she was still huge - her belly would drag the ground if she got up to all fours again - but it was not as painful as it had been when it had started growing. Lykary shook her head, slowly looking back up at the demon.

"You mentioned...you mentioned a deal."

"Yes, I did, didn't I?"

Slazeric smiled, slowly slithering around her in a circle, almost as if he was keeping her from going anywhere. Where she could go, she didn't know, but she had a feeling that he was just doing it to mess with her head.

"There are two possibilities now, little dragoness. You can stay here on Pleasure Island, and you can live a dragon whore. You'll be taken care of, have a roof over your head, and you can find some way actually to enjoy what you do. That wouldn't be hard for you, I think, considering how much you love the job already."

She glared at him, and the naga chuckled.

"I figured you would see the offer that way. That's why there's a second option."

He slithered away from her and gestured towards an open spot in mid-air. No sooner had he made the gesture than a split opened there, and he pulled it open to reveal another room. On the other side, she could see other feral silhouettes, each one hunched back in darkness. She couldn't see what they were, but she could imagine that they were probably other feral dragons.

"You can go in there, and you can wait for a day. If you can avoid getting pregnant again, after you've expelled those eggs, then you can get everything back. You can get all that you've lost, and then go back to having a normal life.

"But if you fail, and they mount you and get you pregnant again...you not only stay as a whore, but you lose your mind and become nothing but a little feral bimbo of a dragon."

She stared at him like he was mad, but he only smiled back at her, his hand extended like some demonic deal-maker. She supposed, in a way, that was what he had become. Slowly, she looked back at the opening, considering her odds.

The heat in her belly wasn't that bad now, but she knew that it was only a matter of time before it came roaring back. In the castle, she'd been subjected to the mirrors with brutal efficiency, and she knew from the first time that once the mirror had you in its grip, there was no escaping it until the transformation was done. If she could escape, Lykary believed that there might have been a chance, a way to handle the heat on the way out of the castle. But now...now she would have to put it to the test.

There was no way that she was going to settle for being a dragoness whore.

"I'll take your deal."

She shook his hand, and he chuckled.

"Excellent. Or should I say, egg-cellent. Through the portal with you."

Lykary stepped forward with as much dignity as she could muster, trying not to think about the other dragons on the other end. She doubted that she would have too much trouble, at least at first. With her belly still swollen from her current clutch of eggs, there was no chance for them to actually -

As soon as she stepped through the portal, the cramps hit her. The blue feral gasped, her eyes going wide as her stomach and tail began cramping, everything squeezing down as the eggs started to move. The other ferals started to react to her presence, but she couldn't pay attention to them. Her focus was on her pussy, winking, spreading, and begging for eggs that were about to come rushing down from her insides.

You...you cheater!

She could already smell the fertile scent rising around them, the pussy of a dragoness scenting the air and casting about for the mates that she needed. Lykary knew that there was no way that the other ferals would miss that scent, no way that they would misunderstand its meaning. She shuddered, her body already shaking and breaking down as she tried to keep herself upright, even as her belly scraped along the ground as she moved.

She managed four steps before she collapsed, her hind end pressing down and squatting as her belly supported the rest of her body. Her tail went up, her pussy clenching, clasping at the air. Her vent was beyond sensitive, begging for the touch of someone or something, but she couldn't even reach her tail down there at that point. Everything was paralyzed by the pleasure of giving birth, the pain that was seizing her from the middle outwards, giving her the cramps that would bring life into the world.

One of the ferals, a larger green one, started plodding towards her. She growled deep in her throat, trying to chase the dragon away, but he walked around her regardless. The big belly of hers kept him from coming in range of her claws, and even her hind feet were helpless as he started to nose around under her tail, sniffing at her slit as it disgorged more and more of her juices. She shook her head, trying to smack at him with her tail, but even that didn't work as he batted it away with his own.

What is he doing? I can't...I can't stop him! What's he doing?!

The answer came with a lick across her vent, making her gasp and arch her back. A loud, low moan escaped her mouth, echoing across the little chamber as she was left helpless to her own, rapidly building arousal. One lick was followed by another, then another, and another after that, each one pushing her further and farther towards another orgasm. Her body was shaking from head to toe, and her eggs...her eggs were finally moving.

