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The sun setting below the mountain tops cast a cooling shade over Sly as he trudged up the steep slope towards the peaks before him. The smell of pines filled his senses, glancing to the side as a small goat began scaling a rocky cliff, their family up above watching it with care, giving little noises of encouragement. He would have smiled at the sight of it if it wasn’t for the apprehension of knowing what he was going to have to overcome ahead. At the thought of this, he pulled the backpack around his shoulders a little closer, trying to ignore the strain it took on his limbs especially from having to climb up so high. Still, he pushed on, holding onto his wits as he thought over his game plan while the clouds rolled by overhead. ‘Alright. I can do this. He should be asleep now so I just have to sneak in while he’s unaware.’

In addition to the trees around him, the scent of rain looming in the air reminded him he should be fast about this so as to not have to walk home in a storm. He had dressed for more of a hike than anything else. He didn’t have the expenses to buy some sort of sturdy armor to protect against a creature like he was about to face but after this, he hoped things would change for the better. Sly had heard of the bountiful treasure that lay within the cavern above and had organized a thorough plan to make sure of its success. Now all he had to do was carry it out.

By the time he reached the large crack in the cliff face and the wind threatened to slice at his form, he slowed himself and took a deep breath as he turned around to gaze over the valley and the town he called home far below. “Okay, let’s do this.” With a brisk nod and cracking of his knuckles, he started towards the entrance of the cavern, the large crevice in the rock widening as it got closer to the ground into a large entrance, the sharp edges of the rocks seeming to warn him of what lay within. He shivered slightly, knowing this wouldn’t be easy, but it would be worth it in the end.

As he took the first few steps inside, feeling the darkness overcome him, he listened out keenly for the sound of breathing further inside and felt a rush of relief as he was met with silence. Feeling somewhat braver he continued forwards, letting his eyes adjust to the dim light within as he progressed. Despite not being able to pick up any sort of noise resonating deeper inside the cave, the smell of sulfur hit his nose as he ventured further, the scent of his flames reminding him that this was a beast he should be afraid of even now. Gulping quietly he then rounded a corner in the long tunnel, his eyes widening at the display before him.

The small passage had widened into a large dome with stone spires on either side of the creature in the middle. Above it all, a stream of moonlight filtered in from a small hole in the roof above, water dripping down the opening into a small puddle to the right of him. But it was there in the middle that the real reward was found. An enormous pile of treasure, stacked high upon one another, gold and gems of all sizes, glittering wonderfully before his eyes as they seemed to call out for him to take them. He’d never seen so much wealth and yet even as he stared at the miraculous answer to all his worries, the biggest worry of all remained atop the hoard.

Resting on his stolen treasures was a western dragon, his ebony scales acting as a black mass over the immaculate jewels he slept on. He puffed out in a throaty huff as he lay there, his wings pulled to his sides with his face resting in the coins beneath him. He bore a crown of horns around the back of his head, spikes covering the backbone of him with a long tail at his rear. Sly couldn’t help but notice the spikes that protruded from the tip of his appendage, knowing they could easily pierce his skin if he didn’t get what he wanted sooner rather than later. To make it all stand out though, he bore the markings of what he would have assumed to be claw marks if they weren’t glowing a soft red. The blood markings covering his hide and under his eyes seemed to mimic his breaths, watching it for a moment in curiosity before clearing his mind and creeping towards the objects.

The soft sound of his steps seemed to clack louder than ever in such a still silence, swearing the beast would wake up at any minute. He could feel his muscles tensing, trying to walk on the tips of his sneakers as he bent down and reached out for an expensive-looking cluster of crystals near the dragon’s side. He then paused, remembering his backpack, slowly pulling it off his back and setting it before him. Then he slowly began unzipping the opening, one little zzzziiiip at a time causing him to cringe as he looked up at the terrifying beast. It was huge, nearly four times his size, his well-built frame expanding and contracting as Sly finally pulled the backpack open.

