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*Authors note: This is the first time I've written in over 8 years. As such I am extremely rusty, and appreciate any and all feedback.

Garm did not have to wait much longer as the other boar, Marl, finished up his oral enjoyment of Veriss' chest. Giving one last, noisy suck, the giant boar released her tit from his mouth and leaned back to admire his handiwork. Both of the purple dragonesses' breasts were covered by the boar's spit. Veriss looked down apprehensively as she felt the excess saliva slowly slide down her tits. She resisted the desire to wipe away some of the spit, suspecting that Marl would not appreciate that.

Marl grinned down at the purple dragoness, as got back to his feet. "I'd love to keep sucking on those fat melons of yours, princess, but we gotta move on." The boar licked his lips hungrily. "I think its time you started 'servicing' my body."

Garm snorted at his companion. "You gonna give the slut the full body experience?" The big boar shook his head dismissively. "I just want to get my dick wet."

Marl raised his eyebrows as he looked at Garm. "Really? We got two of the most powerful dragonesses of the realm here, daughters of the queen bitch, ready to fulfill our every wish, and all you can think of is getting your dick wet?"

The other boar shrugged. "Don't mean that I'm gonna rush it. Just think this foreplay stuff has gone on long enough, I wanna get my cock involved."

Veriss couldn't help but glance down at Garm's crotch to get an indication of what that would entail. She already knew the size difference was going to be an issue, but what she saw made her heart run cold. Clearly visible underneath the boar's worn leggings was the outline of a massive snake of disturbing proportions. Clinging to the male's left leg, it stretched downwards from his crotch along his thigh, the tip ending just above his knee. It was bulging so obscenely against the fabric that Veriss wondered how the leggings had not torn open from the pressure. Most worrying of all was its girth. It looked relatively thick compared to the leg it was pressed against, which would not have been a problem if the boar's thighs weren't the size of a mature tree-trunk.

Fear creeping into her stomach, Veriss tried to rationalize the situation. The boar was obviously far too large for her and her sister to take. Any attempt to do so would clearly result in a gory bloodbath for the royal dragonesses. Therefore, Garm would surely not request such a 'service'.

Veriss looked away from the boar's nether regions as her mind involuntarily added the dreaded 'however' to her train of thought. What if they did want penetration? If either of the males requested such a service, she had to obey. The dragoness didn't know why, she just knew she had to do it.

Turning her head, Veriss looked at her sister, only to see Meress staring down between Garm's legs as well. There was a growing panic visible in her eyes as she seemed to reach the same conclusion that Veriss had come to. Stepping towards her, Veriss decided to intervene before her sister's panic spiraled out of control.

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Meress almost jumped when she felt her sister's hand touch her shoulder. She looked up to see Veriss looking at her with concern in her eyes. "Its okay, Meress, we'll be fine." Her sister said as she smiled at her. It was a reassuring smile, though Meress could see a hint of the same worry she was feeling in her sister's eyes.

"Y-yeah." She stuttered back, trying to dismiss the horrible scenarios her mind was conjuring up. She felt her heart racing as her eyes drifted back towards the source of her panic.

Her sister reached out and grabbed her chin firmly, turning her head back towards her. Looking her straight in the eyes, Veriss spoke with a calm, authoritative voice. "Take a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. Clear your mind."

The words were familiar to Meress, this not being the first time she'd heard them. Doing as told, the dragoness felt her heart rate beginning to slow down. Thank god her sister was there; ever the more disciplined one, Veriss had always been able to calm her down. Repeating the process, Meress was able to regain some of her composure after a minute or so. Unfortunately, Garm chose that moment to add fuel to the fire.

The towering boar had a foreboding smile on his face as he looked down at the green dragoness. "Can't say I ever had a girl look at my dick with fear in her eyes before." He almost sounded proud as his smile widened into a grin. "You afraid that my member won't fit in that tiny slit of yours?" He chuckled darkly. "Don't you worry, I'll make it fit." The boar clearly enjoyed adding to the dragonesses' distress.

