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The existence of the city of Kharisha and the kingdom it had given birth to was the most shining example of the triumph of the ingenuity of living beings over the ruthless desert, a smack to the forces of nature that stood proud and tall where dozens of others had failed. Despite being situated right in the middle of the most inhospitable place on the continent, the kingdom was a rich merchant haven born out of a miracle. Peppered in between the capital and the shifting borders between the sand and the forests and plains, dozens of small cities, villages and settlements acted as rest stops and communication relays with the outside, self-sufficient during moments of crisis, defended and each protected by the Queen's magic. That same magic aroused the interests of dozens of rules that wanted such power for themselves. Luckily, her power was such that it kept in check even the most ardent of militaristic empires, most having learned the lesson that one should not attack her territories as that protection could be taken away and leave armies stranded among the storms if she really felt cornered. Trade companies, merchant guilds, shops and a million other small things that together made one big, sturdy and tight-knit kingdom that prospered within the sand and the aggressive mutated wildlife.

The promise of riches and a way through the desert were enough to shake fear from a few brave merchants and, in line with the Queen's mindset, such bravery was rewarded ten times over. Sponsored by the royal Palace with juicy incentives, the trade grew and goods flooded and left the country alike, a slow but incessant stream of profits for all parties. The headquarters for the Ministry of Commerce were nestled in the Palace, dozens of employees in Her Majesty's employ handled matters and settled deals on a daily basis, bringing wealth inand out of the desert, almost always easily and most definitely always with the Queen's peculiar style. Whereas in other lands such an important bureau might have been thickly laden with nervousness, worry, greed and corruption, the Ministry in Kharisha was a place full of light, covered in rich carpets, fragrant with tens of incense sticks burned on silver plates to keep moods soft and persuade some of the more weary and grumpy merchants. It was placed close enough to the heart of the Palace and as such, whilst an employee might have been signing a contract for thousands of gold pieces or dozens of kilos of gold, seeing another employee waltz in half naked, cocks or vents dripping with spent seed was a fairly normal sight. Even hearing the moans from under desks as lewd slurps rang out and cries echoed in the busy hallways was a regular occurrence, though to receive secret blowjobs or getting eaten out beneath tables during proper business was highly frowned upon. One might say that such actions might have slowed or even hindered and halted the flow of riches, that having servants fuck each other on top of stacks of contracts for tens of thousands of gold coins or getting their shafts lubed up before being swallowed by hungry maws and tailholes would distract them too much but the yearly income and the morale around the palace proved the method to be quite effective.

Eli had discovered that quite quickly once she had acclimated to the new life she had been granted and although her first few weeks had been somewhat of a harsh journey for such a sheltered, shy lizard, life had only gotten better for her. At first she blushed whenever she saw someone flaunt their junk in the hallways or the gardens, she blushed whenever she felt her own junk responded in kind to the dozens of calls for some fun and lewd stares she got from the other servants, she blushed whenever she had been so immensely pent up she was forced to walk around the whole palace with a boner that made eyes turn and loincloths tent and grow damp. Her face had reddened more times than she could count as she watched other servants pleasure themselves beside her just because they caught a whiff of her lust and lacked her restraints. Months later, she had still not gotten over that blush, she had grown in a household far too 'pure' in an equally prudish andtraditional country for her to so easily forget about the deep embarrassment she felt. It had taken a while but she had learned how to push that annoying feeling of guilt aside and not let her arousal get in the way of her work, though her erection did get in the way quite often. She did her job and she did it well, proving herself to the nobles and higher ranking servants day in and out, no matter the task and no matter how hard her cock was or how much it leaked precum on her feet. She knew that in any other country her gifts would have either earned her scorn, disgust or lecherous stares and more harassment than she could tolerate, but Kharisha only offered opportunities to the brave and hardworking.

Like most days, the young lizard had been given work to do in the form of a thick stack of papers, accounting books and more papers she had to deliver to the Ministry of Commerce, the great majority of them requests for transit through the desert to be paid with shares of the profit made from whatever partner the merchants would make deals with, some direct request for meetings to discuss trade with the kingdom and some miscellaneous requests for all sorts of things. She had been carrying the stack for a while now, the leather binding it together giving it that bit of extra weight that made it just heavy enough to be uncomfortable but not quite enough to make it unbearably so. It was also thick and tall enough that, even holding it as low as her arms could allow, it still reached her breasts, pushing them upwards, highlighting them in an unintentionally lewdway as she jogged through the corridors. The show had earned her no small amount of whistles, stares, and invitations for some fun behind closed doors, but duty always came first, until her arms were too sore to continue.

Eli sighed, placing the binder on a small bench, one of many that littered the hallways, this one perfectly placed in between two columns that held the third floor up, the window above giving her a view of the city below. She looked at a clock, one of many that the Queen had bought from a friendly kingdom, and realized she had a couple minutes of break since she was ahead of her tasks for the day. The binder was forgotten for a minute as the herm lizard rested her elbows on the stone of the balcony, window open to let fresh air in. If she had had any hair or fur, she'd have let the wind ruffle them up, watch as the hair swayed, but she had only bare skin and scales and had to settle with the gentle breeze making her heat slowly wane, a fluttering loincloth and her strapless silk bra. If she also had been wearing more than her skimpy, comfy attire, she'd have seen her scars shown from time to time as the wind uncovered them, but she had stopped trying to hide those a while back. It was a mark of pride for her now, many had not only congratulated her for surviving, but also praised her and told her about their envy that she could bear such scars. It was no mystery why they thought that way: the Queen herself had similar scars, her own marks of the desert's touch. In a way they made a great ruler and the simple daughter of a merchant closer than most bonds, a mysterious chain binding lives so impossibly different together even if superficially. Eli caressed them gently, the scales around smooth, merely discoloured where the wound itself was, a mark of the skill of her doctors.

For those two minutes, there was only her and the scenery of the city as morning came to a halt, all the local shops rushing to make some deals before lunch arrived and the heat rose to intolerable levels. The section of palace she was in was quite close to the outer edges of the complex, close enough to the outer buildings to be central but also to the core and the Queen's quarters for her to keep a close eye to the business done in there. By virtue of being close to the outer palace, she could look down at the more common servants, those who dealt with the largest chunk of the non-essential workload, and they could see her. She waved hello to a few acquaintances, looked upon them from above as they hurried somewhere else, far more clothed and busy than she was.

As a group of visitors entered the public garden from the south, through one of the side entrances of that section of the palace, she caught the attention of a cute lizard that looked a lot like her, wearing clothes that made her think that this particular visitor hailed from the south-western border, with her bright green scarf around the neck and the sash slung over her shoulders. The two lizards stared at each other, smiling, no words said. Eli knew their encounter would be brief but it had been pleasant nonetheless and just when the visitor was about to leave, right in the moment when she turned around to steal one last glance at the servant on the second floor, Eli pulled her bra down and gave the other lizard a good view of her breasts. Both blushed but only Eli giggled, quickly pulling her bra up and winking.

"Whoa there girl... flashing visitors are we?" The sudden voice popping from behind made the herm jump on the spot, heart racing, but the joking tone and the familiarity of the voice itself quickly calmed her down.

"Flora, please. Don't give me such a scare." Eli placed a hand on her chest, finding it completely bared, her bra laying atop her bulge that had intercepted its fall. A quick look outside told her that the visitor was gone for good. The ram giggled, patting Eli on the back with a strong hand. "Glad to see you're taking some liberties with the job. Giving some of the population a good flash of your tits or ass is a sure way to keep everyone entertained and also make sure that the lucky person comes back and offers you a drink." Flora spoke with experience. "Only the lords above know how many people I flashed my girls or my ass... hundreds probably." The ram smiled. "Oh, now that we're on the topic..." Flora turned around and pulled her own bra down, hailing a few groups and shaking her top. The cheers she earned made the ram grin before disappearing behind the pillars. "Always fun." The grin didn't fade even when Flora put her bra back on and slapped Eli's ass. "Gotta say, you have an amazing ass. I have been staring at it for a good minute and I feel like I could go on for days. Not to mention the view of those plump puppies of yours." Eli blushed as she realized that, in her daze, she had not noticed the brazen ram ogling her practically bared backside. The loincloth was there for little more than to make the shapes of cocks and muffs all the more prominent as the thin layer of silk barely hid anything from the front and nothing at all from the back. The herm lizard's ass and back of her sack was visible to any walking behind. One could say the view from the back was even better than the see-not-see of the front.

"Come on, don't do that here, it's the public section of the palace." Eli nudged the ram with a playful bump on her shoulder.

"That doesn't seem to stop you or any of us from being practically naked: we are literally wearing nothing but a bra and some poor excuse for a loincloth that we all know only works to make the Queen hard and get her in the mood." Flora replied with a less gentle bump of her own. "I mean, I can see your balls and not just because they are the fattest pair after the Queen's and that is not an exaggeration. I know that the bulls and stallions are complaining about you being bigger than them" Both smiled, thoughts racing towards the dragoness and her own oversized sack. "Okok better get going before we start to rub one out thinking about the Queen. Too many times I've been late because of that godly package of hers." Flora rolled her eyes but had a blissful expression. "So, where are you going?"

"Commerce offices." She patted the binder. "Usual stuff from the inner ministers."

"I'm going to the same place. Need a hand?"

"Yes please. Those are heavy." The two took out half the stack and proceeded to the offices.

"Since I'm seeing you flash your tits you must be either in a good mood or finally starting to behave like the rest of us." Flora gave Eli a lewd grin and a look of expectation. "Not that being a little shy and reserved isn't appreciated or valued but you definitely look like you have started to lose that shame of yours." There was a long pause, not quite an awkward silence as much as an interruption as the two thought a bit. "It's great that you've been feeling better. Ever since you went to the Queen to ask for help and came to the dorms after half a day just reeking of cum you've had a pep in your step." The herm ram chuckled, her loincloth brushed to the side by her stiffening half chub at the memory and, with no little amount of pleasure, she noticed Eli was having a similar reaction. "I'm jealous you've been personally called to aid her a couple times, you know? How many can say that they were requested by the Queen after just a couple months of service to drain the royal balls?"

"Oh come on Flora, I'm not that..." She sighed. "I'm not that special. Linna just felt like it might help and... oh..." Eli stopped in her tracks and realized that her friend had stopped before her, a shocked expression on her wooly face.

"Y-you just... called the Queen by her name!" Those words were the loudest whisper Eli had ever heard. "Lords above you do realize that means she feels you are special? Nora has served here for a decade and not even she has been granted that honor! Eli you... you beautiful, clueless, sexy mess of a lizard..." Flora almost let the papers in her hands fall as she rushed to hug the lizard and kiss her right as a small group of foreign merchants passed by. There were looks of embarrassment, some of disgust for the display of 'non-traditional' love and some that just failed to hide their curiosity as they looked back. "I'm so happy and proud of you." The young herm lizard could feel her body heat up as the two lightly rubbed their malenesses together, loincloths soaked in precum as shafts and heavy orbs rubbed against each other.It was both a natural reaction from the kiss and from merely thinking of a certain dragoness and not something anyone could have blamed them for.

"Th-th-thanks?" Eli was barely putting the pieces together. Had others not had the same freedom to refer to the Queen? She was very free and lax in the way she approached her servants but was her name such a big deal when she so readily mingled among the population and her staff? "Let's just go ok?" Eli huffed, fixing her loincloth for a second and failing utterly as the soft footlong of herm shaft lifted it far enough for it to be even more useless than before.

Flora didn't say much for the rest of the short trip but she did giggle and smile a lot and Eli wasn't sure of what to do at that point. Entering the offices of the Ministry was just as much of a relief as a new source of nervousness, or rather, a new source of arousal: the instant the merchants from out of the desert had left, the entire office relaxed. Immediately upon entering, Eli could see a thick elephant female, Via, a hefty girl she chatted with often, grab the edges of the table she was sitting at and take deep breaths, the light thumps and frantic, messy licking from underneath growing stronger as the seconds passed. Via huffed, her titanic breasts slipping free of her honestly far too small bra as her breathing grew desperate and then halted, frozen in time for long seconds. It took ten seconds for her to slump on the soft cushioned chair and, soon after, from between her legs underneath the desk emerged a vixen Eli had not seen before. She kissed the elephant on the lips and rushed out through another door out back. Half a dozen other servants let their pens go and started to join the elephant in her break, hands unfastening bras and pants alike, chairs pushed back as fat sacks flopped beyond the edges of those chairs. Flora put her share of papers on a table and hurried to get on a bull's lap, her shaft pressing against his own and giggling.

"Eli, are you here with our next batch of trade requests?" Via sighed in relief and pleasure, still breathing heavily as the young lizard placed both halves on her desk. "Thanks dear."

"It's my duty."

"Nah, your duty should be to work with us here. I have seen you chat with the other accountants and you've got the perfect skills to make this place more efficient. Daughter of a merchant and it shows." Eli hid her frown well, shaking an unwanted memory quick enough to mask her thoughts since the mood barely changed in the room. "You'd fit here just right and you'd also cut down on our workload. Imagine what fun things we could do with all those extra hours..." The elephant grinned, her trunk cupping her II cup breasts, slithering all over the grey skin as her hands slowly but steadily pumped two thick fingers in and out of her soaking wet muff. Eli smiled back, the scent of sex and lust and the clear implication of what the entire office would do with an extra hour per day of free time. She let go and went with the flow, her shaft stiffening, hardening while precum soaked into the cloth and then started to drip on the floor, the foot and a half of thick flared ebony flesh drawing the attention of other members of the office. "Lords I'd love to just... tease you under a desk while you do business with powerful merchants dear... Oh I'd barely fit under a table but I'd risk anything to get between your legs while you do business..." Eli felt her cock rise to full mast as the image of a massive elephant, utterly unable to hide her bulk or her moaning as she sucked on her shaft while the lizard casually handled massive sums of money.

"Shame I need to finish the period as a servant first..." Eli stalled.

"Oh, we both know Lady Nireba likes you and so do we. You just have to ask to be transferred. You could be owning your own desk by week's end and celebrating your first deal with one of my blowjobs the day after." Via smiled warmly, no lust in that smile at all, just a flood of goodwill and trust in the lizard's abilities.

"I'll think about it." Eli replied to that smile and sat on the edge of the desk, giving the elephant a better view of her heavy sack, both orbs five inches wide and clearly full. They had never shrunk even after the Queen had helped her unload their cargo, permanently stuck at that size, swollen and heavy like small melons. Her shaft had grown too but she did not know why:she had just realized after a month of being around the servants that her already sizable fifteen inch member surpassed sixteen. It didn't end there: another month and she now measured eighteen inches of fat cock, something that placed her in the top five of the entire palace's most hung. The Queen and her most trusted aides included. . Via licked her lips and closed in, her trunk stealing a long whiff of the lizard's ball musk and shivering, sneaking behind to sniff the musk between her cheeks, the strong scent of male making the elephant barr softly. Eli grunted at the warm breaths on her sack: she had not released herself in a couple days and felt rather pent up. The elephant huffed and nuzzled her sack for a while, her tongue dragging across those orbs like treasures, her cock lightly stroked, precum spilling all over the desk and the floor. "Oh..." Eli turned around, facing Via properly, legs spread wide to allow all the access she could grant as her friend stopped pumping her swollen muff and started stroking her shaft, lust smeared all over the black flesh along with her bubbling pre.

"Mmmh you always smell so good Eli..." Another lick right around her flare made the lizard curl her toes. "And taste so good..." Her trunk coiled around that shaft twice over, thick but long enough to be a third hand to stroke Eli's cock and reach far enough down to still be able to wedge itself right between her friend's far too massive balls.

"Thanks... oh lords..." Eli pushed her cock inside Via's mouth just before her orgasm hit, avoiding making a mess of the papers she had brought over with such effort. The elephant wasn't caught unprepared and started sucking on her friend's member until the lizard grunted, grabbing her tusks for support as the slick, churning sack heaved and shook on the table. "Oh lords above!" Eli crammed the last couple inches inside Via's mouth, not even the size difference between the two able to make up for just how big she was, forcing the elephant to take a deep breath and get ready as her entire mouth was filled first by thick lizard cock and then by dense, potent and copious lizard spunk. "Oooh..." Eli shivered, her toes curling over and over as she rode her orgasm, second after second, spurt after spurt dumped straight into Via's stomach until a slight paunch could be seen. Twenty seconds, dozens and dozens of pumps of herm seed later, some of which now dribbled on the elephant's breasts, Eli pulled out, one last shot splattering on her friend's face like a lewd parting gift. Still, Via was not done and proceeded to lick every last droplet of spunk clean, nuzzling the sack that had produced them before sighing in pleasure and relief. The show had not gone unnoticed and the entire office staff was now pleasuring themselves as the shy lizard let the elephant scrape spent cum off her cock and sack. "Thanks."

"Oh, thank you... that was lovely as always Eli." She licked her lips again. "You cum so much I could just skip lunch and work on this pile instead." Just as she said that, she grabbed some papers and read them briefly before stamping them with a big red 'denied'. Eli looked around and saw Flora give her a big seal of approval just as the bull's shaft started to slip in her tailhole, the twitching pucker slathered in enough pre to shine as her cheeks were pulled apart by strong hands and sun shone on it. "Lords above why can't these damn northerners learn we are not a charity! Look at these rates of exchange! The gall on them." Another big red stamp. "Oh sure mister Vladovich, let us give you half a ton of enchanted fabric for the price of regular cloth so that we may receive your precious gratitude. As if you bragging about your wife's new nightgown will make us recuperate the cost of manifacturing." Eli chuckled: Via always got heated up when looking at dumb proposals from merchants and nobles. "Ok this is not supposed to be here..." Then she took a small binder from the stack. "This has already been authorized and needs to be handed over to the immigration and customs department." After a quick read she frowned and sat straight on her chair, the joking and playful air gone in an instant. "Eli... your surname is Vyrion right?" The lizard nodded. "And your father is Cormac Vyrion, right?" She nodded again. "Ok, uhm... apparently your father has a meeting... with the Queen..." Eli froze on the spot, heart racing. "Today." Via sighed, rubbing her temples. "To request a search party in the desert and try to find his lost child that disappeared months ago." If Eli had been standing, she'd have felt the ground spin beneath her feet but luckily she wasn't, and only a sense of dread and despair crashed upon her heart. The rest of the office stopped in their tracks, realizing the mood wasn't quite right anymore and looked upon the frozen lizard with worry. "I don't know why this ended up in the pile but... it was authorized by another office two weeks ago and the meeting is scheduled in five minutes in the Queen's secondary office." Via pinched the bridge of her trunk and slumped on the chair. "What are you going to do?"

"I..." Eli for a moment felt as if the months spent in the palace were nothing but a dream destined to vanish immediately, a memory she'd look back to from whatever hole her father would end up shoving her as soon as she returned home. She looked at Via, Flora, the others, she looked upon herself in a small mirror nestled on top of a table, probably brought by another servant and saw herself: she was free now, she had a life where she was needed and appreciated, her talents not just an excuse not to be thrown in a dark room and forgotten instead of publicly humiliated and then cast out of society. Eli tightened her fists and hopped off the desk, her ass left behind a bit of a sweaty print along with her balls and seeing it made her laugh. The mirror reflected her smile and suddenly she realized she wasn't going to go away, not even if her father wanted to. "I'm going to have a talk with him."

"Need a hand?" Flora asked, looking just as concerned as the others, maybe more. "I can come if you want me to."

"It's ok, he's my father, I need to deal with him or else I'm... I might end up regretting it my whole life." Eli took a deep breath. "I'm not going to go away even if he orders me too. I will stay here, you can bet that sweet ass of yours." The ram flashed her a bit of a sad smile.

"Then you can come and claim it once you're done. I'll have Hocus here prep it for you." Her smile gained a little pep and naughtiness. "Hope you like sloppy seconds." Eli didn't say much, merely turning around and walking out of the office.

