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I know I'm in the right place when the cave mouth is warm and dry upon entering, blocking the frigid wind outside despite facing directly into it. The fur between my toes muffles my steps down the corridor, feeling my way down through the darkness by keeping the whiskers of my nose against the wall. There's a strange scent here, but not of any living creature I've smelt, so I continue downwards after pulling off and dropping my fur cloak. No risk, no reward, after all.

180 centimeters tall with a feline visage and deep green eyes, I have a coat of black fur and a slim, muscular form with digitigrade legs ending in large paws and a long, dexterous tail. I wear a thin, close fitting and sleeveless shirt along with similarly styled black pants. My life is written across my body in the form of scars leaving many white streaks across my face, chest, and arms, ears nicked in multiple places, and a slight limp in my right leg.

Descending deeper into the earth, I know something is wrong when I don't encounter a trap, a door, a defense of some kind, and keep on my guard. Following the scent, I pass through multiple arcing and crossing paths until I finally come to a widening chamber. In here is different. It's moist, musky, and the scent is strong. Before it was weeks old. Now it feels like I have my nosed nuzzled into the neck of whatever it belongs to.

I feel a drip of fluid against the skin of my fingers as lights suddenly explode into being from glowing crystals along the wall. I turn away to avoid the worst of the dazzling effect, finding the fluid on my hand is moving. Having had a goo trap sprung on me before, I lick up the fluid and surround it with saliva before forcefully spitting it out of my mouth. I turn at a sudden sound and lean back away from a hand of goo reaching out for me.

Falling backwards onto my hands, I push off the ground and flip back twice in rapid succession to quickly put distance between us. I watch as a form coalesces, shot through with black veins. A heavy set, broad shouldered figure rises from the formed pool, over half my height taller. Scales form and harden into a grey armor, their fingers and toes black along with the twin horns on their head and the outline of their eyes. Lines trace from the corners of their eyelids, the inner corners extending to touch their nostrils while the outer edge swirl out to grace the tips of their ears. The body is draconic in nature with a thickset snout, spike clad chin, a large tail, and digitigrade legs. Their eyes are a deep metallic copper color devoid of white that glint in the light, a mane of braided black fur growing along the head and spilling a few locks over their snout. A single nostril is pierced by a thick golden nosering.

"You're fast, especially for someone with... a hamstring wound, I assume?" He remarks in a deep voice, a hand on his chin before gesturing towards my leg and then assuming a stance. "You must have worked hard to overcome that."

I don't give him time to attack and dart forward, dagger in hand. I start with a thrust, feint, and catch him offguard with an upwards slash. Or so I thought as he grabs my wrist, his form so solid I feel a painful rebound up my entire arm as I come to a complete stop.

"That," He scoffs, gesturing to the knife with a nod. "Won't work very well. Drop it, and I might let you crawl out of here."

I never actually tried slicing a slime, but I imagine it doesn't work very well and so I do as he commands, darting a hand forward to palm strike his jaw. Like before, it's like hitting solid stone, and his other hand grips that wrist as well.

"That one's on me; I wasn't more specific," He grins wolfishly as I scratch at his legs with my clawed paws, only succeeding on getting stuck there as well. "Go on, wear yourself out. I'll let the situation sink in a bit before I sink into you."

I slam my head into his snout and struggle, fighting for all I'm worth without him so much as straining to hold me in place. Remembering the last time I was caught, I say to hell with it and sink my teeth into his chest, trying to tear out a hunk and succeeding in only getting a mouthful of goo. I try to spit it out, but it's like glue, coating everywhere and sealing my lips shut. Almost immediately, it turns soft again and flows out of my muzzle of its own accord, dropping into the rapidly growing pool of himself beneath us.

"My bad, force of habit," He shrugs. "The general defiant warrior swearing shtick gets old, you understand, I'm sure. But you've been a good boy in that regard. In fact, silent as the grave. I was almost worried you weren't even breathing for a moment there. Now then, let's get rid of these, shall we?"