Meress stared up at him, her eyes wide. Her heart rate was rising again. She could feel her sister pulling at her arm, trying to get her attention, but the green dragoness didn't respond. Luckily, aid came from an unexpected direction.

"That'll be interesting to see." The rumbling response came from the other boar. Marl smiled at Meress. It was a friendly smile, almost the polar opposite of Garm's sinister grin. Turning towards his companion, Marl continued. "But I don't think that's what she is afraid of. I think she's worried you'll split her wide open."

Meress shuddered at the image her mind conjured up in response to the boar's words. She saw Garm blink as he looked back at Marl. "Oh." He sounded surprised. "I hadn't thought of that." The boar reached down to his crotch, almost as if to check what he was packing between his legs. Meress was surprised to see a look of disappointment appear on his face.

Marl did not seem concerned, however. Instead, the boar continued to smile as he glanced behind Garm, into the empty room. "Don't worry, I am sure we can make it work somehow." Meress tried to see what he was looking at, but the only thing she could spot was that empty chair.

"Oh, right!" Garm said. The boar's eyes lit up, as if he had just remembered something. He, too, looked at the empty chair, a wide smile appearing on his face. "Sorry, I hadn't thought of that. " He rumbled, apologetically. Meress wasn't sure who he was apologizing to, but it didn't really matter. Garm turned back towards the dragonesses, his smile once again taking on worrisome tone. "One way or another, we're definitely going to end up balls deep in the two of you."

Looking wide-eyed at the towering boar, Meress was dismayed at his renewed eagerness. For a moment, he had seemed close to rejecting the idea, but now he looked committed to his plan of sticking that monstrous flagpole in his pants up one of her holes. She desperately wanted to speak up, to say anything that could convince him otherwise, but she knew she had to provide him with the service that he wanted. And if he wanted this, then that was what she was going to provide him, no matter the consequences. As the dragoness struggled to find a way to escape a gruesome fate, respite once again arrived in the form of Marl.

"Eh, balls deep? Eventually." He rumbled at Garm. "But there's no need to rush things. I've got some other things I wanna see these princesses do first." He turned to smile at Veriss as he licked his lips. He briefly glanced to the empty chair. "Might even be able to do some things I couldn't do 'till now." His rumbling voice was full of promise.

Garm scoffed as he looked at the other boar. "Sure, humiliating a whore is fun and all, but I still don't see how that can possibly compare to a tight hole around your cock." The big boar seemed to be somewhat familiar with Marl's intentions.

Marl let out a loud, barking laugh. "Hah! That's because you don't think about what you can do when the opportunity is given to you, Garm." He smiled as he continued, his voice rumbling deeply. "I know you don't share my particular tastes, but you've never tried them either. You don't know what you're missing out on." Suddenly, a glint appeared in the boar's eyes as he seemed to get an idea.

Staring at Garm, Marl spoke up, the rumble in his voice deepening slightly. "What if I told you there was a way a whore could drain your balls without ever touching your dick."

Garm looked skeptical. "I doubt that." He grumbled. He didn't seem very interested.

Grinning back, Marl replied. "If you don't believe me, why not try it out for yourself? I doubt you'll hear any objections from these royal sluts." He glanced at the two dragonesses, a sly look in his eyes.

Veriss replied with unusual enthusiasm. "We would never object to any of your requests. What service is it that you want us to provide?" Her sister smiled brightly at Marl. Suddenly, Meress realized why. Marl was giving them a way to avoid, or at least delay being penetrated by them. Quickly, she spoke up to voice her support. "Yes, we would love to provide you with whatever service you might want, no matter what it is."

Marl smiled back at the dragonesses. "I want you two to give us rimjobs."

Meress' eyes widened. She knew of the term. She had read about the act in a sexual instruction manual she had found during a rather daring, and horny, period in her youth. The manual had been very thorough and detailed in its description of hundreds of perverted and lurid sexual acts, which was probably the reason the volume had been stowed away in a restricted section of the royal library (not that such restrictions had ever stopped her). Remembering the description accompanying the term, Meress couldn't help but shudder at the nasty hints and tips that the book had included.