Her heart was pounding, her thoughts spun like a storm but she had never been more sure than anything else in her life. She knew why her father had come, it was clear as day and about as bland and tasteless as everything he did, she suspected the Queen herself was aware of this. The dragoness was powerful and wise, no way such an obvious scheme had fallen through her net, there was also no way she had just so happened to take the stack of papers to the Ministry right as her father was bound to come. Politics bored Eli beyond measure, another reason she hadn't asked to speed up her career into the ministry, but she wasn't blind to the plays of power or the tests rulers imposed on their subjects. This was just one such test, there was hardly any doubt. Eli could imagine the Queen, Linna, the dragoness and sorceress, staring at her from the shadows and studying her reactions, to see if she'd give up all that she had been given to return to a family that hated her. Her steps grew heavier and heavier, people moving out of her way as she almost broke into a dash within the busy hallways of the palace. She paid no mind to the protests, to the concerned looks or the advice to go slow from other servants who saw her march with determination. She paid no mind to the guards that threw her a sideways glance once she entered the office and met the glance of the Queen.

The dragoness liked to flaunt her wealth often, drapes, carpets, ornaments and art, her own body a treasure adorned with gold and gems: her right arm bore her usual two bracelets, shining as the sun entered the room from the west, her ankle bracelet jingling whenever she shifted on the opulent seat at the centre of the meeting room, her horns heavy with gold bands. Over the course of the weeks, Eli had seen the Queen in a wide range of clothes, from silky lingerie that hoisted her breasts and sack up like velvety hands, she had seen her don ceremonial robes to perform enchantments on a new crystal that would protect a recently established village, she had seen her completely naked save for a pair of skimpy underwear and waltz around the palace in search of a snack. She had never seen the dragoness so wonderfully dressed though: a brownish robe covered her entire body, underneath which the lizard could see a green skirt and a white shirt, big enough to make the Queen's breasts not look as massive, a bra keeping the H cups in check at all times.

Linna's eyes widened at the sight of her favourite servant of the year waltz in, a moment of shock that turned into one of understanding in the span of a half-second or little more. The ruler of the desert smiled as the young lizard's gaze soured as it fell on her guest, an older gruff looking lizard.

"Father." Eli tasted poison on her tongue as she said that single word, her world spinning while she looked over the sand coloured male dressed in robes far more expensive-looking than what the Queen wore. She recognised some of her features on his muzzle: the same splotches of darker scales on the snout, the way his eyes were encased in a lighter shade, the way his mouth opened during a momentary look of shock she had when she was surprised herself. He took a few seconds before standing up, and in that small fraction of time his face had returned to mimic stone, save for a look of disappointment deep in his eyes.

"Eli..." His voice hadn't changed and she found it more annoying than ever before. "You're alive I see."

"No thanks to you or the guides you gave me." She huffed, putting all the sarcasm she could on the 'guides'. All three people in the room knew they weren't real or had been paid to make sure the young lizard would find herself lost in the desert and conveniently disappear. If they had not returned, he was probably more annoyed by that than his daughter's death.

"You're injured, I hope the scars don't hurt." Cormac took a step forward, Eli took a step back while the Queen looked with expectation. "I came here to form a search party to try and get you back Eli, but as you are here, we can go home. I'll have the escorts provide you with... proper clothing." And again she tasted poison on her tongue, only this time it was because of him.

"Cut the crap father, I know why you're here." Eli crossed her arms and cocked her hips sideways. "You waited four months and suddenly you come here, asking to find me. As if anyone with half a brain would believe you." The lizards both scoffed, although for different reasons, showing a striking yet exasperating similarity in their behaviour. "You sent me to die, paid the guides to leave me alone and then tried to use my death to ask to form a party and dig through the desert in search of relics and illegal items. If it wasn't such a pathetic ploy I'd be almost angry."

"You better show some respect to your father, young man!"

"Man?" Memories flashed in front of her like a nightmare. "I stopped being a man a long time ago father, much like you, only I have come to terms with my body and you still believe you're someone worthy of respect." Cormac hissed in anger. Eli stared back with just as much anger and determination. "What have you ever done for me that I should respect you for? Educating me? Giving me food? A roof over my head? Not killing me the moment I grew a pair of tits and refused to be your perfect little heir and babymaker?" She scoffed harder than he did. "Such generosity from a parent."

"You will come home with me." He rushed to her side faster than she could react, ripping off her loincloth and bra. "You will stop being a rebellious kid and do your part for the family. And you will put on a pair of... of... pants!" The fact that he had hesitated almost made the Queen laugh.

"And what would my role be? A girl to sell in exchange for an alliance or a son to marry off so you can grab more market shares?" She pushed but he didn't budge. "Last time I checked both didn't quite work out. Poor little Jaive couldn't handle seeing his future wife with a cock bigger than his and sure as hell Lona didn't appreciate her husband having bigger tits and smoother scales than her."

"Enough! You'll come home with me."

"And with what authority do you demand her to go, sir Cormac?" Suddenly Linna interjected, standing up, towering over both lizards. "Eli has been my servant for four months now, she has a regular contract with me." Cormac frowned.

"How much?" He let go of his daughter and handed the Queen a sack of coins. "I'll pay her off if needs be, she's not worth much anyways." The young lizard's heart stung as if pierced by a rapier, but it wasn't anything new. He had said that many times while trying to sell her off to a potential husband or wife.

"She's worth a lot to me though." Linna grinned as wide as she could, closing in on Cormac enough for him to be eye to eye with her cleavage, reminding him of his rather short stature. "She's got enough dragon blood in her veins to allow her to learn magic... such a small pouch won't do. If you really had to put a price on her, her weight in gold would be the bare minimum to make me consider selling you a potential spellcaster." In his eyes numbers flashed at the new information, calculating the potential profit from learning his daughter had the chance to learn magic. "Not that I'd sell her to you anyways. She signed a contract that I can't sever without her consent, so, you may want to ask her if she wants to come back rather than begging me to." The greed vanished once the realization such a thing wouldn't happen settled in.

"Eli..." Cormac turned around, unsure of what to do or say, every possible plan he had made gone like a wisp of smoke in the wind. All the contingencies, all the secondary plans and the funds spent to come to Kharisha wasted... Eli was almost happy. Almost.

"No." The answer to his missing question was dry and short. "Why would I ever help you with anything but digging your grave and shoving you into it? You've sent me to die, didn't even deny it and just demanded respect! What gall you must have to demand anything from anyone. I have done everything to please you: I have studied, learned how to trick and deceive and raise prices for bread and jewels, I have learned how to sew, cook and clean the house. I have slaved over both accounting books and embroidery kits because the moment you realized I'd not fit nicely neither in the roles for a son or a daughter you had planned for me the moment I was born. " Eli shivered so Linna put a hand over her shoulder and calmed her down somewhat. "I have nothing to give you but my contempt and you have nothing to offer but a life in which I'll be demeaned and treated like trash. Just go and tell mother I never thought of her once in four months nor the day I thought I'd die in the desert. My very last thought before I would have died was how I was finally free of you"

Cormac stood silent for half a minute before leaving, not a word said, not a glance given even before the guards shut the doors and locked the two away from the world. At least he had the decency not to yell or say anything, him stopping might have made him appear more cowardly than before. As the doors shut and the room fell into silence, the two left in there stood still and stared at those doors, waiting for something to happen, but since nothing happened, Linna turned her head and looked at the small lizard with concern.

"Eli, how are you feeling?" The Queen knew about betrayed families and hardships, although she herself did not remember much of her early years, too long in the past or shrouded by mystery even for her, she had seen many struggles within their households.

"I'm happy." That was not an answer she had expected to hear from Eli. The dragoness blinked once in surprise. "I think I've never been this happy with myself before."

"Because you stood up to your father?"

"Among other things." Eli sighed, clearly out of relief and not sadness or tiredness and slumped on the Queen's soft pillow seat. "I'm happy I got to see him one last time before kicking him out of my life, I'm happy he had to look at me naked and not be able to yell at me for not being covered, I am happy I got to tell him about my thoughts and what might have been my last thought before dying in the desert." Eli smiled. "But mostly that I got to flash him my tits. He's a guy that can get all fussy because he can see my mother's nipples through her clothes when she's swimming in the pool or that she's showing too much legs during public meetingsso that was about as painful as stepping on a rusty nail for him." The young lizard chuckled. "Lords above, I'm so glad I did this." She scooted over as the Queen sat next to her and gladly let herself be taken into a big warm embrace. "Also he's very insecure about his size, I know because the maids always joked that they'd have preferred me to be the master of the company so when I'd cheat on my future wife they'd get a good romp at least once."

"I'm also happy for you then. It was a big challenge for you." Linna kissed her forehead and let seconds pass, long seconds full of silence. "I think we need to do a couple things now: first I'll need to actually teach you magic or else your father might just do something dumb to get you back and then we have to celebrate this event." The dragoness pulled her servant closer, mashing her face into a valley of warm tits. "We can celebrate right now but for your training I have the perfect place."

"Celebrate how?" Eli's eyes sparkled with joy, her happiness only growing now that her Queen was going to celebrate something as minor as that.

As she basked in the warmth of that massive dragoness, Linna started to undo her clothes, tossing robes and cloth on the floor. Immediately her breasts were freed, bouncing for a moment as gravity took hold, the heavy gold piercings swaying and shining in the light. Eli almost purred, realizing what the celebration might entail and shoved her face in between those tits, the warmth pouring onto her like a tide, the scent free to flow into her lungs and heat her up. The young lizard pulled on the piercings, making her Queen gasp as her nipples were tugged and pulled gently, halting for a moment before letting her pants fall on the ground after taking out the last button. The scent of her body wafted into the air, strong, potent, overwhelming and utterly male, although there was always that delicious, soft feminine undertone that only made the male half so much more intense. Eli let herself ride upon the dragoness' crotch, her bare ass firmly planted on it, her cheeks nestled around the fat ebony shaft. Linna huffed, free at last. Even though the clothes were baggy and ample, she still felt that they were several layers too much for her to be truly happy. She stopped her servant's frantic huffing for a kiss, shoving her tongue in that small mouth and toying with her, saliva dripping on both their breasts, bridges connecting their chins as they separated only to join back again moments later.

Eli mewled as the Queen grabbed her toned ass and spread it, allowing the royal cock to slip in between them, her flesh caressing it while it slowly hardened and grew hotter and thicker all around. Her tailhole twitched at the thought of being so close to such a massive shaft and yet so impossibly far. The lizard began grinding her hips back and forth, her nipples poking the underside of Linna's tits while hers smothered the smaller pair completely. They didn't move much, aside from Eli grinding as hard as she could on Linna's cock while her own stiffened and poked the dragoness' tits from beneath. The young lizard tugged at the gold piercings, making her Queen moan and twitch, her slab of breeder meat spilling precum all over the chair where Eli's father had been sitting, streak after streak. Linna kissed her servant, her hands stroking the smaller shaft gently, rubbing her soft palm on the flare, smearing every droplet of pre on it till it shone much like her own. Although calling Eli's eighteen inches of raw ebony cockflesh 'small' was hardly fitting, but then again, the dragoness could count on one hand the people that matched her size.

The herm lizard giggled, squeezing her rump around the Queen's member, feeling it harden and thicken, until the entirety of the two and a half feet of draconic cock forced her cheeks to stay spread apart no matter how much she squeezed. It was just too thick, big and long for the petite herm to even hope to encompass so much at once, even the medial ring poked from the top of her toned ass a little bit, showing just how big and massive the Queen was, but that only served to fuel her desire. There was so much to use, so much to play with, how could she, for a single moment, feel jealous of a massive body with just as massive junk? For the first time in her life, Eli was truly happy with her appearance and the fact that her cock was just barely over half the dragoness' or that her balls were small enough that a single orb of her Queen could hold both was only more reasons to grind, squeeze, tug and lick with wild abandon. Eli pulled back, letting the royal cock free to slap its owner's belly with a loud, lewd, messy slap that left a print of precum on the dragoness' muscular belly scales. She didn't let go, their hands still together, Linna still stroking her smaller shaft but now their balls rested atop each other. Eli's sack made a horse's, an elephant's even, look small by comparison, each of the 5 inch orbs as heavy as they looked if not more, and yet compared to the Queen's fat melons, she felt so petite. Resting atop the royal sack, Eli grabbed their shafts and pressed them together, now sharing also the warmth of their flesh on top of the churning, rumbling and heat of their balls, precum flowing in abundant, messy spurts on both of them as arousal climbed ever higher.

"It's a celebration for your success Eli, feel free to use my body as you wish." Linna caressed Eli's face gently. "Lick, sniff, grind and touch to your heart's content but... you must cum as hard as you can. I want to go and take a walk around the palace with your cum glazing my tits and your scent all over me." Eli moaned loudly, curling her neck to mash her snout upon the Queen's flare and breathe in its scent, her tongue lapping the spurting cum pipe as it yawned and shot a thick wad of precum in her mouth. "Oooh such a talented tongue my dear..." The dragoness relaxed, leaning into the pillows and let the lizard play with her body.

Eli huffed greedily the scent and the musk of her cock, like a drug, making out with her flare over and over, swallowing more and more precum, rivulets running on her chin, her snout covered in slick oils and more pre, every breath taken so heavily stained with dragon musk that she'd smell it and smell like it for days. Linna huffed together with her, playing with her tits, squeezing the massive mounds of soft scaled flesh, tugging at her nipples as the smaller herm squeezed her sack. When Linna saw her servant halt her attentions for her shaft and placed her own between each of the melon-sized orbs and started humping, even a dragon would moan with lust and desire. Eli began to hump her sack, using its massive size, the heat and the churning of cum within as a soft pillow to grind and fuck, the smaller flare bumping into the base of the draconic knot over and over again.

"Oh my that's... lovely Eli." Linna watched, licking her lips, putting her nipples inside her own mouth and toying with them, only to let her tits fall back down and wobble pleasantly. "Fuck my sack harder!" The dragoness' legs curled around the milky white expanse of churning nut, squeezing it against the foot and a half of herm lizard cock, making it almost disappear in between the two orbs, making the lizard mewl and huff. "Oh lords that's amazing." The soft plaps of sack slapping against another one echoed loudly as Eli sped up, breeding the royal nuts, dragging her slick, throbbing cock over them, smearing pre on the churning sphere, her flare slamming hard against the knot at the base of the dragoness' just as hard shaft.

Eli had not forgotten about it and let her hands glue themselves on the two and a half feet of dark ebony flesh, once again mashing her snout upon the titanic flare and licking it, teasing the medial ring, squeezing and caressing the fist-sized knot bulbs at the base. Every lick and squeeze made the sack she was humping churn harder and in turn it made her thrust harder as Linna's legs twitched and tightened its grip over the lizard's shaft. The cycle reached the pinnacle soon: there was just so much pressure that could be applied, Eli's hips could only thrust so fast but even at the peak they never let go or stop or rest. Even as Eli howled, her sack thrumming and heaving as the royal cock was bathed in fresh, hot cum, she still thrust into the tight gap between the dragoness' balls. But before the small herm could finish her orgasm, she hopped off, still spurting wildly and buried her snout in the valley of dragon nut she had just been humping, her snout caked instantly in her own cum and began lapping it up, eyes locked with her Queen's.

Linna felt her shaft lurch, delivering a titanic shot of pre that rose high in the air and splattered on Eli's back. She kept watching, she kept toying with her own breasts as her servant dutifully smeared spent cum all over herself in order to clean her sack, the lizard's muzzle thoroughly coated in it. The dragoness grunted and grabbed her cock, sandwiching it in between her tits and wrapped her mouth around the flare. She didn't need to hump, she was big enough for her to simply squeeze her tits and pump them up and down to drown her member in an avalanche of boobflesh. She looked at Eli, grinning as she began to deepthroat herself, neck straining to cram all that flesh into herself, her throat dancing constantly to try and swallow all the precum she was spilling. Eli tripled her efforts, hugging the massive sack, her still spurting cock plastering its underside in more and more fresh cum, her arms growing sore faster than expected from the immense weight of the royal nuts. Linna made her forget such a trivial detail soon, letting her paws caress the lizard's snout, bringing in the soft yet strong footmusk of a morning spent working hard after the morning yoga. Eli was torn: huff the scent off the Queen's balls, lick them clean and revel in their weight or sniff her paw, begging to have those thick toes rubbed all over her face? Linna chose for her, placing her toes all over her servant's snout, spreading them so that every breath brought in just enough fresh air to make her huff harder and need more. Squeezed so tightly between a pair of massive, sweaty and musky paws, Eli gave in and simply huffed to her heart's content.

The lizard mewled, opening her mouth to suck on those toes, squeezing the fat melons in her embrace harder, making the Queen widen her eyes as a stronger, longer, thicker spurt of pre was suddenly dumped in her gullet. Eli moved back and forth between cleaning Linna's nuts and cleaning her paws, both sweaty, both so deliciously musky, both so big and oh so ready for her tongue and snout to explore. She lost herself, the scent of paws, nuts, cum, musk, sweat, pre and the moans, the tastes and the sensations. She barely realized the had cum again soon after the first orgasm, her spurts bathing the underside of her Queen's sack in white, more than half the spurts splashing on the puffy, slick vent hidden behind and the puffier, far more sensitive tailhole just beyond. Linna mewled herself, her moment of shock and shame hidden by the sheer amount of cock she had crammed in her mouth and came hard as Eli's hot spunk bathed her muff in sticky lust. The first shot made the titanic nuts lurch, momentarily halting her servant's paw-induced trance to halt, her knot inflating twice its size. Linna started swallowing, pump after pump after pump, half a gallon, one, then two and more, endless ropes dumped into her mouth and then into her stomach, making it swell. It took a minute for the dragoness' cum paunch to grow so much she couldn't keep her shaft inside her own mouth, pushed out by the sheer size and strength of her orgasm.

Ropes of pearly white started raining above the two, a lewd shower of musky lust that only grew as Eli desperately started licking every one that splattered over the black and white scales of the Queen. Lick and lick and lick, legs, arms, torso, then onto her tits and cock and balls and toes and then back from the start, over and over as the dragoness simply kept on cumming like a broken dam. The lizard's own cum belly was sloshing heavily, every lick made it grow and every time she thought she had cleaned a part, Linna's cum made a mess once more. But even a dragoness had to stop cumming, the hose that was the slab of cock turning into a leaky faucet as the pleasure abated, gallons of cum turning into pints, quarts and then a steady trickle, and yet Eli never stopped. She didn't care about the carpet, the cushions or the fact that her own body was caked in white frothy lust, she single-mindedly pursued her goal of licking her Queen clean.

"Gods... that was..." Linna panted hard, shocked by the intensity of her own orgasm, pleasantly so, watching Eli drag that talented tongue all over her scales. "I don't even know... what that was but it was amazing dear." She slumped fully on the couch, legs spread as Eli finally stopped licking her sack for the tenth time in four minutes and crawled till she was in the same position as before, riding her crotch. She gladly welcomed the messy kiss forced on her, and even more gladly she played with her own cum as Eli pushed it in her mouth, the thick gooey slime caught in a game of tug between their tongues and mouth as if frothed and spilled onto the breasts until Eli swallowed it all. The kiss afterwards was far more slow, sensual and calm, just long seconds of tongues swirling around each other and hot breaths.

"Thank you my Queen." Eli slumped at last, too tired, full and sore, her face nestled in between the dragoness' tits, the scent of cock still strong in there.

"I think I said you could call me Linna." She chuckled. "But if you are more comfortable then I can let this little insubordination pass." The two giggled for a second or two together. "Happy?"

"I feel like I'm resting on top of a cloud." Eli nuzzled the dragoness' tits and sighed. "I'm free at last."

"You've been free since you've come here Eli, no one has forced you to do anything but what you wanted. You made the choice to stay, to work to repay the debt for that old crow, to earn a living the right way and to get in between my legs and practically worship my balls like a demon possessed you." Linna licked Eli's forehead, her breath washing over the smaller herm.

"Yeah, but I kind of felt... off. Sometimes I thought about what could have happened if I did things right or obeyed, if I had not grown the biggest tits in my family... but talking to my father like that, to come clean, it felt as if all that led to me being here and being happy with myself." Eli smiled at her Queen. "To you, Linna."

"Oh, don't you dare make me cry ok? I'm not good with that stuff." The dragoness stifled a whimper and held back a lone tear. "I'm proud of you though, very much so." She held Eli close to her chest, heart slowly returning to a regular rhythm as the minutes went by. "We'll leave for your magic training in a couple days. I have an oasis where I go to rest and recharge sometimes, so we'll take the chance to travel together, just you and me and in the meantime I'll teach you how to use magic." Eli's eyes sparkled, her heart refusing to calm down even a bit. Excitement bubbled in her like a tide threatening to crash onto a shore. "It'll take some time so pack a few supplies, nothing much since I'll worry about food and water. Ask the palace tailor for a desert exploration suit that fits you and then take the day off."