With careful hands he slowly began taking one crystal after another, collecting the bigger pieces of gold in hopes of gathering as much wealth as possible. He had promised to avoid stealing the smaller coins as those could jingle in his bag and awaken the dragon as he was trying to leave and that wouldn’t be worth it. It didn’t matter anyway, the gems alone would earn him a fortune, grasping expensive necklaces and the like before his bag was nearly full. He could feel a little relief to have gotten this far without disturbing the dragon, standing up as he considered leaving now. But it was then that something caught his eyes, resting within the claws of the beast.

His serrated talons lay heavily over a black orb, a soft blue swirl within moving of its own accord. Seeing this, he let out a soft breath, heart racing as he stepped closer to the forepaw. Now that he focused on it, he swore he could hear soft voices from within whispering to him in a language he couldn’t understand. It had… a pull that he couldn’t explain, promising himself that after he’d gotten that he would leave. He knew of magical items and the wizards who would cast them, but objects imbued with magic? Those were priceless and having that might not just make him rich, but also powerful. Whatever it was he needed it, and now was his only chance to take it.

He gave a soft crack of his neck, holding his breath as he then leaned out to it. Only the tips of his claws lay over the object, presuming he must have been holding onto it as he went to sleep. He wouldn’t be able to retrieve it without having his claw move, making him stop once more as his mind screamed at him to leave and take what he had. But his heart said otherwise, greed and curiosity getting the better of him as he pressed forward until his finger finally touched the surface of the crystal ball.

It was then that as he touched the object, the voices became louder, like invisible wisps swirling around his mind, unable to drown them out. Putting him into a state of alarm, he quickly pulled out the orb from his grasp, holding his breath as he prayed he wouldn’t notice. It was immediately heavier than he’d expected, letting out a yelp as he lurched forward from it before falling onto his face in the gold. He let out a soft groan before cutting himself off, the clattering of coins falling over one another as he fell among them sending a chill up his spine. It was only as the sound of rumbling reached his ears that his heart dropped, the hot breath of the creature cascading over him as the dragon twisted his head around to face the location of the disturbance. It was only then that his scaly eyes pried open, his slitted pupil gazing over at his talons before widening and turning to glare directly at the intruder: Sly.

His gaze bore into his soul, a deep growl growing in his throat as his body shifted and wings flared dominantly over his throne of riches. The fire in his eyes flared a dark red with pools of orange lava flickering inside, snout pulling back to show his jagged teeth, able to bite him in two with ease. Only then as the dragon slowly awoke and the human moved and fell on his back, dropping the orb where he grabbed it, did the beast speak in an unsettlingly smooth voice, “What’s this? Another thief breaking into my home to steal from me?” He then raised a paw, standing up taller in his pile, causing gold to cascade down the sides of it as he moved before the forepaw slammed down onto Sly’s chest, causing a breath of air to rush out of him, the claws of the dragon pressing against his shirt and skin beneath, “I think not!”

His vast wings stood over him, the rays of the moon above plastering his dark form in light, reflecting off his brilliant scales. The red markings along his body now glowed brightly, tail lashing side to side as he held the human below him. The creature then looked to the side at the human’s backpack, snarling at the sight before letting out a jet of flame. The fabric burst into fire a moment after, the heat against his side as he watched helplessly with a whimper before the press of the dragon's talons drew his attention back to him. The scaled beast tilted its head, leaning down so his muzzle was mere inches from Sly’s, his head able to easily fit inside those sharp jowls if the dragon willed it. “Tell me, what is a thief like you doing all the way up here? You bear no mark of the king or armor of knights.”