She felt the first one behind her vent lips already, pushing at them but not quite enough to get through. She groaned, knowing what was coming from seeing the mirror, and felt the pressure building up on the inside of her pussy. This time, however, unlike her reflection, she had a person - or at least a partner - to help.

The male behind her bit lightly at her vent, and she gasped as it suddenly opened, the first egg pushing through with the force of a ball shooting out of a batting cage machine. She groaned as it hit the ground, starting to roll away, but she wasn't safe. He kept licking, and the eggs kept coming.

One after another, they pressed down against her vent, begging to be pushed free, and sometimes, the male didn't bite her or do anything to help until it was about ready to slide free on its own. The second egg didn't come through until the third, fourth, and fifth were piling up and waiting inside of her, waiting to come out and splatter to the ground. The first had rolled away already, one of the other males grabbing it and sniffing it as it came close. She could see that the other two ferals were already looking her way with interest in their eyes, and shuddered at the implications.

The first one, though, kept eating her out, flicking his tongue inside of her after an egg had slid out and touched her inner walls with his tongue. She could just see his member sticking out as she looked over her shoulder, knowing that the bigger male was just waiting to slam it in. She shivered, trying not to think of that, trying to keep her mind focused on the horrible fact that she was giving birth.

The fact would have been considerably more horrible if it didn't feel so good. Every time she tried to think that she was getting tortured, she was hit with another blast of pleasure, another wash of wonderful feelings that drove her up the wall. She groaned again and again, her body heating up on the inside as she felt one egg after another sliding free, one more egg pushing out and pushing her closer and closer to the orgasm that was right around the corner.

Six eggs, seven, eight, nine, each one making her whimper and moan more than the last, each one reminding her of the fact that she was now female and thus subject to this pleasure any time that she let a male mount her. She groaned, her body starting to stretch, accommodating the eggs and taking less and less time between each to push it out. Another one rolled out, and then another, pressing down on her clit each time that they passed through her before falling to the ground with a crack and a splash.

None of the eggs would survive, but she didn't care. All that mattered was that she was getting them out, pushing them away from her, and making damn sure that there was no chance of her getting pregnant again.

In and out, in and out his tongue was fucking her now, making her dribble all over the place as her vent was toyed with and tempted with all the cocks around her. She tried not to think about them, tried to focus instead on the eggs and the emptiness inside of her -

Empty.

She realized her mistake, but too late. Her attempt to make herself feel better about not having eggs only made herself that much more hungry to be stuffed with them again. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets as she felt herself arching her back, pushing her body up now that she had been emptied of the demon naga's eggs, and she felt the last one running through her. It didn't even press against her vent, but pushed right out.

"AHHHHH!"

She roared in pleasure, cumming and squirting her juices right in the face of the dragon behind her. The male leaned back, rubbing at his face, scratching at it as she gave him a blast of pheromones right to the face. Lykary shivered, her entire body on fire again as her orgasm ripped through her, and she started to go into the breeding position -

If you get pregnant, I take your mind.

The threat was still there. She had to remember that. The threat of Slazeric was still there. She had to hold out, had to keep herself from getting pregnant. It was just for a day, and then she would have everything back. Her old body, her old mind, everything. She wouldn't be a female, wouldn't need this ever again. All she'd need was the usual hand and toys, and she would be fine as a male once more.

She darted away from the feral before he could mount her, knowing that her smaller body would be helpless if any of them got behind her. She didn't have the strength or stamina to fight them, and she feared that she didn't have the willpower to wriggle free if any of them penetrated her. Instead, she ran off to one corner of the room, putting the wall behind her and sitting down, hoping that the ferals wouldn't attack her or try and push things.

They didn't attack, though that was less encouraging than she hoped. Instead, the three of them looked at each other before slowly walking up to her, and then sitting down. Their tails swayed almost like cats as they looked at her, and she was forced to stare down at their full genital slits, and the slight tip of a cock that poked out of each...and the throbbing rod that stood out from the one that had eaten her out. All three were waiting for her to break, and they were putting their 'rewards' for breaking right on display for her to enjoy.

She shuddered, knowing that this was going to be a very long day.

Four hours later...