"Ok." Eli nodded, rushing out of the room with a trail of cum dripping from her body, blasting the entire hallway beyond the seal of the doors with the overpowering musk of her and the Queen.

"Such a good girl." Linna smiled to herself and then looked to her left, eyes glowing for an instant as hidden doors revealed a passage through the walls where a wolf was waiting. "Had fun watching us, Rhana?" Linna yawned, stretching her legs for a bit. The wolfess hidden in the shadows walked out into the light, her cock still dripping with freshly spent cum entering the room first then the person it was attached to. The herm wolf was naked to make sure her dark, almost black fur would hide her body in the darkness, only for the bright red shaft poking out of the thick, plump sheath to give it all away.

"She's certainly got the spunk for a mage." The Palace Head of Security sat opposite the Queen, her buttocks stained with dragon cum instantly, still warm and slick. Fat globs stuck to her fur, the heat seeping into the muscles, her tailhole and pussy quivering from the thick smell and the warmth of all that cum beneath her.

"Did you really have to test her like that?" Linna sighed. "I already told you she was a good kid and yet you had to approve her father's request to come just so you could see for yourself if she was going to leave us." Rhana's ears flattened on her head. She had no doubt her own little scheme would be caught the moment Eli walked into the room while the Queen was in session with Cormac. "I am a little angry Rhana. She had barely healed from her trauma and you're lucky she is such a strong girl for her age or else she'd have broken down before her father."

"I'm sorry, Linna but... I had to." The wolfess tightened her fists. "She might have been strong and resourceful, but I am here to make sure the country is secure. She was still an outsider, she might have still decided to leave us." Rhana steeled herself before the cold gaze of the Queen. It was rare for such a look to appear on that black muzzle, but Rhana had seen it before and it wasn't reason to despair. "You might have made your choice already but I needed to know if the country could trust her with your secrets." Linna stared at her and then sighed.

"I guessed as much, I just wish you had consulted me earlier. I hate those kinds of surprises, even if the shock on that ugly man's face was priceless." The Queen chuckled. "Eli did really show him who had the reins in that conversation but now I need to show you who holds the reins of this kingdom, my dear crafty wolf." Her eyes glowed a deep green and suddenly Rhana was sitting atop the Queen's crotch, a hardening shaft poking at her tailhole. "I can't have you think you're above me so I'll remind you that I am the one that stays on top... and why I am the one that has that right." Just as suddenly the world shifted and the wolf was pushed into the mountain of pillows, legs spread as her Queen pried open the muscular ass and placed her cock in between.

"Gods Linna it's been so long since you've 'reminded' me of my place..." Rhana giggled, lifting her ass higher as Linna thrust back and forth, further lubing the herm's tailhole with the spent cum still drooling from her massive cum pipe, or what was left after Eli had scraped most of it off.

"I'm starting to wonder if this wasn't the main objective all along..."

As the doors to the secret passage closed and the guards beyond the main entrance stroked each other, nostrils flaring as the scent of sex spread from the office, a wolf howled in joy and a dragon roared with lust. The two males eventually called for a change, rushing into a closet the moment the replacements arrived, leaving behind trails of spunk and cummy pawprints on the floor.

Halfway across the palace, Eli barged into the dorms, panting, tired, holding a package that contained her new clothes, the first proper set of clothes she had owned in months to boot, and placed it neatly on her bed. While she stared at it with expectation and excitement, the rest of those that were on break or had a day off smelled the thick funky haze that clung to her scales like glue and stopped whatever they were doing.

"Why do you smell like sweaty dragon nuts Eli?" Among those that had a break was Nora, the mule that was in charge of the servants in the Queen's private quarters.

"That's cause I had a little meeting with the Queen." Eli grinned as much and hard as she could, her tail swishing from side to side. "A loooong steamy meeting." The entire dorm echoed with the giggles and the soft moans of those that smelled the air with desire, feeling the dragoness' intense musk on the small lizard, envious, needy. Most spent months without a chance to get that much royal funk on them and those that were lucky enough turned into the central spot of their respective dorms or work units until the scent wore off. Before long Eli was surrounded by a dozen horny servants, nostrils flaring all over, snouts and muzzles alike pressed to her skin as greedy, deep whiffs were taken. The lizard let them huff her body, three snouts bumping into her sack and soft cock and drinking in the Queen's ball musk, others licking her skin of the cooling, spent cum.

"Glad to hear that." Nora was among them of course, her lips pulling at the lizard's stiff nipples, the fat equine cock now bumping against Eli's own as it stiffened and surpassed the mule's. Nora grunted, a bit angry that such a meek, petite lizard had a cock almost twice hers but the sheer pleasure that handling the ebony slab of breeder meat gave to her was more than enough to make her footlong shaft ache and paint the sand-coloured lizard in cloudy white pre. "So what is the good news Eli?" Nora pressed herself closer to the lizard, breasts smushed together, steel hard nipples digging into equally stiff ones. Eli didn't reply immediately, stifling a moan as two of her friends lapped the sweat and royal musk off her balls with dedication and the strength to peel paint off metal bars.

"Oooh... the Queen told me she's going to teach me magic..."

"What??" Even the sudden shout and the revelation barely stopped the huffing horde, but as their efforts intensified, the two still standing ended up falling on the bed, their backsides completely exposed. Even Nora wasn't free from the frantic licks now, both herm attacked, hot breaths washing over their junk as balls were smushed against each other again, only now Eli was winning by a landslide. "That's great news!" The mule kissed Eli, a thick tongue coiling around her friend's lithe muscle.

"But I'll have to leave the city for a while to do it." Eli almost sighed, but the breath reserved for that had been already stolen from a long moan caused by the sudden slick feeling of tongues upon her tailhole.

"No need to be worried Eli, the Queen always knows what's best for us and if she says you need to go with her in the desert... just think about you and her, alone, for days or weeks, no one in sight and nothing to hear you for miles and miles..." Nora's cock throbbed, firing pre all over their bellies, her slow grinding smearing it on scale and fur. Eli huffed, realizing at last what that meant. "You and our Queen alone, free to do as you please. Gods above I'm so jealous and I don't even care about magic!" The mule kissed Eli again, putting more passion and all the bulk and experience available to her to overpower her friend, burying her into an avalanche of needy mule. "Then we need to congratulate you Eli, celebrate a little even."

"I already... celebrated with the Queen."

"But not with us." Nora dragged a finger on Eli's neck, gently teasing her as she humped the space between them. The head of the servants pushed herself up and spread her legs apart, her sack resting atop Eli's crotch, the lizard's shaft making her own pale in comparison. "So better get ready my little lizard, cause I'm not going to have you leave until your balls are as dry as the desert."

"I might be leaving in a couple days for all I know." Eli grinned and grabbed Nora's ass, squeezing it.

"Then I'll have to do it every day until you leave. Or rather, we'll have to do it." She winked, spreading her legs more as she pushed the lizard's ebony shaft behind her, the thick length now poking her tailhole, already plenty lubed up by all the hungry tongues behind them. The sudden appearance of the biggest cock in the entire servants' quarters caused a fight, Eli groaning as her entire shaft was licked till it shined with saliva, her flare pressing against Nora's pucker. "It's the least we can do for our special little lizard." Nora braced herself and sat on that flare. "Oh lords you're so big Eli..." The flare alone was making her struggle. "You're bigger than the horses from the guard garrison!" But even such size wasn't enough to stop her. "They asked you to come down there sometimes and compare sizes, you know? They still think they can win over this massive cock of yours."

With pushing, groaning and more saliva and precum, Nora impaled herself upon Eli's cock, immediately going to touch the bulge such a thick slab of flesh was making in her belly. And the medial ring was still waiting, pressing against her stretched pucker. Both huffed, one full, the other surrounded by tight rippling walls. Eli started pulling out until the flare tugged at the mule's insides, resisting, then she pushed in again, barely getting half inside. In and out, in and out, the two found their rhythm, Nora bouncing up and down, slowly attempting to get that ring inside her. Tongues assaulted them, balls and shaft licked clean and teased, the mule's shaft no longer bobbing free and coating Eli in precum but passed around hungry mouths over and over. The grunts and huffs concentrated around a single bed, as did the moans and the creaking sounds of a wooden frame rocking wildly as half a dozen people of all genders and sizes crowded on top. Eli kept pushing, forcing the stretched pucker to stretch even more as she managed to cram her ring in, making Nora neigh softly when another half foot of impossibly thick equine cock slid inside her tailhole. A bump appeared on her belly, the flare pushing her fur to stretch ever so slightly, more a testament to the sheer size of the petite, gentle lizard beneath the mule than her body's elasticity. To have a cock that thick, big and with balls so potent strapped to a cute thing was either a crime or the best choice the gods had ever made.

Tongues roamed across scales, skin and fur alike, licking, lapping, scraping wads of precum fired or dribbling down Eli's shaft whenever she pulled out enough cock to allow several others to crowd around her crotch and tease the exposed flesh. And whenever they couldn't mash their snouts on her cock, they huffed and mashed them against her balls, caressing the heavy, churning, sweaty orbs in saliva and making them rise as a crown of tongues lifted them up. The herm lizard was as close to heaven as she could be, not quite as close as when she was with the Queen, but slowly approaching that lofty goal thanks to the numbers and the hunger of those around her matching one lone dragoness. Whether it was praise for their devotion and lust or for the Queen's immense desires and her impossible ability to carry them out with such ease, she didn't care. Eli felt her sack licked, sniffed, caressed and massaged, her tits receiving the same, lovely treatment, her cock sliding ever so deeper into a slick, wet muff. But the others weren't patient, they wanted more and more they'd get, Eli let them have it.

As she crammed the last inch of cock inside Nora's muff, someone presented another to her, a fat, ten inch uncut barbed shaft right underneath her nose, slick with precum, throbbing eagerly. Eli licked her lips and pressed her nose against it, taking a whiff of its scent, drawing it in, her tongue teasing the barbs surrounding the base and the crown as the smell of cock flooded her lungs. She opened her mouth but someone took the spot, a smaller but even thicker shaft, the foreskin peeling back as the lizard's tongue rolled out and wrapped around it, welcoming a shot of precum and swallowed it. She huffed and licked, her entire muzzle surrounded by cocks and balls as people took turns to shove their junk in her face over and over, the taste of a dozen males, herms all meshing together. But as she opened her mouth for yet another throbbing shaft, her tongue fell upon a sweet honeypot and slid inside with effortless ease. The woman standing on top of Eli spread her muff, letting the lizard see the pink, puffy, engorged muff before pushing the sand-coloured muzzle against it and grinding on it. Eli plunged her tongue back inside, slithering in, drinking the fluids dripping on her chin and chest just as two of her lovers closed her hands around their cocks and started thrusting in her grip.

Eli howled, the sound of her pleasure lost in the slick muff she was eating out, her shaft lurching and swelling inside Nora, making her moan in turn and cum, the mule's orgasm splattering on the back of the cow riding the lizard's muzzle, dripping down in thick rivulets. Eli had yet to cum and thus the entire dorm started to double their efforts: more tongues, more needy huffs of her scent, cock after cock rubbed on her skin, the first female riding her face replaced by another and then a third as servants replaced each other and the lizard stubbornly refused to cum. At this point it was a race to who could make the virile Eli cum, and no one was exempt from it: four males stood on the bed above her, their balls draped over her muzzle, letting the scent of their sacks flood her senses and bring her over the edge, the males themselves, kissing and jerking each other off while the hot, laboured breaths of the lizard washed over their taints and balls. Nora was still impaled on her eighteen incher, still bouncing up and down, sore and full of glee, but so desperately empty at the same timewhereas her own sack twitched, pumping what little she had left after hosing several people.

And then Eli whimpered, a quiet, lone whimper followed by a loud moan as Nora felt the flare inside her guts swell, double in size and lock her in just a moment before a flood of cum rushed out of it and made the small paunch caused by the sheer size of the lizard become a hefty belly in a single shot. The mule came again on the spot, her own flare swelling but nowhere near the size of Eli's, their balls tensing up in unison, matching each spurt, only one of them delivered a dozen times more cum than the other. Tongues rushed to lick and massage the lizard's sack again, egging it to churn harder, with great success since Nora howled, the cum paunch swelling faster with every lick and prod to the six inch wide orbs. The males atop Eli came soon after, the show, the huffs and the needy moans making them reach the edge and share a messy orgasm, their cum raining on Eli's face, the world turning dark as cum forced her to close her eyes and let everything but scents, sounds and the taste of wet pussies and musky cocks tell her what was happening. She swallowed the loads dripping from her snout and licked her lips, opening her mouth for the next cock or cunt to place itself on her tongue, but nothing descended upon her for long seconds. Only when she was about to open her eyes, someone placed their sack on her nose and held her head in place.

Eli recognised the scent: it was fresh, just a hint of sweat and no signs of her saliva or spent cum dripping from the shaft above, surrounded by short fuzzy wool. Still cumming, still pumping loads and loads of cum into the bloated mule, the herm lizard licked the tuft of fur that hung at the base of Flora's balls and cock, tickling and teasing at the same time until the ram pried open her mouth and shoved her shaft inside, slick with pre but fresh, clean, for the moment at least. Eli wormed her tongue under the foreskin, peeling it back, letting all the trapped musk free and lapping it up immediately, the scent and taste of a day's work spreading on her taste buds. Then she felt air brush her own shaft: Nora had pulled out, but Eli had not yet stopped cumming and the endless shots of pre rained down on her crotch and the half a dozen servants crowding around her balls.

"On your knees cutie, it's our turn to fill your ass." Flora grunted, helping the dazed, twitching lizard to roll on her stomach, painting the bed in white and lifting her thick tail up. "Already lubed up but some more can't hurt, right?" The ram plunged her hand inside Nora's tailhole, the flood of cum pouring out of it making her hand sticky and slick, which she used to shove a couple fingers inside the lizard's twitching tailhole and work them slowly. Eli came a little, adding strength to her orgasm as her flare, now trapped beneath her tits, glazed them and her face. "Lords above you cum so damn much... I think you can rival the Queen..." That simple truth made everyone moan in agreement, some licking their hands or someone else's face clean after the shower of spunk stopped. Eli huffed, placing her tongue upon her own flare and then sealing what little she could get inside her mouth, cheeks bulging with fresh cum, her throat dancing up and down. "All ready..." Flora slapped her ten incher on Eli's ass, letting the precum-laden flesh leave fat prints on those toned cheeks before pushing the uncut head against her pucker. "I'm going to miss you." She pushed, the ring giving out easily, all the cum-lube spilling around her modest girth. Flora bent down, hugging her friend from behind as her hips picked up the pace, hands reaching for the fat slab of ebony flesh and stroking it gently, making the herm below mewl as thicker spurts rushed into her gullet.

"Me... me too Flora." At last Eli stopped cumming, the dribble of pre mixed with spunk as every thrust from the ram resonated in the room with a lewd thwap of their balls colliding, every hit making the lizard spill some cum.

"I doubt it... you're... going to be with the Queen for days, weeks maybe..." Flora grunted, spreading her legs to get deeper and thrust faster and harder, but that left space for someone to plunge their own shaft into her and before the ram could react, her own tailhole was spread wide by a thick knotted shaft, the engorged lumps knocking against the half-lubed pucker. The wolfess licked the ram's neck, then bit it gently as she started to match her pace, alternating her thrusts to make Flora hilt herself harder against Eli. "Oh lords I can only imagine how many times you'll be able to service the Queen in the morning. All the days you will wake up next to her... where you will be under her as she wakes up and have you spread your legs for her..." Flora grunted, the herm behind her thrusting erratically as another joined the line, a jackal throwing off the rhythm of the others for a second as she adjusted and then matched them. A collective moan echoed as loudly as it could get, five herms locked together, balls slapping against balls, crotches hilting against the next one's ass over and over, Eli receiving all the force carried from the first to the last, fucked into the mattress in the most lovely of ways. "All the nights you'll get to use her balls instead of using a pillow."

"Woah..." Eli chuckled, picturing herself in that situation. "How long have you had this fantasy?"

"Since the day I've started working here." Flora stopped, the rhythm was off again because two more had joined, standing on the floor instead of the bed now that the entirety of the space had been taken, the giraffes at the very back just tall enough to take the jackal standing at the edge comfortably.

"I'll chip in and ask her to let you do that once we're back." Eli turned around, still full of ram cock and looked Flora in the eyes. Flora smiled and kissed her friend, sharing the taste of a dozen cocks and cunts on their tongues as, one by one, from the last, all of the herms locked together came inside the next.

Eli orgasmed last, the space between her and the ram utterly drenched in fresh spunk while gallons dripped down from half a dozen holes behind her, a collective chorus of messy huff and puffs while shafts softened and balls emptied themselves. Before everyone collapsed, the bed resumed creaking while all the herms got on it and formed a messy, musky, panting mound of stained fur and scales and sore rumps. Eli found herself in the middle, surrounded by tits of all sizes, hard nipples poking against her neck and her muzzle from all directions. There were kings that desired to be in her position and to feel the pleasure and love she felt and still were unable to. She stared at the ceiling for a bit and then sighed in relief, chuckling at the idea of a lizard living as a servant being luckier and laid more often than a king.

The rest of the day was pretty much as Nora promised it'd be: once everyone was not too tired to move, they surrounded the lizard, stiff cocks in their hands and presented them to her, letting her do anything she wanted, after which they lined up on the bed, laying down next to each other, tails raised and legs spread for Eli to shove herself into until her balls ran dry. A couple hours later, she was still going at it and at her feet there was a thick puddle of spent cum dripping from a dozen gaping muffs and tailholes alike. But even that fun had to end at some point and... after several days of pure, utter chaos in the dorms and everywhere she went, assaulted by dozens of her friends that wanted to congratulate her and claim her for half a day to say goodbye in the most messy, musky, sweaty ways the desert knew of, she was finally summoned by the Queen to leave the palace.

The young lizard had spent the entire time before the dawn of the fated day cleaning herself, removing the scents and stains of the previous days and to put on her clothes, her desert travel clothes. It had been months since she had worn more than a single layer of cotton on her body and definitely since she had worn anything resembling pants or a shirt, but she still remembered how to put them on. The clothes were very light but also very comfortable: a white shirt underneath that went well with light brown pants and a large scarf to cover her face. They also came with an even larger cape she could wrap her entire body in like a blanket and a pair of goggles to protect from the sun and winds. All together she had disappeared under layers of protective clothing but the tailor had seemingly managed to make the outfit absolutely lewd and inappropriate: the white shirt was indeed protective and strong, but Eli's nipples could be seen through it with ease and the pouch for her balls and cock was doing its job of pushing all the material up and highlighting it as if she had to go to a fashion show with all the goods in display. Flora had helped get dressed and never stopped commenting on how good she looked or how nice she smelled, she also spent a good five minutes with her nose buried in Eli's crotch after getting her pants on for 'testing purposes' and 'making one last memory before leaving'. Almost stripped her down in the process to give the pants a cleaning after all the huffing made a big stain of pre appear on her clothes. Flora didn't stop huffing or squeezing the outrageously fat bulge in her friend's pants even as the fabric started to plump up even more and then tent slightly under the gaze of nearly everyone waiting for the arrival of the Queen in front of the palace.

Eli could feel the stares of nearly a hundred people on her, all the servants she had worked with, all the nobles she had tended to and a fair few curious people that managed to sneak in to see what was going on. She had been waiting for a while alone, bags in hand, all dressed up nice, until her friend had found out she was leaving already and insisted on keeping her company, slowly creeping closer to her until the ram's snout was buried in her crotch and ass. A parting gift, she said it was, but it was just an excuse to get one last huff of her musk. Well, they had been huffing her for the better part of five minutes and eventually a bright yellow cockatiel joined her, but instead of planting her beak under the lizard's sack, she went behind and started nuzzling Eli's ass. The young lizard had let them do as they wished but as people realized she was leaving, the crowd grew around her until a sizeable audience had gathered to watch her getting her junk sniffed in public. By some miracle her pants had not been ripped off and her bulge had not torn through them either. Eli stood there, proud of her accomplishments, happy she was getting such a marvellous chance and increasingly horny as her cock fought to free itself from the first pair of pants she had put on in almost five months. She wanted to take them off already and let Flora have all the access she wanted to her crotch but just as the pressure and the tension in her body was getting to the point of no return, the ground shook ever so slightly.