Swallowing, the dragoness looked up at Garm. She had never thought she would ever perform such a foul, degrading act, but if the boar requested it, she would do her absolute best. Especially if it meant staving off the boar's plan to fuck her.

Veriss was not as informed as her sister, however. Questioning Marl, she spoke up. "A rimjob? I'm not familiar with this act."

"It means eating ass." It was Garm who gave the curt response. Looking at Marl, the boar looked unconvinced. "I don't see how having something shoved up my shithole will make me cum. I'm not a fag."

It took a moment for the words to sink in, but then it became Veriss' turn to widen her eyes as the purple dragoness apparently began to realize what Marl's request entailed. Amused, Meress watched as a blush appeared on her sister's cheeks. It was a rare sight to see the captain of the royal guard red-faced.

Marl replied with his rumbling voice. "How does getting a rimjob from a female make you a fag, you idiot?" Looking slightly exasperated, he continued. "I'm telling you, it feels great. Especially if the whore knows what she's doing."

He smirked at the other boar. "And while these two sluts probably do not have much experience, I don't doubt they'll try their best." He glanced at the sisters. "Won't you?"

"O-of course...we'll do our best." Veriss replied somewhat haltingly, a rather nervous smile on her face. The purple dragoness was apparently still coming to terms with the idea of munching on a male's asshole. Meress felt a bit more confident with the idea, even if it still sounded absolutely disgusting to her. "Absolutely!" She added with a smile, nodding her agreement. "I'll toss your salad as best as I can." Remembering the term from the book she had read, she barely avoided blushing herself.

Marl looked back at Garm with a twinkle in his eyes. "Plus, if you want to give them some extra motivation, just tell the scared one you won't fuck her if she manages to make you cum while rimming you." Meress watched as Marl winked at Garm. She felt her heart jump in spite of the implications of that gesture. If there was even the slightest possibility to avoid getting fucked by him, she had to take it.

She looked at Garm, hoping that Marl had convinced the boar. Seeing a thoughtful look on his face, Meress felt her heart jump a second time. He seemed to be considering it! Searching for words to convince him, the dragoness was preempted by Marl, who added one more argument with his rumbling voice. "And like I said before, if you end up not enjoying it, just move on and fuck her instead. No harm done, right?"

Garm seemed close to relenting, the boar turning from Marl to Meress with a thoughtful expression on his face. She knew that this was her chance. Looking up at him with pleading eyes, the green dragoness spoke up. "Please, sir, let me eat your ass. Let me make you cum by licking and sucking on your tailhole. I promise I'll bury my entire tongue deep inside your asshole and keep it there until you empty your balls."

This time, the Meress couldn't help but blush, feeling her cheeks redden as she made the obscene and degrading plea to the boar. Thankful for her superior memory, the dragoness made good use of the depraved language she remembered from the book. Luckily, her words seemed to get to him, and Meress thought she could spot a tiny smirk appear on Garm's face.

He didn't say anything, however, the boar simply staring down at her with lust in his eyes. Looking right back at him, Meress knew she had him, as the she had one more trick up her sleeve. Parting her lips, the dragoness did not break eye contact with the male as she opened her muzzle and let her tongue fall out. Continuing to stare up at him, she let the long, agile muscle hang down as far as her muzzle would allow her to.

It was an impressive sight. As much as people were generally aware that dragons had long tongues, actually seeing how far they could extend them from their muzzles must've been an eye-opener for Garm and Marl. Garm's eyes widened, and a wide grin appeared on Marl's face as the two boars gawked at the display. Though the giant boars had impressive tongues as well, theirs were broad rather than long, and they were big as a consequence of their overall great size, not from any inherent qualities. Meress' tongue stretched out for several inches, the long appendage ending in a taper. It was at least twice as long as the boar's, and while it was nowhere as wide as the males', it had a muscled thickness of its own.

The sight of its full length proved to be enough for Garm. Arms crossed, the great boar let out a deep sigh. "Fine, I'll try it out." His voice rumbled. He sounded skeptical, but his eyes betrayed an eager curiosity. The boar promptly began removing his own clothes, starting with his tunic which he pulled over his head.