As he growled, a mysterious red mist billowed out from his nostrils and mouth, like thick wisps of clouds trailing out and around him. It moved at his breath, an intoxicating whiff of it causing him to cough at the strong smell. The dragon smiled at the sight, glaring deeply as he lowered his wings back down, eyeing him keenly. Sly could feel his heart beating out of his chest, so exposed now as the smoke began covering the floor of the room like a thick haze. The maroon-colored fog surrounded the head of the dragon, pierced only by the white rays of the moon cascading over his face, looking like some sort of devil as he sneered, “Who are you, little one?”

Once he realized the dragon was waiting for a response, trying to hold his breath as much as he could to prevent himself from breathing the haze, he responded in a stuttering voice, “I-I’m sorry, Great One. I didn’t mean to d-disturb you!” He felt his throat tighten at the sight of the creature, such a magnificent and powerful beast now angered with him.

“And yet you meant to steal from my home? Did you really think you’d be able to leave unnoticed?” He looked over the boy, the both of them glancing over at his backpack to find it already charred and breaking apart as the crackle of the flames licked at the bottom of it, the jewels once inside now spilling out of the broken remains. He then turned back to look at him, asking again. “What is your name?”

“I- I’m Sly!”

“Heh, Sly? Well isn’t that a fitting name for a thief.” He chuckled, a devious grin on his face as he tapped a claw right on his collar bone thoughtfully. The moment seemed to drag on for minutes, the dragon sizing him up with his eyes before speaking again, “Tell me, Sly… What are you really here for? I know you came here for the treasure below me, but I can sense another desire inside you…” He then leaned forward, his snout resting above his claws on the human's chest, puffing out a long jet of the dark red steam from his nostrils, forcing it into his face. Sly whimpered, taking in another breath of it as he started feeling light-headed, the massive creature forcing him to drink it down as he tried to contemplate what he was getting at.

But then, for some reason, he could feel the fear that had been raging in his mind so prominently before starting to feel somewhat… dull. Distant. His brain continued to try and grasp at the fear as it was the only logical thing to do in a circumstance like this, to hold it close, but as this happened another opportunity inside him seemed to present itself. One he couldn’t place. The dragon seemed to notice this, amused at the confused expression of the human as he continued, “You know, over the years I’ve had many who have tried to steal my beloved throne, all seeking wealth beyond compare. But yet, none of them escaped, at least not without me noticing.” He then raised his head, gazing over him and around the room. “I must admit though, it has been quite a while since the last intruder. Most seemed to have grown wiser to not attack my home and yet… here you come, a helpless whelping hoping to achieve what no other knight or mage has done before you? Pathetic.”

Sly blinked at the uncertainty in his mind, still overwhelmed by terror yes, but also somewhat at ease as whatever was happening to him seemed to help him relax. ‘What’s going on? I should be scared right now… But then, why do I feel like I’m overreacting?’ He gulped, drinking in another deep breath of the toxins covering the ground in the cave. He then whispered out in response, looking down at the creature’s paw. “I’m sorry…”

“What was that?” The dragon huffed, eyes fixed onto his, the anger seeming to quell slightly as a smoother voice began to replace it.

“I said… I-I’m sorry. I… I don’t have a choice anymore.” He admitted in a choked voice, thinking of his current situation before shaking his head to try and clear it. Yet even as he put those thoughts to the past, the unfamiliar comfort of the fog washed over his mind, like a wave swaying against the beach, pushing his fear further and further back with each breath.

“Hmm, is that so?” He asked in his dark tone, the trailing smoke around him complimenting his markings as he looked down at the discarded orb Sly had tried to steal before continuing, “I usually eat whoever dares to invade my home but… After such a long time being alone, I think I can make an exception this time. One that you will find… enticing.~” He then raised the object, gazing over the wisps within the void before breathing out a large plume onto it. Then, with a surprising hum, the orb came to life, the colors within shifting to match the hue of his fumes, swirling around into the shape of a bipedal dragon in the center. Without warning the orb then began what he could only describe as pulsing, a soft thump like a heart causing the smoke around it to dissipate if only for a moment.