It was a wake up call for the dozens of people in the garden, nearly everyone stopped whatever they were doing and turned their heads towards the source of the tremors and the sounds of steps so heavy the water of the fountain rippled slightly. The groups that had been grinding cocks and pussies against each other stopped mid motion, shafts throbbing in the disappointment that the fun had stopped, curiosity soon overriding that sadness as the steps only grew closer and heavier, like thunder. Everyone felt them close, everyone felt just how heavy they were, everyone but Eli whose heart was beating so hard she barely heard anything other than the thump of blood in her ears. Even as Flora and the other herm stopped and joined the crowd staring at the gates that led to the heart of the palace. Eli gulped, wishing she could take the flask of water strapped to her hip and take a couple sips but she barely had the energy to do that as anxiety, anticipation and no little amount of fear for the unknown dangers she'd soon face came crashing down on her. She thought herself prepared, ready, at least mentally, for the journey ahead, but she had been oh so wrong and now that the time to leave was so close she could feel the hot sand beneath her feet she realized she wasn't ready in the least. She was scared, more so than the time she had entered the desert for the first time because now she was doing it for herself, this was the start of her journey and not a reckless, suicidal desire to prove herself to a man that sent her to her death. Eli straightened her back with the same ease as someone carrying a hundred pounds of stone upon their shoulders, a titanic effort.

The fear she felt for the future was almost completely dispelled once the gates to the inner palace opened up and a pair of horns thicker than her thigh, decorated with bands of gold, crowning amuzzle bigger than her torso, pushed past the doorway. She stared with wonder, excitement and admiration as a dragon walked through the gates, 'massive' seemed to bebarely enough to describe her size, 'magnificent' woefully incapable to make justice to the aura of royalty oozing like condensed honey from every glittering dark scale. Had the scars on that muzzle not matched precisely the form of the Queen, had the clever, gentle, proud emerald eyes not been the same, had the movement not been so smooth, so perfect and measured not reminded her of the first time she had seen the Queen, Eli would have mistaken the dragoness that crouched to push herself through the gates for a beast from ancient times, something out of a legend. The young lizard gulped, drinking in the sight with greed, memorizing the way that muscles moved beneath scales so thick and polished it was almost criminally beautiful, making sure that the way that neck rose up with confidence, giving the dragoness even more height to tower the crowd with was etched in her memory for all time. It took long seconds for Eli to even notice the golden necklace that decorated the dragoness' neck, the noise that the thick chains hanging from it made slowly became audible as the echo of her steps died down and silence fell.

The Queen had always been big,towering above others, it was part of her charm: a massive dragoness that was just as gentle as she was tall, an advantage she used to the fullest when making deals or love, smothering everyone with her size. But the titan that stared back at Eli was so much more she had nothing but the dimensions of the palace to make sense of her: when she walked through the gates, the eight foot tall dragoness had enough room to move comfortably while now she had to actually crouch a lot. More and more and more dragoness entered the gardens, a never ending body that must have been close to twenty feet long without even counting the swaying tail that followed suit, like a snake that weaved through the air lazily, hiding the power to shatter trees and stone columns like a child could snap twigs for firewood. Then came the smell, the scent, the oozing, air-clogging coat of pure dragon musk, carried by a weak wind as the doors behind the Queen closed: Eli felt her body heat up, every muscle in her tense and relax at the same time, urging her to flop on the ground and bask in that scent while begging for her to run and rub herself against the source of it, a mindless, conflicting, wondrous desire that she had no idea how to deal with. The realization that she wasn't alone and that everyone else was just as enthralled by the Queen's musk, if not even more, was not as much a consolation as envy. Linna smirked, baring white fangs to the crowd that cared little for the sharp swords in her mouth, focused entirely on the smell, eyes closed, nostrils flaring as wide as they could and lungs set aflame by it. No one even noticed she was wearing a saddle on her back, kept still by straps and buckles like a massive kinky contraption hidden in some musty dungeon. It was not unlike the scent of sex that clung to her like a second layer of scales, that same heavy, mind numbing funk that told of countless loads spilled, of sweat and love, of senseless pleasure, but it was denser and stronger. Cocks hardened instantly, muffs turned slick and those that had both started mewling, hissing and moaning desperately. The dragoness let her servants and the nobles stare for a bit, letting them get used to a form she so rarely used it was almost a legend among the citizens, but she had good reasons for it and the orgy that was about to start from merely her existing in that form was one of them.

However, she was not so cold and distant that she wasn't influenced by the rising lust in the air, containing herself to some degree to maintain the air of pride and control, an air that was shattered the moment that Linna set her eyes on the lizard she had done all of this for. The way the poor thing struggled to keep her mouth close and not drool over the lamb still glued to her nuts, the senseless struggle she was fighting to keep her cock contained, the growing shape that sneaked down her pants, bulging the fabric as a damp spot blossomed, made the Queen lick her lips and forget about herself just enough for her own body to betray her. Everyone saw clearly the royal sheath bloat, swell, stretch and spread around a flare bigger than everyone's heads, wide as the torsos of the guards about to drop their armour and weapons, wide as towering shields. Linna grunted, trying to get herself under control, but shamefully losing that own fight, inch after inch, foot after foot until that flare almost scraped the ground. There was a low rumble, not from the sky, not from the chest of the dragoness, but from her sack as the spheres that spread her legs wide visibly quivered and delivered a single, titanic, impossibly thick shot of pre that bathed the grass in sticky clear precum. A couple came on the spot from the sight, a few more that had carelessly stroked their shafts the whole time reaching their peak as the thickened scent of utterly virile musk turned the garden into a sauna of salty pleasure. Linna won her fight, reigning in her mind from the desire to smother the crowds with her cock, but the crowd lost it, forgetting about anything but their pleasure and breaking into a mass of moaning, twitching and rutting bodies as the Queen lazily strolled towards the lone trio. Eli gulped, her eyes going left and right, following the arch that a cock thicker than her entire body made with every step the dragoness too. It was a lewd, slick, titanic pendulum of ebony flesh that beckoned her to abandon all decency and glue herself to its sweat-coated surface and worship it. Her throat had never been so dry and the precum bubbling from that fat cum vein looked as if it could sate her every desire.

"Hope you are ready for our little trip Eli." Linna chuckled, tapping her servant-now-apprentice on the shoulder with a claw that could have beencompared to a sword. The young lizard woke up and stuttered, smoothing her clothes frantically while forgetting about the fact that her own shaft was turning the left pant leg into a sticky mess. It was only then that Flora noticed the presence of her Queen and hurriedly stood up, proudly baring her arousal to the dragoness along with the cockatiel.

"I-I... yes, yes my Queen." Another rumble, another shot of pre. Linna huffed, feeling herself grow hard because of the scent of her own lust and the loud moans from the back. Eli swore she could hear the blood rushing through that cock like an ocean during the high tide. "I am." She believed she was at least.

"Let us go then." Linna lowered herself, carefully manoeuvring around the slab of cockflesh beneath her to avoid pinning it down in uncomfortable ways.

"Uh wh-what? So soon?" The young lizard froze for a moment, her eyes glued to the paws that grabbed the royal shaft and let it lie on the ground as it oozed precum by the bucket. She swallowed what little saliva she had left, the scent of lust so thick around her that she could taste the salt and that cock on her tongue despite being so far. "No ceremonies, no speeches...?" Many questions swirled in her mind: how did the Queen transform? Was that why she had to wait for nearly a week to leave? What were they going to do now? Where would they go?

"If you want to make a speech to that crowd you're welcome but I am afraid I, uhm, might have caused a bit of a mess." The proud Queen looked a little embarrassed: she had prepared a speech as matter of fact, a long one drafted over the past few days, but now only her pupil and two servants would have been her audience, and those two were already on the verge of dropping on their knees and crawling towards her backside to worship a pair of balls several times bigger than their heads. That single stare she took had ruined days of preparation. A wonderful little accident but an accident nonetheless. "I am not used to being in this form so I lost control of myself." Linna scratched her neck awkwardly. "Maybe when we come back I'll do another one but seeing as if we stay any longer we'll be pinned down by a crowd of sex-hungry servants and nobles I'd say leaving soon is the wisest choice." Still, the idea of staying behind for some time, letting that crowd reach her, the wish to feel dozens of hands and mouths, tongues and cocks and muffs rub against her shaft was almost too tempting. Linna grunted, shifting a bit as her shaft hardened again, throbbing hard, halfway across her chest now, a literal pillar of steaming, salty dragon flesh. Her flare swelled just a bit, delivering a shot of precum big enough to bathe Flora in off-white slime. The cockatiel instantly tackled her, tongue out to lick the salty fluids off her friend like a parched man in the desert, leaving only her and Eli standing with enough presence of mind to know what was happening. "Huff... s-sorry about that... this body is... a lot to deal with." Linna grinned, a bit of shame mixed in with the pride. She placed a paw upon the flare to block the next shot of pre, bathing the soft pads in sticky slime and avoiding Eli getting her own precum shower.

"O-ok..." Eli blushed, fishing her cock out of her pant leg and letting it breathe for a second before shoving it in a more comfortable position.

The Queen licked her lips as the scent of her pupil reached her nostrils, almost causing another mess of far bigger magnitude: her flare swelled yet again, reaching the size of a shield one would use in battle, the cum pipe big enough to cram a hand or a fist in. There was a loud slap as the Queen flexed her muscles to keep her thoughts and lust in check, leaving behind a precum soaked print of her shaft upon her belly scales. The lizard hurried to climb the dragoness and strap herself on that saddle, just in time as Linna stood up. "Woah... this is... high..." Eli looked down at the ground and felt a bit of vertigo assault her out of the blue: she must have been well over ten feet off the ground or even more. She could do little but strap herself in and grab the handles of the saddle with all her might after securing what little her bag could hold. "Shouldn't we deal with your... you know..." She could not see the Queen's shaft anymore but she could still hear it slap against her belly scales every few seconds, that and the splatters of precum on the grass and the buildings in front of them.

"If you'd like to postpone the start of your training by a week, then sure." Linna chuckled, craning her neck to flash a lusty grin towards the lizard, who smiled back, both completely sure that that was not a boast nor a baseless claim. With anyone else, it might have been, but the dragoness was far more special than any average being. "But I'm sure you'll do all you can while we're travelling, if you are so inclined to help me relieve all this burden you caused." The dragoness winked, a loud, lewd slap echoing as she flexed her muscles again, the heavy churning of the orbs between her legs almost as loud, but quickly drowned by the pleasured cries of the orgy going on behind them. Eli blushed, adjusting herself on that saddle and her own shaft at the same time as the words of a certain ram telling her how she'd have to wake up and service the Queen during their travels every morning echoed in her mind. "Enough chit-chat my dear, it's late and we need to leave before I get pinned by a horde of horny servants yet again." Eli chuckled at the implied memories in that sentence.

Linna started to trot towards the edge of the city with an awkward, messy gait as her cock swayed left and right with wild abandon, spilling precum all over the place with little regard to her urgency or any proper behaviour. Normally she'd merely have to deal with a pair of balls that could hold a bear curled inside them but walking with a cock measured by the yard and thick as her forelimbs added several layers of complexity she wasn't quite prepared to deal with. The regal dragoness had to move through the city, with her shaft in full view, the citizens of her kingdom laying their eyes upon her lust with nothing to hide it. She left a trail of precum behind her for a good half a mile before her shaft began to soften enough to allow her to walk properly and by then, the entire city had been alerted of the fact that the Queen was leaving for another expedition in the desert. And not only that: she had someone with her and was in a form few had seen in their lives. To top it all off, if one was lucky enough, they could see the Queen's arousal and smell her as she passed through the streets and left a thick, funky haze of lust, musk and dragon behind like a fog. Each of those things alone could cause half the city to grind to a halt but all together the compounded and multiplied the chaos exponentially. Somehow, despite her going faster and faster the more her cock softened and retreated into her swollen sheath and the closer she was to the gates, the more people she had surrounding her. When she reached the limits of the city, hundreds were waiting, some cheering, some waving goodbye, some praying to the gods for her wellbeing and almost all of them ogling and whistling as the dragoness' sack swayed and churned. But being herself, Linna didn't lose the occasion to give her subjects a good show and, before having the guards open the ceremonial doors to the city, the Queen turned around, smiling at the crowd, giving her jiggly bits a good shake and earning the cheers of most of those watching and a good few moans. The chaos that erupted as she lifted her tail and bared her winking muff was enough to startle birds a couple miles away.

Eli, sitting atop her, blushed and waved back at those who wished her the best, nodding along as some told her how lucky she was and to take care of the Queen for them during their journey. As the gates opened at long last and the irrigated fields beyond the thick walls, a remnant of the old life of Kharisha, appeared before her eyes, Eli felt a mixture of courage, fear and anticipation bubbling far above the deep lust that being surrounded by dragon musk caused. Right beside the wall, a small group of guards made their way through the crowd whilst carrying big bags of supplies for their trip. One by one they attached them with thick straps to the rest of the contraption on their Queen, providing water, food and other things previously arranged. It took a good couple minutes for the last preparations to be done and only when everything was ready and complete were they ready to depart at last.

"Hold tight my dear and put on your goggles, I'm going to get a good workout going."

Linna commanded the citizens to make way and the crowd parted around her like a river against a bulwark, muscles tensing up. Eli tightened her grip on the saddle and the handles, buckling in and gritting her teeth. She waited for moments as the dragoness stretched, flexing her limbs and neck before giving out a single, low, guttural growl. There was a flash of light and then, one blink later, Eli felt the wind rush against her face, the scarf fluttering wildly as the world turned into a blur. She had never gotten on a cart fast enough to even rival the dragoness, not even the day her father gifted her one of those person-sized birds she could never remember the name of that could run faster than horses for her eleventh birthday, back when things were still... normal. The lush green fields that fed the country were a single green line in the corner of her eyes as tunnel vision set in and made her only see the approaching desert, miles away at first and already so close she felt the sand hit the glass off her goggles. Barns, silos, herds of cattle and families of farmers waved towards them, holding onto their hats as the speeding dragoness kicked up a storm and made the leaves of the trees flutter and fall, the ground quaking beneath her paws, deep gouges left in the stone road by her claws. Eli focused on the feeling of the wind on her face, the rhythmic contractions of muscles beneath her legs, the steady breaths and the heavy thumps of the steps, a symphony that screamed freedom and power. She let out a scream of joy, arms up in the air for the briefest of moments before the sheer speed threatened to make her fall off if she extended too much, but it was enough to blast any worry away: with such a strong dragoness to guard her, what could ever possibly make her feel scared? For the first time she felt as if she truly understood the depths of the reverence the people of Kharisha held for their Queen, the immense trust they put into her and just how much every single ounce of it was repaid in kind by a ruler that cared about every single one of her subjects.

As the paws of the dragoness hit the sand, deviating from the stone road kept clean by magic stones embedded into the rocks, the path was quickly lost in the dunes while the city slowly disappeared along with the lush fields, behind the thick mountain walls that hid the capital, behind tall dunes of orange and yellow sand, behind rocks that broke the monotonous landscape like lone towers. Long minutes passed and before long, the only sound both of them could hear was the heavy breathing of the dragoness and the occasional gust of wind and cry of a bird far above the ground and still Linna kept running. Ten minutes after leaving Kharisha, Linna finally slowed down, surfing down a dune until she reached the very bottom, an avalanche of sand forming behind her. She took a deep breath and then sighed, murring with pleasure. Neither of the two said anything for a while more, one catching her breath, the other still reeling back from the experience of going so fast for the first time of her life. Eli checked her pulse to see if she was still alive and not dead after all of that, then pulled down the scarf and shook it in the air to get rid of all the sand that had gotten into it.

"Sorry for the sudden experience but I really needed this..." She stretched again, giving Eli a hard time to stay up after her legs had turned into jelly now that they were not clenching on the dragoness' flanks like a pair of clamps. "Been ages since I could run like that much. I love being a Queen but it's so taxing and I never get the chance to let loose and just run." The dragoness craned her neck and checked on the lizard. "All good back there?"

"I need to get down..." She unfastened herself from the saddle and gently, carefully, painfully slow, got off Linna and touched the sand, collapsing on her ass a moment later, arms spread wide to each side and sighed. "My legs have gone numb..." Linna smiled and flopped down as well, being careful not to crush the cargo she was carrying. She stared at the sky for a brief moment before averting her gaze as the sun stared back with a tad more intensity than she could tolerate and looked at the panting dragoness. More silence. "But it was fun."

"I bet it was Eli." Linna smiled. "You know, if you train hard enough, magic could help you run just as fast as I can... in due time and with the due spells of course." The young lizard shot upwards, all fatigue gone, all of her energies focused entirely on listening to her every word. The dragoness laughed, glad to have an eager student if anything. She stood up and started walking slowly towards the heart of the desert, or in any direction but where they had just come from really, Eli rushing to her side and keeping a somewhat brisk pace so that she'd not fall behind. "I think we can start on some theory while we catch our breaths, right?" Eli nodded as hard as her neck muscles could allow. "Magic is not unlike running to be honest, in fact, it is no different than regular exercises in the aspect that no matter how good you are at running or lifting weights or punching people, you're not going to go far unless you put effort in. First you need to learn how to stand, then you need to learn how to walk, then run and only then you can start thinking about competing with others. Similarly, before you can fight with magic, or run if you prefer, you need to learn how to sense it, then manipulate small amounts and work your way up to quantities of energy that can alter reality in the form of spells." Eli had no notebook but she doubted she'd need to since every word was seared into her mind. "You need to think of magical energies as something alive and at the same time not quite living: they feel as if they have a life of their own but can't give life to the dead and as all things, it has a hard limit. No matter how much you train, you can't go faster than your body can handle for long before you collapse and you can't cast spells that destroy cities because it'd require more magic than any flesh body could contain."

"Even you?" Eli had seen just how powerful the Queen was, imagining she had any sort of limit to her powers was hard to believe.

"Even me, but I appreciate the fact that you think of me to be some sort of omnipotent deity. Being a dragon comes with advantages, a long life and more powerful magic are the most noteworthy, but I think they are just means to an end." Linna slowed her pace seeing as Eli was having a hard time keeping up. "For example: my current form is not something I can change to and from at will, as much as that would make for a fun regular event in the palace." Eli lost focus for a couple seconds as she imagined the dragoness holding a few nights every month in that form, surrounded by the entire palace as they stroked, squeezed, licked, nipped and basked in her body's many gifts. "I need to take days to channel the proper energies from the jewels in my collar and bracelets to fuel the transformation otherwise I'll hardly reach such a size without having to isolate myself in some magic storm and sucking up all the energy Ineed at the risk of my life." Linna shot her a glance, instantly breaking down any possible future thought of having her pupil do the same thing just to imitate her. "The gems on my necklaces, bracelets, ankle bracelets and the like absorb the magic of the desert, slowly, day by day, and when I need them I take it to help me speed things up. It's not convenient for me to transform like this often, at most i do it once a year even if it takes roughly a week to charge these gems."

"The same gems that keep the city and the villages safe? I remember hearing you made them yourself and distributed them to the entire kingdom to protect the people."

"Those are... different." Linna sighed. "I might be a little selfish in that regard but those gems, as powerful and useful as they are, they are not quite as special as mine: they are massive, made with alchemy and formulas I discovered over my years as a wanderer, but if I make them too small they crack and shatter. To hold and exchange the energy to protect entire cities from the rage of the desert they need to be of massive size else they won't work. Mine can hold just as much but are of a different nature and I am afraid that's as much as I'll tell you right now." The young lizard would have felt disappointed to be withheld information had she not already been given more knowledge about magic in five minutes than the entirety of her previous life. "If you show talent and aptitude, I'll teach you the basics of alchemy to create your own gems in due time." Eli nodded. "But that's far in the future and now you just need to learn how to feel magic around you and you might have done so already before in your life by accident." Linna picked up the pace again and before her pupil could break into the light jog needed to keep up, the dragoness' eyes glowed with a pale green hue and she was lifted gently off the ground and placed back on the saddle. "Have you ever felt like that? A sensation of weightlessness, of power out of nowhere, maybe as if you could lift a horse while being very excited or upset?" Eli fell into deep thought, touching the wisps of green smoke still wafting from her clothes before disappearing and went as far back as she could remember, scanning her entire life for any sort of sensation.