Meress felt elated, but also nervous. The task before her seemed very difficult, and she didn't want to think about what would happen if she failed. Closing her eyes for a second, she inhaled deeply, preparing herself mentally. She wasn't completely clueless like her sister seemed to be. Even if she had never given a rimjob, she could call upon the knowledge from the manual for aid.

Meress opened her eyes to see the boar undo his belt. Her nervosity spiked as her eyes were drawn back to the outline of the enormous member visible through his pants. Dropping his belt to the floor, Garm grunted as he attempted to pull down his trousers, the size of his own cock apparently working against him. Growling with annoyance, the boar struggled against the unexpected tightness caused by the thick length, only managing to push his trousers down several inches before they became stuck.

Watching him, Meress wondered why the boar wasn't wearing baggier pants. Surely this wasn't the first time this had happened to him?

Her thoughts were interrupted by Garm's rumbling voice. "Get over here and help me get these stinkin' trousers off!" He sounded frustrated, so she didn't waste any time to approach the massive boar. Stepping in front of him, she sank to one knee to get better access to his waist. Meress was greeted by the sight of the top half of the boar's crotch, which, uncovered by his pants, revealed a veritable forest of thick black wiry hair sprouting from the center of his crotch.

Accompanying the sight was a heavy scent. Meress had already become familiar with the smell of the boars, unwashed brutes as they clearly were, but this was much, much worse. Wincing, the dragoness could smell a thick combination of odors drift out from the boar's crotch. The boar's personal scent was ubiquitous, its earthy aroma reminding Meress unpleasantly of a warm pigsty. Added to that was the salty smell of sweat that stained his clothes. New, however, was the unmistakable presence of the boar's musk. It was intense and heady, and once breathed in by the dragoness it seemed loathe to leave her nose, remaining even after she exhaled.

Meress shivered as her nose was assaulted by the boar's odor, but she didn't stay idle for more than a few seconds. Reaching out, the dragoness began tugging at the legs of Garm's trousers, helping the male work to free his legs from their tight confines.

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Watching for a few seconds as her sister paired off with Garm, Veriss was soon pulled away by the voice of the other boar. "I'm sure you'd love to see your sister push her muzzle up Garm's sweaty rump, but I've got something better for you to do." Marl rumbled at her as the boar walked around the dragoness, heading for the bed against the far wall. Turning around, the towering boar sat his massive bulk down on the edge of the mattress, causing the wooden frame of the large bed to groan in protest against the heavy weight it was forced to bear.

Tearing her eyes away from her sister, Veriss followed behind Marl. She watched the boar make himself comfortable on the soft, feathered surface of her sister's bed. The dragoness felt a bit nervous, wondering how she was supposed to make the huge male orgasm by...eating his ass? Keeping her face neutral, Veriss avoided showing her personal revulsion at the disgusting idea, but that didn't help much to answer her question. The uncertainty on her face was apparently easy to see, prompting Marl to speak up.

"Worried about the rimjob you gonna give me?" The giant boar chuckled. "Considering what I know of you, I bet you never given one before, haven't you?" Shaking her head truthfully, Veriss watched the boar's grin widen. He continued. "Well, you're in luck then. I love having my ass eaten so much, I've sorta become an expert on it. So I'll be teachin' you the ins and outs, and we won't be stopping until you've mastered every trick I know of." His voice rumbled with barely hidden amusement.

Gritting her teeth, the purple dragoness forced herself to smile. "Thank you, sir, I'll work hard not to disappoint you." Resigning herself to the fact she was going to be doing the most vile thing she had ever done, she reluctantly continued. "Would you like me to help you undress?"

Given the difficulty Garm was having, she thought that would be the logical next step, but Marl seemed to have something different in mind.

Replying with his rumbling voice, the boar said. "Eager to get your lips around my asshole? You're gonna have to wait. I've got some other things for you to clean with your tongue before I let you sink it past my sphincter." Grinning, Marl looked at Veriss. "You see, the sight of those breeder hips and fat ass of yours has made me rather excited." His grin widening, the boar shifted his eyes to look behind the dragoness. "And whenever I get excited, I start to sweat. A lot."