It was only then that something began to feel different about his face. He could feel some sort of rough tugging at his jaw and cheeks, the air around seeming to almost pull at his body. He let out a loud yelp at the sensation, groaning and grunting as he began to struggle wildly as a seemingly invisible force took control. He clawed at the talons over his chest, wiggling his feet to try and kick at the beast, but it was all to no avail. Instead, he could only watch as his face began to lengthen, a snout slowly forming between the center of his vision. As he did so though, the voice that came forth from Sly’s mouth slowly began shifting into a higher pitch, making the crying of terror in the back of his mind bang against the layers of fog hiding it away, reminding him how wrong this was.

He wasn’t sure when it had started, but as he glanced down at his hands he let out a wail in shock at the claws that were forming where his nails once were along with patches of black scales pressing out from his flesh, overlapping one another. He screamed out, desperately trying to break free, “Please, no stop it! I’m sorry, I’ll go! Let me go!”

The dragon watched on in delight, licking his lips at the sight of the transformation, “No, I don’t think I will. You wanted to get to see my throne up close, so now you’ll get to see it every day. Besides, you’ll come to enjoy this new form of yours in no time, I assure you.~”

Everything was happening so fast it was hard to keep track of, the feeling of his rear growing sore as something sprouted from below, his pants straining against the new limb before it was forced down so the new appendage could press out above the beltline. Before he knew it, the scales had grown over nearly his whole form, pants feeling uncomfortably tight as their thighs seemed to thicken as well. He glanced to his side to see what he could only assume to be his tail pressing out from under him, his mind going wild at the sight. ‘Fuck, there’s no way. This is really happening…’

It was only as the completion of the changes grew closer that he felt soreness in his nipples, his shirt straining against two new mounds of scales beneath it. He gasped at the sight, not wanting to believe what he was seeing as they grew bigger until eventually settled, barely held within with his hard nips poking through the thin fabric. It was followed by an orgasmic shift between his legs, throwing his head back in unexpected pleasure as waves of bliss coursed through him. He could feel the cloud of mist gaining ground on his mind as he focused on the excitement, grasping onto that and shifting it into the forefront of his mind as his member inside slowly began shrinking.

After it had finished, he was left panting on his back, reaching a hand into his underwear to whimper in embarrassment at the slick pair of lips now laying between his thighs. He traced over where his balls used to be and his cock, but all that was there was a vagina, her new clit sending a rush of sugar into her veins before she stopped herself, realizing exactly what had happened before she even said it.

“There we are! Look at you, so much prettier as a female kobold.~” He then moved his talon slightly to rub over each of her nips, making her whimper back before biting her lip and yelling back.

“Stop it! Why did you do this to me? I don’t… I don’t…” And yet for some reason, she couldn’t find it in herself to say it, to deny the fact of how arousing this felt despite the horrible situation she was in. ‘What’s wrong with me?’

“Don’t worry, little one. You’ll come to love it in time. Besides, I think your body is already saying otherwise.” He took in a deep whiff, leaning his muzzle down to her crotch, giving a soft growl as he lifted his paw off of her body and commanded her, nudging her pants, “Now, get rid of this. This will only get in the way of what is to come. I assume you don’t want it ripped, do you?”

She felt a flush of heat in her scaled cheeks, lying below the large beast as he told her to disrobe. “No, I’m not doing anything you say! You aren’t in control of me!”

“Oh, is that so?” He chuckled, staring down at her as she tried to crawl out from under him before he planted a paw on her chest once more. Then he turned his head around to grab something within the pile of treasure, bringing forth a thin strap of leather with ruby gems adorning the object. He then brought it over to her with his other paw, letting her get a good look at it as she drank in his mist reluctantly, “Perhaps you need some more convincing then…” Then, with a glow of his eyes, the orb before him suddenly took hold of some of the smoke, coiling it around one another until they formed wispy tendrils. They gripped each side of the accessory, moving to Sly’s neck as she shook her head in retaliation before it clipped it around the back snugly.