He pushes my forearms into his chest where they're held like a vice before wrapping himself around me in a tight, crushing embrace that floods over my form. Pushed into his body, I take a deep breath before my nose is covered. I squirm and wriggle as I feel little pokes and prods all over, including a generous squeeze of my buttocks. I'm held there, trying to conserve my heartrate while my need to breath becomes all the more pressing.

"You must be an experienced swimmer. How long can you hold out, I wonder?" His voice vibrates through the goo. "Well, I suppose you haven't disobeyed me yet, so no sense in punishing you. Let's just skip to the fun part."

I yelp out my precious air as I feel a tendril pierce my tailhole and force its way inside, another plunging into my mouth. I'm a thief, not a killer, and how absolutely I am at his mercy becomes apparent. Pulled out and pressed against the wall, I gasp in air through my nostrils before the mouth tendril withdraws. I squirm, letting out a harsh breath as I'm slowly gaped from below, the goo working its way up inside until it's pressing against and massaging my prostate.

"That almost sounds like a nasty cough," He says sympathetically, drawing a finger across the horizontal white line of fur across my throat. "I guess that's more than a marking. I'll fix it for you.

Sliding his arms under my own, he raises me up towards his head like an owner would a pet, turning his head as he opens his maw and reveals a wicked set of teeth and a large, tapered tongue. I close my eyes and cringe away as his hot breath billows across my face. That tongue presses against my lips, the bigger male waiting expectantly.

Gingerly, I open my mouth.

"Good kitty~" He hums approvingly as he presses forward, the tendril inside my ass surging with vigor as his tongues coats and encases mine before flooding past and moving towards the back of my throat.

Unlike before, the taste is strong and nondescript, but I feel like I want more. I finally submit to his hold as his tongue pushes downwards past my tonsils. Choking a bit, I am unprepared for the goo to flow down my windpipe. The stream of his organ rushes forward enough to fill and then visibly bulge my trachea outwards, withdrawing just as quickly. I gag around his presence before falling into a coughing fit as he takes it out.

Instead of a dry and harsh cough, it's normal and sorts itself out in a few moments, leaving me gasping for breath.

"That's better," He nods approvingly. "It's not much fun if I can't make you moan for me."

I look away from his taunting eyes but that just makes the tentacle flood deeper as he pins me against the wall with my legs splayed out, bouncing my body upon his tendril like his personal toy. I let out a little moan as I feel myself begin to fill with his goo, invading deep inside my belly. Meanwhile, the goo roils inside my poor tailhole, giving no mercy and forcing drop after drop of pre to spill from my soft, barbed dick.

He purrs in satisfaction, the tendril finalyl withdrawing only for the massive tip of the biggest cock I've seen, swinging under him with an oversized pair of balls to match, aligns against my prepped hole. Thick, ribbed, and bearing small fleshly spikes along the glans and underside of the shaft, I have no doubt it'll split me down the middle. I shake my head with a whine, but he keeps eye contact as his hips slowly thrust upward.

I shudder, feeling the tip pierce through and sink into me. The tentacle was nothing compared to this as the spikes grind against my inner walls, invading deep inside as inch after bitch breaking inch is forced in until I come to a large knot. Mercifully, he doesn't press any further and rubs the bulge formed in my stomach with a large paw.

"Your belly is going to be as large as mine when I'm done, kitty," His own stomach morphing outward into a low hanging, massive beergut.

I keep my eyes shut tight to avoid his alluring gaze, feeling not like myself as he slowly pulls out and then thrusts back in, forcing a gasp out of me. His maw clamps over mine in that movement, the tongue returning to flood my senses with his taste again as he humps into me, building in tempo with a lewd, wet noise echoing throughout the chamber in tandem with how he sheathes himself inside me. I find myself sucking on the slick muscle as I relax, the intense pressure becoming a pleasurable friction.

I hate to admit it, but he presses all the right buttons and the goo surging around and stroking my shaft only adds to it. I moan softly around his tongue, making little crying noises as he picks up the pace. The pressure along my own glans increases until the goo spills into my utrethra. I tremble as it rushes inside at a none too slow rate, rapidly filling my balls until they feel aching.