Veriss turned her head to look over her shoulder. There was nothing behind her, aside from an empty chair. Frowning, she turned back to Marl. Why did the boars keep looking at that chair? She was about to ask Marl the question, but something told her not to bother. It wasn't important. Looking back at the boar, Veriss waited patiently as he began to pull up his tunic, revealing his massive gut and bulky, muscled chest to the dragoness.

As Veriss took in the sight, two aspects immediately stood out to her. The first were his muscles: from top to bottom the giant male sported huge, well-defined muscles. His biceps were bulging with them, as were his broad shoulders, and his pecs looked thick and hard as granite. Further down, the boar's abs were partially hidden underneath a large gut, but there was no doubt that the decent amount of fat visible across the expanse of the male's belly was merely a cover for the muscles underneath, though it certainly added to the size of Marl's large gut.

The second aspect that stood out to Veriss was the hair. The enormous boar's upper body was covered by very thin fur that did nothing to hide the grey skin underneath. What did hide it, however, was a thick patch of coarse chesthair that started as a thin path between the boar's large pectorals, gradually widening as it traveled downwards until it reached the boar's belly, which was mostly covered by the hair.

While it was not a particularly pleasant sight for the dragoness, Veriss was not put off by it, as she had seen her fair share of the male physique during her combat training. On second glance, however, Veriss noticed something that she had also seen plenty of during her training, but which she had not expected to see here. The great boar's upper body was gleaming with the sheen of perspiration. The purple dragoness frowned when she saw how thickly the sweat covered his chest. She had seen no indication that the boar had been sweating up until now, though he had mentioned something about sweating when he got excited.

"Enjoying the view?" The deep rumble of Marl's voice shook Veriss out of her thoughts. Looking up, she saw the boar grinning at her. "The way you're looking at my body, I bet I'm a dream come true for you, aren't I?" His grin widened.

Hiding a grimace, Veriss instead forced herself to smile. "Y-yes, I dream about boys like you all the time." She lied through her teeth, her voice sickly sweet. She didn't think Marl was fooled, but the boar went along with it, seemingly enjoying her discomfort.

"I bet you fantasize about big, buff males like me all the time, don't you?" The huge male leered at her, waiting for her reaction. Veriss took a nervous breath, trying to come up with a response he would like. "I-I do. I always think about big boars when I'm horny."

The dragoness winced internally. That was pathetic. Marl stared at her intently, and Veriss briefly wondered whether she'd angered him. But the giant boar once again showed his jovial personality. "Wow, that's the best you can do? And I thought Garm was bad with words." Letting out a rumbling laugh, he continued. "I guess you'll have to make up for that laughable attempt with your physical performance."

Waiting nervously, Veriss silently berated herself. While she was ready to take on whatever the perverted boar threw at her, she was nonetheless well-aware that he seemed like a much more...agreeable person than his companion, Garm. As such, she could ill-afford any missteps that might change the boar's disposition. The dragoness was determined to provide proper service to the male, no matter what that entailed.

Marl planted his hands by his sides and looked down at the wet gleam on his broad chest and belly. "Wow, I really am soaked in sweat." Grinning, he briefly glanced sideways in the direction of the empty chair.

Looking back at the dragoness, the big boar spoke up again. "I could use a bath. Why don't you give me one?"

There was a brief pause before the dragoness replied, unsure what Marl was going for. "...As you wish. There is no bath here, though. I can lead you to one, but it's some distance away." Veriss was puzzled by the boar's request. But if that is what he wanted, who was she to argue?

"No, you clueless cunt, I want you to give me a bath." Marl was grinning widely, clearly amused at Veriss' befuddlement. The dragoness stared back blankly, still not understanding. "Um...I'll have to...fetch some supplies...and water." She said haltingly.

Marl shook his head. "Damn, you're a lot thicker than I initially took you for." He let out a rumbling chuckle, as if he was laughing at his own joke. Looking back at the dragoness, he suddenly changed the subject again. "Show me your tongue, I wanna see how it compares with you sister's."