He then leaned down once more, tracing right under the leather on her neck at the soft scales, sending horrible shivers through her chest, “So pretty. How do you like your new collar, my plaything?~”

She opened her mouth to try and yell back, but instead let out a gasp as a warm aura began emanating from the object. It felt like a tingling feeling, a numbing sensation spreading across her form, creating a euphoric feeling to course through her body. She felt lost in the embrace of the collar, soothing her mind as the fog began clouding her thoughts and replacing them with something else. She blinked as she looked down at his paw and over herself, confused as to what she was saying as a lustful pulsing between her legs called her to obey. “Wait… What am I doing?”

He smiled at her confusion, lifting his paw before brushing one of the talons softly on the side of her snout in a caring tone, “It’s alright hun, I know what you really want. It can be confusing at first but follow my orders and I promise you’ll be happy. First, let’s get these clothes off you. I can smell your need.” She could feel the distant pang of something in her mind, a resilience that she couldn’t understand. She could feel how horny she’d become with this dominant male above her, wanting to give her the pleasure she deserved. If she was his pet, then why was she resisting?

As her mind swirled in blissful thoughts, her hands slowly began to pull off her shirt, sitting up as he watched her pull it over her shoulders and off her head before throwing it to the stone ground beside them. She then looked over herself, huffing at the sight of her two new breasts standing out on her chest. They moved with soft buoyancy as she threw the shirt, noticing the hardened nipples as she reached a paw down to rub the sensitive nubs. She inhaled sharply at the touch, glancing up in embarrassment at being before him as spikes of excitement traveled down her body to center on her crotch from the touch. She gripped the plumpness of them all, squeezing softly with a blissful sigh before she then moved to unbutton her pants before pulling them over her ankles and throwing them to the side with the top she’d been wearing.

She then stared down at her underwear, still in shock to see no bulge pressing out from how aroused she was, further confirming exactly what she was suspecting to be within. The dragon then tilted his muzzle down, staring at her last piece of clothing, “Well? Don’t make me wait, little ‘bold.” She whimpered softly at the look in his eyes, gripping around the side of the fabric before sliding it over her knees and off her feet, the last article added to the mound of clothes on the left of her. He then made quick work of those as well, breathing a small plume of flame onto the fabrics, forcing her to remain below and watch as her only way to stay clothed and private was taken away from her. She felt so exposed now, naked before him, feeling his hot breath wafting at her pussy.

She reached a paw down and rubbed a digit over the heated lips, marveling at the wetness she was already showing while moaning softly as she pressed one just into the entrance. The dragon interrupted her though as her breath started growing deeper, letting out a rumble of enjoyment, “No, let me quench your desires. Only a male can truly fulfill the needs of their pets.” As the red haze pooled around their bodies, she obediently pulled her arm back, feeling the cool air brushing against it making her realize just how sensitive she was.

Without any warning he then slowly brought his muzzle up to her cunt, taking in another deep breath of her feminine scent before giving soft licks to her inner thighs. She clenched the talons in her back paws, gritting her teeth as she tried not to make any noises, noticing him glance up at her as if he enjoyed her trying to hide it. It was then that his hot tongue gave a long and hard lap over those lips, the soft nubs sending rushes of pleasure through her loins before he flicked the end at her clit, causing her inner walls to clench in need. She exhaled heatedly through her jaws, feeling the scales of his snout against her scaled legs, unable to close them as he forced himself between them to play with her sex.

He then plunged his tongue into her vagina, squeezing over his length as she arched her back in bliss, grabbing onto some of the coins beneath her as he explored her depths. He rolled his tongue inside, grinding against her walls and hitting her G-Spot as the moans inside threatened to burst forth. He growled in excitement at her squirms, his muzzle right against her crotch, unrelenting as he had his fun with her cooch. He made sure to suck softly on her clit as much as he could, being careful of the sensitive flesh while prodding at the entrance to her cervix with the tip of his tongue. It was only after what felt like a few minutes that he withdrew and circled his tongue around her clit, earning his first shrill squeal from her before he pulled back and looked over her form.