"I... I'm not sure... there was... there was the time when I told my father about my decision to come out as female to the rest of the family, the fight that ensued, all the hours spent bickering..." She held her clothes in a tight bunch and sighed. "I felt so angry that day and so sad and so powerless. I ran away for half a day and when I came back I found all the mirrors in my room broken, hundreds of shards covering half the floor. For years I thought that he had done it and then denied his actions but..." She looked at the dragoness with a curious mix of sadness, anger and expectation. "Could it be that I did it?"

"It's possible. Even an untrained mage, if subjected to enough stress, can do some minor feats of magic at times." Linna frowned. "It does require an enormous amount of strength to do even the slightest crack on a mirror from afar." The dragoness smiled inside her mind because that meant that the little, insecure, weak lizard had enough latent power to do so much one day. However, she knew of mages that had discovered their powers through similarly traumatic events, some that never got over their fear of their first spell and prevented them from ever progressing. Magic is powerful indeed, but if the one who wields it is afraid of the things it can do, the things it can make you do, there is little that can be done but work hard to dispel those fears. Fortunately Eli was still so early in her journey that she had all the time in the world to nip worries at the beginning. The girl had already proven herself to be capable, strong, determined, if she used the right incentives, she'd become even stronger. "I'm sure you'll do great from now on, take that incident as just that, an incident." Eli still looked as if she wasn't sure about it. "I'm here to watch over you and... if you do good, who knows what kind of reward you'll get? I did mention the need to relieve my loins but we might just make that a reward..." The big, lusty grin the ancient dragoness flashed to her pupil told far more than words could. Eli chuckled, but to say that she didn't look forward to what her training entailed and the rewards beyond it was a bit of a lie. "If not part of your training altogether." Linna felt her sheath stir at the thought.

"My Queen!" She blushed. "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, just that your paws alone won't helpme in this state... you've seen how big I am, right?" Eli blushed again, shifting in her seat as the memory of her father vanished, replaced by the fresher one of a stiff shaft the size of a young tree. "Enthusiasm just can't cut it with so much to handle, you'll need that and so much more." Linna grinned as much as she could, her sheath stirring a little more but this time stopping there, under control unlike at the palace. "Magic is flexible my dear, it goes well beyond attacking and defending." Her eyes glowed again and suddenly Eli hissed, a formless pressure assaulted her, squeezing her crotch like a gentle hand, kneading, teasing, her nipples tugged from beneath the cloth as if it wasn't even there. The dragoness murred, hearing the lizard huff and grunt, trying to fight something that had no form and yet teased her relentlessly only to disappear as suddenly as it had come, leaving her hard and needy. "See?"

Linna snorted, the faint wisp of arousal entering her nostrils as a gentle wind brought forward. There was a loud churn and both blushed. The dragoness had not been so embarrassed by her lack of control in ages: normally she was perfectly able to keep her urges in check, mostly by not keeping them in check at all, but this little lizard was able to bring forth the hunger in ways few had done before. Was it the dragon blood inside her or was the dragoness growing attached to such a resilient little thing after that show of determination before her father? Whatever the cause, her journey on the path of magic was sure to be quite interesting.

The first lecture lasted for hours: history of magic, the beginnings and the first mages, the races most apt for practicing, the ones least capable, those who had invented contraptions to fight it and exploit it. Linna spoke with knowledge, the kind that only one who has travelled for long can have, not unlike seasoned merchants Eli had seen with her father, but also the one that had lived so long that they had seen some of those things be born. How old was that dragoness Eli had no way to know, but the basic knowledge on dragons told that she might have been hundreds of years old easily, something that just couldn't make sense to the young lizard. But she listened, absorbed like a sponge. There was so much to the beginnings that she didn't even think she'd get beyond it in her lifetime, and as night fell and Linna watched her set up a tent beneath one of the jagged spikes of dark rock that peppered the desert. The tent was for her alone since the dragoness was far too big and far too accustomed to sleeping alone under the starry sky during expeditions, therefore the pots and pans and pillows stashed in the bags were all for Eli'sconvenience. As the soup bubbled and the scent of spices tickled their noses, Eli rested her back on Linna's belly, listening to the heartbeat through the thick hide and thicker scales. It was all so quiet and calm, everything was asleep or hiding, they were alone, dozens upon dozens of miles away from anything anyone could call civilization or a home, sand everywhere around them. The first time Eli had set foot in the desert, she had done so with the goal of proving herself, accompanied by servants that betrayed her and left her to die, now she was with a Queen, a dragoness of immense power that had taken her as apprentice. She smiled to herself as she thought how much a few months could change a person's life, to turn it upside down in ways no one could predict. She tasted the little soup she had made with a ladle and then let Linna have a taste too before taking a bowl for herself.

"What about you? Aren't you going to eat?"

"Don't worry, I get less hungry like this, most of my energy comes from the gems but I'll have to snack on something in a day or two. Makes for easier travels, eating less I mean, especially when I am alone." Linna curled her neck and dipped her tongue inside the pot, taking some more soup. "You're a good cook."

"Had to learn to entice possible suitors, along with sewing, knitting, dancing, singing and playing the flute." Eli huffed. "I don't even know why my father even thought that teaching me to behave like a normal woman, by his standards, could ever help him hook me up with a husband. Even the dumbest of men wouldn't be fooled forever by my tits."

"I don't know dear, they are bigger than most people's, any regular male would stare long enough for your father to sign a marriage contract." Linna licked her lips and bumped her snout against Eli's chest, taking a whiff of her scent. Eli smiled. "I'm sure a dumb enough man would gloss over your crotch for a while and... who knows, there are many closeted men among a society like yours. You might have gotten lucky and found the one guy that would have loved to bottom for you." The two chuckled. "But seriously, I have met a fair share of diplomats from very 'traditional' nations that didn't stop staring at my crotch for hours. For all their talks about purity and their apparent virtuefor not being lewd or perverted, they do love to stare at everyone else's cocks all day long." She grinned. "And they are the ones that squeal the loudest when they strip naked and ask me to entertain them." Eli imagined the dragoness on her knees, her lips wrapped around a big shot diplomat from her home region, his pants down on the ground as he was sucked off by her only to turn around and let her fuck him moments later. Linna huffed, smelling the arousal over the spices and untied the laces that kept the lizard's pants closed, letting her shaft flop out. Eli gasped at the sudden gust of fresh air and warm breaths over her flesh. "They are the most submissive ones too, eager to learn how the world works outside their little bubble." Linna opened her lips and dragged her tongue over the fattening ebony shaft, feet of slimy tongue wrapping around it, making her pupil hiss and put the empty bowl on the sand. "Now, my dear apprentice, for some practice..." The dragoness pressed her massive snout against Eli's shaft, right at the base, and took a sniff, eyes fluttering for a second. A day spent riding had certainly done wonders for the little one's flavour and smell. "I'll teach you how to feel magic energy by making you familiar with it as you... go about your tasks sinceyou so fervently volunteered yourself this morning." She lifted her leg and gave the lizard enough space to stare at the fattening sheath, twitching and swelling as the Queen let her know of her arousal. "I've hardly gone a single day without taking care of my needs for the past ten years, even while in this form, so we'll make the most of our situation..." A gentle nudge and Eli was on her feet, then on her knees, as she was confronted with a fat sheath thicker than her torso.

Eli would have normally thought anyone attempting to pleasure such a massive creature would have been mad, insane, it would have been an impossible task just to encircle a sheath that big with her mere arms, especially because she had seen the sheer size the dragoness could grow to, she had seen just how big she was. And yet, so close to her maleness, free to do anything, she had no idea how anyone could not throw themselves on it and go mad because as soon as silence fell, she did just that. Her arms stretched wide, hugging the immense tube of soft, wrinkly flesh, her snout planted right against the thick rim. She huffed, her nostrils flaring at every breath she took, drinking eagerly the scent of the feral body, free from prying eyes, free from restraint, gifted with so much more than she could possibly hope to handle alone but it barely mattered. Eli's world shrunk from the immense desert to the equally immense sheath, the balls just behind it as they churned enough seed to fill entire pools and the slick, throbbing, salty prize hidden within. The young herm tugged at the sheath, pulling it outwards and sticking her tongue inside, lapping with a different kind of hunger at the slick fluids that kept it moist and fragrant, making the dragoness huff as the sensitive, often untouched flesh of her inner sheath was teased, prodded, licked and nuzzled with an explosive mix of gentleness and desperation. Linna huffed, eyes glowing but still holding her spells back, letting the little thing do as she wished for a while more before she'd do something to take their evening to a new level. Eli had seemingly gone mad, not sure what to squeeze, what to lick or tease or where to plant her snout to huff and take in scent. Luckily, a decision was made without her as the royal cock slid out from that sheath and poke her in the stomach, or rather, pushed her back with the sheer mass and size it had.

Eli mewled, feeling a flare wide as her own body suddenly pressed against her belly, forcing her to slide against the sand ever so slightly. She felt the heat, the slickness of it even through her clothes but she wanted to feel it upon her skin and scales directly: her shirt was tossed haphazardly on the rug that would have been her mattress for the night, her bra and pants receiving an equally desperate treatment. The moment Eli was naked, she rushed back to that shaft, a couple feet of it free from the royal sheath and pressed her entire body against it, her own cock rubbing against it. Linna huffed as the lizard humped her shaft with her entire being, rubbing herself on it, using herself as something to pleasure her Queen. The scent of cock wafted in both their nostrils, overpowering, strong, so utterly virile, far more potent than even the normal form of the dragoness could barely hold a candle to it, partly because of the size of that shaft, partly because the bigger herm had spent the entire day dreaming about this moment, her sheath stewing in the desire to feel those small hands upon it, to feel the moans of someone given full access to her maleness. Linna felt herself grow harder, another two feet sliding out with a lewd squelch and a blast of raw bestial musk. Eli groaned and moved back to the flare, spreading her arms to plaster herself against it. She resumed her slow humping while her nuzzle roamed on the slick, precum soaked surface, every twitch of that royal cock transferred to her, every pump of pre bathing her front and her tits in slimy fluids until every time she pulled back, thick strings of pre connected her to black flesh, slowly falling onto the sand beneath and absorbed, replaced almost immediately as another pump of the royal balls meant another bucket of pre that splattered against Eli's face and tits.

Several minutes passed and by then the dragoness had grown hard, displaying all of her six feet of dark, dripping, throbbing breeding flesh, longer than most people were talland thicker than the average person. The young herm had seen it that morning, she had smelled it and felt it slap against Linna's belly over and over, but now that she was so close, she couldn't even see it entirely: it was a wall of twitching cock that towered over her, longer than her, thicker than her and so much heavier than her. Being outclassed so much by a shaft made Eli lose her mind, her efforts doubled yet again as she started humping the flare again, her moans echoing above the desert until a pleasured scream rang out, both herms grunting after the initial shock as the lizard's shaft plunged into the Queen's cum pipe and allowed Eli to sink balls deep into it. Her balls slapped against the flare, her arms hugging it for support as any strength left her legs while Linna looked at the starts and roared, her knot popping out of the sheath with a deluge of fluids and bringing forth a musk so heavy that the air turned steamy and foggy, every breath both of them made so densely packed with the raw stench of lust that neither felt like commenting on what had just happened. As Eli pulled back when her hips twitched, a formless hand pushed her back in, the Queen's eyes glowing with a green light bearing pink hues. Eli bit her lips and pulled out again, only for the dragoness to force her to hilt herself inside her cum pipe, a shot of precum so big and dense that Eli felt it move past her own shaft and bathe her balls in heated lust. The third time she pulled out, nothing forced her in but her own hips, a rhythm slowly forming while the pressure upon her back moved to her tailhole and sack, the caresses now teasing her nethers instead of egging her to continue.

Eli huffed, picking up a steady pace, her sack slapping lewdly against the royal flare, over and over and over again, her own flare scraping the insides of the mammoth cock she was breeding, her tits glazed with precum as it forced its way out of the plug that was her shaft. Linna grit her teeth and lifted her haunches, towering over her lover with all the bulk she could muster, the twin four foot wide orbs far above ground, swaying back and forth. A green pair of hands similar to the ones cradling the lizard's sack and plunging into her tailhole now caressed the fat knot of the dragoness as it swelled bigger and bigger, stroking her shaft back and forth, spreading oils and pre all over the throbbing cockflesh, veins bulging as blood flowed through it like a raging river. The measured pace quickly degenerated into a mad breeding frenzy, both herms pushing against each other, meeting halfway for their bodies to connect, for the Queen's shaft to smother Eli's body with its size and for Eli's shaft to sink balls deep into the bulging cum pipe, halting the flow of precum for a split second before the pressure forced it to escape. Eli moaned, her lungs burning with the effort of such a desperate pace, for the excitement of it all and the burning musk wafting from the fat pillar of flesh she was hugging. Sweat poured off their bodies, the salty tang of sex and precum spreading all over the desert like a musky coat that told of untold pleasure. Linna worked double time, caressing herself and Eli at the same time with magic, bringing each closer to a climax the desert had never seen before.

Eli was lost in a myriad of sensations, a flurry of everything ranging from taste to smell to sounds assaulting her from all sides, leaving none of her senses alone for a split second. Linna had never tasted so strong, so delicious, so potent. The taste of that colossal cock spread on her tongue like wildfire, burning hot, dense... even with her mouth closed her tongue carried enough of the slick, lovely concoction of immense amounts of precum, sheath fluids, salty flesh and oils to make the mere act of swallowing feel as if she was still pressing her tongue upon the spire of dragon flesh. The scent burst forth from it, bathing her much like the rivers of precum bathed her, the lizard turned into a sticky mass of pre that moaned and thrust wildly into the source of the mess itself, most of it splattering on her front and some, although still enough to fill buckets every second, found its way down her own cum pipe, swelling Eli's balls to the point that the young herm felt them touch the ground as she was on her knees, slapping louder and making her need to cum all the stronger. She howled, making out with the Queen's flare while breeding it at the same time, smothered by salty flesh and saltier fluids until little of her own scent was left. The desert itself started to reek like dragon cock and balls, the dragoness breathing in deeply, aroused by her virility as she enjoyed the sensations her sensitive flesh gave her.

When the dragoness' sack heaved, twitched and shrunk, neither cared about stopping, both simply riding their way till gallons upon gallons of pure concentrated dragon cum worked their way through the pillar of flesh, slamming against Eli's shaft and slipping inside. The young lizard howled, not only she was desperate to cum as hard as her lithe body allowed, not only she couldn't as the shaft she was hilted in squeezed her so tightly she couldn't do much, but the dragoness' own orgasm was flowing in reverse, filling her up, making her balls grow, swell, churn even more than the literal gallons of pre dumped inside in the minutes before as they swelled between her legs like balloons. Only when the pressure was so great it almost hurt, did the force of the cumshot force her out and onto the ground. Linna's orgasm doubled in strength now that she was finally unplugged and a cumshot as thick as the lizard's arm rocketed out and bathed the smaller herm from head to toe. It wasn't the first time Eli was covered in cum, but that single cumshot had utterly plastered her in it, the entire world had turned white, a sea of musky, salty, dense cum that just kept coming. The barren desert was showered with enough seed to fill a bath within half a minute and minutes later the titanic dragoness kept on cumming still , the magic that brought her close to that orgasm now keeping the shaft aimed at her pupil and showering her in draconic essence till she was utterly lost, a blob of moaning, writhing spunk. Minutes passed and Eli let herself be bathed in dragon cum, rubbing it against her scales, on her tits, against her tailhole, opening her mouth to swallow mouthful after mouthful, using it as lube for her own pleasure until the flow simply stopped. As she writhed in the cum lake, Eli mewled one last time, arching her back and held her shaft firmly in her hands and came, her own sizeable and yet so small shots lost in a vast puddle as deep as her ankles for long moments, the seconds turning into minutes and a single shot quickly turning into dozens and hundreds as the aching sack desperately attempted to return to a size well below the fat pumpkins they were at that moment.

When she finally flopped on the cummy sand again, she was still hard and her balls were still as big as watermelons, pumped so full of ultra-virile dragon cum that even all those gallons she had spilled were not enough to make them shrink, barely a dent in their size. Eli patted them, massaging them, cradling the immensely swollen sack like a baby, feeling hot spunk churned, heating her from the inside. Linna saw that and licked her lips, cleaning them of stray drops of spunk. She dragged the lizard closer to her front and pinned her down with a kiss, her massive tongue forcing itself into her lover's smaller mouth, sharing the taste of salt and lust. Eli felt on the verge of another orgasm from that alone, her hands grabbing the slimy organ, doing her best to fight it and enjoy its size and warmth. She was covered from head to toe in spunk, even the cracks between her scales and the gaps of her toes were utterly coated in the stuff. It was like a warm blanket, or a bath, one that refused to cool down and smelled of cinnamon, pepper. Had the dragoness always tasted so... delicious? She had gulped gallons of her cum over the course of weeks, she had worshipped that cock for hours and yet the taste and smell felt stronger, thick like paste, a burnt aftertaste lingering on her taste buds. Eli came a little from swallowing another mouthful, her cock twitching as her tailhole winked at an imaginary shaft, the warmth of a literal cum shower making her body think she had a very slick, needy and potent suitor trying to breed her into the ground. She came a little again as another shot of spunk from the still hard dragoness splattered against her face and suddenly Eli was rubbing it all in, smearing her tits and shaft in cum, making the flavour, the thick gooey seed seeping into her very being, cinnamon and spices so strong on her tongue still.

"We're not even close to being done Eli..." Linna pulled her tongue back, looming over the smaller herm with all the size she could muster, her shaft just as hard as before and just as hard as her lover's, slapping against her belly every few seconds. "Both you and I can go for a loooong while more, can't we?" Eli moaned, grabbing the snout of the dragoness and planting another kiss on it, her shaft rubbing against the stiff lips of the draconic muzzle. "Sssso eager." Linna didn't complain and opened her mouth, engulfing the lizard's cock in a slick, wet mess of coiled tongue and saliva, wrapping around it like before but now slowly lifting Eli upwards as she rolled around and laid on her back.

"Mmmmhhh..." Eli bit her lips as she started to thrust, using her Queen's tongue like she'd use a muff, relishing in the impossibly nimble ways it moved and kept shifting around her flesh. Linna spread her legs and let her cock flop on her belly, every shot of pre now splashing against Eli's back cleaning her of cum only to make an even bigger mess. Linna could taste her cum on her, over her, every spurt from those swollen orbs carrying the flavour of her own seed and it felt oh so wrong and so right at the same time. She suckled upon it like a lollipop, trying to draw out the gooey, draconic spunk she had injected in it and had to wait very little for that to happen. "Ohhh gods...." Eli grunted after barely a minute, blowing her increased load inside the royal mouth over and over, her sack cradled by the same tongue she was thrusting into and quickly swallowed, spurt after spurt, gallons upon gallons and still her nuts were refusing to shrink down any more and still Eli kept on cumming as hard as she could. "I'm sooo full... this is all your fault... hmmmm... gods above..." Eli pulled back, panting, heaving almost, her balls barely smaller than before, spreading her legs wide with their bulk. She felt like she was carting around two bags full of rice, heavy, big, cumbersome but soft enough to deform around her legs, making her leak more and desire to flop on the ground and get some rest from the merciless pull of gravity. They must have been fatter than watermelons, bigger than the Queen's normal size even...

"Then I'll have to apologize..." Another kiss, another minute spent sharing spent cum between them. Linna pawing off with her forelimbs. Her eyes glowed a third time and Eli was carried away, gently dropped on the dragoness' immense sack, making the lizard squeal and huff the air with desperation. "But I'll do it my way." Before Eli could do anything, she was pushed further along, right until she was facing the Queen's tailhole and the slick, moist slit behind her balls. "Enjoy it all my dear, it's all for you tonight... oh lords..." She hadn't finished the sentence before she felt a hungry mouth latch onto her tailhole, lapping up fat beads of sweat mixed with rivers of honey flowing from her female half. "Hungry little thing."

