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The Dragon's Heir kobold tribe exists deep underground in a network of tunnels extending for miles in all directions, but that does not mean they don't have a presence in the world above. A small outpost exists where once a pink kobold stumbled out from her home and made her first journey into the lands above, and two kobolds stand to watch at any given time.

Tonight, the guards have a menagerie of stars to stare up at, to wonder at the vastness above and the possible terror that could exist in the realms high above. They do not have to ponder long for this existential situation as a massive shadow flies overhead, delivering a mighty roar that thrums through the sky and down to their chests.

The guards scramble to grab their spears and ring the alarm bells before the dragon lands upon his bipedal feet, standing tall with his shoulders back. He narrows his eyes as he looks over the kobolds, snorting his magical breath at the sight of the straggling guards.

Upon seeing the dragon, the kobolds fall to their knees, prostrating themselves before him, begging for their lives and his mercy.

But poking out from over his shoulder is the hooded form of Tik Tik, letting out a happy little yip as she waves her hand at them. "Hihi! I brought a dragon! Tell everyone!"

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The kobolds gather around the large cavern, where Tamati sits, his legs crossed, hands upon his knees. He keeps his eyes closed, breathing deeply and waiting.

Soon, he opens one eye to see Tik Tik approaching with another kobold. This yellow kobold is slightly taller than the wizard, with wider hips. She pokes her fingers together as she looks over the dragon standing before her. "H-hello," she chirps. "It's an honor to meet you."

Tik Tik shrugs as she steps aside to her dragon companion, patting his thigh. "This dragon is under my service," The wizard says, "Which means that any kobold who has him does so by my leave."

The yellow kobold nods.

Tamati frowns down at Tik Tik.

"You've been a good servant so far, Tamati," Tik Tik says, her hands behind her back, bouncing on her toes, "But I've come to realize that I cannot give you everything that you desire. I know what you need, so I brought you here," she says, holding a hand out to the kobold standing before them both. "So, I brought you to meet Meekle. Meekle, tell Tamati what you want from him. Don't be shy." Tik Tik smirks, leaning in, squeezing Tamati.

Meekle bows before him, her hands clasped together. "I am a Breeder of the Dragon's Heir. I was raised with the expectation that I would provide pleasure for the tribe and increase our population. Tik Tik has changed our culture fundamentally, and now everyone may please each other how they will. I humbly ask that I use my body to satisfy the desires of a dragon." She says this, biting her lip, her pink eyes glancing up at him occasionally.

"What do you say, Tamati? I know you've wanted to plug a kobold until she's filled with your baby batter. Why not give it to someone that I pick?"

Tamati blinks and stands up, looming high over both kobolds. He takes a deep breath and then smiles, holding a hand toward the breeder. "Sure thing," he says. "Ready for what I got?"

As he speaks, his dragon dong rises up. The meat would blot out the sun for kobolds. But the two stand there, with Meekle watching. She shakes her head, stands on her tip-toes, and reaches for him.

He squats down gently, and the dick finds itself in the kobold's palms. Meekle brings it down, rubbing the shaft between her hands. She growls, rolling out her tongue, licking the length, and sighing gently as she nuzzles against it.

"I was hatched for this purpose," Meekle coos.

Tik Tik conjures up a chair for herself and sits upon it, crossing one leg over the other and clasping her hands together. "Sure, we're born for what we choose to be."

"I choose to be what I was hatched for," Meekle says, staring at Tik Tik.

"And I choose to breed you," Tamati says, reaching down and scooping her up. He holds the kobold close against his toned body, and she stretches out over him, her slit glistening and rubbing along the base of that shaft as she practically mounts the thing. She nuzzles against him as he pets the back of her frills with one clawed finger.

"It's always so fascinating," Tik Tik says, tapping her cheek. "That kobolds are designed to accommodate the cocks of dragons. Tamati, what do you know about the ancient designs of dragonkind?"

"About as much as you," he admits. "Maybe less." He grunts when he feels the kobold slide over his dick, which twitches in response to her ministrations. "But I can tell you this, I can't hold back."

"Don't hold back," Meekle churrs, her tail sweeping over the head. "Give me your all, and my body can take it."

Lacing her fingers together, Tik Tik leans in, a smile spreading across her maw. "That I'm eager to see. I've often been on the receiving end, but my experience in watching others has been lacking.

"I'm happy to give you what you desire, Mistress Tik Tik," Tamati says, cupping Meekle's butt.

"Then, by all means," Tik Tik adds. "Show me what you would do if you were the master."

With that, the dragon lifts the kobold up, his cock springing up to meet her, head pressing against her slit. "Your wish is my command, my mistress!"

The life of a dragon subservient to a powerful eroarcana mage has its benefits. Chief among those is the ability to mate with and breed any being that comes across his path. And now, Tamati enjoys the feeling of the tight kobold snatch as Meekle presses against his cock. He lets her rum prest upon his palm while his other hand presses her shoulders, urging her down to his massive dragon dong.