Lykary whimpered, her tail twitching as she kept it inside of her so that it wouldn't allow her vent to be seen by the others. It helped with the aching nature of her sex, then, but not enough for her tastes. Now that she'd felt Slazeric's cock inside of her, she wanted to know how much bigger these studs would be, how much it would be better getting rutted by something of her own species. She was so hot and horny that she was surprised that her tail hadn't caught fire within her, from sheer need.

It was harder and harder to ignore the feral males, knowing that they were just waiting for her to turn around and give them what they wanted. Her pussy was throbbing, begging for them, and every part of her body begged her to give in so that they could have some relief, some sense of frustration being ended. Only blind fear kept her from giving into that, only the knowledge that if she did, she wouldn't think about anything else ever again.

Gotta keep my mind, gotta keep my mind, gotta keep my mind.

It was as close to a mantra as she had, and it was all that she could think of. Even if the dicks were tempting her, she had to hold firm.

Three hours after that...

Lykary licked her lips, making a compromise with herself as she leaned forward. The first male, the one that had eaten her out, scooted forward a few paces, putting his cock in reach of her long neck. She leaned forward, dragging her tongue across the head, and whimpering softly at the taste of his musky shaft.

It's another male. It's horrible.

That's what she told herself, but it was so delicious, the taste of his pre like a lotion soothing her heat. It was rubbing over her, taking away some of the ache and giving her back some sanity. It wouldn't last long, she was sure, but anything would be better than nothing.

She started bobbing her head, taking that thick shaft down her neck, feeling it expanding inside of her long throat. It was just huge, bigger than either of the naga demon's dicks, though not quite so fat as they were. It would go deep, get her pregnant, and then pull back.

Not in her throat, though. She wouldn't get pregnant from giving oral. She was safe doing this, safe enough for now.

She sucked, feeling the long piece of meat running a whole foot or more down her throat, gagging slightly when she had to swallow before she slid back again. Up and down, up and down, each motion carrying her further than the last and giving her more of that cock, and more of its delicious contents at the end.

The other dragons waited, but she didn't look at them. This was as far as she would go, and no further.

Three hours after that.

"Just my ass, do you understand? Just my ass!"

The feral didn't say anything or even nod, but his cock remained pointed right at her asshole. It was throbbing, it was hot, and it was as slippery as her mouth could get it. He forced it in with a grunt, and she moaned as he filled her to the brim right off the bat. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she felt some satisfaction. Again, not enough to take away everything, but something, at least, something to take the edge off.

She automatically leaned forward, sucking on one feral dragon before sucking on the other, giving them both some attention so that neither got tempted. She wanted to say that she was doing it to keep her head clear, but she worried that there was no longer any effect from tasting their pre or having their cocks in her mouth. It seemed to wear off too fast, and that's why she needed a cock up her ass now. It was something...it was a substitute.

It was ten hours, as far as she could tell, since she'd been thrown in here, and so far, she had avoided anything that would get her pregnant. It was a hard-fought battle, but she hoped that she was getting close to getting used to the heat. Her tail was buried inside of her further than any cock could get, and it was barely keeping her from reaching back and offering her vent to the bigger dragons around her. All it would take was one of them cumming in her, and she would be pregnant again.

Gods, it hurts...

Her insides craved the feeling of cum, of eggs, of being stretched and used in a way that only cock could do. She fought that hunger with every part of her being, begging for some relief and some way to make it better, but it was next to impossible. All she could do was give herself some relief by giving her pussy a little wriggle with her tail every so often, and making sure that her ass was full.

The dragon above her was fucking her hard and fast; the feeling of his cock stretching out her ass, making her feel a little better. It was almost like what Slazeric felt like in her pussy, but in a tighter hole, and without the possibility of eggs. She thought that it was getting a bit too much, but she pushed back anyway, trying to keep him thrusting harder, faster, deeper. The more distractions she had, the better.

The dragons in front were both dripping, oozing over her face and smearing her with enough pre-cum to slather her. She could smell their musk constantly, the pure male scent impossible to get away from. She wanted to bite them off, but at the same time, wanted to shove them all the way inside of her, have both dragons breed her at the same time.

Suck, suck, thrust. Suck, suck, thrust.