Linna chuckled and resumed pawing off, using her soft pads to stroke, squeeze and knead her mammoth shaft over and over while her hidden bits were thoroughly ravished by a ravenous lizard. Eli was almost literally pinned down by the shifting weight of a pair of balls wider than she was, the orbs shifting back and forth as the dragoness stroked herself calmly, every tug to the front meant she'd have a few seconds before their weight came crashing down on her back like boulders covered in salty sweat, forcing her mouth to sink inside the dragoness' heated folds, between the vent and her tailhole or plunge into the latter, over and over as she roamed freely behind her lover's sight. But even hidden like that, Linna didn't forget about her and before long Eli felt her own tailhole prodded by an ethereal and yet very real cock that bore the shape of the one she had hugged minutes before. The fat flare, the thick veins, the way it throbbed against her stretched-out pucker was impossible to mistake for anything but the royal cock. The Queen used her magic to sink into her lover's backside, using buckets and tubs of her own cum as lube while the little thing ate her out with all the energy she had, the two lost in a sea of debauchery as precum flowed in ludicrous amounts. Eli grabbed at whatever she could grab, her hands roaming over sweaty scales, over soft flesh and slick folds, spreading fluids all over the place as her mind swam in all sorts of scents. And again the thick, syrupy taste of cinnamon assaulted her, thicker still as if flowed from that honeypot like a waterfall. As the titanic balls above her came crashing down on her back once more, Eli braced herself and took the brunt, but her hands were so slick with the honey flowing by the bucket out of Linna's massive vent that she watched the world slow down as they sank into her muff a moment later. Darkness descended upon her and Eli felt herself cum, but even the pleasure of her orgasm was lost in the sheer potency of the scents and tastes of the dragoness' inner flesh, a treat, a treasure that few had ever seen much less got the chance to be crammed inside of like Eli was. She could do little but grab and lick and sniff and taste and hump against a pucker so soft, slick and puffy that she could imagine herself sliding inside of and disappearing for hours, left to stew in a tunnel of heated, musky, squirming pleasure.

The dragoness howled, feeling two arms slide into her sex and stretch her out ever so slightly but just enough to bring her closer to another orgasm. Linna's knot swelled, two immense spheres that throbbed and begged to be crammed inside anything tight and warm but denied that chance, until she stopped using her magic to stroke her shaft and placed a pair of ghostly hands on that lonely knot and squeezed. Linna huffed and thrashed, making Eli grasp at the folds inside her cunt for support and further stimulating her as the hidden creases of her passage were teased, rubbed and spread apart. Eli noticed that and dove deeper, her head sinking into that vent, the overwhelming scent of a female so fertile it was impossible for such a scent not to beat the male half of the dragoness with ease. The lizard mewled and started waving her arms inside her Queen's passage, spreading it more, rubbing it more, her tongue lashing out to lap rivers of honey flowing out and around her shoulders. She was tempted to dive even deeper, to sink into that passage all the way to her feet and squirm like her life depended on it, to bang at the doors of the dragoness' womb, but she didn't, it'd be too much for both. The fantasy was there, the desire too, she had the chance, and yet she hesitated. Already she was overwhelmed, every sense she had thoroughly dominated by the dragoness: her smell, her taste, her body upon her, the sounds and the absolute darkness of that silken muff. Eli had no problems throwing herself into another orgasm, her shaft poking the royal tailhole and smearing it with fresh cum, gallons pooling inside and around it, her flare slipping in just enough to make it stretch and tug at the rest of her flesh, dragging it inside either by mistake or voluntarily as Linna reached for every ounce of pleasure she could milk out of herself and the lizard alike, her knot so swollen it almost hurt and her balls churning so hard Eli was shaking as if she had been experiencing an earthquake. The vibrations made her cum again, still riding the peak of the previous one, a gush of fresh spunk painting the dragoness' tailhole white with her own essence, the drop that made the already far too full vase spill.

Linna thrashed, arching her back and howled, wind kicking up around her as a storm of magic caused winds to rise left and right, her knot twice as wide as her shaft for but a moment before that cock, thick as a tree trunk, swelled some more and delivered a single titanic shot of spunk that raced for a dozen feet in the air before splattering onto the sand. Then another, and another and ten more, hundreds of gallons of the most potent seed wasted onto the lifeless desert, painting an arch as the cock they spilled out of swayed back and forth, hitting Linna in the chin from time to time. Eli was firmly pinned down, the dragoness hindpaws forcing her to stay glued to her backside, head sunk into that vent, her shaft buried to the base into her tailhole, unloading a more modest and yet already far above average load. For minutes Linna came, her flare swelling back and forth in a futile attempt to plug the air and trap all her spunk inside but failing miserably as more and more of her ball's immensely heavy cargo was wasted. At some point the dragoness hugged her own shaft, stroking it, nuzzling it with her snout from the side, swallowing a couple dozen shots before her stomach protested, too full, too heavy, and the rest of her minutes-long orgasm ended up on the sand. Five minutes later, Eli pulled herself out with great effort, partly because she was too tired and partly because the vent she had been swallowed by was trying to keep her in, trapped in a hot oven. She emerged covered in sweat and vent fluids, glistening in the moonlight as if she had taken a most messy bath, reeking of sex, her shaft soft but still twitching with remnants of her own pleasure down her legs. However, her balls had not quite shrunk back to their size, fat melons now that would have rivalled the Queen's normal form if they had swollen a little more. She caressed them, easing the throbbing pain of such a long series of back-to-back orgasms and heavy milking. Linna smiled and placed her pupil upon her own sack and slowly drifted to sleep with her.

Eli woke up to the soft rumbling of the dragoness' churning nuts after the entire night had passed, even before the sun rose above the horizon, a most wonderful way to start the day. She stretched and as far as she could reach, there was only a vast expanse of soft, rumbling dragon nuts, her hands grasping gently at the soft scaled pouch. She yawned and the first breath she took was the same as the ones she had taken the entire night, but now that she was finally awake, Eli felt her body heat up and shiver slightly, the cold air of the desert warded off by the sheer warmth of her Queen's sack like a heater, a gigantic pair of pillows she never wanted to part from, but one she had to as the dragoness felt movement and woke up herself. There was a lot of yawning, stretching and huffing as muscles popped and the fatigue from the day before returned as a dull throb in their muscles, although neither complained in the least. Eli began to put the pot and cooking utensils back into their containers, but as she bent down to pick them up, she felt a pair of paws keep her in place and a massive tongue suddenly slather her backside in saliva and hot breaths. The lizard mewled, hardening as the Queen ate her out right then and there, barely three minutes after waking up, bringing her to a quick orgasm before her mind even had the chance to remember everything and left her shivering in the brisk morning air. Linna licked her lips, swallowing the stolen load and proceeded to pack everything up herself.

"Slept well?" Linna stood up at last and stretched limb after limb until everything felt just right. Eli sort of mumbled something and attempted to get back on her feet a few moments later. "Glad that I've made a good pillow for you my dear, maybe we should do that again tonight?" The young herm's shaft twitched at the idea. "But this time you'll have to work hard for it I'm afraid: yesterday was more of an... incentive, let's put it that way. I gave you a long lecture, told you about the basics and then gave you a naughty little reward, which was also your celebration for the start of your journey into magic. That being said, we're about to start with your practical training and so for every milestone you achieve, you'll get another reward, not to confuse them with your tasks to help me not get blueballed to the point I can't walk anymore..." The dragoness laughed and started walking in the same direction they were headed, letting Eli follow her on foot for a while. "The very basics of magic, as I told you, is sensing magic. If you can't do that, you can't manipulate it, just like if you can't use your hands to grab stuff you can't make a sculpture." Linna kept walking as she explained, her paws sinking ever so slightly into the sand from her weight while Eli had less trouble despite the fact that her balls were giving her some due to their size and sensitivity. "I'm sure you haven't... forgotten the feeling of my magic I used on you yesterday."

"N-no... I remember it clearly." Eli's pants twitched, the sensation of the ethereal cock ravaging her insides was just as clear as the pleasure she got from it, but it was hard to distinguish the two from each other. If she thought of the tickle of magic oozing from it, she also thought about its size, thickness and the way it stretched her tailhole oh so wide and reached oh so deep into her guts.

"Else I'd have to do it again and again till you do."

"My Queen please... don't... don't tease me like that!" Eli pouted a little, crossing her arms just before she had to shove her hands down her pants to fix her swelling erection.

"Sorry about that Eli." The chuckle didn't seem to indicate Linna was sorry at all. "The desert is great for sensing magic since it's chock full of it but at the same time it's also very hard to control it. I assume you know the story behind this region."

"I know some stuff but anything about this place is confused and muddled: as far as I remember from my studies, the desert wasn't always here, it used to be a plain or a region full of hills that housed a strong civilization of magicians and sorcerers that at some point simply collapsed." Eli frowned, trying to remember the details of the few books on the topic her father used to have before selling them. "Either that or it was a war that caused them to fall and the resulting magic energies gone wild caused the region to grow barren. Storms whittled hills and homes into sand over the centuries and that's about it."

"Not too bad, that's very close to the truth. My own research allowed me to learn that the desert was indeed born from rampant magical energies, but not how exactly they still manage to exist to this day. Any magic not bound by a caster to some complex structure would disappear with time depending on the strength of the initial spell, but not these ones: it's like the land itself was so deeply scarred by them that the balance was forever upset. There are also signs that the desert is contained by even more powerful spells along the edges, rivers of mana deep beneath the surface that keep the balance between the regions. Whether mages of ages past from the entire continent got together to stop its advance is a hypothesis I need more time to research." Linna suddenly changed direction and started heading towards a cluster of jagged rocks in the distance, making Eli do a tight turn to keep up. "Because of these wild energies, mana saturates the air but at the same time it makes it harder to control. There are however, some areas where the world is more quiet." She pointed at the cluster. "I have found some places here and there that are very good to rest, sort of like a mini oasis that pop out of nowhere, except for the fact that often they don't have either water nor food nor much beyond rocks and scorpions, but they are shielded from the storms. Some have decrepit buildings, some hold treasures smugglers stashed away and never came back to reclaim because they got too greedy and died, some are just quiet little holes in the ground. That one over there is the latter but I've been there before and it should still be intact since I make every one of my little havens storm-proof and whatnot."

True to her word, when Linna strolled inside the air was suddenly a little more calm and less heavy with floating sand and heat. The dragoness sighed and let the bags float to the ground after unfastening them, stretching with a quick run after making sure Eli was alright being alone for a bit. The young lizard promised that she could handle staying by herself for ten minutes and once Linna was out, she began exploring here and there. Small crystals embedded into the rocky walls kept sand out as if someone was constantly sweeping it out, a couple of big pillows decorated the floor beneath a palanquin, almost giving the impression someone had been there just before the two of them and prepared the area for their rest and disappeared. The pillows kept the faint smell of the Queen, which meant that Eli took the chance to bury her face in there and take a good whiff, despite the fact that she had a fresher, much more potent musk source around her daily. Still, she took a couple whiffs with a blush on her face. A couple minutes later she had taken a good look of the interior, including the outdoors bathroom and shower, the dried foods stashed in crates behind a closed door and a few other comforts of the city the dragoness had dragged over there. Done with the inside, she looked outside and immediately noticed the claw marks on the rock. The size of the marks scared Eli quite a bit because it let her know that beasts that could rival the titanic dragoness existed and roamed around the desert. For a moment she was lost, trying to imagine those creatures and their appearance, wondering if they had been the ones to scar her that badly, but she was quickly taken out of her daydream as Linna tapped on her shoulder. The dragoness had a healthy sheen of sweat on her scales, partially from the heat and partially from the little run, breathing a little more heavily than before.

"So, please sit down at the centre of this circle I made." She nodded towards a small shape she had just carved with her own claws. Eli sat smack in the middle, legs crossed and waited. "Now, this is going to be hard, very hard because even if I let you feel magic before, it was me manifesting it before your senses, but you'll have to do it yourself from here on. An idea is better than nothing, although it's not enough for most people. Take your time and relax." Linna quietly laid beside her pupil but outside the circle and waited. "Close your eyes, start breathing and try to feel anything. Don't speak, don't move, I'll know if you've made it and tell you whether to keep going or stop."

"O-ok... I'll do my best." Eli took a deep breath and stole one last look towards the dragoness and then closed her eyes.

She fell deep in thought almost immediately, mostly because she had so many things to think about: should she focus on the heat, the wind? The sand beneath her feet or the fluttering of her clothes? Which one of these things would help her find her mark? Maybe none but she felt nothing beside those. Eli frowned and sat straight for what felt like an eternity, her back warm with sunlight, her legs sore already. She opened her mouth to ask but closed it and started to think again, but for some reason she couldn't manage to hold a thought for more than a moment or two, as if they were being stolen by something around her, sucked out as quickly as they formed. She found herself chasing her own mind in circles, thinking of stuff only to dive into all sorts of branches of thought and then back again endlessly. She felt as if she had no body, no form, she was just a thing that chased ethereal things in the air, pushed and pulled by the wind like a leaf of a freshly washed cloth. Then, an eternity later, she stopped following her thoughts and started to follow scents since those felt far more slow and easy to catch, like cattle instead of birds: she got lost in the scent of the desert, dry and coarse, the smell of leather and old wood, the smell of warm rocks and of something else carried by the wind, the overwhelming smell of the dragoness beside her and an entire night of shared musk. Again that scent of cinnamon, again that dense, heavy taste appeared on her tongue as if she was once again with the Queen's balls beneath her tongue, the pleasure and memories somehow not making her hard but pushing her deeper into her trance. The scents grew so strong she lost track of where she was or what was happening around her: had Linna pranked her and her balls were really hanging inches away, was she still in the same spot as before? Even with the sun overhead, the young lizard was feeling far too hot, the heavy, dense musk of her Queen stirring her needs and fantasies, not quite enough to drag her out of that trance but deeper still, pushing her to take more of it in. Cinnamon and warm fire, peppery, so very dense. For a while Eli wanted nothing more than to sit still, right there, taking in the world with her eyes closed until something started to bother her.

She waved her hands to make it go away but it didn't, instead it came back and there were more. The young lizard thought of opening her eyes and searching for it but the order to keep them closed echoed like thunder in her mind and so she waved her hands again, and again, and again. Before long there was a buzzing in her ears, her skin was tickled by whatever was surrounding her by the thousands, a swarm of little things that just didn't want to leave her alone. Eli tried to go back to her meditation, momentarily lost again in the myriad of scents, her nostrils flaring as the haze of dragon musk and warm affection filled her lungs. As she did, the little things suddenly felt more like boulders pressing her shoulders down, crushing her.

"Enough!" Eli stood up in a flash, waving her hands wildly around her, her eyes coming into focus just in time to see a swarm of small yellow motes of light surrounding her, pushed away from herself. There was high-pitched whine and then a bang, the motes exploded left and right, a chain reaction forming a shockwave that kicked up enough sand to make a thick cloud around the rock formation. The young lizard stood there with a dumbfounded expression, confused more because the sun had already set than at the realization that Linna was staring at her with the biggest grin in the world. "What... what happened?"

"Well, it took you eleven hours to sense magic for the first time is what happened." The dragoness helped her stand still as those two thin legs ached after sitting still for the better part of the day. "A good first start but nothing out of the ordinary." Eli looked down, almost disappointed. "Calm down, it's actually pretty good for you: mage apprentices spend years with their masters, soaking in magic day in and out as they learn the basics of magic theory, you being able to do it in half a day after being exposed to it for barely an afternoon and a night alone is quite impressive." Linna nuzzled her apprentice. "And it seems you've found your focus point."

"My what?"

"Everyone has something they like, a preferred sensation: smell, hearing, sight, touch... it's what you focus on the most when you do something you enjoy. Mine is sound: I love hearing the sound of the wind, the quiet of the desert, the high pitch of the storms; you apparently enjoy the smell of the world." Linna pulled the lizard closer so that she'd rest her head against herself. "You seemed like you'd focus on the sound as well but after a bit you started sniffing the air and suddenly particles started to surround you like fireflies." Linna giggled softly.

"Is that weird? It feels very weird." Eli blushed, but so close to her Queen she couldn't help herself but take a whiff of her scent and suddenly, in the corner of her eyes, small motes, far smaller than before, appeared and danced before vanishing. "I don't want to appear like a freak."

"Oh dear, it's a bit unusual but at least it is something you enjoy. Normal mages' focus are objects like staves, gems, wands, sometimes those are worth as much as a small palace. On the other hand, having nothing but the entire world as your focus is kinda cute actually. Also very strong if you make good use of it." Linna caressed her head gently and then let her go.

"Won't I be powerless if I get a cold then?" Suddenly the dragoness burst out laughing, making Eli blush harder and sink into her clothes.

"Not at all, not at all... oh lords you are so cute it almost hurts." Linna wiped a tear from her eyes and sighed. "It's just your focus, not the very thing your magic hinges on. Sure, you'll be stronger or make spells more easily with a good focus but it's not like you'll be stranded when you have a runny nose. Think of foci as a booster for your powers instead of a leg to walk on, a sail to make your ship faster rather than the boat itself: sure, you can go faster with them but good old fashioned elbow grease can take you just as far." The dragoness chuckled some more and then smiled. "I'll teach you how to get better with and without focus of course, but at the start it is always good to have something to help you along. By the way, anything in particular caught your interest? You were proceeding rather slowly until you just... sped up." Eli blushed harder and realized that her pants were tented, a dark musky patch placed right where her flare met the cloth. She rushed to cover herself in shame and embarrassment. "Ah, I see what my little lizard found so appealing..." A wide grin appeared on the dragoness' muzzle. "Little Eli has a musk fetish that just so happened to be her magical focus: a good sniff of her Queen's sack and sheath and our new sorceress might just bring down the mightiest of foes, a couple hours spent huffing my toes and you could summon rain, a nice kiss upon my tailhole and you could fly with little effort..." Eli sunk further into her clothes, looking every other way but towards the Queen. She had bared herself naked dozens of times before Linna, made love to her, worshipped her, but this felt far more embarrassing than anything else. "Now that's a rare thing and... a most useful one for your training." Linna dragged her close to herself again, forcing the younger herm to her chest. "Come on, it's not going to hurt if you take a looooong sniff." Eli held her breath for a few moments, trying not to follow, but once her lungs started to hurt, she had to take one and then another. Before she could realize she was lost in the dragoness' scents, the musk, the sweat and the smell of leather and scales. again that cinnamon, that thick and dense scent that clung to her senses and her very scales, that warmth and depth dragging her deeper into a trance that reeked of sex, pleasure, of full sacks and throbbing cocks all around her. "That's it my dear." Linna had seen her sit still for hours on end, making close to zero progress, and now she was already manifesting magic particles just after a few quick sniffs, her body absorbing the essence of the desert like a sponge. If her cute apprentice did so well by sniffing her and got hard in the process then it was nothing to be ashamed of. If anything it was more excuses to have fun later on. "Smell me..." Eli shivered and took a deep, deep breath and magic surged into her. "Take it aaaaaall in." The dragoness felt herself grow hard as well, especially as the lizard started humping against her chest, but as the younger herm started to absorb too much and too fast, Linna had to put a halt on the entire thing. "Alright, I'm sorry."

"For what? I was..." The motes shimmered out of existence, gone as quickly as they had arrived, leaving behind only a panting, throbbing hard Eli with the most raging boner she had had in weeks and an equally disappointed and needy Queen.

"You were losing control." Linna frowned. "You were taking too much in and it'd have hurt you had you continued to absorb power. You're a small cup now instead of an empty plate like before, which means that while you can start making progress, you can't try to hold too much magic or else you're going to shatter. And as much as I love seeing my subjects get lost in my scent, you need to learn how to control yourself before I let you do the same again."

"So that means that I can't... service you anymore?" Eli adjusted her clothes with a distraught look, still hard, still needy and embarrassed by the whole thing.