"Each time you cum, I'm going to fill them more, kitty, along with you. Careful now..." He warns with an aroused huff. "Or I might run out of goo for you and use eggs instead."

Eggs? What? I'm not given mental space to think about what he meant by that as his thrusting picks up and I'm slammed down onto that knot and it pops inside, yelping around his tongue as he continues to hammer fuck me even as his dick bloats and swells with cum, pouring out in heavy, thick gushes that coat and fill my insides. The goo around my shaft pumps harder as well, and I can't handle being filled with hot seed and being serviced at the same time, letting out a loud whine as I reflexively thrust my hips and only impale him further inside me in the process.

Cum paints the translucent goo as my heavy orbs work overtime to push out every last drop, spurred on by the dragon still fucking me silly. As promised, goo floods right back down before I've even finished and my balls swell again, becoming soft and round in appearance as more and more stake a claim to my breeding rights inside the soft sack. The sticky dragon chuckles as I pant and cry, entirely overstimulated as while he continues filling my ass with his heavy draconic dick, gaping me wide enough to take a feral gryphon.

Switching positions, he peels me off the wall and instead I'm held partially sunk into his chest with his paws at my hips. Pulling the knot out with a loud pop, he watches the heavy flow of thick seed flow out of my abused hole, giving me a moment of respite. That is until the entire mast is forced right back up inside my guts and the knot returns with its familiar filling presence. I get the gist he's knot fucking me as it's forced back out, and then right back in, smashing into my prostate like a battering ram.

His giant balls smack against mine where they rest, promising load after load to fill my belly with something bumpy and hard resting beneath their surface. Angling his thrusts, every spike along his dick is forcibly mashed against my pleasure point as his tail flows around my waist, the tip unfurling into an unnatural three jawed mouth that clamps down onto my cathood and begins sucking and massaging brutally with strong contractions.

He chuckles in my ear, tongue lolling out and still stuffed in my mouth, as he gropes my swelled belly. His dick pulses heavily as cum erupts inside me. Each gush visibly inflates my abdomen as pressure builds up so much it begins to pour out of my tailhole despite the massive knot. In response, I feel his dick grow inside of me with an even bigger knot to compensate, sealing it once more.

"Go on, you know you want to, kitty. I'll stuff you full of my eggs next round if you cum, and then I'll have to keep you like this for a very long time. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Being my personal fuck toy?" He growls in my ear. "This time is meant to be a punishment for trespassing, but I'll melt that little brain of yours away if there's another."

His tail begins to twist and suck and it's all too much. Yowling, I unload into the maw of the tail as he roars in approval.

"Ah, fuck it! I'll breed you full now!" He snarls, clamping his teeth down on my shoulder as his dick swells with something traveling up it, widening my ring as it pushes past.

It's so heavy I feel it right as its deposited in my cum-ballooned belly, another soon following, and then another as several travel up his rod at once. I'm stuffed so tight they begin to show through the skin of my tummy and rock inside me with each thrust. I'm not sure how much time passes, but I eventually run out of space as cum begins to flood up my throat, forcing me to cough and sputter. He seems disappointed and then not so much as a mischievous smile spreads across his features.

Ripping his knot free of me, he spears my shaft inside his, distending it lewdly as he thrusts me inside of his dick with quick, heavy pumps. I groan as he continues to pump more goo into my balls, my stuffed orbs now swelling wider and wider until I feel a bump across my tip. Slowly, agonizingly, Pressure builds up behind it until it's forced into my urethra, a wave of goo following behind to push it all the way down until it softly lands inside my left testicle, weighing it down heavily.

Then another is deposited in the right. I'm forced to stay on the verge of orgasm as eggs are pushed into my sack, one after the other, swelling them brutally with no relent. I can feel them bulging with the eggs as they become so swollen, they touch the floor, the goo below caressing and petting the taut sack. Eventually, he runs out of eggs, and instead continues to pump goo in their stead. After another eternity that leaves half of his total volume of goo crammed up inside of me, he pulls out, his giant slab of meat still pressing rock hard between my cheeks.