Complying with the unexpected request, the dragoness opened her muzzle and let her tongue drop down past her lips. It was just as lengthy as that of her sister. Watching the great boar examine her tongue, Veriss wanted to think she didn't know why the boar wished to see her tongue, but something was starting to niggle at her. A sinking feeling appeared in her stomach as her mind began to connect the dots. Did he actually want her to...

A shit-eating grin appearing on his face, Marl gestured at her tongue. "Looks to me you already got everything you need to give me a bath."

Veriss froze as the boar's disgusting intentions finally became clear to her. The dragoness stood silent for a few seconds while she tried to maintain her composure. Her gaze drifted down towards the boar's massive gut. It was just as hairy and sweaty as the first time she looked at it, and it probably hadn't been washed for some time either. Barely able to suppress a shudder of revulsion, she pulled her tongue back into her mouth almost without realizing it. Thankfully, Marl's voice pulled her away from her mortified thoughts.

"Well?" Marl's voice rumbled. "What are you waiting for? Get to it already!" There was a smirk on his face, the giant boar evidently enjoying the look of consternation on Veriss' face. His voice betrayed his impatience, however.

Swallowing uneasily, the dragoness collected herself as she reluctantly stepped up to the male sitting on the bed. The giant boar gestured for her to get down in front of him, already having spread his legs to make room for her.

Falling to her knees right in front of the boar, Veriss felt her cheeks redden as she got a close-up view of the male's massive gut. Her nose wrinkled reflexively as the pungent smell of sweat invaded her nostrils. Steeling herself, the dragoness took a brief moment to focus herself, but did not delay any further. She had a service to perform, after all.

Trying to ignore the male's stink, the dragoness leaned forward towards the boar's hairy belly and parted her lips. Closing her eyes, Veriss slipped out her tongue and inched forward until it made contact with the boar's skin. Slowly lifting her head, she pulled her tongue across the huge belly in front of her, dragging it up through a loose carpet of coarse hairs while collecting numerous droplets of sweat stuck underneath.

Reaching the limits her neck would allow her to stretch upwards, Veriss pulled her tongue back, grudgingly swallowing the considerable amount of sweat that she had scooped up. She couldn't help but grimace at the salty, acrid taste it left on her tongue.

"What's the matter? Is something wrong?" The boar's mocking concern rumbled deeply in Veriss' ears. "Do you always make that face when you give males a tonguebath?" Craning her head up, the dragoness could see Marl leering down at her. He almost sounded offended by her response.

"No, I..." Veriss tried to formulate a response, but she was interrupted by the big boar.

"No? So you made that face just for me, then." His voice rumbled indignantly. Veriss swallowed as she stared up at Marl. There was a malevolent gleam in his eyes that she hadn't seen before. The boar was no longer smiling when he continued. "I'm used to such reactions from streetwhores, but I'd assumed I would receive better service from a member of the royal family."

Veriss stared back at Marl's leering eyes nervously. She had not expected such a negative reaction from the boar. Her mind was screaming warnings at her. She had to be careful with her response. "I-I'm sorry, sir, I did not mean to give you the impression that I dislike servicing you."

Marl snorted. "You don't sound very convincing." He looked at her skeptically, his deep voice full of doubt.

Veriss swallowed again as she searched for the right words. "I'm sorry, sir, its just...I don't often service males as big and...virile as you." The dragoness felt her confidence increase when Marl's expression softened slightly, the dangerous glint in his eyes lessening.

Feeling heartened, Veriss continued to mollify Marl. "I love giving tonguebaths, sir, its just that seeing your...bulk up close, I must not have realized how much work I had ahead of me." Looking up into the boar's eyes, her voice became firmer as she pressed on. "But I won't disappoint you, sir. Please, allow me to clean every inch of you with my tongue. Let me lick up every drop of sweat staining your body."

A smirk appeared on Marl's face as he looked down at the dragoness. "I'd certainly hope so. I expect nothing but the very best service from the daughter of the queen mother." His smirk widened as he let out an exaggerated sigh. "Very well, you may continue."