"Not for a few days I'm afraid. Trust me, I don't want you to stop helping me because you are so very good at being a little helper for a big horny dragoness like me, but now that you have found a most lovely focus, you're going to have to learn how to keep yourself in check or it's going to end badly." Both sighed. "Magic is power and power has limits. As much as I'd love to train you by sitting on your face or letting you huff my balls for days, I have to give priority to your training first. You may recharge your magic reserves by shoving your face against my sheath once you've learned the basics and started proper spellcasting training." It was a small consolation as both realized it'd take a while before that happened. Both of their shafts twitched in eagerness but they had to be forgotten for the moment. The sacrifices needed were already too high. "And we can't rush it either or it'll still end up badly." Linna gave her apprentice a pat on the back and a consolatory lick on the cheeks. "I'm really sorry but it's going to be a rough few days for you and me. I don't think I have spent more than a single day without a horde of tongues upon my cock in this form." Linna groaned inwardly, her sack too full already: she hadn't had the chance to fully enjoy herself the day before, meaning she had started the new day fuller than she'd normally do. However... on one hand, this meant she'd be hard pressed not to make a mess, but on the other... the next release would be glorious and their destination was just the perfect place to do it.

"If it means to become a good mage I'll do anything." Eli steeled herself, putting on an air of bravery and confidence despite the fat snake that had wormed its way down her left pant leg and formed a big wet musky patch.

"Go and take care of that boner first, I'm going to make dinner in the meanwhile." She pushed the lizard out of the way as pots and pans started to fly out of their satchels and a fire burned below.

Eli did as asked, more because she just couldn't take it anymore: she had been sitting still all day and her legs needed some stretching, but most of all her balls were screaming for attention, so full they felt twice as heavy and encumbering. She walked a little funny with so much stuff below the belt doing whatever it wanted and only when she unfastened the knots and let her pants fall on the sand that she felt some relief come to her body. The young lizard sighed and leaned on the rocks, her toes sinking into the sand, staring up at the night sky while her hands caressed her swollen balls, gently and slowly, the pounding of her blood rushing through her shaft. Everything in her body seemed to come alive at last, the buzzing of sore muscles gone, the pain from sitting slowly vanishing as well, all drowned in the joy of having succeeded in her first task and the anticipation of a good orgasm. She grabbed her sack and lifted it, having to work a bit to do that as the eight inch spheres welcomed the pull of gravity, so much bigger than before and so much heavier than normal. She had always been well endowed, everyone loved telling her how big she was and how much she spilled during her orgasms, but now she was positively immense for her size and species. The two orbs felt like iron bearings, firm but somehow soft and hefty at the same time. She caressed them for a bit and her shaft started to protest, rising with dull throbs until her tits were being glazed by shot after shot of precum. Eli blushed to herself and pulled off her shirt as well, letting the deluge of precum paint her scales and skin instead of her clothes, not that it mattered too much since the only one to care about appearances was the perpetually naked and horny herm dragon at the very helm of the kingdom.

She let her nuts fall, dangling between her spread legs and started to stroke herself, rubbing her palm upon her flare to collect handfuls of precum to smear over her length. Eli smelled her scent, dense after being trapped in her clothes, too strong compared to her normal musk and laden with a certain draconic smell hidden within, not quite in the way that being bathed in dragon cum causes, but as if she had absorbed that scent into herself, as if the hot, lewd, messy and oh so wrong injection of pure cum into herself had done much more than just temporarily make her balls bigger than her head. She took another whiff, craning her neck lower and lower, drawn to the source of the scent, opening her mouth to catch every messy shot of pre, until her lips met her flare and the taste of her flesh exploded into her mouth. For a split second Eli realized this shouldn't have happened: she was not so flexible that she could bend her back and lick herself like that, she had not done too good in the few yoga classes she had taken. And yet, there she was, making out with her own cock, hugging it, licking it, pressing her snout to the fat swollen flare and huffing the stench of sweat and need. Motes appeared again around her, smaller, weaker but still it happened, Eli was growing harder by sniffing the musk wafting off of her own shaft. She did not care why or how, only that she felt herself thicker, longer, heavier and that her taste upon her tongue was too good not to give in. She opened her mouth and took it in, slowly pushing herself deeper until she started to feel the ache of her muscles telling her that she was at last approaching her limits. Eli bobbed on what little of her shaft she could swallow, up and down, the tip hitting the back of her mouth but not quite her throat, forcing her to gulp more and more precum until she just couldn't take it anymore. Her swollen balls lurched upwards, shrinking as the entirety of her cock thickened and delivered a shot of cum so dense and so strong that Eli had to pull back, fighting with the sheer size of her flare for a moment before the pressure became too powerful to bear. The fat swollen tip popped out of her mouth, bulging her lips before it was free at last. A rain of cum fell on her seconds later as gravity took hold of the titanic shot, the young herm sandwiching her cock between her tits, stroking it, up and down, making even more of a mess than she had the right to, mimicking the Queen and her ways of pleasure, pinching and pulling at her own nipples as she humped the slightly sweaty valley of her tits.

She returned to the camp covered in cum, panting and still tasting her cock on her tongue but satisfied, softening. Unfortunately her balls were still bigger than they had any right to be on a petite little thing such as herself, which did not quite feel like a loss and more like an opportunity she could utilize for later. It was very late now, past sunset for sure, but she didn't really care about the details and simply grabbed her share of dinner and passed out on a pillow placed behind her as soon as she was done. Linna watched her fall asleep so fast she barely had the time to talk to her, to give her some more praise and some advice for tomorrow but it was clear everything had been far more taxing on the little thing than she had imagined. Merely the fact that she had endured over ten hours sitting still was something undeniably impressive, especially with her past lack of training. Eli had talent, lots of it, but she also had no control over it, she had so easily lost herself in her focus that she had almost progressed too fast for her body to handle and only barely balanced herself between hurting herself and succeeding. The dragoness patted the head of her pupil and smiled seeing her take deep breaths, motes of light flickering gently to life around her.

An idea blossomed in her mind: if she had no control over her conscious mind, why not allow her to build up strength in her sleep? Eli clearly had such a rare focus that she could essentially practice magic by breathing under the right conditions, so why not slowly help her get to a level where her body could handle the energies? Linna thought for a good hour about it: it was a procedure she had never heard of before and one she was sure she herself had not experienced. The young lizard was extremely lucky: she had an uncommon talent and a most delectable fetish and Linna shared the latter with her, so she could, in theory, merely sleep closer and closer until Eli's conscious body could bear the immense lust of her mind for extended periods of time. She grinned and extended a paw, caressing Eli again and watched as she breathed deeply and smiled, rubbing her snout against her pads and as her smaller maleness twitched and stiffened in her sleep. Just as the motes were appearing, Linna pulled back and allowed her to slowly relax. She repeated the process for a couple times, bringing the lizard to a messy climax that splatttered between her toes before going to sleep herself, plotting the course for a most deliciously naughty training as she licked her cum-coated pads clean.

The two of them were woken up by a strong gust of wind that blasted far more sand in their faces than it had the right to and. Coughing and sputtering, Linna cautiously opened her eyes and looked at the gaps between the rock and the desert around them with a grim expression, her eyes moving from the shifting dunes to the grey sky above that was darkening by the minute. As Eli finally managed to get up and look around, the dragoness was scrambling to get the chests open and retrieve their contents. In a minute the air was turning dry, the sand almost taking over everything, the sky had become so dark it was almost black. Eli froze on the spot, recognising the signs of a storm like the one she had almost died in, but something told her this was worse, far worse. Her scars started to ache and not a single muscle wanted to move as the front rushed madly towards the two of them. Linna finally managed to open the chests without turning them into scrap metal and broken wood and a couple of crystals the size of a watermelon dropped out, rough, green and faintly pulsating with light. Eli saw images flash before her eyes, the roar of the storm closing in as pebbles nicked her scales, hints of blood here and there because she did not have the thick hide of a dragon and still she couldn't move. Memories repressed bubbled up from the fog of her mind and made her shiver like a leaf, unable to move in the least.

Linna concentrated and the light inside the crystals started to shine brighter and brighter until they began lifting off the ground and circling around each other, faster and faster but silently, over and over. The storm was closing in but before it could hit them, the two crystals hummed and let out a flood of light and suddenly there was no raging wind, no sand blasting their eyes, the loud thud of the front crashing upon a dim barrier was the only sound left before Linna sighed and collapsed on the ground, panting a little and sweating a lot.

"That was close..." The dragoness smiled and relaxed, all the adrenaline leaving her body after the shock. Eli had not moved from her sleeping spot but she felt as if she had run for a day without rest or breathing at all, gasping once she realized she was out of danger. "I am so glad I keep those bastards in my temporary shelters." She stole a glance at the shivering lizard and pulled her closer to herself, head against her chest. "It's alright, it's not going to hurt you." Still Eli was shivering, eyes glued to the storm crashing against the barrier. As the dragoness tried to place a paw upon her chest she grabbed a finger and squeezed it. Linna didn't say anything.

"I thought I had conquered my fears." Eli gulped, her voice cracking here and there. "After I stood up to my father I thought I had left everything behind and started anew, but the moment I heard that... howl, the howling wind, I just..." There was a pause. "I froze. I was back with those servants, I watched as they disappeared in the sand, leaving me alone to die." She held back a few tears, if barely, and squeezed Linna's finger harder. "I wonder if they died in the end, all because of my father. He has so much blood on his hands." The young lizard lifted her own and saw droplets of red. "I have some too but it's all mine."

"It's ok, Eli, it's ok to be afraid of the storm." Linna pulled her closer still and looked outward as well. "It is not a sign of weakness to be afraid of that thing, it's natural. You think I'm not afraid? I am, and only fools aren't, because fools think they can do everything." The dragoness scoffed. "Armies have tried to march upon my kingdom after I saved its people, thinking that they could exploit my solution to rob me. They found out the hard way not to challenge the desert."

"But you are strong."

"I became strong, I wasn't born that way." Another pause, the storm grew stronger and the shield flickered. Eli yelped and searched for a safe place deeper into the dragoness' embrace. "Want to stay here for a while? Look at the storm a little closer maybe? It's not going to get through the protection."

"I'm... no thanks. I'd like to stay here like this for a little more."

"Alright then." Linna kissed her forehead and then started humming an old song, one that Eli felt that was older than some civilizations, something from an age long since passed that the dragoness had seen die out. She was very old, more than her peppery attitude and energy gave out. It was almost sad. Eli fell asleep again with her heartbeat louder than the storm against her ears soon after, lulled to a quiet peace for at least a few more hours.

The storm passed rather quickly despite its strength and before Linna knew, the sky was clear again but Eli kept on sleeping and she let her. Although the two of them had had a good night's rest, she needed it, she had worked so hard for so long a little more wouldn't help and, well, she took the chance to snooze too. Being a Queen was hard, especially one that had single handedly lifted a millennia old curse on an entire region. She had helpers, sure, hundreds of people that would do everything for her, but the weight was still there and only in the desert it didn't matter how much power she had behind or how many responsibilities. An old friend had said to her that before the storm, only strength matters, and she had gotten strong enough to stand against it. It had taken time but she had done it. An extra day of sleep was a good reward for all her hard work.

The next day was far more pleasant: they woke up, ate and packed with not an inkling of haste, simply moving towards the same direction, Linna sure of their path as always, explaining to her more about magic and its principles as she got better at handling her powers. Day and day out, Linna did her best to make sure her pupil studied hard and learned as much as she could at the best pace and, considering how late she had started, Eli was doing remarkably well. Whether she had a lot of talent or whether she had a good teacher or both mattered little since progress was made every day consistently. Several nights saw Linna awake for long, watching over her student as she let her massive paws rest on the little thing's face, her toes soaked in sweat and musk bearing over Eli's senses, making everything but those soft pads disappear in a haze of foot musk. The dragoness was always hard for those bits of training, always more needy and fuller than the night before. Both were, but Linna would have been lying if she said she did not know Eli had managed to jerk off a dozen times already just to empty her own sack and continue the training. So while the lizard basked in dragon musk, huffing away the night, her cock rubbing against the royal toes and blowing loads in between the gaps, the Queen had to restrain herself and watch as her student came in her sleep by sniffing her footmusk or licking her cum coated toes. But the release she was going to have would certainly be one of the best in her entire life.

Linna waited a while before telling Eli of her 'secret' plan to help her progress further, and when she did, the young herm blushed hard, curling up on herself from shame and embarrassment coupled with a healthy dose of arousal. Once the embarrassment had gone, she felt no little amount of regret for not having been able to enjoy it fully, although she guessed that if she had been conscious, it might have caused some problems for them both. For the rest of the day, despite the fact that she had been dealing with the most annoying, persistent and achingly hard erection she had had in weeks if not months, the lizard did all that she was asked, executed all her tasks, answered all her questions perfectly. Linna, on the other hand, was forced to deal with a much more insistent erection for longer, her control slipping over herself as the royal balls churned so loudly and hard they felt like boulders, forcing her to walk more and more bowlegged than the day before as their cargo grew heavier and heavier. In countless years, Linna hardly remembered another occurrence where she had been so impossibly pent up and big.

"Now... carefully, shape the spell in the formI showed you before. Remember to go through each step one by one, no skipping, no cutting corners like you did yesterday." Linna rested on the top of a tall dune, observing as Eli frowned, hands stretched towards the ground, slowly gathering sand from around her into a ball floating a few inches above the surface. The young lizard was not struggling as much as she had been doing before but it was still very hard. Linna had chosen a spot where the magic interference from the desert was less intense. "Compress it." The dragoness nodded once her pupil had gathered all the material necessary, she began compressing it towards the centre of the ball of sand, tighter and tighter, the invisible hands she used to gather it flickering into existence as her concentration flared up and the force used grew exponentially. Eli grunted and tightened her fists, making the sand into a compact ball that thumped below once she was done with the exercise. The dragoness picked it up and gave it a look. "That's a good result, very good." A pat on the head and a smile later, Eli was giggling like an idiot. "This may look like a dumb exercise for you now but it's a very useful one: you have learned to gather fine material and then compress it with brute force, two extremely important skills that are almost diametrically opposite. With one you can pick up stuff of course, handle ingredients for spells your hands cannot physically touch and that could be too delicate for iron or steel tools." To demonstrate again, Linna made the sand around her rise up in several thick pillars and made them move like snakes, elegantly and quietly before casting another spell and crushing them into thin needles of compressed sand she stabbed into the dune. "If you can manipulate the sands, you have an endless arsenal to your beck and call, weapons and shelter." Again the sands shifted and suddenly the two were standing on a solid foundation, the wide platform slowly drifting to the base as gravity pulled it down. "It's also very good to get a relatively cooler place to sit on than hot sand." The dragoness flexed her paws and flicked some leftover sand from her feet with satisfaction, both from the results of Eli's training and the pleasurable lack of itchy stuff between her toes.

"It's harder than I thought it'd be." The lizard tried again and struggled a little more, her magic reserves a little lower adding to the fatigue of the earlier spell adding levels of difficulty.

"Of course it is: you have had barely a week and a half of training!" She huffed. "But enough training, today we're going to reach a very special place where we can enjoy ourselves for a while."

"Right... I was so busy with everything that I forgot you never told me where we were going." Eli chuckled. She had grown quite comfortable with addressing the Queen in more informal ways, having dropped the 'My Queen' and such other names a while ago. It had happened almost unconsciously for them both at some point in their journey and neither realized it just yet.

"I have a, let's call it a secret oasis in the middle of the desert." Linna picked Eli up and began trotting gently towards the east. "I have a little bit of a sauna there, a big tent to sleep, guest rooms although when I'm there they rarely need separate housing..." The dragoness let out a loud chuckle and a smirk that the young lizard found to be quite reasonable. "Of course there's a nice pond where to bathe, a kitchen and such and a nifty portal that is connected to a special room in the Palace."

"W-wait... a portal?" Eli gasped: portals were not quite a legend even among the normal population, they were more like a tool for kings and emperors to use for extremely important matters, or something that was regarded as a public threat in case of tensions with neighbouring nations. "I thought that those relics connected kingdoms or churches or... something."

"Well, I managed to find a pair of those in an old ruin in this desert and installed them at very convenient places, namely a nice oasis and a secret place, so I could take a vacation and still be able to hop back to the Palace if needed." Linna puffed her chest and sped up, forcing Eli to put on her glasses and scarf to avoid sand getting in her mouth yet again. "I found out that the Oasis end was not responding weeks ago but I didn't have time to go there and check, so Idid some complex spellwork to see if it was broken but it appears that it just went out of alignment. Nothing I can't fix in an hour or so."

The dragoness broke into a run right then and there, dashing through the desert like an arrow shot from a bow, miles piling up behind her one after the other. Normally she'd stop after a while to let Eli rest or to explain something about magic or give her some tasks to carry out for her training but it seemed that she had had enough of that for now: Linna's mind was set on getting to the oasis and take a bath and as such, she simply kept on running. It took an hour to get to their destination, or rather, it had taken them close to two weeks with stops, days spent loitering in a single spot and walking slowly, gathering food from beasts hunted between the dunes and only one hour to cover the last stretch of distance. First they saw the shapes of towering palms rise from the dunes from a distance, then, slowly, smaller shapes of tents, stone buildings and at last the glittering surface of the water of the oasis. Linna huffed and sped up, devouring swathes of sand and desert beneath her paws, a small storm forming behind her as magic gathered to make her go even faster. Eli blinked and in between blinks her ride covered hundreds of feet, sinking her claws into compacted dirt to stop and avoid crashing into a tent from sheer excitement and eagerness. Dust gathered here and there but failed to penetrate the shield covering the entire area, keeping the oasis clean and tidy.

Eli was shocked at the sight of a perfect oasis, unsure that it was even real as the entire concept of the Taravanne desert conflicted so much with the mere notion of a safe place made by nature. However, the tents were real, the compacted soil and the flutter of leaves in the wind, the sounds of the water lapping at the rocks and the chirping of a couple of lonely birds felt far too authentic to be mirages. The tents were furnished inside with rich carpets taken straight out of the Palace, furniture of carved mahogany, pillows of a hundred different sizes. All was dominated by a towering arch at the very centre of the oasis, atop which was set a gem that shone every few seconds, like a lighthouse on dry land. Beneath was an arch that spread almost the length of the Queen's body sideways, maybe fifteen feet of stone carefully set to support the crystal. Runes and symbols glowed together with the gem.

"See the intermittent glow? It's not supposed to do that. The supply of power should be constant and not all hiccup-y like that, otherwise the portal does not work." Eli nodded, sure that it must have been as the dragoness said. "I'd ask for help but it's a sensitive machine and you're too early in your training to attempt to align the two ends with my help, much less alone. Please, go ahead and get comfortable by the pier over there, I'll be over shortly." That last sentence was whispered in Eli's ear, the dragoness' hot breath washing over her scales. Eli blushed, knowing exactly what the next hours, if not the next few days, were going to be about and excitement began filling her heart and loins. Linna licked her lips, her snout accidentally brushing against the young herm's sudden erection, drawing in her scent, the thick musk of a lizard in dire need of a bath and not just any bath. "Store your equipment in the tent to the left, you're not going to need anything beyond what your body already has for the rest of our vacation." Again Eli blushed, but this time she began to walk away, turning around and heading for the tent while the dragoness slapped her ass with her tail and went towards the portal and its complex machinery.

Eli felt as if she had forgotten how to take off her clothes, the rush, the excitement, the desperation that had come from days of forced distance between the two of them far too strong for her to be calm and remember the sequence of belts and ties that kept the explorer outfit together. Pants and shirt were haphazardly thrown onto the floor, her groin pouch damp, slick with ridiculous amounts of precum and sweat, days of scent collected inside. She took a sniff of her body and huffed: she reeked of travelling, a weird, complex mix of constant arousal, of sweat and marching, dozens of scents for dozens of different places, mixing in a lewd concoction. Eli walked out of the tent fully hard, already waiting for the time she'd be beneath her queen once again, unable and unwilling to make her flagging shaft to calm down. The young lizard left a trail of pre behind, droplets and bigger spurts following her like a crumb trail, from the tent all the way to the pier beside a gigantic rock. She passed tents upon tents, some empty, some full, one even equipped with a sauna and all carrying the thick, heavy scent of the dragoness, as if they had been used to clothe her body and the musk had stuck so strongly nothing could take it off. It was exactly like being at the palace, surrounded by her presence even while she was not there at all, wrapped in a blanket of dragon musk and love. Much like at the palace, Eli was hard and naked, but this time almost completely alone, her arousal for her and only her, a moment of privacy, of quiet. She hadn't had any of that in so long, she never had the chance to be naked and free in her entire life, and as much as Eli missed her new friends, the dozens of warm smiles and warmer bodies that demanded her attention and begged to give back even more, she felt that being alone like that for a bit was... good. She liked it.