She could feel her body awash with lust, eyes glazed over slightly as the fog drove her to crave more from the stranger. He licked the juices from her cunt on his maw, smiling back at the sight of the heated kobold before reaching forward to her breasts and giving them some much-needed attention. He began by circling his tongue around her left nipple, the sensitive gland sparking a nerve she’d never truly felt before inside her brain, amplifying the aura of bliss coursing through her. His appendage traced her areola, saliva coating the area before sucking softly on the end of it. She whimpered hotly in response, arching her back as she was forced to let him have his way, the skin pulling softly. He then moved and gave the other boob some similar treatment, licking and sucking before he released her bosom from his grasp and slowly climbed over her until his snout turned down to face her.

It was then that she felt a slap of something wet against her legs, her head tilting down to moan in shock at the sight of his engorged cock swaying below his hips as he positioned himself over her vagina. She could see the flared tip and plated underside, soft nubs running along the top of his shaft, making her shiver at the thought of what it would feel like. He drew her attention back to him as he added in a rumbly voice, “Oh, I never did tell you my name, did I?” He then hooked a claw under her collar, giving a rough tug to pull her head up close to his eyes as he finished, “I’m Haze, little one. Remember it well because you’ll be spending the rest of your days here beneath my claws.~”

He then released his talon from the leather allowing her to lay back once more before he lowered himself onto her, pressing the tip of his cock against her entrance. She squealed at the feeling, taking in a deep breath to prepare before he gave a dominant growl and pressed inside. She could immediately feel the girth of his tip as he speared into her canal, the feeling causing some pain to ricochet through her as she’d never been bred as a female before. He gave a hot huff of his own at her tightness, pressing further, causing the tip to pop fully inside before the plated underside began grinding within. She could feel the edge of each ridge hitting nerves she never knew she had, talons clenching with an exhale of bliss, parting her maw as he eventually rested inside her with half of his length. She glanced down at it between them, wondering if she’d be able to take the whole thing as he then placed his paw down onto her chest again to keep her still before starting the ritual.

She inhaled quickly once again as those ridges pulled at her walls, the little nubs above rubbing against her G-Spot tantalizingly before he withdrew to the tip and plunged back in once more! He kept a slow pace this time, each inch of him causing waves of honey to coat her veins, filling her mind with deep desire as she lost focus of the world around her and drank in the fog around her like a drug, her heart starting to race. His hips plapped with her softly with each hilt, tip kissing the door to her cervix as his large knot eventually began pressing at her lips with every slap. She let out a whimper at the size of it, praying he’d be gentle at least for now. Still, she couldn’t help but press back, the breeding making her feel so good, so… obedient.

He mimicked her thoughts as he fucked her, his talons keeping her firm below him, “That’s a good sex toy. Rrrrrff. Enjoy this… I haven’t been able to breed a female in years…” His muzzle bore a frustrated look, lips pulled back to reveal teeth with his eyes closed as he focused on enjoying every moment. The pace began to speed up, their musky aroma wafting out among the mist, the once male human now turned into a small female kobold, unable to focus on anything but her master’s cock as he bred her forcefully. Her red hair and body bounced with his thrusts, pushing her slightly with each hump while he attempted to keep his toy from moving too much with his paw.

She glanced down through the bliss, noticing the bulge his dick made in her abdomen as he hilted inside her pussy, showing just how much larger he was before he’d pull out again. It was mesmerizing to watch, the sight of her male genitalia replaced by that of a girl, knowing she would never turn back causing her to for some reason find excitement in that thought, the miasma around her seeming to pet her calmly as if to reward her for realizing her true purpose. The tight collar around her neck remained ever-present as their sounds of fucking began echoing around the cavern, his wings fanning out instinctively as he started to draw closer to his height. She began moaning out loudly as well with every motion, her walls clenching and milking his member eagerly, every inch of her insides alight like a fire, sugar cascading through her groin as her mind was overwhelmed by the feeling.