I feel a weird sensation in my head as my vision shifts, something leaving my ear. I look up, finding myself turned around and my arms hanging around the dragon's neck as he withdraws a finger and continues to bounce me in his arms on a dick that doesn't cause a moving bulge in my torso. A nicely sized knot forcefully sinks into me, and I feel a gush of molten warmth as cum invades into my stomach for the actual first time. His body, while gooey, is of a muscular, normal looking build.

"W-what?" I stutter, my head completely fried but rolling my hips obligingly, drawing a pleased growl from the dragon.

"Just keep doing that," He hums, his voice far more relaxed and almost a different person. "I'll - hnnnf~ - explain in. A. Moment. Seven hells, how much dick do you take on a regular basis?!"

Pulling me closer, he rapidly pounds into me, prolonging his orgasm and shooting more semen again and again, pushing me over the edge in the process, until he grumbles and half-roars into another and explodes with even more. After two lengthy minutes, his everflowing tap begins to dwindle, grinding his hips against mine to milk out every last drop before pulling out with a wet squelch that leaves his semen spilling down his groin and pouring on everything below from my bred tailhole. Heaving a heavy breath, he comes down from his intense high, wavering for a moment.

His chest is painted white, apparently all the previous times I came having been real.

"I'll be keeping you. Come here," He says breathlessly, pulling me into a kiss.

I meow and happily comply, his tongue wrapping around mine. Something travels down his slick organ and deposits at the back of my throat, and I reflexively swallow. It bulges my esophagus slightly but pulls itself down unnaturally the rest of the way. I feel it in the pit of my stomach for a moment before it dissolves.

"Right. What I was going to say was..." He huffs, sitting down against the wall and placing me in his lap. "I showed you a vision of what I can do. As a threat. I realize now you might not think it so; you were grinding against me so hard I had to plow you for real or you might have woken up"

I blink as partially break out of whatever charm he has on me, shaking my head vigorously.

"Oh good. It's still a threat?"

I nod.

"And I have your attention?"

I nod again.

"Then bear with me. Had I not wards; I would not have seen you coming. You'd have snuck right past me, I'd be willing to bet. I need that kind of a talented thief," He explains, gesturing to a sigil on his chest that I had not noticed before. "I am a prisoner here. And I want out. Trust me, you want nothing behind that door, and I won't let you behind it all the same. But you're going to steal something called sigil-cypher for me so I can break this seal on myself."

"And," I say, slowly enunciating to avoid slurring my words after not talking for so long. "If I say no?"

He smiles a little and rubs my jaw, getting up and leaving me there as he walks a few steps back, snapping his fingers. I feel something surge inside me as goo suddenly erupts from inside my tailhole, flowing outward even as my belly begins to bulge excessively. Rapidly bound by wrist and ankle, the goo begins to pound both my ass and mouth with exactly zero foreplay.

"I could do that... or this."

Abruptly, I'm forced to bend and take my own dick to the hilt, pumping along it with a will that's not my own as gooey cum erupts from it. I have to swallow a heavy load all at once, then another, and then one after the other, just to avoid drowning.

"There's many a thing I could do, really. And while you're stuck and helpess, I'll find and punish you," He snickers, crouching down to press a finger into my ear.

For a brief moment, he flashes into the obscenely endowned dragon I started with, eggs roiling in his sack before he allows me to snap back to reality.

"Of course, I can now just do that to you at will, at anytime, anywhere: trapping you in visions of being stuffed tight and full until your poor belly and itty bitty kitty balls burst"

Inserting a few fingers into my thoroughly broken in tailhole, the extra goo inside me surges out and into his arm where it joins the puddle beneath us, allowing me to collapse against the wall.

"When... you put it that way," I mumble, leaning into his hand as he reaches forward and scratches behind my ear. "I'll take the job."

"There's a good kitty. Fear not, I'll take good care of you. Hiedkin, was it? I'm Naeoth."

"A pleasure to be working with you...".

"A literal pleasure, yes."

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