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S'inc was many things. He was a kobold of the heretic tribe, a dragon slayer, a very fashionable draconian and in his own opinion a genius. He wasn't even wrong really because even some eleven scholars had trouble keeping up with him at times. Which was why the conundrum before him had him worried.

The village was too convinced that they had a dragon in the cave to the north. Not that there were not plenty of signs of such a thing. High quantities of night time serpents moving in the day, Large animals going missing, and to top it off signs of creatures large enough to furrow Earth as they moved.

Which made it more baffling that there absolutely was not a dragon around. Heretic tribe members or not all kobolds could feel the pull of a dragon. It was like a magnet that sapped away their will and ate at their thoughts. The desire to submit and serve dragons faithfully was hardwired into every kobold. It was a part of their species, they were dragon slaves. S'inc like all of the heretic tribe had gotten flipped somehow. He was driven to hunt down and execute dragons wherever they hid. Some stories said a wizard had reversed their nature in a bid to save himself. Others said it was a natural result of the Divine Dragon God losing power to the human's Creator god. Regardless of how it happened every single dragon hunting instinct and skill screamed to him that there were no dragons.

Oh there was something here certainly. Of that he and the villagers were equally assured. Whatever was in this cave had to be very. The Villagers had a number of beastkin enter the cave to find the source of their troubles. Only a single Horseman had returned poisoned and delirious babbling about how the scalekin had turned on them. His death had come minutes afterward leaving more questions answers.

S'inc took a breath through his mouth and snorted out his nose. He adjusted the feathered headdress he wore, checked that all twelve dragon fangs of his scepter were still sharp and then stepped into the cave. Nothing. He had expected some sort of spell or death trap, an ambush even. But there was nothing. S'inc flicked his blue tongue into the open and tasted death in the air. Blood and fire accompanied the mold smell that was more native to the cave. His eyes pierced the darkness as few creatures could. He looked around him with the magic of his people.and there at the back of what should have been a small rock hollow was a door hidden in the stone. It was wood but disguised with moss and stones stuck to it with some manner of paste.

"An anomaly... too small for the largest creatures to enter through..." he said. "Hidden very deliberately." he talked to himself aloud hoping to find the answer to the problem. "So this has some sort of intelligence behind it." he said, finding the hidden lock and swinging the door open. It was big enough for creatures three times as tall as him which wasn't shocking. He was standard sized kobold at three foot tall. "Door is nine foot tall... about three feet across..." he measured using his tail and the height of his jump. "... does not explain all the giant sized trails..." he said as he stepped through the door there was a flash in his face and swung his scepter striking only air. He looked right and left up and down for the source of the trap... and saw beneath his feet a Spell sigil. "Not the Scalekin then... can't do magic." he said looking down at the symbol he'd seen this somewhere before but he couldn't place what the spell did. And to top it off the identifier symbols on the outer rim of the circle looked damaged. "Half assed spell work..." S'inc said as he read what was there. "Remove males... bestow gift on Females bring glory and service to Highathon..." S'inc shook his head dizzy for a moment. "That's not even a proper spell! That is some ass writing 'I wish for love' on a genie's lamp!" he said, blasting the sigil into oblivion with a bolt of thunder.

It took a moment for the purple scaled kobold to calm down because bad spell form always irritated him. " So now I have a name for who's to blame." S'inc thought as he ventured into a smooth stone ramp that descended curving back and forth with ventilation slides too small even for him leading up to the surface. "Highathon..." he said and a shiver ran through him something he blamed on the coolness of this cave. "Where could I have heard the name Highathon?" the kobold nearly tripped but looking back he saw nothing to have tripped on. "The name sounds so familiar. Did I hear it from Erovalus? It sounds like the name of someone I can trust. Highathon..." he tilted his head back he would have sworn something just dripped on him running down his back but again there was nothing. "Gods but this tunnel is long." he noted as he was still descending into the earth. "Perhaps it was an adventurer? Plenty of would-be heroes grow ambitious and try to crown themselves rulers, this Highathon could be one." S'inc flushed embarrassed as he suddenly had to answer the call of nature.

After relieving himself Sinc felt odd it had been hard to get his cock free of his slit. And touching his slit to do so had gotten him worked up. "The scalekin of the village are rallying behind this Highathon." he realized, not noticing as a discoloration of scales above his groin occurred slowly forming symbols. A pair of pearls dropped from flowers that were bound on either side of a stylized heart. The white scales were obvious on his belly but the kobold was not at the right angle to see them. "And Highathon is some kind of beast tamer of great power." S'inc paused to catch his breath suddenly the temperature seemed to swing the other way and it felt much much warmer. "I have to get control of this situa-" Epiphany resounded through S'inc's head.

"The sigil from the trap wasn't a trap at all... it was a Divine Control." he realized a symbol he was familiar with in passing but never one he dealt with in person. "Highathon means to summon a god! Highathon means to become a god!" S'inc felt the world shift out from under him figuratively and literally as he fell to the floor. Getting back up he failed to notice his backside swelling or that well of heat that ignited in his slit. "I have to Find Highthon" he said, determination to stop the mad scheme pushed all other thoughts from his mind.