“You’re going to be the… perfect broodmother!~” He growled out, his breaths coming out in pants as he raised his head up in preparation for his release. She could feel the strong pulses in his cock signaling the deployment of his seed soon to come, his knot hitting harder and harder, attempting to squeeze inside with every thrust. She let out lust-filled whimpers at the ramming of his orbs into her cunt, begging him without even having to think about it, as if her own body was taking control.

“Please, knot me, Master! Give me your eggs!”

She squealed out as he obliged, seemingly pushed over the edge by her words as he then roared loudly into the room, wings flaring around him, a flurry of humps hitting her rapidly before the final slam of his cock caused his large knot to finally press in and POP inside with a lewd Slorp! She cried out in a gasp of pain at the forced entry, but it wasn’t but a moment after that those orbs began grinding against her G-Spot roughly as he softly humped while inside her, his tip pressing into the womb as he orgasmed. His thick load came out in jets, spraying against the back of her chamber with every pulse, coating her in his vile seed. It didn’t die down, his pent-up load seeming to fill her to the brim, guaranteeing she would have his children. ‘Just like a girl… Nothing more than his toy.’

After a few moments, she then began to feel him overflowing, his talons gripping her chest tightly as they threatened to break the scales, his cum pressing into her canal before dripping out around his knot and down over their crotches. She could feel the hot load coating the base of her tail and anus, making her shiver in heat, lost in her own feminine orgasm as he mildly continued dry humping her before the spurts within began to die down. As it did, he then tilted his head back down to her, wings pulling back to his side as he panted hotly. Sly gazed over herself below, blushing deeply at the round belly he’d given her, his seed and cock prominent within her. He then rumbled happily, his tone seeming to shift slightly from the bliss they’d both experienced. “Good girl. I… I think I might have to keep you. You wouldn’t mind right?~”

Instead of resting on her though, he then used his paw to grip her body and flipped onto his side with her, chest-pounding as he began to drift off with her in their afterglow. She found herself unable to argue with him, the puddle of cum on their backside becoming nothing but an afterthought to worry about later as she brought her head forward into his neck and gave a soft nuzzle. He rumbled happily at her worship, keeping her close as he then put a wing around her and ground softly back in thanks. She could feel her heartbeat beginning to slow down after a time, closing her eyes in bliss as she followed his lead and drifted off next to him, thinking of what she would do now being at his side as his pet.

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It had been nine months since she’d been given her new life, living alongside her Master in his cave. It was certainly very different from the life she’d left behind in the city below but she knew she could never return there. They outlawed creatures, even anthros, leaving her to stay with him. It wasn’t like she had a choice in the matter though. Haze always kept a close eye on her, their collar reminding her who she belonged to. So instead she’d spend her days cleaning the cavern’s floor and treasures as well while admiring her Master whenever he wasn’t looking. She couldn’t lie that she’d had a fascination for dragons while she was a human but it wasn’t until now that she found herself unable to avoid being transfixed by his image. Perhaps it was the fumes she drank in whenever he’d grace her with his intoxicating essence that she so craved, but she loved it so.

Today on the other paw was a special day and as she laid on her back above the nest she’d put together from branches and leaves, strong pulses wracked her body, her belly expanded greatly from the eggs that had grown within. Haze was watching eagerly beside her, smiling softly as she closed her eyes in a mixture of pain and excitement, having heard the tales from her Master about the pleasure of laying a clutch. “Look at you.” He chuckled, his muzzle staring at her belly as she tensed the muscles in her womb in preparation. “You’re gonna be a mother. No one would believe you were once a male human. You’re just like any other female now. Do you like the thought of that?~” He purred happily, Sly gasping as another surge hit her and began to process.