The young herm stood at the edge of the pier, feet grazing the surface of the water, ripples forming under her toes from time to time as she dipped them in and out. It was peaceful until the ripples grew in size and depth, quickly followed by heavy thumping steps that she recognised immediately. Her heart fluttered like the first time she had seen the Queen on the terrace all over again as her form appeared, majestic and graceful. Eli stood up and waited, her shaft twitching just as eagerly as its owner. Linna grinned at the sight and turned around, letting her pupil gaze upon her own erection, just as hard, just as throbbing, tens of times more massive, hefty and needy as the lizard's. Both huffed, letting their cocks free to wobble, sway and bounce as distance was closed. Eli was picked up and placed upon a pillow that floated from a tent, immediately silenced before she could even speak by a deep, needy kiss. Linna breathed heavily, slowly losing all control of herself after days of complete abstinence, the sight of a cute little morsel so close and yet so far utterly far was downright painful for her. Her tongue filled Eli's mouth, their kiss passionate but oh so messy, chaotic, desperate as both let out all of their pent up energies and countless hours' worth of unmet desires. Eli let her queen overpower her, merely hanging on to that massive muzzle and waiting. An eternity had to pass before Linna pulled back and let her breathe, Eli left panting and trembling, unable to do anything but wait for the next assault.

And yet it did not come, or rather, not in the form that she thought: Linna looked beneath and then opened her mouth, swallowing Eli's entire crotch in an avalanche of tongue. The lizard mewled, writhing in untold pleasure as the dragoness slathered her crotch in saliva and heat, her cock beyond hard, surrounded by a hot and nimble tongue, milked with a need and desire that demanded to be met immediately. Still, Eli bit her lips and held back, grasping at the dragoness' muzzle while she bathed her sack in slick saliva, attempting to coax all of its contents out at once, as she coiled that tongue around her shaft ten times over, as all of her pre was greedily swallowed and further fuelled the queen's thirst. Almost as if every drop that she swallowed that was not cum made her more needy, more desperate, hornier and more pent up. The ground beneath was starting to get soaked in dragon pre, buckets and then tubs of the sticky stuff just flowing out of Linna's shaft, her flare gouging the soil, small rivers mixing with the water of the oasis. If anyone were to see this, to see a queen in the body of a massive dragon, with an erection the length of a cart left unattended, forgotten as it hosed the ground in more pre every other second than some people produce in a lifetime, hell bent on making a small, diminutive, moaning lizard cum, they'd be shocked. The air around was turning heated, sweat poured as one fought against the need to cum and the other to feel their mouth slosh with her lover's seed, both knowing full well the outcome and still fighting as long as needed.

Eli mewled and bent forward, grabbing onto Linna's muzzle, taking charge for a few last moments, humping her queen's maw, her cock sliding over the royal tongue, spreading more of her flavour all over it, throbbing faster and harder until she just couldn't thrust one more time and froze. Linna's eyes widened and she cradled the lizard's balls with her tongue again, massaging them and coaxing shot after shot after shot. What collected in her mouth were not mere droplets, but almost entire gallons of pure spunk, Eli's sack having swollen and grown to near-draconic levels after that lewdly impossibly injection of royal cum straight down her shaft. Eli came and came and when she heard Linna swallow and go back for more came a little harder still, her cock jumping with joy. A minute later, she was let go but not given any time to rest as Linna kissed her again, now sharing the taste of her lover's junk, sharing cum and salty flesh. She accepted the gift and drank her very own taste with joy and deepening lust.

"For foreplay that was... suitable." Linna licked her lips and rolled on her side, baring a sticky, precum coated shaft aimed right at Eli, bathing her feet and legs in the same stuff, long thick bridges connecting that fat flare to her pupil. "But I'll need much more from you if you're to make up for me holding back for nearly a week." She spoke with a palpable need that made Eli shiver with even deeper arousal, as if a god had come down and demanded to be worshipped. Saying she had been looking forward to it was almost an insult. Eli threw herself atop the dragoness' balls, arms open and burying her snout in between the deep chasm of her orbs, immediately drawing a needy huff of the massive swells. She shivered all over again, her cock rubbing against them, sharing heat and salty oils. Her moans of utter bliss for being virtually glued to the dragoness' sack, for being swallowed by her scent and her heat and the sheer size of her maleness throbbing at arm's length away. But Linna did not let her enjoy nor bask not lick, instead she lifted Eli with magic and pulled her away. "Oh my dear, I have much better things waiting for you today, I have spent days getting your body strong enough and now I will help you reach your very limit." Eli mewled, still desperately aiming for the dragoness' nuts, her cock hard to the point it almost hurt, her own sack fuller than it had been moments before as if that mere couple seconds spent huffing glued to the queen had refuelled and recharged her. Linna chuckled and stood up, smiling with unbridled lust as she moved the desperate lizard back to where she had been, slipping her entire body beneath her sack. Eli moaned in joy, words failing her. "Now my dear... enjoy." A dragon's entire body and bulk crashing down on anything would normally be a tragedy, a calamity, knowing just how much power they can pack in a single charge. And yet when Linna lowered herself down, her sack crashed upon her pupil, swallowing her in a literal roiling, churning wall of dragon balls, it only felt right. "Oh lords above..." Linna bit her lips as Eli grabbed, licked, humped, sniffed.

She was as close to heaven as she might have been in her entire life, nothing else seemed to matter but the overbearing, soft, heavy mass of churning sack pressing her into the ground. No amount of light came through, everywhere she touched she felt scales, coated in slick oils, everything she felt was either ground or balls, everything she breathed in reeked of dragon lust and cum, everything she tasted was salty scales and dense, thick musk, so dense and concentrated after a mere half a minute it felt like a paste rolling on her tongue, a flavour and a scent so impossibly dense she had to chew it. Eli hugged the dragoness' nuts, swathes of balls in her embrace and still there was more, her cock slick with her precum and the sweat soaking those scales. Her orgasm arrived fast, her lust so thoroughly riled up that she could do nothing but give in and sniff, lick, touch, hump, grind and be smothered by what must have been literal tonnes of nuts, scales and cum ready to be unleashed upon her. Her own spunk lubed herself, the heat seeping into her body and stiffening her arousal further, the next orgasm just as strong, just as powerful, just as messy and potent as the one before within a couple minutes. At the same time it was also getting harder to think, the concentration of ball sweat and musk and lizard cum in the small pocket of air so strong Eli felt herself almost melt into the warmth of her queen's sack. Until fresh air rushed in and made her come to her senses again, only to be once again smothered in tonnes of nut. Linna moaned loudly herself, her cock aching in need, watching as motes of light concentrated around the young lizard, feeding her powers and charging her up. Even though the mere feeling of such devoted worship, of the eagerness with which Eli attempted to encompass and take the entirety of her sack in was most delicious, the dragoness' plans were on a much bigger scale. Cum and sweat dripped back down on the small lizard once she lifted her boulders from the ground a second time, her little pupil almost sunken in a depression formed by the sheer weight of those nuts, slick with the same fluids dripping from her scales.

Linna licked her lips and dropped her swollen sack somewhere else, helping Eli to get up, supporting her as musk so impossibly dense assaulted that she could not stand still. Despite gallons of spunk spilled, the lizard's own swollen nads were taut, round, full, heavy, churning loudly and with a growing need to empty themselves. Linna pressed her snout against them and huffed, drawing in so much air and scent that she lifted those heavy orbs with the suction force alone, over and over until she just couldn't take it anymore. The titanic dragoness' eyes rolled back and her cock jumped, twitched and then swelled, a rush of spunk splattering against the ground, her belly, her front and all over Eli as the overbearing stench of dragon nuts mixed with the scent of an impossibly horny lizard brought a queen to orgasm. Days spent so impossibly pent up showed themselves as spunk almost as thick as glue coated swathes of dirt, her flare gouging the ground, wide as a shield, her nuts taut and tougher than steel as tens and dozens, if not hundreds, of gallons of spunk flowed out of them. Eli mewled, joining the queen in her pleasure as the heavy musk, the salty scent of cum overpowered everything around them and tides lapped at her feet before mixing with the water of the oasis. Her sizeable shaft rested atop Linna's snout, between her nostrils, nose glued to the base of her throbbing cock to keep huffing and huffing.

That intense orgasm lasted easily seven straight minutes and by the end both were far hornier and pent up than before, one thanks to her almost divine body and the other fuelled by magic, energies rushing into her to strengthen herself unconsciously thanks to days of secret training. Eli didn't even need to focus to make sure that her powers aided her, she simply had to breathe, to take in all those scents and that lovely musk, for her to have the energy and reserves to go another round and then ten more after that.

"Gods you've turned me into a mess..." Linna nuzzled Eli's nuts once more before pushing her to the ground, taking a couple steps so that her immense shaft smothered her. "I haven't blown a load that big for so little in... gods it feels like entire centuries..." The dragoness let out a throaty growl. "And it still is not enough Eli... you've... you've got to make up for it, you know that right?"

"Oh lords above..." Eli hugged her queen's cock, losing herself in its warmth as it spanned her entire body and then some more, a pillar of flesh looming over her. She licked it, moaning at the stronger, far more concentrated taste: days spent stewing in that sheath, impossible amounts of pre soaking into it, days of restraint out of need all billowing out at once. She felt it ooze its flavour out: cinnamon, the scent of campfires, sweet and spicy and with hints of charred wood, a concoction almost as unnatural as it was arousing. "Ye-yes..." Eli's eyes glowed with power, the gaps between the scales of her hands shining in a pale yellow, growing stronger as a thin layer of energy coated them.

"Good... yes that's very good Eli..." Linna's eyes widened and her grin wavered in pleasure as formless energy gathered around her flare and medial ring, growing more and more dense. "Make your teacher proud!" Her words pushed her pupil deeper into a trance, her unconscious mind gathering more power, her body growing stronger at the same time to bear the brunt of it all as two pairs of disembodied hands shimmered into existence and squeezed upon the royal cock. "Ah! Ssssso very good my pet..." The dragoness shivered all over, her shaft still sensitive from the orgasm barely two minutes before, her flare half swollen, her knot twitching with a dull throb. "Work that cock..."

She bit her lip and thrust forward, her cock slid over Eli, feet upon feet of steel hard cockflesh rubbing against her, smearing oils and salt all over the small thing along with buckets of freshly spilled precum. The dragoness huffed and puffed, half worried that she'd lose control again but far too engrossed in the feeling of her pupil's magic stroking, teasing, squeezing, kneading her shaft with such skill... Linna roared, picking up the pace, her balls twitching and heaving, pulling taut over and over and over again with every squeeze of her flare, with every long, gentle caress of her bulging underside as the magic hands traced the flow of each shot of precum from her sack to her yawning cum pipe. Eli seemed oblivious to this, her own mind far too deep in the lovely wall of cock above her, pressed into the ground, sandwiched between hard soil and harder dragonflesh, the throbs of her queen's heart palpable through the skin, the veins beneath dancing with heated blood. Her nose was full of musk, her tongue unable to taste anything but cock and more cock, precum washing it clean only for more of that overbearing flavour, that thick almost paste-like, syrupy taste that oozed from the very core of the dragoness' spire. Eli came again, her grip upon the towering pillar strengthening, making the queen groan in pleasure as the magical hands squeezed her flare and knot, halting the flow of precum just long enough for the next shot to barrel through the entire ten foot length and topple a tent only to cover it in tens and tens of gallons of pre.

And then the dragoness mewled, giggling and losing all sorts of regal composure in a split second as what felt like a dozen tongues started to lick her flesh, all the way from her flare to her tailhole and vent. She halted for a moment, lifting her leg and cock to watch Eli as her eyes glowed a deep rich yellow and her entire being radiated such strong, deep, abyssal lust that it felt almost impossible but that concern vanished as the tongues resumed licking, her cum pipe teased and worshipped in ways she hadn't felt in years, not when she didn't have a horde of willing servants around, not when she only had one horny lizard beneath her. Linna froze in place, her muscles bulging as she struggled to stand up as her junk was assaulted by tongues, hands, teased beyond reason: her nuts were licked, massaged gently, her tailhole spread wide and worshipped by formless beings, her vent pierced by thin digits that traced her silken folds and lapped the rivers of sticky honey flowing from deep inside her sex, her cock stroked, her knot squeezed, her flare caressed and her cum pipe filled by even more hands. Eli mewled and moaned beneath, echoed and overpowered by the dragoness above, her magic growing stronger with every beat of her heart until the queen became as still as stone.

Linna breathed deeply and then roared, sand kicking up around them like a bomb had gone off, her knot swelling double its already imposing size, her flare harder than steel. As her balls tightened, squeezed and churned loudly enough to make the water shake and slosh, the dragoness gave herself in to the young lizard's ministrations, pleasure bubbling up akin to a volcano about to erupt. Her own magic shimmered to life, purple mist caressing Eli's sack and cock, a disembodied vent identical to her own swallowing eighteen inches of throbbing lizard shaft. Linna huffed, her vent spreading wide around an invisible shape, her magic creating a copy of Eli's maleness that was going deeper and deeper, linking their bodies together, letting them feel each other in ways no living being had the right to. The lizard arched her back and began thrusting into the magical pussy, the invisible shaft inside Linna pulling back and crashing upon her cervix as if being penetrated by a dragon of equal size.

"Oh yes Eli... mmmmhh yes fuck your queen!" Linna humped against the air, her own cock rubbing against the smaller herm. Eli felt every inch and crevice inside the dragoness' vent, every squeeze of her walls around her cock despite not being even close to the real thing, sensations and movements perfectly transcribed through magic so that each of them felt the other despite differences in size. "Gods you're big..." Linna's vent was stretched wide around her pupil's length, the girth of such a big shaft multiplied proportionately to her body, meaning that if Eli was to be of the same size as the dragoness, things would pan out exactly the same. Were an observer be placed behind the rutting queen's backside, above the churning, swelling sack that was sinking deeper into the ground, beneath a slick and puffy tailhole, they'd be able to see the very depths of the queen, her innermost passage and her most prized treasure. "Mmmmhhh yessssss..." Linna picked up her pace, breeding the air and smothering Eli even more, the lizard virtually glued to her cock as she fucked the simulacrum of the dragoness' vent.

The titanic shaft filled all the space beneath Linna's belly, all of it throbbing as it closed in on another cataclysmic release, the dragoness' mouth latched around it, her tongue joining the chaotic chorus of tongues and smaller hands dancing all around it. She drank hundreds of gallons of precum till her belly began to pin down the monstrous shaft they were coming out of, a paunch sloshing with salty fluids that just kept on piling onto each other, more and more. Time lost any meaning for a while, both of them giving in to the sensations they provided for each other, tongues, hands, mouths, hard cocks frotting, precum spilling without end in sight. Eli once again reached her climax, the throbbing, the twitching within the royal vent bringing the queen to orgasm herself, together. Linna felt the shots hammering against her cervix, the gallons splattering and dripping out of her passage despite not a drop having hit the pink silken walls. At the same time she manifested her own cock against the lizard's tailhole, the disembodied pillar of ebony cockflesh hammering at her insides, the bubbling of precum making the little lizard's belly bloat as if she was being bred herself. Eli felt the royal muff squeeze around her like a vice as she moaned and writhed, her shaft inside a tight and slick vent while also frotting against a veritable pillar of steel hard dragonflesh. The young herm felt every drop of cum rush out of the boulders that were Linna's nuts, every twitch and loud splatter as a flood of immense proportions once more erupted from a flare the size of a tower shield, rope after rope after rope, each titanic shot wider than her thighs, lasting dozens of seconds at a time without losing any strength before being replaced by more and more. Feeling the cum rushing out of those boulders, through the thick cock and then into her own guts brought Eli to half a dozen orgasms back to back, her sack still fat, still heavy and still growing in size and with ever heavier cargo.

Linna slumped on the ground, her magic fading, her vent closing as the ethereal cock filling her vanished at the same time as the simulacrum of her backside finally let Eli's cumshots splatter against her own tits. The other herm also lost grip on her spells: hands vanished and tongues shimmered out of existence, leaving only a pair of twitching bodies writhing in pleasure endlessly, rubbing against each other, cum coating everything for yards around them, the stench of cocks, balls and sweat so impossibly dense that normal air felt like a blessings from the heavens.

Linna grabbed her pupil and kissed her, a broad tongue heavy with the taste of cock sharing fluids and flavours with the smaller one, pulling her closer just enough to place Eli right in the middle of her cumshots, gallons splattering against her ass, filling her up as that cock surged and the cumslit kissed a small, diminutive but elastic tailhole. Eli mewled and kissed her queen harder as spunk finally rushed inside her gut, bloating her belly as if she was actually being bred by the massive dragoness, while she was merely sitting on her flare, her legs wrapped around it. Shot followed shot for more minutes, Eli's belly bloating fatter and fatter, her stomach soon crammed full of dragon batter, her tailhole swollen and lubed to the point she felt like she could take on that flare and manage to feel it scrape her insides. The water of the oasis had turned cloudier, cum rushing inside, untold gallons spilled from both, more than enough to fill the pool of the royal palace and yet neither had flagged or lost any size or heft. Despite cumming till their legs gave up and their lungs hurt, both Linna and Eli were impossibly hard and pent up still, their cocks rubbing against each other, sharing heat, spunk, pre and beads of sweat.

"More..." Eli almost begged, but it was half a statement, telling her teacher and queen that she had more to give, and half a demand, her body demanding more pleasure, still starved and eager to find new heights. Her thighs squeezed the royal flare and earned her another shot that joined the churning sea inside her guts, the rest splattering against her undertail and legs, cooling down ever so slightly over minutes as the two simply laid there, kissing, frotting and enjoying the afterglow of several orgasms stacked on top of the previous ones. "Please... more..."

"You are... insatiable..." Linna grinned and nuzzled the small lizard. "Truly you have dragon blood in you." That statement made Eli blush and shrink a little. "Only a dragon of great power and endless lust would ever think of conjuring hands and tongues to jerk off another dragon." Her giggles reverberated over the cummy sand and churning waters of the oasis, next to nothing hadn't been tainted by the dragoness' orgasm, or rather, nothing that stood in front of her. The scent however, was far more spread out, still dense, still heavy, but touching everything within the barrier that kept the storms out. "I love that."

"Thanks Linna." Eli kissed the bridge of the massive snout and dismounted from her throbbing seat, cum dripping in buckets from her tailhole. Linna waited for a few moments wondering what her small lover would do and when she saw her grab her paws and shove her cock in between the gap of her toes, she curled them and squeezed. "Oh lords..."

"Insatiable... perverted... virile..." Linna froze her pupil in place, rendering her helpless as she dragged her cum soaked paw over that stiff lizard cock, sometimes sandwiching it between a soft belly and soft pads, sometimes using the gaps to stroke and make her moan, sometimes pulling back and watching it throb as she pressed her foot to Eli's face and let her huff, lick, moan and moan some more, only to restart the cycle over and over again, bringing her to even more orgasms, making her paws messier only to have them cleaned by an eager tongue. "More dragon than that it's hard to get..." The dragoness licked her lips as Eli mewled, shots of fresh cum spilling between the tight gap of her toes, rivers dripping on her scales, pads and joining the roiling sea beneath. "Tasty too..." The queen licked her toes, huffing and sucking them as she did so, drawing in the scent of cock and cum, her still hard cock twitching and begging for more attention. "Well my dear... we've got days left to our vacation now that the portal is fixed, which brings me to one of the most important questions I'll make to you while you're under my service." Eli gulped and nodded, ready for anything her queen would ask. "Would you like me to sit on your face or would you prefer to make out with my fat flare?" The dragoness grinned lewdly as Eli's cock twitched and spilled more pre onto her paws. "Of course... you can choose both since we've got aaaaalllll the time in the world and I'll make sure your fat nuts are always full for me to enjoy..." Eli gulped again and mewled, her toes grabbing that shield-sized flare and pulling herself closer before planting her own cock against it, flare against flare, sinking into that cum pipe ever so slightly once again. Both moaned loudly, both pulled the other closer, both needing more and more.

"Both of course."