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Minerva's womanhood is so desperate to be seeded once again.

Tik Tik's claws cannot resist exploring Minerva's sultry body, gliding across the slick skin to her perky and petite chest. Rough-scaled hands easily squish and massage those mounds. Minerva's nipples are a rich purple that stands out well with their sweaty bodies.

The dragon's tongue rolls out, placing itself flat on Minerva's shoulder, taking its time and licking over that well-handled neck, savoring the taste and arousal and submission that permeates from her pores.

Minerva hadn't prepared herself for such a rough fucking this day, but by the deep gods, did she need one. Even as Tik Tik's toned thighs slam into her backside, stuffing her full with that thicker-than-life cock, she can only moan and chirp in elation. Even as her face grinds into the floor or Tik Tik forces her legs behind her head, Minerva continues to sing her siren song of the sexual symphony. Every thrust warps her pitch, mind, and body, singing in sweet bliss as another orgasm spasms through her. Her toes curl, her back arches, and her arms tug around as she shakes. Her sweaty cerulean skin shimmers in the light, fluids dripping onto the floor in thick splotches between her legs.

Tik Tik's tongue trails along until it reaches the tangle of Minerva's mouth, and soon she delves deep. A long, serpentine muscle waltzes through twisting tendrils, coiling around each other before plunging Minerva's throat. The flayer's esophagus bulges down to her collarbone as Tik Tik samples her taste. She senses the remains of the dragon's ejaculate mixed with assorted other sexual effluvia, which creates a weird but not unpleasant taste that leaves her body excited and hungry. It is the sexual appetizer to the main course of breeding this slut full.

And yet, before Minerva knows it, her knot unravels. That ever-tightening feeling in her core twists inwards, threatening to snap. Tik Tik fully pins her breed mate to the ground with a heavy shove, ass raised, head and neck pinned down through oral embrace. Her cunt is stuffed to the hilt by draconian lust as the dragon in question huffs and grunts animalistically. Tik Tik's hips rapidly smack into Minerva's bubbly cheeks as she chases herself even higher. Any words are lost in the air as physical desire takes over.

Regardless of Tik Tik's consciousness, nothing can stop what happens next: a heavy slam, the sharp smack filling the tunnel, two euphoric screams spiraling into each other, hushed with whimpers and growls, a thick, heavy splatter, as Tik Tik's cock explodes forth with magical baby batter, pumping in thick globs that swell her shaft. She travels through Minerva's insides and stretches them open, finally erupting inside the cephalapodic sorceress's womb, coating her walls white with breeding batter in copious amounts.

Who knows what effect the usual fecundity of dragons can have on this situation? How does Minerva sexually reproduce? Would a dragon's lust for future generations override her body to be just an incubator for the reptilian race? Would Tik Tik sire a strange beast from this coupling?

The thought sends shivers down their bodies.

Or, is it something else that triggers the reaction?

Minerva's muffled cry as she and Tik Tik tongue-fuck each others's throats is ear-piercing. Her body goes stiff as a board and levitates slightly, magic bursting and leaking in excessive overload from the extremities as she comes once more. The feeling of that molten hot seed exploding her womb is simply too strong. With each audible splatter of her innermost dents soaking with cum, her hips buck in the air. She is still unable to react even as her gut swells. The ridges and base plugs her hole, not allowing a single drop to leak free, which means it only has one way to go--deeper.

More virile dragon cum pumps inside her stretching womb, flooding her with seemingly no end. Minerva goes limp and semi-conscious, cumming once more even as she registers her belly swelling as Tik Tik packs it full of lust.

While Tik Tik savors the euphoric bliss of dumping her seed into another, her shakes strengthen from a tremble to a whole-body vibration. Her horns shrink and scales smoothen. The once mighty creature plops on top of the soft Minerva, spent and back to its original form.

Minerva can only groan. She still twitches as her nerves re-fire now and again, phantom tremors of the shaft that had just ravaged her insides pounding away now and then. She slowly shifts her head to eye the once-again small kobold beside her.

'That was... we should... share notes over tea. You can keep the ingredient, and if you don't mind... we should establish how I may assist you in future research.' Her words spill out from her mind. 'In a few weeks, I'm going to need a research session like this now!'

The kobold smiles and presses her snoot up against Minerva's face, rubbing gently. "Sounds nice," she says. "There's much more Tik Tik want know too. Your place or Tik Tik's?"

Minerva giggles and waves her hand. With a flash, the swirling portal of cerulean blues and deep onyx splits apart the air a few feet away from the drained duo.

After spending just a few extra minutes cuddling a little longer, they both climb to their feet. One after another, stepping inside the portal and again leaving the ruins to their solitude. This time with more than a few new stains upon the ground.