The first eggs pressing out of her cervix caused her nethers to stretch further than they had even with his dick, a tremble of pain coursing through her for a moment as she whimpered in reaction. But it wasn’t long after that, as she tightened her grip around her egg and pushed it closer to the exit that the pleasure really began to kick in. The hard shell was smooth but the pressure it put against her insides, rubbing against it back and forth as it refused to move put her into a state of heat, waves of lust passing over her from the sheer intensity of it all. He leaned his snout forward, pressing it between her legs to her surprise before giving a teasing lick to her clit, flicking his tongue over it. She squealed out in bliss, the sharp spike of arousal hitting her like a boulder as gave another rough clench.

This time the shell pressed out from her pussy, Haze giving another small lap across the egg and her lips before pulling back to watch. “Come on, girl. Show me what a good broodmother you are for me.~” She gripped onto the twigs below her, arching her head back and biting her lip as the egg rubbed against her G-Spot and sent another crash through her veins. She put all her focus into each clench, massaging it further and further until the largest width of the egg reached her entrance. She cried in response, her feminine shrill echoing around them both as she pushed as hard as she could. Then with that final squeeze, the egg plopped out from her cunt in a wet mixture of Haze’s saliva and her femjuices as it rolled softly into the nest, strings of her arousal connecting it together.

She glanced down at it hotly, her belly having distended considerably. There was still another one undoubtedly, huffing hotly as Haze licked the egg clean of her juices as she began laying the second.

The next egg felt a little smaller than the first, causing her a wave of relief that it wouldn’t be as painful, grunting once again as she pushed it through her cervix. She was overwhelmed this time as she tried forcing it out, the unrelenting egg spreading her wonderfully as the bliss covering her form began to rise to new heights, shivering at the feeling as her eyes glazed over in lust. She almost felt tempted to keep it inside her, to let this feeling draw out as long as possible, but the longer she waited the sorer she knew she’d grow. Instead, she simply cherished every second, feeling exactly what any other dragoness would feel when she gave birth. She clenched tightly, the egg happily following her rhythms unlike the first, pressing out the top into the fresh air, Haze greeting them with another lick.

She squeezed hard, spreading her legs as much as she could, her thighs and crotch coated in liquids as another inch of the shell pressed outwards to its destination. The sensations continued through her body as she clenched back and forth, tongue lolling out at the feeling before she reached her height, her femcum leaking over her second egg as it finally plopped out into the nest along with the first, a great amount of arousal covering its shell from her mother’s bliss. Haze gave it the same treatment as the other, Sly glancing down at their belly in curiosity and giving a thankful huff as it had returned to normal, knowing she wouldn’t have the energy anymore to keep going.

The rest of the day was spent relaxing and watching over the eggs, her Master talking about what a good mother she would make, to have more children to serve him or perhaps be his heir if they were dragons and not kobolds. He also made sure to have her sit over the eggs to “keep them warm” as he said, another ritual reptiles would do for their young. She didn’t mind being treated like this as a girl anymore. In fact, she had been like this and lived with him for so long that she found herself unable to desire ever wanting to turn back into a human. She just… connected with being a girl and a servant for him, not having to worry about having a job as a human or paying bills. No, she could just admire her Master and be happy.

She also felt a sort of motherliness towards her eggs, not expecting it at first. But now that she looked over her clutch, she felt proud of them, that she has kept these inside her for so long and would now raise them up in time. It was an odd thing to feel and something she would have blatantly despised in her past life, but she desired nothing more than this now. She then happily curled around her eggs to rest in the nest, Haze eventually crawling to his treasure pile as he drifted off to sleep as well. She could think of nothing better than to spend every day serving him and taking care of her young and slept with a smile on her face as the moon rose above the mountains above.