The dragon behind her had his claws digging into her hips, keeping her ass up for him to fuck, and his shaft was throbbing hard in her rump. She could feel his balls slapping her pussy, almost begging for him to have the chance to slam inside of her and breed her, and it took everything that she had to deny that possibility. She had to hold back. She had to be good. She had to survive.

In and out, in and out. The dragon was throbbing in her ass, making her other hole burn, her tail aching as he kept slamming in again and again and again, making her body throb and her head ache. She could feel an orgasm rising, something that was going to help her.

Then....he came.

She groaned, feeling his cock throb and spill its load inside of her, even as she felt her orgasm tapering off. He was pulling out, leaving her empty, and the gaping nature of her ass, and the hollow feeling in her womb, had her frantic.

She immediately turned around, offering her ass to one of the other two dragons, but she didn't get his cock. He just looked down at her and slowly shook his head.

"Please! Please, just one more fuck. Please, I need it, or I'm going to...going to..."

She saw where they were looking--not at her ass, but at her vent, looking over it, nudging it with their foreclaws, not entirely pulling her tail out but looking like they wanted to.

fuck, he's making it so that I can't get off unless I get fucked down there...and they won't force it. I have to...I have to let it happen.

The feeling of humiliation came rolling over her with painful pressure, almost knocking her off her feet at the gall of the demon. The fact that she had to give in that far, the fact that she had to allow an indignity like this just to maintain her sanity...

Lykary tried to shake her head, but they pulled on her tail gently. Not much, not even an inch, but the feeling of it sliding around in her vent, the wriggling near her womb, reminded her of how much she needed. The dragoness whimpered, trying to shake her head one more time, but the dragons were already nudging her hind legs with their cocks, reminding her that they had what she needed.

One more attempt, one more shake of her head, and the three dragons started to walk away. The sight of them turning away from her, with those big balls full of seed that could stuff her full of eggs -

Eggs, eggs, need the eggs, need to breed, need to be full.

It was too much. Lykary screamed, throwing herself across the room and pushing herself in front of them, yanking her tail out of her vent as she put herself on full display, her body aching from all the need that had been built up.

"Fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

The males did just that. No sooner had her tail been pulled free, and her vent displayed than all their control vanished. They fought for a moment before the one that had started it all by licking her pussy shoved his way to the front, and then he was on her, and then she was down, drooling into the dirt.

Slazeric returned sometime later, though she no longer recognized him. His demonic form was all she needed to see, however, the power to understand and see magic all stronger from her constant breeding and the need that pushed through her all the time, these days. She hurried over to him, bowing her head and nuzzling towards his crotch. It was harder to move than it had been when she arrived, considering that her belly was all swollen with eggs, but she gave him as much attention as she could.

The naga loomed over her with a smile, patting her head. She didn't know why, but she felt the gesture had some sort of significance. She felt a strange sucking feeling in the back of her skull, but it was gone soon enough, leaving her with nothing but the hunger for breeding, the need for cock, and the desperate pleasure that came from getting fucked all the time.

"Eggs, girl?"

The demon's question was answered as she flipped onto her side, exposing a belly with bumps bigger than her paw, each one a new egg that was ready to be laid as soon as she had the chance. The naga chuckled, rubbing her head again.

"Yes, that's a very good girl. You've done well for yourself, though a pity that you had to lose everything."

His words didn't mean anything to the dragoness, who didn't even have a name anymore. She just chuckled, leaning up and nuzzling his hand, and then turned around, balancing on her belly and showing off her vent and her ass. Both filled with dragon cum, oozing and dripping all over the place; both were eagerly waiting to be filled. Would he give her her next orgasm, she wondered?

Apparently not, as he slithered by her, but gestured for her to follow. He walked around the other dragons, rubbing their heads and giving them a little attention - including giving the males a good fuck up the ass, in a few cases - before turning to her again. He said something about fulfilling her job, or something like that, and gestured for her to follow him. She did, walking through a hole in the air, and found herself in the middle of a festival of food and song, some people already fucking over the tables, and others that were looking for company.

The naga patted her head, and then patted her ass.

"Give them a good show, girl, and then start working on breeding another clutch."

She nodded, happily flopping over on one of the tables and starting to lay. She could already see some partners that she wanted, and couldn't wait to give them a try.

The End