Veriss felt a wave of relief washing over her. She smiled back at the giant boar. "Thank you, sir! I promise you I won't let you down!" She replied gratefully. The dragoness wasn't sure if she had given tonguebaths before, but she must have. After all, she provided any service that males requested of her, and there must've been males who had requested this before.

Not wasting any more time, the royal dragoness went right back to work with a determined fervor. Putting her paws on the boar's enormous thighs to steady herself, she began dragging her tongue up through the thickest patch of chest hair centered around the boar's belly. Almost immediately her tongue became saturated by the copious amounts of sweat stuck between the wiry hairs. Making sure not to show her disgust, Veriss dutifully lapped up the boar's gross perspiration. The caustic taste was soon supplemented by far more unpleasant, grimy and stale flavors that she suspected were the result of the male's lack of bathing. The worst part, however, was the inevitable consequence of licking a huge belly covered by a prodigious amount of chest hair: stray hairs. The first few were easy to ignore, but after the dragoness had finished dragging her tongue a dozen times across the main patch of hair on Marl's belly, she pulled her head back for a moment, coming away with several hairs stuck to her tongue. Thoroughly disgusted, Veriss made to spit them out. Fortunately for her, she briefly glanced up at Marl's face before doing so.

The boar was watching her closely, a sneer on his face and lust in his eyes. Marl clearly enjoyed seeing the royal dragoness humiliate herself. Veriss realized he would probably love to see her swallow the long, wiry hairs clinging to her tongue. And considering she had nearly botched her job only a few minutes ago, the dragoness figured she was in no position cut corners on her performance.

It took her a moment to persuade her body to agree with the decision, but then the dragoness pulled her tongue back into her muzzle, careful not to drop any of the hairs sticking to the long, wet muscle. Closing her eyes, Veriss swallowed hard, making sure she got all the hairs down her throat in one go. She managed to keep herself from gagging as she felt the rough strands slide down towards her stomach. The dragoness also had to surpress a shudder as she came to terms with the nasty thing she had just done. She had swallowed the giant boar's filthy, sweaty chest hair.

Finally, she opened her eyes again, and looked back up at the giant boar. Marl was grinning widely. He looked very pleased with her actions. Veriss tried to show him her own 'satisfaction' with the act, knowing that the boar would likely enjoy that as well, but this time her body refused to cooperate. Instead, the dragoness just continued to stare up at Marl, her cheeks burning with humiliation from the disgusting act.

Thankfully, the boar seemed to enjoy that response just as much. "I'm impressed, only the really nasty streetwhores would swallow stray hairs, and they only do it when I tell them to. You did it without prompting." His voice rumbled deeply with amusement as he continued to humiliate her. "Did your slut mother teach you that? I doubt anyone else could've been responsible for turning the daughters of the queen mother into free-use, no-limit sluts."

While the insults against herself were easy to take, since they were obviously true, those aimed at her mother were more difficult to ignore. Veriss decided the best response was to resume her task. Within seconds, the royal dragoness was once again working her tongue across the great expanse of the boar's belly, gradually working her way from left to right as she steadily licked up all the sweat and filth stuck to the boar's grey skin. Again and again, she dragged her tongue up through the hairy carpet, only pausing every few minutes to swallow another dozen wiry hairs caught by her tongue.

Marl occasionally spoke up to gleefully pile on the humiliation. "Never thought I'd have a dragon princess worshipping my body with her tongue." Veriss could practically hear the boar's grin through the deep rumble of his voice. "I don't think I've ever had anyone dig through my chest hair so thoroughly just to lick up my sweat. You must really love the taste of it. I'm glad to see your previous reaction was just a misunderstanding."

The dragoness didn't react to Marl's provocations, though her cheeks continued to burn brightly at the boar's demeaning comments. Veriss continued to clean the male's gut with her tongue. Having thankfully finished with the hairy center, she was now working her way through the slightly more tolerable surrounding area.