"Must stop Highathon." He said repeating it like a mantra while running full tilt down the trail failing to notice the changes to his body with each repetition of the name. S'inc's purple scales shifted, growing brighter until eventually the kobold was pale blue. His lips puffed up ever so slightly, his hips grew and his bottom swelled pushing his tail up higher until it formed a V with his spine. As the fire in his slit grew harder to ignore the Kobold took to rubbing the tender lips of his slit reveling in the feelings he did notice as his cock slid from the slit in response to the sensual touching but not that the length and girth was much greater than before and nearly transparent. He didn't notice as the symbols on his belly turned neon purple one by one. He didn't notice when he dropped his scepter leaving it on the stone floor as he hurried on. He didn't notice as his mantra changed. "Must Serve Highathon, must obey Highathon must please Highathon." S'inc said on an endless loop all other thoughts pushed aside.

"I thought I heard an Intruder." The booming voice jars S'inc from his thoughtless chant as he runs right out into a wide chamber. The kobold looks up at the twelve foot tall creature that stands before him and he is totally unsure of what he is seeing. The being has a long neck that flattens out into a cobra's hood. The serpentine head is crested with a double horned plate. a forked tongue black as night flicks from the being's lips every so often. The creature's neck disappears into a tortoise shell from which the four long arms emerge dangling down to the ground ending in four digit hands. At the shell's bottom is a long coiling tail upon which the being is resting, the tip of the tail stresses to life creating a sinister rattling. Every inch of its body is covered in scales that are slowly shifting between every color of the rainbow. "Do you know which house you tread upon?"

S'inc is working hard trying to think, his thoughts a mess but a name pokes clear of the fog in his head. "Highthon?" he Says it like a question because it is one.

The being looks at him quizzically shifting his head to the side and the moment that cross shaped pupil locks on him S'inc feels something looking not just at him as he is but as he was as he should be. The being chuckles. "Well well..." he declares rattle stilling as he begins to uncoil. "S'inc dragon slayer, you may have come to this place to stop me but you have undone yourself. I am Highathon! New Born god of Reptiles!" S'inc wrestled with the fog of his mind. Had he come to do that he doesn't think he should stop Highathon, it's rude to interrupt your god. "That idiotic little trap my beastkin thralls put up would not have worked but for you standing on the sigil and reciting the spell!" S'inc nodded that certainly seemed right. "Now your mind has gone and your body warped marking you as female." Highathon laughed once more. "It would seem my ascension to godhood is a fate approved by the heavens themselves!" S'inc nods that everything Highathon says seems true. "For months I have looked upon the creatures of my dominion in despair. To slow, to stupid, to frail. None have the power to ensure their prosperity so I have been here for months bestowing divine blessings upon these creatures and now the blood of dragon kind stumbles into my nest ready to serve it's new god."

Highathon moved with speed that was unbelievable for that size. S'inc tiny body was pressed between gigantic coils of the tail, her legs pressed up against a familiar looking slit that opened up and pushed a slithering slimy purple cock into S'inc's slit. She is stretched to her limits as the Reptilian god fucks her new formed sex. she is in utter bliss unaware of anything about this situation being wrong or strange.

"True dragons would have more power then I could handle even half bloods. But lesser draconians like you kobold? Your blood joined to my seed will create new species with the power to make the dragon lords of this age shudder in fear." Highathon explained S'inc moaned in delight as she realized the plan.

"Yes My god Please let me bear eggs for you. Give me your glorious seed and let me birth a thousand- no a million children for you!" She begged gasping with each thrust that filled her. She was elated when she felt her request being granted. Her belly bloated with the divine seed stretching out elasticity that seemed impossible even for the famously stretchy kobold race. She was released from Highathons coils deposited onto the floor. His seed tried to escape her sex a glowing white fluid dripping from her slit.

"Hmmm perhaps I shall need to make further changes to your body..." Highathon declared as she strained to keep her slit closed tight enough to hold his seed in.

"I'm sorry master!" S'inc cried out as the contents of her womb shifted as the eggs formed. "I'll do anything to improve for you master!" she said as the first of her eggs began to shift preparing to exit her body. The Kobold was trying to figure out how to lay the egg without letting any of her master's seed when the egg began to travel a different path. It felt like a long orgasm as the Egg bulged out the hollow tube of what had been her cock and was now an ovipositor. The off-white egg was visible though the thin skinned organ and the way it bulged her ovipositor as the organ slowly dropped the egg to the floor with a soft clink. She had no time to rest or recover before the second egg came. S'inc was in bliss like the kobold had never known or dreamed possible as she slipped into a fog of pleasure. Eventually the trance ended and S'inc looked down at her work. The eggs were all gigantic -for a kobold at any rate- each one was as a foot tall and half as wide. There were ten eggs in total. "My apologies master! I will need more of your glorious seed!" S'inc said bowing before her god. "Please allow me to please your most magnificent cock."

Highathon laughed. "This is not a bad start, my precious one." he said, beckoning her forward. "I shall fill your body with seed as needed."

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S'inc looked on with pride as one of her first eggs began to hatch. The creature that broke free of the shell was nearly as big as her even though it was just born. It had a long jaw that reminded her of a crocodile or alligator. Its eyes even sat in roughly the same position . sharp clawed hands pushed the shell off revealing a long tail and thick long hind legs with each toe tipped with a curved talon. It tilted it's head up to the heavens and screeched as the other eggs laid with her first born began to shake. They did not all look the same.

"My first act of creation as a god... Dinosaurs" Highathon said as his new children tested their lungs for the first time, their sharp claws, fangs, beaks and armored bodies shaking as they got free of the eggs. "Beautiful." S'inc nodded.

"Not bad for a week of work." she said. "But master I still owe you-" she was cut off before she could repeat herself a million eggs was probably impossible but as she was lowered onto Highathon's cock again she knew trying would be the best part.