Veriss felt lucky that her years of combat training had given her an impressive discipline while also making her at least somewhat familiar with male hygiene, or the lack thereof. It made the repugnant task bearable, though only barely so. Everytime she swallowed more of the boar's plentiful sweat, mixed with accumulated filth, the dragoness had to work hard to keep her disgust from showing. But she was making progress, the boar's large gut steadily becoming less and less grimy.

Marl noticed it as well. Soon, the huge male signaled his satisfaction with her service. "I could watch royal sluts like you suck sweat from my belly all day." Sighing happily, the giant boar rumbled on. "But I've got a few other places for you to worship with your tongue." Pulling away from the hairy gut for what was, hopefully, the last time, Veriss was dismayed to hear she wasn't done with her tonguebath.

Looking down at her, the boar gave her an almost sympathetic smile, but the dragoness had seen enough of the boar by now to know that that could mean bad things just as easily as good things. Marl laughed when he saw the suspicion on her face. "Don't worry, its only my chest and two other spots I want you to clean."

Veriss looked up at the boar's chest. It was just as sweaty as his gut had been, but at least his pectorals weren't covered by chest hair. The dragoness let her guard down a bit. Giving his chest a spit-shine would be a piece of cake compared to digging through that sweat-soaked carpet of hair on his belly. Veriss was still cautious, however, waiting for the boar to reveal the catch.

Sure enough, Marl allowed a few moments to pass before he suddenly spoke up. "Oh, I think you forgot a spot." Smirking, the boar pointed at his belly-button, which was barely visible underneath the hairy cover.

Veriss blinked. She had expected something much worse. Sure, the boar's belly-button was no doubt a nasty place, but it also very small. Feeling somewhat relieved, the dragoness bent down and lowered her head towards the center of Marl's belly. Not wasting any time, she sealed her lips over the boar's belly button and sank her tongue past the coarse hairs covering it.

Veriss barely noticed any difference compared to the rest of Marl's belly, and quickly cleaned the small hole with her tongue. After a dozen seconds, the giant boar called her up again. "Good girl, now get up here and start working on my chest."

Obeying, the dragoness started to get up from her knees, but Marl stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. The huge boar was grinning down at her again. "Oh, and to motivate you to do your absolute best, let me show you the last two spots I want you to clean." The boar's voice rumbled with gleeful amusement as he looked down at her with a wide grin. Then, he began raising both of his arms.

Puzzled, the dragoness stared up at Marl while he lifted his arms higher and higher. It was only when the boar's arms surpassed the level of his shoulders, that Veriss realized which spots Marl was referring to. Her face blanched and her eyes widened as she gazed up at the dense bushes of thick black hairs that had been hiding underneath the boar's bulging biceps. But now, thanks to Marl placing his arms behind his head, his pits were fully exposed to the dragonesses' sight.

Veriss froze like a deer caught by headlights. The boar's armpits looked absolutely foul. The greasy black hair sprouting from them was completely matted with sweat while trails of perspiration sneaked their way down from between the thick hairs. The dragonesses' despair deepened further when Marl spoke up again, his voice thick with glee. "You told me how much you love giving tonguebaths, and you practically begged me to let you slurp up all the sweat on my body." The boar was grinning widely at her as he continued. "I wanted to reward the eagerness you showed, so I figured I'd let you suck on my armpits for a while. There's enough sweat in there to slake the thirst of even the nastiest, most depraved slut."

Veriss opened and closed her mouth several times, but she was unable to formulate a response. Palefaced, the dragoness looked up at Marl's face, searching for any hint of mercy, but all she found was the widest grin the boar had sported yet. Adding to her misery, Marl spoke up just to add rub the salt into her wounds. "Don't forget, you yourself promised not to disappoint me." The boar licked his lips. "And I'll be very disappointed if even a single hair in my armpit remains soaked in sweat by the time you are done."

Glancing at the boar's vile armpits, Veriss hoped that her sister was faring better than her. Any further thoughts from the dragoness were interrupted when the smell hit her nose. Having been given free reign to drift down from Marl's pits, the fetid, rank stench finally reached Veriss' nostrils. This time, the dragonesses' discipline could not prevent her from gagging.